The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

sea fish block

The sun is moving towards the western horizon. The atmosphere of the market was also slack. But busyness is still seen in the sea fish block. Traders are still busy packing their unsold trades. No exception with his mother.

There are still some polyfoam that have not been sold. Budi is only the only – men seen so far. Besides is mom – mom. Even if someone picks them up, no one comes in and helps. So there are mothers – mothers who complain, and praise Budi.

“Mbak Ratih, bestselling right?”

A voice caught the attention of all who were there. A male – male come with a book. There are two other – men who accompany him. Both look like fish workers.

“Alhamdulillah, Mr. Gondo. But half first ya” replied Ratih ma'am. He handed him some money in a rubber band.

“Half how? You wrapped a lot of people, only half. Full dong”

“Inya not finished sir, it is still half again”

“Ndon't want to know, I need the money. Got your niece just that, postponed first”

“Don't dong sir. Can already be divided by yourself – by yourself”

“You are yes, do not miss – mentang widows and I was told to love you mulu”

“SRAAANG”

There was the sound of iron rubbing violently with another hard object. It turned out that it was a cleaver to cut the big fish, which Budi pulled.

“Budi, what do you want to do nak?” ask Ratih ma'am.

“Don't leave – behind you rich man, could insult my mother” said Budi slowly, but growled.

“What do you want, ha? Ngajakin noisier? What are you doing besides brawling the same fight, ha?” sahut the Gondo.

“BAJIN**” Budi yells while thrusting forward.

“BUDI”

Bu Ratih shouted to hold the body of his eldest son. Gondo retreated some distance, protected by two of his guards.

“DON'T RUN, WANKER! YOU CAN BE JUST A LITTLE NINDAS. HAVE A CO***NOT HA?”

“For dong, you guys” Gondo's orders on his men.

“SRAAANG”

One of them grabbed an ice-breaking iron, belonging to Ratih's friend. The other took a fish box lid made of hard plastic, as a shield.

Budi reversed his position. The sharp part he pointed upwards. Budi relaxed his body, released his mother's grip, and walked back to the polyfoam where he had been.

“Eh, boy bang***. Why backwards? I'm a sissy, now?” yelled Gondo.

“BANG**”

He ran towards Gondo. Both Gondo's men were preparing to protect him.

“HIAAA”<TAG1>

“BUDIII”

Budi jumped into the air, along with the screams of Ratih's mother. With all his might, he swung his machete. Still with the sharp part pointing upwards.

“DAAAANGGG”

The sound of the impact of two objects made of iron, felt deafening.

“KRAK”

“DAK”

“AAAH”

Iron pipe held by Sugondo's men, unable to withstand the lunge Budi. The iron pipe broke in two. It also has not been able to stop the pace of the swing of the machete. His bidat is still affordable by the end of the machete. He screamed and staggered – staggered backwards, and instantly fell down.

“Ammun, geez, Bud” said as he ran staggering, away from Budi.

Deep red eyes, teeth grinding, hands clenching hard, a clear marker, if Budi is still very angry. He did not say a word, only continued walking closer to Sugondo who continued to walk backwards.

“HIAAAAA”

Budi shouted again, and made a surprising move. Sontak Sugondo and his men also shouted in fear. They fell rolling – bolsters on the steps of sea fish block. With a somersault, they ran away terbirit – birit avoid the tantrums Budi.

“Budi, ”!<TAG1> mother's orders.

“KALO LO POLITE, CAVE PLUS SAGAN, SIR. BUT ONCE AGAIN LO HINA THE MOTHER OF THE CAVE, THE HEAD OF LO GUA BURUKIN” shouted Budi again.

They both left the market. The commotion turned out to provoke the curiosity of traders from other blocks. Without Budi realizing it, it turns out they have gathered around the sea fish block to watch. Some of them were cheering on the gondo that had escaped from the market.

"Ngger, no! Don't drive!"

Two police officers rebuked Budi. Even so, Budi did not hide his anger at all .

"It's too dangerous if you follow your anger. If there is a victim, you can deal with the law. Pity your mother if you go to jail" the cop advised.

Budi did not reply, only a nod and a small smile that he gave. The policeman understood and continued his goal to this market, buying sea fish.

Costumed in T-shirts and color pants, Budi again helped his mother. His mind is still raging. Just yesterday he heard his swarm. Now we must hear the same insults. In her heart she said, indeed her mother is now a widow, but she has never asked for anyone's mercy at all. Can't give the goods a day or two more?

He drowned himself with his work. He did not care, his actions brought forth lips among the merchants. For some time, traders from other blocks were still clustered and discussing the incident earlier. But after being urged by the police earlier, they gradually – gradually disbanded.

Bu ratih could only sigh, and cry, seeing his son so wrathful to hear himself scolded, ridiculed – burlesque.

In his heart he was grateful, bestowed a son who was firm and dared to defend his mother's self-esteem. But he was also worried about the safety of the child. Afraid that Sugondo would retaliate for Budi's actions out there.

"Udah Tih, Budi is big. Surely he knows when to be angry, when to be patient" said senior bu Ratih.

"Yes, mba. But I'm scared, "

"No. Gondo would not dare to be the same. Your son still has authority, even though he has been converted. Must have thought ten times if you want to poke Budi"

"Yes. Thank you, ma'am, so it feels good"

the crap smiled. He rubbed Ratih's back.

“Cute, mom. Closure – closure” exciting one of the traders.

“Have big layered fish, bu?” a different voice sounded, saying.

“Mbak Ratih, layurmu still?” the merchant's voice echoed again.

“Still ma'am, monggo” replied his mother Budi.

Budi was still drowning in his thoughts. His hands were still busy arranging the metallic long fish, which the buyer asked. He did not notice the conversation.

His concentration was split into two. On one hand he focused on the sharp-toothed fish, on the other, he was still thinking, how to turn things around.

Because he admitted, if what the police said was true. He could not possibly use violence to fight every insult. He has to prove that he and his family are not a group of people who can trouble others.

“Monggo nduk, mayu. Monggo seen first, layurnya” said bu Ratih call prospective buyers.

Budi is still pensive while arranging the fish layur in front of him, even when the buyer is already standing behind him.

“Ngger, step aside first. This is Shoot him want to buy” slash his mother.

“Eh, anyone buy?” tanya Budi stammered. He then moved to the left.

“Loh, Adel?” exclaimed Budi, as he raised his head upwards.

“Iya” reply Budi.

“alone?” continued.

“Iya. Abis from college. Keep asking to buy layur” replied Adel.

“Oh, monggo, please” said Budi please.

“You mbok ya step aside first to, ngger” reprimand his mother.

“Oh, narrow huh?” sahut Budi while laughing.

He stood up and moved to the row of fish that had just come down from the car. Without shame, he immediately packed tuna fish that had not been packed.

Instead of – instead of directly choosing the fish, Adel was fixated with Budi who was indifferent to its existence. The other guy, there's never been anything like this.

Flat – flat shy and jaim. I just want it to look good. Although the chances of getting Adel's heart are also small. But showing it off, it's incredible.

“Kok even bengong, nduk?” tegur bu Ratih.

“Ah, ee, ma, sorry, bu” replied Adel stuttered.

“Indeed shoot this, know him?” ask the coach.

“He he, yes bu” replied Adel, still with shame.

“Overnight, we accidentally met in a fishbed cafe, where I sang” continued Adel.

“Oh, shoot this singer? Uh, he's not flirting, is he?” search bu Ratih.

“Oh, no ma'am. In fact, he inspired me, to perform a song, which can make many people feel”

“Oh yes?”

“Iya bu” Adel replied while chuckling.

“enthusiast song for those who are struggling, continued Adel.

“Hem, he's so rich. Indeed again upset, he” said bu Ratih.

“Sorry, this Budi mas, mother cooperation huh?” ask Adel liver – hearts.

“Iya” replied bu Ratih.

Adel thought strangely. He felt like something wasn't connected here. Kira – kira, Budi's story last night, true or also just engineered?

“More precisely, berbakti” continued bu Ratih. Adel snapped from his daydream.

“Bakti?” Adel has not yet caught Ratih's intent.

“Oh, this mother, her mother mas budi to?” continued Adel. Ratih nodded with a smile.

“Okay, sorry ma'am. Adel does not know” said Adel. He reached out his hand to greet Mrs Ratih.

All eyes are on them. Jokes and temptations also spread with their laughter. It's not like a stressful event has just happened.

Budi who was indifferent, so curious, what is it. He gasped when he saw his mother was joking with Adel. It means there is an introduction between the two. Next, it looks adel is crouching, choosing – select the layur fish that is still fresh. There was also a price bargain between the two.

“Bud, tomorrow there is an event, no?”

A loud voice caught everyone's attention. A male – male in his thirties walked closer to Budi.

“No, mr. Janto. What's up?” reply Budi.

“Gini bud, tomorrow I will need to. So I can't work. If you do not have an event, I want to ask for help you to replace me, nyopyrin masmu” replied Janto sir.

Not answering directly. He cradled – nimang used to be good and bad. He doesn't want his mother in disgrace anymore. But it seems, not his mother who will be laughed at, if he works with his cousin, but himself.

“Ya the payment for you, lah. This is about work, not asking for help doang” he continued.

“Iya, I know, pak”

“Terus?”

“Iya deh, I want” replied Budi.

“Aalhamdulillah's. Calm down, finally. Thanks ya” exclaim Mr. Janto

“Iya, sir. Same – samaut” replied Budi.

Mr. Jantopun immediately left again. Budi twisted his body, the intention of the heart wanted to look towards his mother. But, Budi's eyes collided with Adel's eyes. Adel immediately turned his body, ashamed of himself being caught paying attention.

Bu ratih smiling looking at Adel shy – shy cat. Budi continued his work, hoping that Adel would pass him by, and say goodbye to him.

“Bud, I'm home, ya”

The soft, sweet voice surprised him. A sweet smile adorned beautifully, as she raised her head. The face of the lady grew more beautiful when she smiled.

“Loh, already dapet, layurnya?” ask Budi. What a strange question.

“Udah” replied Adel while chuckling.

It's natural that Adel laughed. The person who sells fish, who asks, has already got what not. Yeah, I'm sure you're. There is still one polyfoam.

“Eh, you go home where” asked Budi.

“Ke Gulang” reply Adel briefly.

“Loh, Mlati?”

“Iya village Mlati” replied Adel

“Eh yes.your home where?” adel asked in a soft voice.

“Arjosari” reply Budi.

“Loh, there?” adel asked in shock.

“Iya. Deket ya?”

“Know that, last night together"

“Kan you are still a long”

“Who said? Abis that song too, hopefully times, my allotments”

“Masa? Well, it's not windfall yet. Saturday next kal”

“Ha ha ha. Yes, I was first, yes. Assalamu’alaikum”

“Wa’alaikum salam”

Budi accompanied Adel's departure with a fixed gaze. Adelpun. While riding his bike, he gave a sweet smile before leaving.

After the death of Adel, Sontak Budi became the temptation of the mothers of – sea fish merchant mothers. I can only smile in response to that temptation. It was he who responded.

The longer the temptation becomes. It is also because Budi is even more often pensive than working. But her mother was not angry either. Mrs Ratih could understand what was going on with her eldest son.

Even so, Budi's duet with his mother, including the fastest work. By comparing the number of fish many – times that must be packed, they can be finished almost simultaneously with others.