The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

I still forget the memory

After school, Madina immediately said goodbye to the Princess to go home. After three dollars, the Princess encouraged her to go home soon. Because of him, it was picked up by the handsome police earlier. The sun is not everything before, the heat has subsided. Moreover, a few clusters of clouds, marched on him. Made Madina's trip feel cooler.

Arriving at home, he saw an SUV parked in front of his house. He knows whose car it is. But he saw no one on the porch of his house. Somewhat wondering, he. Where is that guest.

“Assalamu’alaikum” greet Madina upon entering the house.

“Wa’alaikum salam”

It turns out that the guest is in the house. He was talking to his brother. He saluted both.

“New home, Dek?” greet that guest.

“Iya, mas” replied Madina.

“Mas Luki has been a long time?” continued.

“Udah ten minutes, sih”

“Wow” exciting Madina.

“What?” adel asked while throwing a sofa pillow.

“Iya, our people are chatting doang” added Luki.

“Ten minutes, doanggurin doang? I'm here, same Madin!” moda Madina's. He pulled Luki's hand until she stood up.

“Hoe, hoe, hoe. Where to?” adel asked while laughing.

“By, kepo. It was taken” replied Madina. He pulled Luki to the back.

“Weeh”

“Ha ha ha” Madina continues to take Luki to the back, regardless of Adel.

“The chocolate is in the bag, mbak” shouted Madina from behind.

“Brown?" mumbled Adel.

Adel immediately took Madina's bag. He opened the bag, and looked through the contents. There are only books and writing tools in there. There is absolutely no chocolate. He also did not order chocolate.

“Do-don't?”

He immediately sorted out the book that belonged to his sister. He felt there was one writing book that was not uniform with the other writing books. Both of the size, content, and pattern of the cover. He pulled the book up a little.

“Surat?” muttered.

He took the letter. He looked right, looked left. After feeling safe, he opened the letter.

M2A4, down grade to M2A1.

Just short the message. But Adel immediately nodded to read it. Unknowingly she shed tears. But hearing the sound of laughter from behind, Adel regained his senses. He hurriedly wiped his tears.

“Eh, deck. Where do you want to make sure I go?” ask Luki.

“Eat” replied Madina short.

“Ye, mas Luki has eaten, dek”

“Yes, kirain has not”

“You want ngetes mbak Adel, yes?” guess Luki. Madina gasps.

“Iya, mas” replied Madina. Luki let out a heavy sigh.

“Propay yes, mas! Spirit drops!” advice Madina.

“Yes, back to the front huh? Not good with Adel. Entar dikirain, we do say”

“Ha ha ha. Iya”

Madina felt she had no reason to keep Luki in the kitchen. He let her go back to the living room. With hope, her brother had already found the letter that was inside his bag, and had already read it.

“What's the same as Madin?” seductive Adel, when he saw Luki coming back to him.

“Makan” replied Luki briefly.

“Ha ha ha”

“Small can aja godain people” comments Luki.

“Ha ha ha ha. It's adult kali. Seventeen years ago”

Luki did not answer. He drank back the drink Adel had served.

“Mas, aren't you tired? For three days, you went back and forth solo. Where twice a day, again” asked Adel. Luki smiled getting such a question.

“Yes, if asked tired, yes tired, sih”

“Continue, why maksa?” cut Adel.

“I'm not calm, you know. It feels so rich, so guilty that, if I go to the house, while Adel is sick again. I want to stay in Pacitan. Let deket. There are schools I cannot stay in. Papa doesn't like to see me skip. Whatever reason. Ditching once, the anger can be a month”

“Oh. Ha ha ha ha ha. Luki has a cell phone, Madin has a cell phone. Why not video call?”

“Video calls? Kaya between islands. People just deket this”

“Yes, are we tired”

“Kalo have met directly, and mastiin himself if Adel is all right, it feels faded that his name is tired”

“Kok dreadlocks? Serius”

Adel smiled broadly at Luki's reply. He couldn't deny his heart, if he was flattered.

“Emang, I'm worth so much for Luki mas?” adel Goda, fishing.

“Banget. Adel is precious to me. Adel was the first, and probably the only, girl who made me realize. If there is one thing in the world that money cannot buy, value. That's what Adel said in front of papa I”

“Ha? me, say that? In front of his papa mas Luki?”

“Iya”

“Keren bener” comments Adel.

“Eh, wait! Then, mas Luki, have you ever dreamed of me, dong?"

“I do not understand, then it can be said application, or just an introduction. What is clear, the other day papa and my mother came to visit here. His intention is to make Adel come to Lombok. But Adelnya nolak”

“Wow, cool yes, I. Continues?”

“Yes, yesterday, Adel was worried about the same contract that had been signed. Because Adel can survive in the entertainment world, it is because he never refused an invitation, and never canceled the invitation. When I used to get cancels kept in redress, Adel did not want to. Adel keinget how difficult it is to build a career”

“Wih, I can say that, mas?”

“Iya. Adel didn't see me as a rich kid either. I showed off the car too, see it is still next to the eyes”

“Em, I guess, I'm not too glare the same as the name of the treasure, deh. Abisnya father same mother already have everything anyway.so, now only I feel, mas Luki still need to show something very valuable. Rich earlier, who mas luki said”

“Value?”

“Well it”

“Saying people. The same heart of mind sometimes not in line” comments Luki.

“Means?”

“Your thought is again problematic, but your heart, is still the same as Adel I know”

Adel was overwhelmed by those words. In his heart he admitted, that Luki is not a man who likes to take advantage of someone's situation. He felt that Luki really had a similar taste to him. Not just following the orders of his parents.

Yes Alloh, when will you restore the memory of the Budi mas, O Alloh? The servant still held great hopes for him. Do you not care about our relationship? Even so, I beg you, do not do it this way, O Allah. Please, give us the way, to regain his memory. As You gave way to the servant. Amens.

***

Days keep changing, the effort never stops. But the expected results have not been achieved. A week ago, Budi tried to get his memory back. But nil. Only a headache was all he got. Seeing him frustrated, Mrs Ratih gave him a suggestion.

“Already, ngger! Maybe there is one thing that is missing from your attention” said Mrs Ratih.

“What is it, ma'am?” ask Budi.

“Ikhlas” replied bu Ratih.

Budi did not understand what the meaning of the word bu ratih. He looked towards the Princess. But the princess shrugged both of her shoulders. As a sign, if he also did not understand the meaning of his mother's words.

“It seems that your heart has not been sincere, accepting this ordeal, ngger. You have not accepted, lost something very valuable to you. Try to accept this reality sincerely!”

Budi was stunned to hear the suggestion, he felt, if what was said by Mrs Ratih was true. Subconsciously, the effort he did this week, more because it was based on a sense of resentment, annoyance, and the like. Also because of ridicule, ridicule, even mockery. He felt his world was unfair. Because he felt like he knew nothing, suddenly being bullied blindly, and rumbling.

What is different about me now and the old me? Now my name is Budi, maybe before, my name is Budi too. Now I have someone who thinks I'm a child. Maybe true, she was my mother. He called me, my. Maybe it's true he's my sister. Consider me permanently losing my past memories. But I live in a family that loves me very much. What's wrong with me starting a new life, with Budi now? Who doesn't come back, let go. I have to live my life, even without the past.

“Heeffff” Budi sighed heavily.

“Iya, mom. Mother is right. I have not been sincere, lost my identity” replied Budi.

“Ikhlasin aja, mas! Mas Budi will still be a princess. Even though Budi does not remember the same Putri”

“And mother, will always consider you, as a mother's child. Because it is so the” sahut bu Ratih.

“Iya, mom. I will try the ad. Ask permission yes ma'am, live with mom, same Putri” said Budi.

“What the hell, mas? Princess saddened withm”

And the Princess hugged Budi's body. There was a sound of sobbing in the chest of his field. I felt something different about that hug. He felt warmth and comfort in his soul. But he couldn't describe the feeling he was feeling.

“Put, you're not in school, are you?” ask Budi. The Princess let go of her embrace.

“Ya, no, lah. What about Sunday school? Very little work, replied the Princess while chuckling. Mrs Ratihpun chuckled.

“Kalo so, help me know our neighbors, yes!” pinta.

“Good idea. Incidentally, Putri is still in the group WA young-mudi RW here”

“Let's mother who cemenin you silaturohmi, door to door” sahut bu Ratih.

“Loh, mom not to the market?”

“No, ah. Mom wants to take a vacation first. No papa, right?” answer Mrs Ratih, ending with the question.

Budi looked at madam Ratih with a thousand-meaning gaze. Until frowning bu Ratih's forehead, so can not read the meaning of the gaze.

“Why, ngger?” ask Mrs Ratih, can't stand being stared at in such a way.

“Neighbors who have business, where's mom? Want to apply for work. Let me not need to go to the market again” replied Budi.

“Allohu Akbar, ngger. Your heart is the same. You keep Budiku” exciting bu Ratih. Replace him who hugged Budi with tears.

Not wasting time. This morning too, the Princess started to draw a map of the surroundings. He drew it thoroughly first, as a coordinate reference. Only he described one by one block, based on the road limit.with full attention, Budi tried to absorb every information given by the Princess.