DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 1: GOMBRANG MARKET FIRE
It was Sunday, May, noon at twelve o'clock. The sun was shining brightly, the heat was very hot, it was very stinging to the head. Gombrang Market fire.
"Fire ...!" shouted a Gombrang Market trader. He ran out, confused.
"Fire ...!" yelled at the woman who was following the man. He also ran away confused.
"Fire ...! Fire ...! Fire ...!" shouted the people in Gombrang Market increasingly crowded.
That afternoon Gombrang Market was engulfed by the red hero. People running. Some directly took water with a bucket, splashing water into the fire source. The fire came from the middle of the market, he said from an exploding chicken noodle stove. Who sells chicken noodles named Pak Samin. At that time Mr. Samin left, while the stove in the chicken noodle cart was still on. Either awkward, or outrageous, want to go and turn on the stove. Finally the stove exploded, the fire spread very quickly, because Mr. Samin was selling in the middle, which was actually stalls for clothing merchants. Of course the fire easily engulfed the merchandise next to it. Meanwhile, the clothes kiosk made a storage wagon out of a flammable wooden board.
Some traders ran to save themselves. Some carry their merchandise, some save their children. Some only had time to save the money box, but also some who did not have time to bring anything. The fire quickly grew and spread throughout the stalls in the market. The efforts of the people to flush with water were not able to beat the size of the fire.
"My son ..., tolooong ...! My son ..., tolooong ...!" a woman cries, hops in the street with a bang, her legs kicking, thrashing, screaming as it happens. Of course, people immediately noticed the woman, who turned out to be Ms. Lan, a clothing merchant in the middle los.
"Sir Lan, why?" ask someone who is busy with the water.
"Not yet, why is his son?" answer the other.
"Koh Liem, that's your wife, Ms. Lan crying why ...?!" ask someone else.
"Well, what's up .... Oe did not ask first." replied Koh Liem, the husband of Ms. Lan, who also helped pail the water to water the fire, he said, "Hah, Lan, you people cry why, ha ...?!"
"Son, Pah ..., our son, Pah ...!" said Ms. Lan.
"Why child, ha ...?" koh Liem asked who was confused.
"Melian, Pah ...! Our son, Melian is still in the market ...!" shouted Miss Lan, still crying.
"Huh ...? Melian is still inside ..., huh ...? You people how, told to bring a child instead left it child ..., hah ...?!" Koh Liem was confused. He ran with a bucket of water, poured all over his body, then asked for more water, ran towards the market where the fire was still burning. While running he flushed his body, wanting to hit the fire to save his son.
"Koh, don't ...! No, Koh ...!!" people shouted banning Koh Liem from hitting the flames.
"Koh Liem, don't, it'll burn ...!"
"Koh Liem, stop ...!"
The fire is licking. People banned Koh Liem, preventing it from hitting the fire. But apparently Koh Liem desperate, willing to hit the fire. Seeing the recklessness of Koh Liem, three men immediately ran down and dragged Koh Liem.
"Koh Liem, don't be reckless, Koh ...!" snapped one of the people who dragged Koh Liem.
"Koh Liem can burn. Conscious, Koh ...!" the other snaps the danger.
"Hoa .., hoa ..., hoa .... My son how ...?" now it changed Koh Liem who was thrashing on the ground crying because he could not help his son.
"Patience, Koh Liem. The stoic one, yes." said a merchant calming Koh Liem, while stroking his shoulders.
"Hoa .., hoa ..., hoa .... Melian, what are you, Nik ...?" Koh Liem was struggling more and more, his cries were becoming more and more.
A woman holding her hand, holding Cik Lan who was also still crying, headed to Koh Liem's place.
"Isn't ...?!" Ms. Lan hugged her husband, crying so badly.
"Momu .... Our son, Mah ..." Koh Liem hugged his wife tightly, weeping over his unhelpful son.
Two middle-aged women squatted down to accompany Koh Liem and Cik Lan, stroking the shoulders of the two while calming down, "Patience, Koh, Ms .... Pray, may God do wonders" said one of the women.
"Yes, Ms. .., who is stoic, yes. God has the best plan, which is not understood by man. Believe in God's plan" said the other woman.
Meanwhile, Lurah Pasar Gombrang repeatedly called the Fire Department. But long ago the fireman did not come. The fire is getting bigger.
"For a long time, just say .... Sleep yes!" greet the people there.
"The place is near where it's slow!" yell at the other.
"The market's gone, just nongol!" snatch the other one.
"Tomorrow don't come!" there was still talk from the people there.
Of course people are on a grumble, irritated and angry to the firefighters. Because the fire was so slow, the fire raged all over the place. And these traders certainly lose a lot. Koh Liem who was still crying, as soon as the fire truck came, he ran down and beat the fire truck. It expresses annoyance, aggravation. Then followed by Cik Lan. Of course the minds of both of them said, if this firefighter came sooner, until earlier, surely the fire could be directly overcome, and his son could be saved.
However, the crowd immediately opened the road, giving fire engines a place to spray the fire.
"Quick in the spray!" scream someone.
"Review ...!!" shouted the firefighters who started spraying water on the blaze.
"Soooot ...! Whuuzz ...! Bhuuuus ...!" the sound of a huge and loud water spray, instantly extinguished the blazing flames. Smoke coming out of the burning material.
"Uiiing ..., uiiing ..., uiiing ...!" the sirens of the fire engines were heard again. The second fire truck came. Directly spray water.
"Soooot ...! Whuuzz ...! Bhuuuus ...!" the spray directly hit the still burning fire.
Not for how long, in only about half an hour, the fire could already be extinguished entirely. But firefighters still spray water slowly, such as making rain, in anticipation of the fire that can burn again.
Seeing the spraying conditions had been slow, unexpectedly, Koh Liem ran towards his trading stall. He'll find his son left in the stall.
"Koh Liem, be patient, Koh ...!" yelled Lurah Pasar.
"Be careful, Koh Liem ...!"
Koh Liem paid no heed to the sound. He kept running fast, wanting to take his son. Some brave men, directly chasing Koh Liem, to help. They were all fellow traders at Gombrang Market, well acquainted with Koh Liem. They also felt the sadness experienced by Koh Liem. They didn't want anything to happen to Koh Liem. Understandably, after the fire, of course many embers are still burning and dangerous if stepped on. In addition, they were worried that if Koh Liem met his burned son would be hysterical.
Koh Liem arrived at his stall. Some people who were ready to help it also arrived at the kiosk along with Koh Liem. All the stalls are on fire. There's nothing left. Koh Liem kiosk included. However, Koh Liem had something strange on his stall. Koh Liem noticed there were rolls of cloth that were like wrapping around people's bodies. Without a second thought, Koh Liem immediately chopped up and carried away the roll of cloth. He was sure that the one rolled up in the cloth was his son, Melian.
"Mom ...!" Koh Liem called his wife.
"That ...?!" Ms. Lan immediately greeted her husband who carried the cloth roll. Then, in the shade, they both opened the cloth.
"Huh ...?!" Koh Liem was shocked happy, "Melian ...!" his yell.
"Melian, darling ..." Ms. Lan immediately hugged and kissed her one-year-old daughter.
People shriveled Koh Lim and Cik Lan, watching Melian survive the fire.
"Thankfulness ..., yes, God ...."
"Slamet ..., slamet ..., slamet ...."
"Oh my goodness, your power is marvelous, O God."
Everyone was grateful, everyone was astonished, everyone was amazed at the miracle that God had given Melian, the one-year-old baby. Yes, it is very miraculous, the big fire that occurred in the Market Gombrang had scorched the entire market. But Melian, the cute baby left in the stall, survived in a piece of cloth, with no scratches or traces of fire approaching. The cloth was intact wrapping around baby Melian. Really weird.
The Gombrang Market fire happened twenty years ago.
And then, after twenty years, what happened?