DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 171: MELAYAT

    Melian at last according to the words of her father. Not so take care of the problem of the bank, which just wants to ask how the land and building owned by his crank can be used as collateral in the bank. But it takes precedence to visit Semarang. Yes, of course because the deceased is still his brother Babah Ho. There is still a brotherly bond with Melian. Likewise with Irul who was once an employee, surely still remember well about Koh Han who often scolded him.

    The afternoon after the dzuhur, Irul and Indra who had sent the store to his sisters, of course to take care of buyers, delivery of goods and later in the afternoon to close it, they both rode a motorcycle to Juwana. Must be at Jamil's house. They will go to worship together with the family of Mr. Jamil. Irul does not use his car, because it is still used to deliver goods ordered by buyers. So he chose to join. Not too far away. Not an hour's drive.

    Although only a motorbike, Irul and Indra actually enjoy the journey. At least Indra who was piggybacking behind Irul, clutching her husband's body tightly. Likewise Indra, who felt the pleasure of hugging her husband. And you know, the motorbike that was driven had reached the house of his former boss.

    "Well, it's Mas Irul the same Miss Indra .." said Melian who was preparing with her mother.

    "Gee .... Long live Mas Irul .., Ms. Indra .... Just now we were talking ..." said Juminem.

    "Kok didn't get in the car, Mas Irul ...?" ask Melian.

    "Lhah, do the work of sending groceries ..." replied Irul while raising his motorbike on the terrace. Of course because it will be left, so it is safer.

    "I wasn't brought a snack ...?" asked Melian who was like a child, always asking for snacks.

    "Business .... This ..." said Indra who immediately took the plastic crackle hanging on her husband's motorbike, then handed it to Melian.

    "Ashiiik ..." said the boy with excitement, then climbed into his father's car, choosing in the back seat.

    "It's ready, Jum ...?" Jamil who went out of the house asked his wife.

    "It .... Lha this is Mas Irul the same Ms. Indra ..." replied Juminem who of course while showing the person who awaited.

    "Yuk, leave ...." Jamil locked the door of his house, then came down from the house to take off.

    Juminem sat in front, next to her husband who was driving. Irul and Indra are in the middle. Which of course directly invited to chat with Melian.

    "Mas Irul knows the place of his funeral home ...?" ask Jamil while running the car out of his yard.

    "Dek Indra who understands, Mr. Jamil .... People have lived in Semarang for a very long time .." replied Irul.

    "Yes, Mr. Jamil .... Knew .... It's in Citarum. Continue to Semarang .... Later if we have entered the city we directed ..." replied Indra who would have understood the places in the city of Semarang.

    "Melian has also been in Semarang ..." said Irul who teased.

    "Eh, yes .... Ada Melian, also once lived in Semarang ..." timpal his father.

    "Iih .., Mas Irul .... I in Semarang have never gone to such a place, yes ..." Melian protested.

    "Rubber, Sir .... This is a funeral home .... A place to immerse the dead. Not an ordinary place. So only to put the dead before being buried or cremated. Children are usually afraid" said Ms Indra who confirmed Melian's words.

    "Lhh ..., tuh .... The place where people died, Mas Irul ..." said Melian.

    "Oooo ...." Irul.

    "When's grave?" ask Juminem who wants to know, because if the customs of people of Chinese descent, usually the burial of the corpse can be up to days. He recalled the time Cik Lan died, until three days his body was displayed in his house. Until there was a maisong ceremony that she and her husband came to deliver Melian.

    "This is in the news that is in the newspaper, tomorrow the day after tomorrow will be cremated." replied Indra according to news from the newspaper.

    "Ooo .... Old, yeah ...?" the word Juminem which certainly compares with the indigenous people of Rembang and Lasem and Juwana are very different. Indigenous people if died are usually immediately buried. But if the descendants can be buried for up to three days. Of course because waiting for relatives from far away who need a long trip.

    They talked along the way. Until finally, the car driven by Jamil has entered Semarang. Of course Jamil started asking directions to the funeral home.

    "Here, where does it go, Ms Indra ...?" ask Jamil while looking at the direction.

    "Straight on, Mr. Jamil .... Following the main path ..." Indra replied while directing.

    Jamil followed the directions that Ms Indra said. The car had been down Kaligawe Road, the entrance to Semarang City from Pantura to the east.

    "After that bridge, turn left, sir .... Just slow down ..." said Indra showing the way.

    "Yes, Ms .... This continues, yes ...?" said Jamil who had turned the direction of his car.

    "Well, the one in the fork turned left again, sir .... Follow that big bus. But don't get too close, it's an out-of-town bus, a danger of getting too close. Because later in the bangjo lamp, we turn left again" said Indra who continues to show the way.

    "Yes, Ms .... Oh, that bangjo, yeah .... We turn left again ...?" jamil said as he observed the direction of the road.

    "Rubber, Mr. Jamil .... Take a left, we turn left ..." said Indra.

    "Slow, Sir .... It is near .... It's on the left side of the road. Well, this is Mr. Jamil. Enter the parking lot .... We have arrived" said Indra who immediately prepared to go down. Of course while holding a small bag like women when traveling. Yes, it contains a wallet and HP.

    The five of them got out of the car. Then walk together towards the funeral home. Indra and Irul were told to walk in front, because they understood. Jamil and Juminem in the back. Melian is in the middle. They went straight to the mortuary.

    Arriving at the burial place, they greeted the family or relatives of Koh Han who was standing next to the entrance. Then go into the burial place of the corpse. Like the others who came to mourn, they headed to the place where the coffin was laid. Usually mourners give prayers in front of the coffin. Jamil and Juminem had seen that before Ms. Lan's death. Of course you remember how.

    The coffin has not been closed, as it has not passed the night of the maisong. So that mourners can still see the corpse lying in the coffin. The five of them stood beside the coffin. Although not praying, but had seen the corpse in the coffin, which had been dressed in his best clothes.

    But how shocked Irul, Indra, Juminem, Jamil and Melian when watching the corpse in the coffin. The body looks strange. It's not like a dead man lying down like he's sleeping. But the corpse looks very scary. His position is not like a sleeping person. But his eyes were wide. It can be called mendelik. His tongue was stretched out like a dog that was blasting, and grimacing. Until the upper teeth are visible. Both of his hands were raised forward with his fingers that seemed to pounce. Likewise with his legs that bend upwards with his knees raised. It's not like a dead man. Someone who wants to scare the kids.

    How appalling. Upon seeing the position of such a corpse, of course Juminem was immediately afraid, then turned her face and buried on the back of her husband, not wanting to see the corpse. Jamil, who knew that, immediately embraced his wife who was about to vomit, took her away from the coffin.

    Unlike Irul, Indra and Melian. He was curious about the strange condition of the corpse. So the three men continued to observe the dead body that was like a barking dog to pounce on the man. What exactly happened to this guy?

    "Mas Irul ..., is this really the Koh Han you know?" ask Indra who whispered in her husband's ear.

    "Yes, right .... But seeing the situation is very concerning, yes .... I find it difficult to recognize his face." replied Irul Iirih, also stuck to his wife's ear.

    "Mas Irul's .... Is this the man who took all of Engkong's? Take Engkong's shop and house?" asked Melian who was also shriveled near Irul's ear.

    "Rubber, Melian .... His name is Koh Han .... It used to tell me to run Babah Ho's shop, but I was always scolded, because fortunately it was less big. That's why I came out." replied Irul who remembered when he was Koh Han's employee.

    "Come, Mas .., we'll be accompanied by Mbak Jum .... Poor it Mbak Jum ..." take Indra to her husband, who of course also took Melian.

    Melian who left the coffin, still had time to look at the corpse that if it was snared must be like a dog to pounce on people passing by. For some reason, it was as if the corpse in the coffin was moving in fear of Melian looking at him.

    The five of them sat down. Pick in the back seat, away from the coffin. Of course because Juminem is still afraid of the corpse in it. Indra opened his bag, took eucalyptus oil, then given to Juminem and then applied on the nape and nose. To reduce the nausea in his stomach.

    While taking a short break, of course they also observe people coming to worship. Especially for Indra and Irul, they saw the reaction of the people standing in front of the coffin and saw the corpses that were inside. Must have all experienced the same thing with him, namely shock, wonder and curiosity, witnessing the realization of the very unusual corpse.

    And when there was a group of mourners, maybe about ten people who were standing near the coffin to see the body, how shocked they were, he said, suddenly there was a kind of explosion from inside the coffin. Black smoke billowed from the coffin. Of course these people immediately tiptoed so shocked.

    "The problem .......!!"

    "Yepun .......!!"

    "Ee ..., what is this ...?!"

    Of course his family who heard that, and watched the black smoke plume from inside the chest, immediately ran around wanting to know what happened. Including some guests who are still there, also ran to the coffin where Koh Han's body was buried.

    The people who watched on gawk. Wonderful and in disbelief. Apparently, Koh Han's corpse, which was like a dog, wanted to pounce on the person, was now more terrible. Because his entire body was charred like being roasted in embers.

    Witnessing that, his family went straight to tears. Including his close relatives, who were very sorry to see this heartbreaking reality. Not a few who immediately turned their eyes and closed their faces. I was so excited to see a horrible corpse.

    "Sir Jamil .., Ms. Juminem .... We should go home now, so that later it will not be on the road" said Irul invited Pak Jamil's family to go home. He realized that something was wrong at the burial place of this corpse. Instead of later Juminem even mabok, so Irul rushed to take him home.

    "Yes, right, Mas Irul .... We go home now." said Jamil who stood up immediately, stepped home. The others immediately went on the road.

    "Hee ..., Melian ...!!" suddenly a female voice called out Melian's name.

    Melian turned to the voice that called out to her. And it turns out, "Hwa Hwa ...!!" Melian yelled back. He met his schoolmates while in Semarang.

    "How come you don't go to school in Semarang anymore?" ask his friend.

    "I transferred schools in Pati, which was close to home .." Melian replied.

    "You're reading Om Han ...? What is familiar ...?" ask his friend who would be surprised because Melian mourned there.

    "Here, Mas Irul used to be his employee. And this person said he had done business with my Pak-e .." replied Melian who certainly hid the secret of family relations.

    "Business ...? How can ...? Om Han it likes to deceive people .... My dad just cheated a lot, really .... Be careful if business with other people we do not know ..." said Hwa Hwa his friend Melian a class time High School in Semarang first.

    "Ooo .... I see, yes ...? All right, I'll tell Pak-e. Yes, I went home with family. Come, play to my house ..." said Melian who certainly knows the facts about Koh Han that Mas Irul told her.

    "Yes, sometime .... Thank you, yes .... If you play to Semarang the news ..." said his friend who immediately greeted.

     Now Irul is told to drive his car, Mr. Jamil. Understandably, his condition when watching the corpse that looks like a dog earlier, it turns out that Jamil's head also feels a bit nggliyer. Yes, they came home with an uncomfortable trip. So that car now smells of eucalyptus oil and rubbing medicine balm. Because everyone wears it to relieve dizziness.