DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 175: BUILDING A HOUSE

    After Babah Ho's house had been taken back by Indra and Irul, and of course the land and building ownership letters were given to Mr. Jamil, it will be given to Melian as the heir of Babah Ho. Jamil began to repair the building. At least clean and repaint the house that has not been occupied for a long time. And the most important thing is to connect the electricity that had been cut by PLN because of long arrears.

    On Sunday, Jamil and his family, Juminem and Melian, his wife and son, came to Engkong's house to repair the damaged parts. Of course also brought a handyman from Juwana. Three builders. Understandably in the village, where Babah Ho's house is located, there is no handyman who wants to work. He said he was scared, because his house was serem. Well, understand. It is also called the faith of people. Superficial things must exist. Especially if almost all residents there consider the house haunted, then everyone believes that the house is indeed a lot of ghosts. No one has ever seen the ghost.

    But after the electricity was installed again, Jamil deliberately asked for more lighting in every corner of the place. Of course to make the house shine bright again.

    "Mas ..., please that in the way the lights are added. One at the entrance, and one at the left corner, let it be light." Jamil told his three-man exchange, which he took directly from Kampung Naga.

    "Excite, Sir .... The terrace is also two yes, sir .., right and left, let it be light all together" said the handyman.

    "Yes, Mas ..... What matters is everything is clear .... This is why the electricity has been cut off for almost five years, he ..." said Jamil.

    "Mas .., ask for help checking the building, anything that should be repaired .... Later detailed, spent material, continue to be installed .... Anything that is broken is repaired" Jamil told his artisans.

    "Excite, Sir .... We'll see everything first, while cleaning the fields .... The important thing is to look clean, keep painting again. It will look like new, Mr. Jamil ..." said the handyman.

    "Yes .... If today is not completed, nginep here yes ..." Jamil said to his builders.

    "Yes, Sir .... This is one house plus a fence, at least one week, this, sir .." said the handyman.

    "It's okay .... Not a single month is a problem .... The important thing is that this house looks good" Jamil said.

    "Lha, Mr. Jamil also stayed here, right ...?" ask the handyman.

    "Lha yo go home, to .... I have to watch the factory .... Melian also came home, because it must be school ..." replied Jamil who certainly could not wait for the artisans.

    "Because .... If there is a lack of material how? Are we making money? What does the shop believe?" ask the handyman who is certainly worried about his daily needs.

    "There will be Mas Irul who comes here every day. If less anything, just say the same Mas Irul. It was, it used to be the Milky Way employees who occupied the rooms in the back building .... Well, now Mas Irul has become a salesman at the Bestis Store. Situ, the place is close, kok ..." clearly Jamil who of course the exchange does not feel worried.

    "Oh, Nggih, Sir .... Na, if this is ..., cetho ..." said the handyman.

    "Importantly the lights are checked, it's all on. Included in the inner room, rooms, kitchen and bathroom. Make sure everything is clear" Jamil told the three artisans.

    "Please, Mr. Jamil ..." said the handyman.

    The craftsmen work with all their heart. All diligent and skilled. Can be relied upon to repair Engkong house. Not much story, not much talk. Works well and certainly pleases the person who told him to. Someone cleaned the floor, of course, who had been rubbed again. Some sand the walls, remove paint that has moldy, even sanded to be smoothed. And another, the electrician, installed lighting lamps. All the lights are checked, because the old is not used. Even the cables are also checked, in case someone has peeled off immediately replaced. After installing the lights, then try to turn on.

    Jamil also helped. Come here to help the handyman. Sometimes told to take cables, bolams, even solations. The important thing is to speed up the work.

    Likewise, Juminem and Melian, who were busy cleaning and arranging the kitchen and dining room. Surely so that the atmosphere is more pleasing to the eye and comfortable to occupy. Especially in the kitchen, Juminem asked her husband to buy a gas stove. Let the cooking be better and cleaner. While what was left in the kitchen was a kerosene stove whose oil was already dry. The kitchen furniture is still there, but of course the color is black because it is full of soot. Shredded fire stove oil. Likewise with the dishes and glasses on the shelf, of course, everything must be cleaned. So even though it is only a matter of kitchen, but it requires extra energy.

    "Kang ..., later bought a gas stove, yes .... Let the kitchen be cleaner and more comfortable .." Juminem told Jamil.

    "Yes .., we'll buy it in the afternoon. Ask for help Mas Irul also did not papa .... So if the artisans want to make coffee can make their own ..." replied Jamil.

    "Mas Irul will be here, Kang ...?" ask Juminem to her husband.

    "Yes .... I have asked to buy lontong tuyuhan .." replied Jamil.

    "Alhamdulillah .... "of course heard lontong tuyuhan, Juminem immediately pleased.

    And right, that afternoon the Carry pickup car went into the yard of Babah Ho's old house. Irul and Indra got out of the car. Then lift a large plastic crackle and bring into the house that is being renovated.

    Juminem welcomes Irul and Indra. Likewise Jamil, who immediately helped lift the package carried by Irul and Indra. Melian helped too. And after arriving at the middle room table, the large plastic crackle that was lifted was immediately opened by Melian. He was already tempted by his seductive smell. Melian immediately opened the crackle bag. It contained lontong tuyuhan packets.

    "Ashiii ...... Lontong tuyuhan ...... Thank you, Mas Irul .., thank Ms. Indra ...." Melian immediately took a pack.

    "City ..., Melian .... Then first .... Be patient, Nduk .... Take the same plate spoon first .... All for the artisans" said his mother who told Melian to take the plate.

    Melian went straight to the kitchen, to pick up the plate and spoon. Indra helped. While looking at the state of Babah Ho's house, who would also want to know the kitchen and the back room. Watch the concept of ancient buildings.

    Then, they eat together. Jamil, Juminem, Melian, Irul, Indra and three artisans, eat together. Enjoying lontong tuyuhan, Rembang's special food is very delicious. They eat while chatting. They were also engrossed in their respective chatter, which of course discussed the problem of the house they were repairing, Babah Ho's house.

    "Mas Irul's .... Later if these artisans ask for help, please help, yes ..." said Jamil who asked for help to Irul.

    "Please, sir ..." replied Iru. Then continue, "Sir .., if you need anything, just say .... If you have to, just go see me at Toko Laris .... That, the place is across the road just keep going straight towards the square .... I'm in that shop" Irul told the artisans.

    "Nugih, Mas .... Thank you." replied the artisans.

    "This is Melian's cradle house .." Jamil told the artisans.

    "Ancient but sturdy, sir .... The building is good ..." replied the handyman.

    "It's been since I was a kid, the building hasn't changed. It has never even been fixed ..." said Irul.

    "Since graduation SMP .... More than twenty years ago." replied Irul.

    "Oooo ..." The artisans gawked, certainly amazed by Irul who was loyal to his employer. It is only fitting that a girl of Chinese descent is infatuated with her.

    Next, they return to work, renovating the house that became the key to history for Melian. Irul and Indra return to the shop. Juminem and Melian cut out the cutlery. Washing dishes and spoons. The craftsmen also do their own work. Until afternoon.

    "Sir, Mas, it's afternoon  .... This is I want to go home first, same wife and child .... While I'm staying, please get his job. If there is anything please contact Mas Irul, yes ..." said Jamil who will return to Juwana leave the artisans who are still at work.

    "Yes, Sir .... We'll be overtime, let's finish quickly .... After all the lights are all bright." replied the craftsmen, who certainly wanted to continue his work. Understand, wholesale work.

    After Jamil and his family came home, the craftsmen continued to do their work. Especially painting the walls. Yes, the work that can be softened until night, is painting the walls. Moreover, the lights are already brightly lit, must be delicious and clear to work.

    The sun had not yet sunk, the atmosphere was still bright, when a middle-aged man dressed as a building porters, came to the house.

    "Renovated yes, Kang ...?!" the man who was standing on the porch asked the artisans who were still painting the porch wall.

    The question of the man shocked the artisans. Of course because they were busy working, did not know if anyone came to the house, and suddenly immediately heard the voice of people asking.

    "Yes .." answered the artisans, who immediately stopped and observed the man who came.

    "It's late in the afternoon why not rest ...?" the surprised man asked again.

    "Borong .... Let's finish quickly ..." said one of the builders who had faced the man.

    "Oi .... Try here, I help ..." Suddenly the man in the clothes like a handyman was already holding a paint brush and taking the paint in a small can. Then put the brush on the wall of Babah Ho's house. Very standard. This guy is an expert.

    The three artisans whom Jamil had brought were speechless. Can't ban that man. Because he painted well. Even the painting is very good. Tidy and flat. The three craftsmen finally followed the workings of the person who suddenly helped it. I don't want to lose to compete with others. Want to show that the craftsmen from Juwana are also the mainstay craftsmen who have excellent abilities. The pay is expensive. Shame if his work is lost to others. That is implied in the minds of the three craftsmen.

    Time keeps going. The day has changed night. The lights are already on. But the craftsmen continued to work non-stop. Until finally, three artisans who do not want to be rivaled by people who say they want to help, feel tired and sleepy. No longer strong to continue his work.

    "Kang ..., if Sampeyan is tired, rest first .... Let me help you finish painting this wall" said the handyman who arrived suddenly.

    "Well, Sampeyan didn't stop, rest first ...?" ask the craftsmen who helped.

    "I'm not tired .... When it's over, I go to sleep .." replied the man.

    And finally, three craftsmen who were already very tired, and of course also sleepy, immediately poured down his body. Some are lying on the guest chair, some are rolling out mats on the floor. And as soon as it spread its body, the three people immediately snored. Sleep very well.

    "Yet..co.keluruk ..........!!! Kukukeluruk ..........!!!" rooster keluruk. The sign of the morning. Community activities have started again. For market traders, they are busy managing their trades. And also shopping. Women are busy cooking in the kitchen. The farmers left for their fields and fields. And the company's employees are getting ready to work.

    "Kang ..., wake .... It was noon ..." the worker who renovated Babah Ho's house was wriggling his body, releasing tired relax stiff muscles. Waking up his sleeping friend.

    "Goddess .... It's noon, leh ...?!" his friend who was awakened also squirmed.

    When they wake up, throw it in the bathroom. Next, they make coffee in the kitchen, to open the eyes so as not to sleepy continue.

    "Here, have a drink ...!!" said one of the artisans who prepared the coffee, and had been brought to the table in the living room.

    "Kang ..., lha the person who helped us last night where ...?" ask one of the craftsmen, while sitting in the guest chair and will have coffee.

    "That ...?! Last night I slept first ..., don't know ..." replied his friend.

    "What is sleep inside ...? Try to see ...!" the other word.

    Then two people stood up, looking for the man who helped paint last night. Viewing rooms. But there's no one. Then open the front door, look at the terrace. But I also didn't find that guy.

    "No kok, Kang ....?!" the word that's been looking up outside the house.

    "Lha last night shutting the door was the same as turning off whose lights?" ask people to enjoy coffee.

    "I don't know .... I slept first ..." replied the other handyman.

    "Kang ....... It's all done ...!!! Take a look at this ...! You know, the walls have been painted all ..." said the other handyman, who was certainly shocked when he saw the walls of the house had been painted all over.

    "God, yes .... Means all night that guy was bulging .... Iha keep now where is she ...?!" of course the three craftsmen were astonished and confused. Only overnight, that person could finish painting the house with a very good result. Neat and clean. There were not even droplets of paint on the floor.

    "Come search .... Where is that person ...?! If we meet with breakfast ....!! And we have to thank ..." said one of the builders.

    "Yes .., we don't know who he is either .... Kok last night was not asked what his name was, which house .... Let's just shut up, yeah ...?!" the other word.

    Finally, they looked for the man who had helped her paint the house. To the entire room of the house, to the back of the house and between the yard, do not meet. He even asked the neighbors who were close to the house, also did not meet. Including asked to the stalls that sell breakfast. But no one knows the man who has helped him work all night.