DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 181: MELONGO

    After Jamil, Juminem and Melian left the house in Gedongmulyo, Irul told his sister-in-law, the husband of his sisters, to visit Babah Ho's house. Every afternoon turn on the lights, and every morning turn off the lights.

    Although asked for help to turn on and off the lights, but Irul's sisters-in-law every morning arrived at Melian's house, he took the time to sweep. Although only sweeping the terrace and yard of the house. Now it would be better to sweep the page. Because everything has been paving blocks. It looks and looks clean. No longer sweep the yard in the form of land. The leaves that fall are also easy to be swept and dredged to be thrown in the corner of the yard that there is a garbage tub made of concrete buses. Later, if the leaves are dry, it is easy to burn them.

    Of course Irul's sister-in-law, both are very diligent in doing it all. This is because of the motivation of his brother-in-law, Irul, who always said that if work must be based on the intention of worship, must be sincere and earnest. So that later, Almighty God will provide its own unexpected sustenance. If calculated mathematically human, of course if working one month the pay is five hundred thousand, then the money received is only five hundred thousand. If that kind of money is made to support the family, it is certainly not enough or less. But to the Most Wonderful God, there is no word impossible. Everything can happen. An official who gets a very large salary, can not be enough to support his family. But the worker with a small salary, able to provide for his family, can even still buy his wife's bracelet. It's strange. But that is the reality of life. So, anything can be possible.

    Especially when watching the reality of his brother, namely Mas Irul and Cik Indra, who left from a porters, who at that time only worked as a waitress in his shop Babah Ho, can help his parents. It even helped to finance his younger siblings to school. Next became a porters of brass craft brewery in his place Pak Jamil. The pay is definitely not much. But in reality, now Mas Irul and Cik Indra can buy a large building that is used as a store. Even the store is not small, but has become a wholesale center of groceries in Lasem. The cheapest and largest grocery store in Lasem.

    And the most admiration of his sisters is Mas Irul and Cik Indra is blobo. Kind and not stingy. With his sisters if giving wages or call it as payment, never use calculations. As if it was just taken from the money box in the store just like that. Even with his nephews also always give pocket money when they say goodbye to go to school. Including the kitchen needs of his parents, ranging from rice, sugar, oil and various cooking needs, all supplied from his shop Irul. But the truth is that the store is getting bigger and bigger.

    This kind of thing is what then his sisters obey and are very obedient to his brother, Mas Irul and Cik Indra.

    Like that morning, when her sister-in-law, Parmo's husband Nur, went to Melian's house to turn off the lights. He opened the gate. Only half opened. Putting his motorcycle in the yard. Next turn off the lights, whose switch is on the terrace. Like Jamil's message to the handyman to make the switch on the terrace to make it easier to turn it off and turn it on. After that, as usual, he immediately took a broomstick. Sweeping the porch of the house. Although not dirty, but still swept. At least remove the dust on the floor. After finishing sweeping the terrace, then he took a broomstick and crank, to sweep the leaves that fall in the yard of the house. Although only a little, it still has to be swept so as not to become a mosquito nest.

    "He ..., Mas ....!! If it is clean ....! Don't just sweep inside ....! This one on the side of the road was also swept ....!!" suddenly there was a large tall dashing man, his somewhat black skin standing in the middle of the gate, loudly reprimanding Parmo.

    Of course Parmo was startled when he heard the voice and turned to look towards the big and burly black man.

    "Excuse me, sir .." said Parmo who immediately complied for fear of seeing the man.

    Parmo immediately rushed to finish sweeping the courtyard. Then out of the yard, and sweep the roadside. Even getting to the middle of the road. Everything was on the broom, all the way in front of Melian's house. And it has even soared in its neighbor's place. Indeed, after the dirt on the street was on a broom, it turned out to be quite a pile of garbage.

    Parmo recalled the words of his sister-in-law, Irul, "If the work is not half-hearted .... Do it really hard." Those are the words he held. So he swept the streets completely clean. Then the trash was put into a trash bin in the corner of the yard.

    It was done that morning. Already turned off the lights and swept the yard to the road in front of the house. The broom and crank are returned to the right side of the terrace. And of course, Parmo wants to rush home to his sister's shop. He went straight to the motorbike parked near the mango tree.

    "Not to be hasty .... Here, breakfast first ..." the sound of people preventing it and telling breakfast.

    How shocked Parmo was. Not seeing when it came, not seeing through where, suddenly the black man with a large tall body was already sitting on the porch chair. His voice that felt very influential, stopped Parmo's footsteps. And it was as if Parmo did not dare to go against that person's words. He too, with his fear, went up to the terrace, to where the great tall man was.

    "Excuse me, sir .." said Parmo who lowered his head in somewhat fear. That person was very authoritative and looked sinister.

    "Not to be afraid .... Thank you for clearing the way. Tomorrow again if sweeping, please all swept the way. Let it look clean and tidy. The figure of the house is good and looks neat in front of it is dirty...it is not good" said the man with a very strong voice heard in the ear and the inner Parmo.

    "Excuse me, sir .." said Parmo again who still lowered his head in fear.

    "This .... Breakfast first ..." said the man who had given a plate containing rice with side dishes to Parmo. A cup of warm tea is still in the next door Parmo sits.

    "Excuse me, sir .." said Parmo as he received the plate containing breakfast, and still did not dare to look at the man's face. He ate breakfast on a plate.

    "This is the warm tea .... Drink, let's not drag ..." said the man.

    Certainly without answering, Parmo immediately took a glass and drank it. Again, Parmo was astonished. The warm tea he drank, it tasted really good. Viscous, fragrant, delicious and refreshing. Even the delicious taste of warm tea it up to the tubers. I don't know what tea he made. Just this time he tasted a wonderful tea.

    "Thank you, Mr. .., for breakfast and tea .... I was absolutely full ..." said Parmo thanking him for being given breakfast.

    "Yes .., there if you want to go home ..." said the man, who immediately lifted the dishes and glasses that had been clean spent by Parmo. Without the slightest rest.

    Parmo immediately stood up, greeting the man. And what he dared to do, kissed the black burly hand. Then get off the terrace, go to the bike.

    So did the big black tall man, stepping towards the gate. But stop at the door. Waiting for Parmo to come out of the courtyard.

    "Just walk, let me close the gate. Don't poke by .... Be careful on the road." said the man as Parmo, who had been riding a motorcycle, passed by the gate, where the man was standing.

    Of course Parmo according to. Dare not to say anything. Never argue, just look at his face in fear. But secretly, Parmo sees the man from his motorcycle spy. And at that instant, Parmo was shocked and confused. The man was no longer visible in his rearview motorbike. Spontaneous Parmo stepped on the brakes, stopping the motor. Then look at the fence of the house. The gate is closed. But the tall, black man was no longer there.

    With the position still sitting in the motorcycle seat, Parmo look. Find the person who gave you breakfast. But that man is gone. I don't know where. So quickly the man left. Even if you go home, it must also be the road, which of course takes time. But how strange is it, how fast does that guy flash back to his house?

    Parmo's fur directly slit. He was again haunted by a fear that was increasingly uncooperative. He also directly ramped his motorbike, immediately escaping from that place.

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    "Haha .... It's people who work at Grandpa's place .... It was common for those people to come to Melian's house. But the ones encountered and the ones helped, it's just the good guys .... You did a good thing there .... You should be grateful to have been given a good breakfast ..." said Ms. Indra who laughed at her scared sister-in-law telling people in the store.

    "Ooo ...." Parmo.

    "Where is the grandfather, Ms ...?" taya's sisters-in-law.

    "Say near there, near Babah Ho's house .... But I have never been invited to his house" replied Ms Indra.

    "Sik Indra has also been interviewed ...?" ask his brother-in-law.

    "Earlier .... Yes, that clean-up time .... Also invited to chat on the terrace chair it .... This, who sent the aquarium in front of it, the Grandpa ..." said Ms. Indra strengthened her sisters' belief not to be afraid to go to Melian's house.

    "Ooo ..." His sisters gawked all.