DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 184: DILIGENT GIRL

    As planned when going on vacation to Lasem, which was said to his father and mother, Melian wanted to study trade at the place of Mas Irul and Cik Indra. But I don't want to stay in the store. He will live in the house of Engkong which is now his legacy.

    Melian is brave. Not afraid despite sleeping alone in that enormous ancient house. And every morning, at about seven, Melian was picked up by Parmo, shuffled to the Laris Shop. Melian helps Mas Irul and Cik Indra serve the buyers in Toko Laris. He said, as an internship. Whatever Melian wants. The child if he already has the will to be obeyed. What is important is good and useful. Jamil, his father, always gave up.

    So for his neighbors, especially the mother and father of the breakfast seller, was surprised by Melian, who had morning picked up by Parmo.

    "Parmo ..., how come you pick up Melian every morning where to go ...?" asked the mother of the breakfast seller, when he met Parmo who passed in front of him, and immediately stopped his motorbike.

    "Let's work to, ma'am ..." replied Parmo.

    "Lhoh ..., what is work ...? He said he wanted to study in Jakarta ...?" ask the mother.

    "It's still a holiday .... Rather than bengong, nganggur ngethekur, it is better to work .... You have enough busyness and also get paid ..." replied Parmo.

    "Oo .., so yeah .... China is so beautiful indeed sregepnya not because .... Already pinter, beautiful, sregep and want to work just anyone .., breakfast only yes nrimo .... It must have been taught by his father and mother. His parents are rich" said the breakfast seller's mother.

    "Yes, Madam .... I'm sorry, I'm going to pick up Non Melian first ..." said Parmo, who runs the bike.

    "Ee, yes .... Be careful, Mas Parmo ..." said the mother, who also went straight into the stall again.

    Parmo immediately opened the gate of the house, then entered the courtyard of Melian's house. Go up to the terrace, turn off the light switch.

    "Melian ...!!" Parmo called the girl he was going to pick up.

    No answer voice. Parmo tried to look through the window. But also not seeing anyone. But his ears heard the sound of water. Melian must be still in the shower. Parmo came back down from the terrace. Going to the side, to take a broom and crank.

    But at that time, on the road there is a motor stop, even though the engine has not been turned off. Parmo turned towards the road. There were two men on the bike. The two young men looked at Parmo, as if full of probing. Then who drives the motor, pulling the gas. The motor is biplayer-blayer. His voice is noisy. Of course, the people around the place, hearing the sound of vehicles being driven like campaigners, immediately came out and were angry at the two young men in front of Melian's house.

    "Heh ...!!! Noisy ...!!!" snatched one of the residents.

    "Don't be there ...!!! I throw stones, know your taste ...!!" others also threatened.

    The motor ran straight off that road. Go somewhere. Fear of being scolded by people around the place. Lost is no longer visible.

    Thankfully, Parmo doesn't noise motor sounds anymore. According to Parmo's vision, it was as if the two young men who were in the piggy bank had vented an emotion of anger at him. Because they looked at Parmo with a look like a person who does not like and challenges. But Parmo let alone what had passed. Then he continued his intention to take a broom and crank, sweeping the house until it reached the road.

    "Mas Parmo's .... I'm done .... Let's go ...." Melian exited the house, and also immediately closed the door. Next down to the yard, which of course leads to the Parmo vehicle parked under the mango tree. And of course Melian has been groomed and beautiful, even though only mngenakan knee-length skirt and yellow plaid clothes.

    "Yes, Non .... I finished clearing the way. It's just a rumble of garbage." replied Parmo who of course immediately rushed to finish his work.

    Melian stepped near the gate. Of course want to see Mas Parmo who cleans the streets. And Melian came closer to where Parmo was lifting the trash with his crank. But suddenly, from the back road of Parmo, there was a motorcycle with gas that was fluttered speeding will hit him, he said,

    "Revelation, Mr. Parmo .......!!!!" Melian screamed loudly, so that it surprised Parmo who was lifting the crank filled with garbage with his broom.

    Spontaneous, Parmo who was shocked to hear the screams of Melian who warned him, and realized there was a loud motorbike flashing, he immediately turned his head. Parmo turned his body, looking back, of course want to see the motor coming from behind him. When Parmo turned his body, then automatically crank and broom held by him also twisted. And then, something happened.

    "Bruazht ...... Globragk ........!!!" the sound of impact sounded loud.

    "Mas Parmo ........!!!!" Melian shouted shrillly.

    Parmo was hit by the mischievous biker.

    "What's up ...?!"

    "God ..., collision ...?!"

    "How ...?!"

    "Let's be helped ..., assisted lift ...."

    "Waduh ....?!"

    "How to, this was ...?!"

    "Iki piye, leh ...?!"

    "Lha this is even the bloated boy who mbleyer-mbleyer vehicle earlier, to ...."

    "Ha, yes .... Correct .... This was speeding through my front house."

    "I wanted to throw stones .... I'm right now even bumping people ...."

    "Lha yo, I snapped earlier ..., I've been kicked out .... I'm not kapok that's ...."

    The residents immediately ran out. Huddled up to see the accident. Including the people who were having breakfast at the stall, all of them ran to the road in front of Melian's house. Even the breakfast basket was also running in curiosity. Yes, that morning there was an accident on the road in front of Melian's house.

    "Mas Parmo is okay ...?" ask Melian to Parmo.

    Parmo. He can't talk. His body was lying on the street, hugged by Melian. Only his head was looking at the crowd. He doesn't remember what happened.

    "Let's be carried ..., take it in ..." said a man who had held Parmo's body, and raised it with his neighbors. Then Parmo's body was placed on the terrace of Melian's house. Melian already put the makasar mattress there.

    "Grab some warm tea, soaked .... Let the power recover" said another.

    Parmo was seated, then given a drink. Of course there was a warm tea running down his throat, making Parmo powerful again. He began to wake up with his memory again.

    "Parmo Mas nothing ...?!" Melian who was worried, of course still menijit-pijit Parmo body.

    "It's okay .... I'm not papa ...." Parmo can answer. Even then stand up.

    "Alhamdulillah ....." The people who surrounded Parmo immediately gave thanks. Of course it's nice to see Parmo who's okay.

    But on the street, people were still swarming around the two young men who were riding motorcycles that hit Parmo. The two people sat down while grimacing in pain on the side of the road. His hand on the blisters. His leg must have hurt too. At least bruises from impact. Next to the two people in pain lay a crank made of oil blek that was scattered was destroyed and a broom that was scattered on their seats. Yeah, well, the crank and the broom were hit by their motor.

    The people did not help the two men, but instead scolded them. Of course, the people are upset by the actions of the two naughty young men, especially with the muffler that mute the voice. Make bud ears.

    "Your captain when ...!!"

    "Thank you no modar ...!!"

    "Tomorrow if this way is still crossing and speeding, I call arit ...!!"

    "Where is your house ...?!! I report to your lurah ...!!"

    "Ampun ..., Sir .... My repentance .... I'm kapok .... Hu ..., hu ..." The two young men who were sitting in pain were crying for mercy.

    "That's why if the person walks slowly .... I was racing .... People are sweeping you hit .... Just read ...!!" snarled the other citizens.

    "Why do you want to turn around the village here ...?! Want to swing, yeah ...?!" snatch another one.

    "No, Mr .... We just want to see Melian ..." answered that one.

    "Yes, Sir .... We just want to see Melian ..." said the other one.

    "You know Melian ...?! You're Melian's friend ...?!" snarl one more citizen.

    "Ndak, Sir .... Just want to see her beauty .." replied the helpless young man.

    "Dreams, you .... Who are you ...?! Indeed Melian wants to see a look like you ...?! Ngaca used to be ..." said one of the fathers whose emotions heard the young man's answer.

    "Lho wong Melian wants to go to work, who picked you up instead hit .... If the child does not go to work, do you not feel sorry ...?! Later the payment is deducted ...!" said the mothers who knew that Parmo was picking up Melian because he wanted to go to work at the Laris Shop.

    "Sorry, pardon .... We want to go home, pardon .." said the two young men who had difficulty waking up, asking permission to go home.

    "Yo wis, kono ndang back .... Cepetan go home ...!!" said residents who were already upset to see the two young men.

    "Well if you dare to come here again ...!!" threaten people who are disturbed.

    "The motor is guided ...! Beware if you hear the sound of ngggeber, I burn ...!!" threaten one of the citizens.

    Then with a limping path, the two young men woke up their badly damaged motorbike. It was a bit troublesome to lead him too. Dare not turn on the machine, because threatened by the citizens. Finally, two young men who limped led his motorcycle with difficulty out of the village. No one can help, which is prohibited by one of the elders of the citizens, he said to be a lesson for the impudent youth.

    "Mas Parmo ndak papa ...?" ask the husband of the breakfast basket who had brought the warm yeh earlier.

    "Ndak papa, sir .... I'm healthy, .." replied Parmo.

    "What is checked at Puskesmas ...?" said another citizen.

    "No, Mr .... I'm okay .... Right, this is you know, all in one .... Thank you for being helped ..." replied Parmo who was okay.

    "Yes if it's okay" said the people who helped him.

    "Nik .., Melian ..., you know the two boys who were hit?" ask a father who had scolded the young man who hit Parmo.

    "No, Mr .... Why is that, Mr ...?" melian replied, who immediately wanted to know.

    "Ooo .... Then the two young men were madik-madik .... Stole want to know Nik Melian .... You need to be more alert and careful, Nik .... Surely when we stay here later, a lot of men try to disturb you" the father told Melian.

    "Yes, Sir .... Thank you for being informed .... May the Almighty protect all of us, our village is safe nothing happens ..." replied Melian who is certainly happy the villagers had wanted to help Mas Parmo.

    "Aamiiiiinnn ..." The citizens also confirmed Melian's words.

    "Egh ..., this is Nik Melian really want to work ...?" ask one of the mothers.

    "Rubber, Ma'am .... This is Mas Parmo actually invited me to work. But ..., well the name is also fate, everything has been determined by God. If there was no collision, surely the father's mother was not all on coming here. Thank you yes, Mr. .., Ms. ..." said Melian, who was happy to have her house mobbed.

    "Goddess .... Jebul Nonik Melian is not a child of gedingan .... Sregep ..." said the mother.

    "Lha yes, the children of rich people just want to work, my son who kere told to work he replied just males .., males ..., males .... You doormat boy ..." Another mother's dream.

    "Bu ..., Sir .... What work is important halal .... Surely our sustenance will be a blessing of barokah ...." Now replace Melian who lectured the citizens.

    "Fortunate to have a girl like this .... Been beautiful, diligent and good .... Would it not, if I take it as a ghost ...?" said one.

    "Lha wong your son doormat hoping to have a diligent ghost .... Already there is a proposition .., good people will get good people too .... A diligent girl, yes must be a virgin who sregep ..." replied the people who were there.