DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 185: DEPARTURE TO JAKARTA

    Time passes quickly. Days passed without feeling. Until the time comes Melian must go to Jakarta, to start the lecture. Of course it was felt very heavy for Juminem to release the departure of his son. And clearly, Juminem must have shed tears.

    But anyway, it was all for the sake of the science that Melian would demand. Inevitably, Juminem must breathe sincerely, and of course with a prayer for his son to succeed. It is not good to add to the burden of his son's mind, just because of a momentary kangen.

    Actually, Melian also felt hard to leave her mother. Poor with his mother who will stay home alone. The cheerful face that usually emanated in Melian's aura, now no longer visible, as he said goodbye to his mother. That kangen taste is definitely coming.

    Unlike Jamil, who is proud of his son. Have a beautiful, diligent and intelligent child. The school always gets a ranking. The value is always good. Especially now that his son will leave for Jakarta, I am in a famous college, entering without tests. It was very proud of the old man. While the other children were still confused looking for a place to go to college, enrolling here and there, many were not accepted, For Melian everything passed without a hitch. So when he was going to take his son to the airport in Semarang, his smile continued to expand. Happy to deliver a child who will succeed. That is one of the spirits of parents to children.

    That morning, Irul was ready at Pak Jamil's house. Will take Melian to Ahmad Yani Airport in Semarang. Juminem with a radiant face, carrying his son's bag of shells. Get in the car, sit down with Melian in the middle seat. Jamil is dragging a large suitcase, containing Melian's clothes. The suitcase was put into the back trunk. Then Jamil to the seat to the left of Irul. Melian is wearing a pink sweater. Holding his mother's hand.

    Actually, Jamil wants to tune himself. Even once said will invite Mas Tarno. But Melian ngeyel asked for the nyopiri Mas Irul. He said let Mas Irul all of you deliver and give prayers to him who will leave for Jakarta. At least later there will be a parting word from Melian to Mas Irul.

    "The ticket has been taken ...?" ask Irul.

    "Already, Mas ..." replied Melian who checked in a small test that was placed on her waist.

    "C.C ...?" ask Irul again.

    "Already, Mas .... ATM already, HP already, this is inside a mini bag .... Invitation letter from the university, diploma, report also already, I put in the suitcase all." replied Melian who had opened her wallet.

    "We're leaving ..." said Irul who started running his car.

    Slowly Irul runs the car of Taruna, out of the yard of Pak Jamil's house in Kampung Naga. Then down the road pantura to Semarang. Once on the highway, of course Irul accelerate the speed of his car.

    "Don't speed, Mas Irul .... Slow down ..." said Jamil who several times had worried about the speed of the car driven by Irul.

    "Yes, Sir .... But we have to catch the flight schedule .... Don't be late." replied Irul who remained vigilant in driving his car.

    "Indeed, if the passenger has not arrived, do not wait to, Mas ...?" ask Juminem who does not understand about how to get on a plane.

    "If it's too late yes left to, Mbak Jum .... Even thirty minutes before, it must have been checked in" Irul explained to Juminem.

    "Ooo .... I see, yeah ....??? Iha check in what the hell, Mas ...?? " Juminem certainly does not go back.

    "Check in it's a re-list for boarding, Mak .... That ticket was recorded by the officer when the man came. Passengers show the same ticket ID. To check passengers who have come and who have not" explained Melian.

    "Ooo .... Like that ...? How complicated is it, want to get on a plane ...?" juminem said again.

    "For the sake of security, Mak .... No one who does not buy a ticket can enter the airport .... Not like taking a bus, can enter from anywhere." explained Melian again.

    "Tomorrow when we get on a plane, Friday .... We went to Jakarta together to see Melian, well ..., take a plane .... Let me know what it's like to get on a plane .... That's it, Mas Irul ...." Jamil gave his wife hope.

    "Yes, Kang ...?! I got on the plane .... Want to know how it feels .... How many passenger planes, can fly .... Strange ..." said Juminem who was certainly curious.

    "Indeed Mas Irul never boarded a plane ...?" ask Melian to Irul.

    "Cik Indra who used to work at the bank, if the task is to Jakarta, often take a plane .." replied Irul.

    "Means Mas Irul has never been ...? Well, sometime we go to Jakarta by plane, Mas Irul ..." said Jamil.

    "Excite, Sir ...." Irul answered casually.

    Without feeling, the car has passed in the driveway to the airport. There's a ticket-withdrawing officer post. Irul pays for parking tickets. Then go back slowly again. At the entrance of the airport was already queuing up the car that was about to enter. There will be passengers, but there will also be people who will pick up. Irul continued to follow the car in front of him, until he reached the parking lot. The car in front of him stopped at the parking lot. Irul, who does not know how to drop off passengers, stopped in the parking lot. Then all the passengers got off in the parking lot, then headed to the airport building.

    Melian, who was carrying a backpack and a small srempang bag where her wallet and HP and tickets were, walked in front. Heading to the entrance. Jamil, dragging a large suitcase filled with Melian's clothes, walks with Juminem, who follows his son.

    Irul is behind Jamil and Juminem. Of course Irul while looking at the cars that arrive. He realized he was wrong. Irul watched every car that came to a stop in front of the building on the west side. Then from the car there was a passenger who got off, which then the passenger went to the entrance. Apparently if you drop off passengers, not in the parking lot in the field. But stop right in the front yard of the entrance. Well, it's Irul's first experience to the airport.

    "Passengers sign ticket and KTP .... Please come in through here. The introduction must not go in, stop outside" said the entrance guard, wearing dark blue pants and light blue clothes, and wearing a peci with her emblems.

    Jamil stopped immediately without telling, until Juminem hit him. Of course because it has been told to stop by the officer for the examination.

    Melian who also stopped, but did not enter. He opened his small bag tucked in the waist, picked up a ticket and a ID. It will be shown to the airport staff.

    "Pak-e .., Mak-e. Melian went in alone." said Melian to her mother's father, who was certainly sad to be separated for a long time.

    "Be careful, Nduk .... Don't forget if you have reached the phone directly Pak-e or Cik Indra .... Mak-e was told yes, Nduk ..." said Juminem with tears.

    "Let's hurry, the entry .... Let's not get in the way ..." said the officer who reminded Melian.

    Melian took off her mother's embrace, then hugged her father. Of course say goodbye and ask for blessing. The last one hugged Irul. The two people, Melian and Irul embraced very affectionately. If you do not know, it must be considered his girlfriend or husband and wife. Yes, Irul is very dear to Melian. Likewise Melian, very spoiled on Irul.

    After taking off her embrace from Irul, Melian stepped up to the entrance attendant, while showing her the ticket. Then his backpack and small bag were put into the detector machine. Irul sent his suitcase to the detector. Melian stepped into the door of the detector. After that waved to the three people he loved, who continued to pay attention to Melian despite having entered the airport room.

    There was an officer inside the airport. Melian immediately asked for the help of security officers, while showing her tickets. Where should he check in. The airport worker helped her, even pushing her suitcase. Melian followed the clerk, who showed me the check-in place.

    Melian is happy, because it turns out that at the airport it is not like at the bus terminal. The people are nice, friendly and willing to help. Although it looks complicated, it turns out delicious. The large suitcase that Melian was carrying, did not have to be pushed alone onto the plane. But once checked in, the large suitcase itself goes into the trunk of the plane. Melian only received a piece of paper as proof of carrying the luggage.

    "Please enter the waiting room, Ma'am .... Enter through door one. The plane was ten" airport officials said of the check-in section of the plane that Melian was boarding.

    "Thank you, Ma'am .." replied Melian who immediately asked the security guard, to enter the waiting room.

    After being pointed out by the security guard, Melian went back through the door of the detector as she was about to enter the waiting room. Back through the examination. The officer asked for the ticket and ID. The ticket has been changed which has a seat number. After no problems, Melian was welcome to enter the waiting room.

    Melian looked at the digital clock on the airport wall. Nineteen o'clock fifteen. Still long enough to wait. Melian who had just entered was looking for an empty seat. But apparently full. But he went around trying to find. The waiting room was quite spacious and cold due to its AC fluttering from various directions. Of course, it causes the descent of urine. Melian looked around, looking for a restroom. Because later if on the plane, it will be difficult if you want to defecate.

    "Sorry, sir ..., where's the little room, huh?" melian asked the airport officer in the back.

    "The toilet is there, Ma'am .." said the security guard, pointing out the place.

    "O, yes .... Thank you, sir ..." said Melian who headed straight to the restroom.

    After finishing the toilet, Melian returned to look for an empty seat. But how shocked he was, when he saw the waiting room was his seat that was penug, now many were empty. Surely his men are already on a plane. So Melian was worried, lest the passengers of the plane had been told to enter. If that were true, he would have missed the plane. When he went to the toilet, there must have been a notification of the plane, but he did not hear.

    Because of that worry and fear, Melian immediately ran forward, heading to door one, just as the check-in officer said in front of earlier. Door one is tightly closed. Of course Melian was getting scared if she was left behind. Then he ran to the security guard in the back, who he asked where the toilet was. I asked if the plane had left.

    "Sir, sorry .... Has this plane left already, yes ...?" melian asked the officer while showing her the ticket.

    The officer asked for the ticket and read the ticket. Must have seen the name of the plane and the time of departure.

    "Yet, Ma'am .... I'll just open the door soon. Please wait, sit in the front seat of that one door over there" the clerk told Melian, pointing out a place to wait.

    "Thank you, sir ..." plong Melian's heart. His worry, his fear of being left behind by the plane turned out to be wrong. This time, he will be on a plane. Especially in the car, when leaving, Mas Irul told me that it was too late to be left behind. The schedule of the plane was correct. Unlike transportation that is always looking for passengers.

    Ten o'clock less than a quarter, door one opened by officers. There were two women standing there. They are airline employees who work in the passenger departure section.

    "Airplane to Jakarta, please enter through here ..." said the officer. One by one the passengers came in. The officer ripped off that part of the ticket for the airline's admisnistration check. While half are held by passengers, to match their seats.

    Melian followed the entrance queue. Then walk to the field, heading to the plane stairs. Melian also looked at the people in front of her. Until you get on the plane. Then look for a seat according to the number on the ticket. Melian sat by the window. I will be watching the view from that window.

    "Sorry, Ma'am ..., the bag can be put on top?" a flight attendant with a pretty dress up asked for Melian's bag to put in the top trunk.

    "Yes, Mother .... Thank you." Thank you." Melian gave me her backpack.

    "Please turn off HP, yes .." said the flight attendant again.

    "Yes, Mother .... Thank you." replied Melian who immediately opened the sling bag and turned off her HP.

    "The seatbelt was worn ..." said the flight attendant again.

    Melian immediately picked up the seatbelt that was on the seat, which was occupied. Trying to wear it. Yes, the principle is the same as the car belt. But apparently, a few moments later, there was a demonstration of passenger safety. Two flight attendants demonstrated how to wear a seatbelt, how to open a belt, how to wear a lifeguard, how to wear an oxygen mask, and how to explain how and how to evacuate if the plane had an accident. The flight attendant explained in Indonesian and English.

    Melian nodded. Then read the safety manual in the seat pocket in front of him.

    Next, after the flight attendant sat down, the plane began to run fast. Getting faster and moving. And suddenly .... "Whussssss ........"

    The plane has swooped up. Fly in the air. Of course Melian was a bit surprised. This is the first experience to remember when you get back on the plane tomorrow.