DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 22: MELIAN MY SON

    After Cik Lan's funeral, all the mourners returned home. So did Babah Ho's family. There were only a few close relatives from Babah Ho who returned to Babah Ho's house. Now Babah Ho's house is deserted, the people who have been serving. In the yard of the house only a pile of iron chairs waiting for the rental owner to take. Likewise, the road in front of Babah Ho's house, there are no vehicles. Only Jamil's butut motorcycle remained, the only vehicle still perched on the side of the road.

    After returning home from the funeral by bus, of course Juminem tired. So Juminem asked Jamil who carried Melian. Similarly, Melian, even though the little baby was just carried or on a bench, but the vibration of the bus and the journey a little far away made the child already asleep. Melian deep in the deck of Jamil.

    Jamil, who was carrying the sleeping Melian, walked into Babah Ho's house. Not to miss Juminem who was holding her husband's arm, with a shawl draped over his shoulder, waving at the back of his butt. The other end of the shawl was closed to Melian's head, so that the boy would not overheat. They stepped slowly, of course with a bit of fear.

    On the porch of Babah Ho's house were several people sitting on chairs. Everyone there must be Babah Ho's family. Yeah, they're all white and narrow-eyed. At least they are still brothers with Babah Ho. It could be them cocoa or poisons Ms. Lan. So there was still blood relation with Melian, the little boy Jamil was carrying.

    "Excuse me.." said Jamil, who was standing in front of the terrace with Juminem.

    There's no answer. The people sitting on the terrace did not see Jamil and Juminem standing. They are busy with their own conversations.

    "Excuse me .... Assalammualaikum ..." replace the Juminem who gave his greetings. But it's the same. No one noticed.

    "Excuse me ...!" this time Jamil said his greetings in a louder voice. Of course it means that the people in the house can hear. And supposedly, Jamil's voice could be heard even inside the house.

    But apparently the people there still do not care about Jamil's voice.

    "God, Kang .... I see how no one hears .... What's pretending not to hear, huh Kang ...?!" juminem said to her husband.

    "Maybe not heard .... Understandably, they are still busy dealing with various funeral needs. You know to, the funeral is sort of and old ..." said Jamil who did not want to be prejudiced.

    "Yes, let's repeat together, Kang .... Louder to be heard ..." said Juminem invited her husband to give a greeting.

    "Excuse me ...! Good day ...!" greetings to both of them at the same time. Compact and hard.

    Yes, this time the greeting spoken by Jamil and Juminem was heard by the people on the porch of Babah Ho's house. Some people had already turned to look at Jamil and Juminem who were standing in front of the terrace. There was even a woman who approached towards Jamil and Juminem stood up. And then followed by the fat man, who was probably the husband of the woman who approached Jamil and Juminem. But it seems that the woman who approached Jamil and Juminem had a rather unfavorable face. His face had been bent, a sign of displeasure at seeing the whereabouts of Jamil and Juminem in front of the house.

    "Heh ...! What do you want ...?!!"

    Is correct. The sound came out of the woman's mouth,

    "Annu .... This I want anu ...." Juminem became groggy hearing the woman's snaps.

    "You what ...?! You know, we're just in trouble .., just buried our dead family .... How come you come begging .... Go there!!" the fat man also scolded Jamil and Juminem.

    Of course Jamil and Juminem directly lowered their heads. Afraid and did not dare to look at the fat man. Let alone Juminem, the village woman who had never communicated with the townspeople. Surely Juminem didn't dare anything anymore.

    "Jum, let's just go home ..." whispered jamil to his wife.

    "Lha what's this kid, Kang ...?" juminem asked softly in her husband's ear.

    "We live on this patio floor only. Keep us coming home." proposed Jamil.

    "Yes, Kang .... Agree." said Juminem who immediately pulled the scarf, then the shawl was placed on the floor terrace.

    Next Jamil put Melian's body still asleep, placed on a scarf cloth held by his wife on the terrace floor, just on the edge of the terrace and the ground of the yard. Of course Jamil and Juminem want to leave the place immediately. They did not want to deal with those fiercely rich people.

    However, that was only limited to Jamil and Juminem's plan.

    "Heh ..., heh ..., heh ...!! Is this ...?! Whose child ...?!" said the woman who had hit him.

    Of course, now not only the two who may be husband and wife, but the other family, the Babah Ho brothers have many who surround the edge of the terrace where the tiny baby was laid by Jamil. Everyone looked at the baby. He looked at Jamil and Juminem. Of course all showed a wry, cynical and unhappy face.

    "Thank this baby ...!! If you don't get taken away, I'll kick your baby ...!!" snapped the fat man.

    "Quick take it, take it away from here ...!! If it's not taken quickly, I throw it away ...!!" sniped the other one.

    Jamil fear. Let alone Juminem, he just looked down in fear. Without asking his wife's consideration, the baby that was laid was immediately bolted with his shawl cloth, then carried and quickly left the courtyard of Babah Ho's house. Sure while dragging Juminem's hand.

    "Aahh ..., uhhhh .... Aahh ..., uhhhh .... Stop, Kang ...." Juminem kembis invited to run her husband.

    "Yes, Kang .... Slowly .... My chest is a little .. " said Juminem who had received the baby he was carrying immediately.

    Jamil's been tuning his old motor. Gas has roared. I want to leave that place immediately. Juminem was already piggybacking while holding Melian in front, who was squeezed on her husband's back. Then the old motorbike roared away from the place that he thought was scary. Of course with a heart that beats in fear. Luckily Melian did not wake up. The baby was sleeping well. Even as if sleeping on a soft mattress, so it does not feel if the drifting, carried away or clamped Jamil and Juminem. He also did not hear the noise and clashing that disturbed him.

    On the way, Jamil only focuses on seeing the road. Although his mind is chaotic, but he remains vigilant across the village road which is only a sequence of flattened limestone rocks.

    Likewise Juminem, who was silent did not flinch. She only concentrated on carrying the baby who was in the motorcycle seat to piggyback on her husband. But actually Juminem's mind is also not careless. Must be more fucked up than her husband. Because Juminem is a cowardly woman.

    Because their thoughts are carried on their own feelings, without feeling know-how Jamil's motor has entered the yard of his house. Jamil stopped right in front of the door, then turned off the motor.

    "Lhoh ..., has it arrived, to ...? Cepet once ..." said Juminem who was shocked because her husband's motorbike was already on the terrace which was only a floor of cement sand stucco.

    "It .... There the baby brought in.." replied Jamil who then helped open the door.

    Juminem who was still holding Melian, went straight into the house. Next put Melian's body on the bed mattress.

    "This baby is weird, Kang ..." said Juminem while stroking Melian's forehead.

    "Weird how?" ask Jamil.

    "Sleeping from earlier, put on the floor, there was a sound of snapping, cut into pieces, brought to and fro .... Sleep well." replied Juminem.

    "Baby is like that, when you want to sleep yes sleep .... When you want to wake up, yes wake up ..." Jamil said.

    "Jian ..., outrageous is the Babah Ho family ..." said Juminem again.

    "Maybe they don't know .... We are supposed to beg .... Requesting donations ..." Jamil said.

    "But we've given Melian away, instead this kid wants to be kicked, Kang ..." - denied Juminem.

    "Yes .., maybe they don't know .... She thought Melian was a beggar's son. That, lo ..., is like the beggar who often left the child ..." explains Jamil.

    "Ih .., what an insult .... People like us are beggars, right, Kang ...?" ask Juminem who certainly did not want to be considered like a beggar.

    "Yes .., that's human. If they feel rich, difficult people like us are considered lowly, who deserve to be lovers .." explains Jamil.

    "Yes, Kang .... Though the size of the human is more assessed from the moral yes, Kang ..." timpal Juminem.

    "Yes, just pray .... May the rich be aware and become noble" Jamil said.

    "Hopefully Melian will be a good girl, Kang .... Not like his brothers." said the hopeful Juminem.

    "Amale ...." Jamil smiled at his wife.

    "Lha ..., hold this baby how, Kang ...?" asked the confused Juminem again when he saw Melian.

    "We take care first, while waiting for the circumstances of the mourning of Babah Ho family to be completed. Later If Babah Ho his mind is calm, it will certainly look for." replied Jamil who certainly with a smile.

    "Yes, Kang .... I'm also glad this kid is in our house .... Make our entertainment, Kang ..." said Juminem who certainly really hope that Melian can be treated to great.

    "Yes .... Let's just say Melian is our son. Child custody from God ..." said Jamil who would also be happy.

    "Yes, Kang .... Melian our son .... I'll take care of you as best I can." - Juminem.

    "Mrs .... Ma ..., ma ..., ma ...."

    Melian woke. Probably heard what Juminem said.