DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 244: RETURN TO JAKARTA

    Melian will be graduating soon. He has to take care of his registration and equipment. At least prepare the graduation toga and what clothes will be worn later. So that afternoon, Jamil with Juminem, drove Melian to Tawang Station. Melian's going to take the night train. Tomorrow morning will arrive in Jakarta. The night trip on the train was more comfortable and quiet. At least I can sleep well. Know it has arrived at the destination.

    From Gambir Station, Melian immediately took a taxi to Ciliwung. The Tranformer Village. Go back to the scavengers who are already part of his community.

    Jakarta is not the name, if the dawn of the people is still sleeping. Moreover, Kampung Transformer, whose inhabitants are scavengers. Even before the chickens crowed, the people in this Transformer Village were already busy with their work. That is around the village, in and out of the alley, looking for junk. If they leave misfortune or a little late, then the result will not be much junk obtained. He lost first with his friends. junkyards that are usually placed in front of the house or in the trash, have been first taken by people.

    When the taxi that Melian boarded entered the yard of Transformer Village, the day was not yet bright. But in that place there were already some people pushing the junkyard. And as soon as they saw who got off the taxi, they immediately ran to greet him.

    "Melian Miss ...!" shouted the wagon carrier who first saw the person who got off the taxi.

    "Sister Melian ...!" the other sahut.

    "Hi ..., hello .... Good morning everyone ..." said Melian who just got out of the taxi.

    "Sister Melian .... Welcome back .... We miss Melian .." said the teenage boy who also welcomed Melian.

    "Yes .... Brother misses you all too .... Please help bring his souvenirs, yes ..." said Melian who while taking the luggage in the trunk of the taxi.

    And the teenagers who had been pushing the scavenger cart, rushed straight to the trunk of the taxi, lifting all of Melian's luggage. Pretty much. Directly raised on the wagon. Melian deserves to choose to take the train, if you get on a plane, you must have paid for luggage that exceeds the load. Of course the cost is very expensive. If you take the train, no problem with luggage. The important thing is to bring it. At most only pay the porter who brings.

    After he finished lifting all his luggage, Melian paid for his taxi. Sure plus a tip. At least divide the sustenance to others, namely the taxi driver who has delivered it.

    "Camsia, Ms. .." said the taxi driver. The taxi driver should be surprised, why there are beautiful pox, how to get off at the scavenger's residence? And surprisingly, the scavengers in the village were very familiar with the beautiful Chinese girl.

    Still full of question marks in his mind, the taxi driver turned his car around, and was about to return to the base at Gambir Station. Looking for passengers on the road. Mumpung day is still morning, looking for sustenance as much as possible.

    Melian together with the teenagers who pushed the junkyard, towards the residence, in an antique house made of used goods.

    "Melian ...!! Welcome to the village of transformers .. " cried his fellow volunteer who was staying at an antique house. Students from Pajajaran, Bandung.

    "Yes..., I came back ..." said Melian who immediately shook hands with her friend.

    "Sister Melian ..., where's this stuff?" ask the scavengers who brought his things.

    "O, yes .... Please later when the morning is bright, all these souvenirs you share to the entire community. This is no presto bandeng, there is wingko tripe, there is honey mongso same enting-enting. You share it equally, yes .... Anyway a little bit but most of all ..." said Melian who handed the gift to three teenage scavengers who had brought the goods.

    "Yes .... Thank you, sister .." said the teenagers, of course with a very happy feeling.

    "Return the love ..." said Melian.

    The three teenagers immediately took the cart with the products of his trunks to the junkyard storage. Then go around to the halfway houses, distributing souvenirs given by Melian.

    Meanwhile, in a unique house, a volunteer friend who was there, told about the events that befell Akbar.

    "Mel ..., Akbar is dead .... Got into an accident" said his friend.

    "Yes .... I've got news. Friends have sent SMS. But I still have business in Java, so it is impossible to go back directly. How's the body being managed?" ask Melian who would like to know the process.

    "His parents are from Sumatra. It just so happens that many of Akbar's brothers live in Jakarta. So no problem .... Direct fast motion. Friends also help. Someone took the ambulance to deliver to Sumatra." his friend told him.

    "Thankful .... Is there a prayer for the deceased?" ask Melian.

    "Yes .... Even up to three nights .... The place is here .... All the residents stop by, women, children are also in prayer .... We are tahlilan. That led even Mr. Man ..." his friend's story again.

    "Thankful .... I'm glad to hear it ..." said Melian again.

    "The problem is that friends at wonder .., why Akbar really want to be invited to take a walk to the top. Is Akbar's girlfriend, yeah ...?" ask his astonished friend.

    Melian was confused to answer. Want to say his friend, worried later will be prosecuted by his friends. If you want to say that's Akbar's girlfriend, Melian also hesitated. Moreover, actually Melian had just made an approach to Akbar. But so quickly Akbar dated the Princess. If indeed dating, it is true if invited to the same Peak Princess. Of course Melian already knows who Putri, Wijaya's ex-girlfriend who is happy with dugem and freedom. But could Akbar be like that? Or has Akbar been influenced by the Princess to enjoy the way of courtship like a rich child? I don't know.

    "Before the accident, Akbar always ate with the girl. Yeah, at the cafe. Friends say, Akbar with the girl looks friendly ..." said his friend.

    "Hmmm .... How friendly?" ask Melian.

    "Yes, like her boyfriend .." replied her friend.

    "Yes, it's possible .... It is big .... Is old enough. The important thing is that everyone has prayed, and everything is running smoothly and is given convenience. And we who are here, keep remembering the services of Akbar in this place. There's some other news, isn't there?" sahut Melian's.

    "She, Mel .... Yesterday you were sought by Mr. Lecturer .... That, tuh ..." said his friend with a smile knot, as if something was confidential.

    "Whose Lecturer?" ask Melian.

    "Your lecturer .... Young lecturer who once interviewed friends, dsan was able to take pictures of you ..." said the friend who tried to remind Melian. Understandably his friend forgot the name of his lecturer Melian who was looking for.

    "Oi .... Mr. Endang .... What's that?" melian said mentioning the name of his lecturer.

    "Do not know .... He just said he wanted to see Melian. But because you do not exist, friends say that if you go back to Java, Mr. Lecturer was immediately back. Not a message" said his friend.

    "Yes, if you don't order .... It doesn't matter ..." said Melian.

    "Maybe have a crush on you, Mel ..." said his friend teasingly.

    "Because .... It's delicious ...." Melian pinched her friend's waist.

    "When to campus?" ask friend.

    "This is later .... Take a toga for graduation." Melian replied.

    "Huh ...?! Melian already wants graduation ...?! Very quickly ..." his friend was shocked, but also happy.

    "Yes, lah .... It's over." Melian replied.

    "When's the graduation?" ask his friend again.

    "Tomorrow, next week it ..." Melian replied.

    "Tuesday the day after tomorrow it ...? Congratulations, Mel ..." said his friend who immediately congratulated him.

    "Thank you .... Uh, yes .... Plans tomorrow Sunday, my parents want to come here. Wanna watch me graduate .... Sorry in advance if ngrepoti, the plan my parents want me to take nginep here" said Melian.

    "Don't stay at the hotel, Mel?" ask friend.

    "No .... My parents wanted to know a place that gave me a different life. This place has taught me so much, Mer .... Let my parents know." said Melian.

    "Would your parents be able to live in a place like this?" ask friend.

    "Mery .., my parents were poor people. Since childhood, I taught simple life. Just because of his persistence, he could succeed. So if I just live in a place like this, my parents are normal. You don't have to worry, Mer .." explained Melian to her friend, to convince her parents to stay in a scavenger settlement.

    "Yes, I believe, Mel .... The fruit fell not far from the tree. If you can be like this, your parents must be good people, who have a sense of empathy for those who are less fortunate" said his friend.

    "Okay, Mer .... I'm going to take a shower, and I'm going to college .... It's daytime, the road is jammed" said Melian who was about to take a shower.

    "Yes, lah .... I'd like to see Mr. Lecturer .... Ehm ..." his friend again teased.

    "Iih .., what the hell ..." said Melian who certainly tried to pinch his friend. But he's already escaped.