DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 25: YEARNING FOR GRANDCHILDREN

    The tragic event of a fire explosion that occurred in the crematorium, which resulted in the husband and husband of the family Babah Ho so burned it has passed. But the incident actually left a very terrible scar.the husband and wife's body no longer looks good, does not look beautiful. But it's scary. Because all over his body appeared keloit krut-krut not because of the disgusting black color. Starting from the head to the feet. Even the burnt hair did not grow anymore, only the scalp was wrinkled like a dry and wrinkled lime peel.

    Of course it only adds its own suffering for the two people. The husband, who used to be fat white, and of course clean neat, now he can no longer show off his body. Embarrassed by his ugly, disgusting and frightening condition. Because of his embarrassment, the man did not want to go out of the house. Afraid to see people.

    So too are women. If he used to be able to show off beauty, consider himself smooth, smooth skin, has no defects, he looks perfect, everything is there. Now, he feels very suffering. He feels so useless. He felt his life was in vain. He was ashamed of his horrible, disgusting, and frightening state. His entire body left an extremely pitiful burn scar. He was ashamed to see people. Just like her husband, she did not want to leave the house.

    But in addition to the husband and wife who are certainly sad with the condition of his body that became disabled, but his children also bear the burden of shame. At school his friends mocked. Children bullied. His parents were said to be such terrifying monsters. Surely his children who are still in school are also embarrassed and do not want to go to school for fear of being ridiculed by his friends.

    Despite the sad events that happened to the Babah Ho family, now Babah Ho can only resign to his fate. It must have been arranged by God. Slowly Babah Ho and his wife began to organize their lives again. The two of them had started to frequent his stall. Although most of them are his assistants. Importantly the kiosk began its path to serve the customers. And gradually, Babah Ho's stall began to bustle again.

    After his return from Semarang because he had to participate in the ceremony of burning the bodies of his family, and already felt more relieved, Babah Ho began to remember the fate of his grandson, Melian. Yes, yesterday when preoccupied with endless difficulties, of course Babah Ho does not take care of his grandson. Moreover, he knew that Melian had been invited by people. It must not be a problem in his life, and instead lighten his burden when he has to take care of successive deaths.

    Of course after his house was deserted, Babah Ho again remembered and missed his grandson. Even though his mother was no longer there, and after a week more did not know the news about his grandson, he was,

    Likewise, his wife, whom people call Ms. Jun, was now confused to ask her granddaughter. So he sent one of the servants serving at his stall to look for Melian brought by Jamil and Juminem, who he said was his home in the Sarang area. Of course, the grandmother wants to meet her grandson who now has no father and mother.

    Without asking anything, the young man who helped serve buyers at Babah Ho's kiosk immediately set off on a motorcycle commonly used to deliver customer order shopping. The man, who was about twenty-two years old, who people often called Mas Irul, went straight to the village shown by customers who knew the area. Yes, Mas Irul will find Jamil's house.

    It is not difficult to find Jamil's house. The people all know. That's the familiarity of rural communities. Although the distance of his house was very far, they knew his neighbors. Everybody knows. Many even call him a brother or sister. Yes, that's an advantage possessed by the villagers. His sense of family and familiarity was very strong. In addition, helping each other and helping each other is a trait that needs to be exemplified. The empathy between people is incredible. Then once asked, would have met immediately.

    "Sir, tanya .... Mas Jamil's house where is Juminem's mother, yes ...?" asked Mas Irul when he had just entered the village, even though the houses of the people were still far away. Yes, Mas Irul stopped his motorbike and immediately asked at the village boundary.

    "Oo .., Kang Jamil .... There continue .... Still pretty far away. What do you want?" ask the middle-aged man being questioned.

    "There is a need with Kang Jamil .... Said Babah Ho ..." replied Mas Irul who had turned off the engine.

    "Then I mbonceng .... I'll take you to Kang Jamil's house." said the man.

    "Yes, thank you .... Monggo ..." said Mas Irul who immediately drove the vehicle again.

    The man immediately hugged Mas Irul, to show Jamil's house. Not walking from the fields to Jamil's house.

    "Just keep it up .... Straight, follow this path continue ..." said the man who was piggybacking.

    "Yes, Mr. .." said Irul who certainly can not ride his motorcycle fast, said, because the entrance of the village was only dipped with fragments of limestone that is indeed widely found in the area.

    "In search of Kang Jamil to be told what, Mas ...?" ask the piggybacked man.

    "Told to send his grandson Babah Ho .... Engkong with Mother kangen." replied Irul.

    "Ooooo .... So that little boy Juminem was Babah Ho's grandson ...?" The father said while asking.

    "Yes .... Her name is Melian, her mother passed away that week. His father had also died shot during the demo." replied Irul, of course while concentrating on driving his vehicle.

    "Well, what a pity .... That little boy is already an orphan ..." said the father.

    "This is to the right what's left, sir ...?" ask Irul when there is a crossroad.

    "Straight, Mas .... Slow down." replied the father.

    "Hop .., hops ..., ho .... Stop here." said the father.

    Irul immediately stopped his vehicle, slightly pulled over to the left side. He has arrived at the village. Indeed, the village is still lacking the touch of road construction. All the roads look yellowish white, because it is only made from the rumble of limestone used to harden the road.

    "This is Mas Jamil's house, sir ...?" asked Irul to the father who had come down from his bonds.

    "Hehehe .... This is my home .... I'm down here. Lha .., Mas Jamil's house. Thank you yes ..., it has been confirmed .... Monggo pinarak ..." said the father, who apparently told him to stop in front of his house. But indeed Jamil's house was near, and was immediately shown. He was a close neighbor of Jamil.

    "Oh, nggih ..., sir .... Maturnuwun." shut Irul who immediately advanced the vehicle to the yard of Jamil's house.

    That afternoon, of course Jamil's house was deserted. Door's closed. Jamil worked on digging up limestone. While Juminem is in the house sleeping with his favorite child.

    "Collanova .... Kolkata .... Artemiss ...." Irul said hello at the door.

    "Monggos .... A moment ..." a voice sounded from inside the house. Female voice. That must be Juminem's voice.

    As soon as he heard the sound of people visiting, Juminem immediately got out of bed. He opened the door to see who was visiting.

    "Who, Yes ...?" ask Juminem.

    "I helped sell Babah Ho in Lasem Market, this was told by Babah Ho to meet Mas Jamil ..." said Irul to Juminem.

    "God .... Kang Jamil is still working ..." - Juminem.

    "Distant work?" ask Irul who wants to know the location, maybe it will be followed.

    "Away, leh .... Wong Kang Jamil is a limestone laborer .." replied Juminem.

    "Waduh ...?!" Irul looks confused.

    "What's wrong, Mas ...?" ask Juminem who would also like to know.

    "Annu .... Babah Ho to meet his grandson .... Melian was told to go home ..." said Irul explained.

    "God .... Tell me to send Melian, to .... Yes already, later that afternoon if Kang Jamil has come home I invite Melian. Don't worry, I'll take it .... No need to say to the police ..." said Juminem agreed to take Melian to his grandparents' house.

    "Oh, nggih .... I will tell Babah Ho. Then I go straight home. Maturnuwun ..." said Irul who immediately said goodbye.

    "Lho ..., don't drink first?" Juminem.

    "No .... Thank you .... Wong shop is still crowded, kok ..." said Irul who already wanted to go to his motorcycle.

    "Yes already .... Be careful on the road, yes ..." said Juminem ordered on Irul.

    As far as Irul from the Juminem home page, of course Juminem's heart changed with a variety of feelings that are not careless. Between wanting to give Melian to her grandparents, but also felt unwilling to give the beautiful child. Understandably, it has been two weeks Melian he approached lovingly. Juminem must have loved the baby. Moreover, for many years he was married has not been blessed momongan. He must have wanted very much to have a child. Surely Melian's presence in her life is a cure to fill her family's loneliness all along.

    But when the messenger Babah Ho comes, asking Juminem to deliver Melian to his grandparents, Juminem will definitely lose his baby who has just comforted his life.