
That afternoon after the ashar, after bathing Melian, Juminem invited his son to sit in front of the house, while waiting for her husband to come home. Of course Juminem while humming jerking a teem for his son. Melian also looks happy with the smiles that always stick to her lips.
And Jamil came home from work riding his blind motorbike.
"Hore .... Pak-e went home ..." said Juminem, moving Melian's hand, as if welcoming Jamil's arrival.
"Maye .... My dear ..., my sweet ..., my beautiful .... Kucik .., ucik ..., ucik .... Uchm ..., uh .., uhm ...." Jamil immediately teased Melian who was held by his wife. Her hands immediately poked Melian's cheeks, the baby that was expected to be her child. Of course Jamil is also very fond of the beautiful baby. A long-cherished baby can decorate and enliven his home.
"Eh .., Kang .... Shower first ..." said Juminem who reminded her husband.
"Yes ..." said Jamil who immediately went to the well to draw water.
Juminem followed her husband. While carrying Melian he delivered a message that was said by his employee Babah Ho.
"Kang .., there was an employee Babah Ho who came here ..." said Juminem.
"Create ....?" jamil asked who was shocked to hear the news.
"Yes, I said that Kang Jamil is still working .." replied Juminem.
"Create ....?" ask Jamil again.
"Yes, I said later that if Kang Jamil has come home, we will go to Babah Ho's house .." replied Juminem again.
"That means ...?" again Jamil asked while still drawing water.
"Yes .., later if Kang Jamil has finished bathing, change good clothes, we continue to Babah Ho's house .... Nganter Melian .... He said Babah Ho kangen was his grandson. That is, Kang ..." replied Juminem.
Jamil silently answered. But also silence does not continue to draw water. His hand that was still holding the timba mine came to a halt. His eyes looked far away. Evidence that Jamil is a bit heavy if asked to come to Babah Ho's house. He still remembers the time he was expelled by Babah Ho's family. It's really hurtful.
"Where, Kang?" ask Juminem.
"Yes ..." said Jamil who of course with pain still heartache.
"Yes, already .... Then I will prepare the uborampe ..." said Juminem who immediately left her husband, to arrange his luggage.
After finishing bathing and changing clothes, Jamil was prepared to take his wife to deliver Melian to Babah Ho's house.
"It's ready, Jum ...?" said Jamil who approached his wife on the porch of the house.
"Already, Kang ..." replied Juminem.
"The innate substance ...?" ask Jamil.
"Already, Kang .... This ..., just bring the same dot of clothes, change for Melian." replied Juminem while showing the bag of crackers he cocked.
"We're leaving now ..." said Jamil who immediately set the motorbike.
Juminem went straight up to the bonce, while carrying Melian.
"Ma .., ma ..., ma ..." so Melian's voice that looks happy when he wants to be lifted up the bike. Of course he moved to stand in the motorcycle seat, not to be carried. I want to see the mood of the streets.
Yes, his name is a smart little boy, he wants a lot. His curiosity is also a lot. The words Ma ... ma .. ma .. ma were spoken continuously as he stood on a motor jog, which was clamped between Jamil and Juminem.
"Handle Jum ..." said Jamil who started running his bike.
"Yes, Kang ..." while holding Melian, Juminem embraces her husband.
Not to be left behind, Melian had also held onto Jamil's shoulder.
"Where, Mil ...?" ask the neighbors when they are passing.
"To Babah Ho's house .... Ngantar Melian ..." said Jamil while continuing to drive his motorcycle.
"Be careful ...!" said the neighbor again.
"Yes ..." - Jamil.
"Where, Jum ...?!" a female neighbor on the side of the road.
"To Babah Ho's house .... Ngantar Melian ..." Juminem said as he waved.
"Be careful ...!" said the neighbor again.
"Yes ..." - Juminem.
Of course Melian still continues to talk with the word ma ..ma ..ma.ma.
Yes, the people of the village already know about the child whom Juminem met. Melian is Babah Ho's grandson. Jamil and Juminem are very honest. There is no need to be covered up about the situation that has not had children for a long time. So with the presence of Melian, Juminem and Jamil only said that he was just a mother of his grandson Babah Ho, because Melian's father and mother were dead.
The villagers, the neighbors Jamil and Juminem were also happy. Surely happy to see Juminem and Jamil look happy because they can momong children. Especially the beautiful girl. But the neighbors only know that Babah Ho's grandson was just left out. No problem, the important thing is that Juminem's house is now crowded with the presence of small children that can be trusted.
Slowly but surely. Jamil's motorbike has arrived in front of Babah Ho's house. Jamil stopped the bike in Babah Ho's yard.
Juminem has come down, then justifies the shawl that he had used to envelop Melian. While carrying Melian, Juminem stepped foot to the porch of Babah Ho's house.
And so did Jamil. After parking his bike, step on his wife's side. Of course with a thumping feeling.
The two people suddenly stopped, under the steps of the terrace floor. They remembered when they were reviled by the Babah Ho family, shortly after delivering the burial of Cik Lan's body. Apparently the blasphemous words are still stored in the heart of Jamil and Juminem.
"Not to be afraid, Jum .... We come well ..." said Jamil to calm his wife because fear will happen as it used to.
"Yes, Kang ..." said Juminem who actually attached himself to Jamil's body.
"Excuse me ...." Jamil uluk salam.
"Yes .., briefly ..." a female voice came from inside the house. That must be Babah Ho's wife.
A moment later out of the door of the house, a woman wearing a negligee of batik cloth, was quite old but her beautiful look was still visible. Yes, Babah Ho's wife or by people is often called Ms. Jun.
"This ..., come here .... Sit here first ..." said the woman told Jamil and Juminem to sit on the porch seat, then the woman went inside the house again, calling her husband, "Kong ...!" so shouted.
"Yes .., thank you." said Jamil who helped Juminem up the stairs of Babah Ho's terrace trap.
Juminem according to her husband. Then sit on the rubber chair on the terrace. Lost was his fear, which had been stirred up in memory, an event about a week ago when he was rudely and painfully expelled.
"He .., he ..., he ..." The old man with white hair, wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and reaching for a gray short sports trouser, said the, get out the door of the house and head straight to where Melian was held by Juminem. He is Babah Ho, who must have missed his granddaughter.
The woman, Babah Ho's wife also approached. But carrying a round chair of wood with iron legs. Understandably the chair on the terrace is fit to sit guests and her husband.
"This is Melian, Kong ..." said Juminem who immediately upheld Melian to give to Babah Ho.
"He .., he ..., he .... Me Me ..." said Babah Ho, but did not raise her grandson. Just touching her cheeks while laughing.
While Ms. Jun, Babah Ho's wife, Melian's grandmother also approached. But also not to carry.
Sure Juminem is confused. Far away delivered, he said kangen, but these two grandparents why would not carry or at least hold his grandchildren?
"Haiyah .... Owe just want to say the same there olang .... Jamil, yes ...?" babah Ho said.
"Yes, Kong ..." - Jamil.
"Please look after Melian ..., yes .." Babah Ho continued.
"How, Kong ...? I don't understand what that means?" ask Jamil.
"Kang Jamil, Mbakyu Juminem .... Gini, you know .... We are busy walking stalls in Lasem Market .... Of course confused if added must be momong Melian. While our brothers are still grieving. Yesterday from here to go home, there was an accident, the family died three people .... So we want to ask for help Kang Jamil and Mbakyu Juminem want to help us for Me Me.." explained the grandmother.
"But, Ms .... I work ..." Jamil said.
"I'll pay later .... To eat, clothes, milk .... All Me Me needs, I give. I paid you too. Your ideas become a momong handyman. Juminem now what's the job?" the grandmother said, and asked about Juminem's work.
"I joined the labor in sewing the veil in the place of the neighbor .." replied Juminem.
"How many babies?" ask the grandmother again.
"Congratulations really, Ms .... A day at most can be ten thousand ..." replied Juminem again.
"Well .., now you don't have to be a sewing worker .... You momong Me Me, I pay. It's easy for you to be my maid for momong Me Me, but in your own house. Know I mean?" said the grandmother.
"Yes, Ms .... It's okay ..." replied Juminem who was certainly happy to hear the words will be paid.
If Juminem immediately understood that he was told by Momong Melian at home, but for Jamil to hear this was confused. Because he came to Babah Ho's house to return Melian, but again the child was told to bring home again, told momong at his home. How strange. What the hell is it?
A moment later the old woman Babah Ho's wife entered the house, and a moment later had brought a small bagor full of goods.
"This is later for the needs of your life and Me Me .... This I love rice, sugar and milk ..." said the grandmother, who immediately put the small bagor in front of Jamil.
"Thank you, Ms. .." said Jamil.
"Have ..., there go home .... Later the night hunt is dark" said the woman again who seemed to want her guests to quickly go home.
"Here, Melian I take home again ...?" asked Juminem who turned confused.
"Yes .... Anyway Me Me you treated at your house .... Don't worry, I'll pay every month" said the grandmother who had been standing on the porch, a sign asking Jamil and Juminem to come home soon.
"Yes .., nyuwun pamit go home first ..." said Juminem who went straight down from the terrace.
"He .., he ..., he .... Drugs, Me Me ..." said Babah Ho to let go of his grandson.
Jamil lifted the goods given by Babah Ho's wife, a bagor containing sembako. Put it in the middle of the motor. Next set the motorbike and left Babah Ho's yard.
With pleasure Jamil left Babah Ho's house. So too is Juminem. Not only was she happy to be given a bite, but the most pleasant was Melian who was told to take care of her at home. That means Melian will really be the child of them, even if it's just a daycare.
"Something's weird, Kang ..." said Juminem on the way.
"How weird?" ask Jamil.
"I don't know, Kang .... But it was like there was something strange that I couldn't understand .." said Juminem.
"How can you understand, Junior High you don't pass .... He ..., he .., he ..." Jamil said to his wife.
"Not that, Kang .... But Babah Ho's attitude is equally as restful to Melian .... She said she missed her granddaughter, no one kissed Melian .... That's piye leh ..." said Juminem with Lasem dialect.
"It's okay .... This is called sustenance for us. We have no children yet, God gave us children .... Yes .." said Jamil to his wife.
"Yes, yes .., Kang .... We were given a beautiful child like this .... Melian darling .... My dear ..., my sweet ..., my beautiful .... Kucik .., ucik ..., ucik .... Uchm ..., muach ..." - Juminem who immediately kissed Melian.