DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 60: NADIR POINT

MEDIO MAY 1998.

    That night, after Jamil's employer left his home, Jamil and his wife and child sat back in the living room. No need to watch television. But they started to discuss the issue of savings. Yeah, like his promise to his boss, will help pay the bills from the bank. So Jamil invited his son and wife to open the piggy bank. Savings in the form of a rooster made of plastic.

    "Savings Pak-e, just this .... If this is dismantled continue to be used to pay the debt of the company where Pak-e works, Pak-e no longer has money .." Jamil said to his son and wife.

    "It's okay, Kang .... As if we were .... Who is sincere ..." said his wife.

    "Yes, Sir .... Don't worry .... Later will definitely get more replacements ..." timpal son.

    "Yes, Honey .... But to close the debt of the company can not be .... It takes a lot of money ..." Jamil explained to his son.

    "It's okay, Mr .... Later Melian addi .... Melian also has savings ...." Melian immediately ran to the room, and immediately came out again with the same piggy bank had his father.

    "This, Mr .... Plus the piggy bank Melian ..." said his son who immediately put the plastic chicken piggy bank, coupled with his father's.

    "Russia .... There are two roosters at the table .... If it is cut, Mak-e will immediately make an opor .... Hehehe ..." said Juminem who was happy to see the boy and the father's piggy bank together.

    "We just open it .." said Jamil with a happy smile, of course because his beautiful son was also virtuous.

    "Yes, Sir .... We open .... Mak-e part counting ..." said Melian.

    "Who was it that opened  ...?" asked father.

    "Mak-e's, first ..." Melian replied.

    Then Jamil opened the bottom of the piggy bank. Then the money in the piggy bank is one by one issued. Go on, go on and on. There is no end to it.

    "God .... So many, sir ..." said Juminem who took the money and laid it out in his hands.

    Yes, Jamil was astonished. The money he took out of the piggy bank was a lot. And the average is blue with pictures of Pak Harto mesem. The highest currency at the time. The feeling was that too much money was spent. But the attractive Jamil spent money from under the chicken, it seemed to be inexhaustible. The money keeps coming out.

    Juminem with his son who arranged the money, collected every sheet of money with the same nominal. Money with a magnitude of ten thousands is collected into one. Likewise with the money of twenty thousand, collected into one. And the most is money with a magnitude of fifty thousand, which is usually used as a measure of money of the rich, namely money with a picture of Pak Harto mesem.

    "God, Kang .... This is money that is blue really a lot ..." of course Juminem is excited, because it is rare even never even held the money.

    "Yes, neatly laid out, yes .... Stuffed to make it easy to count." Jamil said.

    "Yes, Kang .... I counted one hundred pieces, then I tied them with rubber. Mother said that if tied with rubber, tuyul can not take" said Juminem who arranged and counted the money.

    "Yes .... Anyway you tie, let tomorrow if deposited to the bank, counting is easy." said Jamil.

    "A lot of yes, Kang ..." said Juminem who had piled up the money tied up. The stacks are high and many.

    Jamil himself who melolosi money from the bottom of the chicken piggy bank was also astonished. Although he had been saving money since living in the house, since receiving payment from his workplace as a brass craft sandpaper, it had been almost ten years, he said, but the feeling of money he put in the piggy bank was not that much. Especially if you look at the pile of money that has been tied up by Juminem, the amount is very much. If for example the money in the pile was put back into the chicken piggy bank, it seems impossible to fit. There's something strange going on.

    But Jamil was silent. He knows, this must be the crater leg of the adi ari-ari, the kumbara that guards Melian who has made it strange. For Jamil, strange events were often seen. Although Melian, his son never said anything, but the strangeness always appeared in every difficulty he experienced.

    "There's still money, Kang? why not stop, to ....?" juminem asked her husband who was still passing money from the chicken piggy bank.

    And suddenly, after his wife said that, the money in the piggy bank ran out. No more going out, no more.

    Jamil shocked. His wife's words stopped the money coming out of the piggy bank. "So, Jum ..." said Jamil who immediately put the chicken-shaped plastic.

    "Huh ...?! It's over ...?" ask Juminem.

    "You said you didn't stop .... Yes, of course, stop immediately. So don't say anything weird .... We obey the same power above." said Jamil reminded his wife.

    "Sorry, Kang ...." Juminem regrets.

    "Yes .., it's okay .... That's our sustenance, Jum ..." said her husband.

    "Now count Melian's, sir .." said Melian who immediately thrust a chicken piggy bank on her father.

    "Wuaduh ..., very heavy .... It must be a lot ..." said Jamil who received a piggy bank from his son.

    "Come, Sir .... Idaho .... I'm the same Mak-e who counts." said his son.

    "Wheel .... Let's start" said Jamil, who opened the bottom of the chicken piggy bank.

    Jamil took the money out of the piggy bank. One by one, go on and on.

    Melian who has the piggy bank, of course very happy when watching his father take money out of his piggy bank. His savings will be used to help his father who is asked for help by his boss.

    Juminem who is preparing to organize and count must also be happy. He will see the savings that have been collected by his son. But this time, he would say nothing more, worried that the strangeness that occurred would stop again.

    Just like what happened to his father's piggy bank, Melian's piggy bank also spent a lot of money. Continued to be taken by Jamil, but still came out continuously and not inexhaustibly. Melian who has the piggy bank, would be very happy because it can help others. While Juminem who counts and ties money with rubber, also happy to watch the money that much.

    Until the end of the night they were exhausted. They are no longer able to issue, organize and count money from their children's piggy bank. They finally lay down and slept.

*******

    One morning the brass craftsman, Jamil's boss, came to Jamil's house. By driving a Hijet Zebra car, a very good car at that time for business people, directly into the yard of Jamil's house. Stop under the stairs.

    "Din .., din ...." The boss honked his car horn, signaling to Jamil that he had reached his home.

    Jamil who knew that his boss had come, then he immediately packed. With neat clothes, because it will enter the bank. At least wear a long-sleeved clean batik shirt, and wear a pecis. Even if they only wear regular rubber slippers. Understand the village.

    Then he brought a black crackle bag, as a place to put money. The crackle bag was double-crossed. Of course, so that the money in it is not visible to people. Then he said goodbye to his wife and son.

    "I left first, yes, Jum .." Jamil told his wife.

    "Yes, Kang .... Be careful ..." said Juminem as she greeted her husband.

    "Yes, Sir .... Be careful." replied Melian who was certainly smiling happily.

    Jamil then stepped up, leaving his son and wife standing at the door of the house, letting go of his husband and father.

    Next Jamil opens the middle door, gets in and sits behind his boss.

    "Sitting ahead, Mas Jamil .... Even in the back .... Here next to me ..." said his employer who was sitting driving his car.

    "Yes, Sir .... Sorry ..." said Jamil who then went ahead, sitting next to his boss.

    "The money's been taken, Mas Jamil ...?" ask her very expectant employer of Jamil's help, while running her nice car.

    "Already, Sir .... It's just this .... Just a little, Mr. .." replied Jamil while showing the bundle of black crackle bag, then put it down, clamped his feet.

    "Thank you, Mas Jamil .... Whatever the amount, the important thing I can deposit installments, Mas .... Otherwise, our lives will be ruined .... Our place of business will be sealed and confiscated by the bank." again the employer looks sad.

    "Yes, Mr. .." said Jamil who does not really understand the banking problem.

    "Good thing Mas Jamil can help ..." said his employer again.

    "Yes, sir .." Jamil said again.

    "I've guessed, Mas Jamil must have money .." said his employer again.

    "Yes, sir ..." Again Jamil could only say yes, knowing he was next to his boss. Definitely groggy.

    "If for example Mas Jamil can pay off my loan at the bank, I will hand over my house and the place of business to Mas Jamil. Yeah, let's just say that place I sold to Mas Jamil ..." said the employer again.

    "Yes, Mr ...." Jamil again answered yes sir. Well, his name is also Jamil, a person from a very innocent village and not much of a sort.

    The brass clerk had already entered the bank courtyard. A pretty cool private bank in a small town. Then Mr. Boss took Jamil down from the car and into the bank.

    Of course Jamil was astonished and very amazed by the bank space. The servants are beautiful and friendly. All of them were like his son, white-skinned and narrow-eyed. Jamil is not surprised, at home there is a beautiful Melian. What he was amazed at was the room that felt so cold. Because the room uses AC.

    The brass drapery was so entered that it directly showed a letter to the security guard. Then the security guard immediately delivered the brass fighter who was followed by Jamil. It turned out that they were invited into a room where there was only one man who wore a suit and tie. The bad credit section.

    Of course Jamil was amazed by the handsome and dashing young man.

    "Please sit down, sir .... Can we help you?" said the handsome man.

    Jamil and his boss sat in a chair opposite the handsome man. The brass man gave a letter to the man sitting in front of him.

    The bank officer man received and skimmed.then he said, "This is a delinquent you have exceeded the limit. If today you do not pay it, then the steps of the bank will foreclosure of your home and place of business" he said.

    "Yes, Sir .... This we have tried, understandably in the condition of chrismon like this, of course very difficult for us to be able to pay off. Here we come to pay as much as we can, please do not confiscate our place of business. Pity our employees." said the brass bellboy, Jamil's boss, of course while whining.

    "We understand, Mr .... But we also experienced shocks, even more devastating than your efforts. All right, Mr. .., we'll work on that. Did you bring the money today? said the bank officer of the bad credit section.

    "There, Mr .... This is the brother I brought ..." Suddenly Jamil showed the black plastic bag to the bank clerk.

    The bank officer smiled. He asked, "Whose father?"

    "I'm the employee of my boss ..." replied Jamil.

    "Good, Sir .... Let's go to the cashier, we'll count the money" said the bank officer who then took two of his customers to the cashier.

    The officer approached the cashier, telling him to count the money his customers were carrying. With deftly beautiful woman the cashier immediately handle Jamil and his boss.

    "Mr, please with this cashier, yes .... He will serve you .." said the handsome young man.

    "Come, please, Mr. ..." the beautiful woman who served as the cashier immediately asked Jamil and his boss to come forward, to hand over the money.

    Jamil who was in front immediately handed the black crackle bag he carried to the cashier. Of course Jamil thought, later Melian if big must be like mbak-mbaknya.

    "I count it first, Mr .... Please sit down first to wait for us to count." said the beautiful cashier.

    Then Jamil with his boss sat in the front seat of the cashier. They also dream of each other on their own. If Jamil daydreams to imagine his son later when he grows up, must be a beautiful child like the woman in the bank. But if the brass master, he was worried that tomorrow he would be arrears, surely his house would be confiscated. It was very futile, asking for help to Jamil. It will even increase the burden of debt to Jamil. Even if Jamil is told to buy his house to pay off his debt, Jamil can. The thought continued to envelop him.

    "Mr ...." The cashier called Jamil and his boss.

    Jamil and his boss rushed forward, facing the cashier.

    "Will this pay off?" ask the cashier.

    "If you can, yes ..." the brass boss was surprised by the cashier's question. The edge of his heart was also relieved. At least because the debt arrears will pay off.

    "For a moment, sir ..." said the cashier who next saw the file in front of him. Repeatedly observing the notes.

    While the brass, his boss Jamil was surprised to see a lump of money that had been arranged on a black crackle, it must have been the money that was brought by Jamil earlier. It turns out so much money. Not expecting, Jamil who is just an ordinary employee, diligent and obedient, can have so much money.

    "Please sit down, sir .... Wait a minute I will convey to the leader" said the beautiful cashier again asked Jamil and his jury to sit down. Then the cashier brought the file into another room.

    Ma,um just for a second. Then again called the brass bellhop. Next they both went to the cashier.

    "Mr, here are the details. It's a bill to be paid, interest deducted until paid off. You just pay for it. The money is still left over, want to be saved or what?" the cashier explained while showing financial records on the paper, if the brass loan debt can be repaid. There's even money left.

    "Thank you, Ms .... The rest of the money we take home, for other needs" said Jamil's employer with a big smile. It feels good to be able to pay off his debts.

    "Please sit down for a moment, Mr .... We'll make a receipt" the cashier said again.

    So happy, the brass photographer immediately hugged Jamil and kissed him. He was so happy. He is certainly very grateful to Jamil who has saved himself, his home and place of business. Time and again the brass bellboy hugged Jamil. Even so happy, Jamil's body was also lifted up.