DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 62: KARMA

    That morning, in front of the house of the brass bellman, his boss Jamil, stood a decklit tent that closed the road from west to east. Even to close the entire yard of his house. The iron chairs are pretty much fixed. Yes, for the seat of the mourners. Understandably acquaintances, colleagues and relatives of Mr. Boss brass bellow is very much, later the visit was certainly a lot.

    At the end of the decklit tent on the road, both in the west and east, there is a large box made of wooden planks, where the envelope of donations from mourners is inserted.

    All of his employees helped. The male employees helped arrange the chairs, while the female, who had only two employees, was busy arranging sweets and leather nuts on the plate, for the guests' treats. Likewise only with Jamil, who is certainly busy arranging chairs with his coworkers.

    His boss has not been seen at home. He is still taking care of the body of his wife who was taken to the hospital for a divisum by the authorities. At home there are only two children who are teenagers. He still cries because his mother left him. Several brothers, either from the Bos sir's side or from his wife's family, whose women were inside the house. The man sat in an outside chair near the entrance to the house. Surely they welcome and greet the guests who come to defend their condolences.

    After finishing arranging the chairs and preparing everything needed later when the body came, the employees who worked at the brass craft, sat in groups on the chair that had been arranged. Including female employees, who originally helped arrange sweets, peanuts and mineral drinks, now also joined the roost with other employees. Surely they then talked about the death of his boss' wife who committed suicide by hanging.

    "You can't help but, yeah .., this Boss' wife hanged herself?" one of the employees who was pregnant started the conversation.

    "Yes, Yes .... Though Bu Ambar is a good person, lo ..." said the others.

    "Is it possible because of this chrismone, yes ...?" others try to argue.

    "Yes, maybe .... Because chrismon does destroy everything .... My wife often asks for money to buy rice, but if I don't have any money what else ...? At most I owe it to the neighboring stall." said the others gave their opinions.

    "Yes, if your wife only needs rice .... If his wife, Mr. Boss, needs anything .... So the money needs are also big .... If we are just rested at home, work, it means Mr. Boss has no money .... Maybe his wife immediately stressed ..." others argue.

    "Yes, we don't know .... Pray for forgiveness of his sins ...." Jamil is pulling.

    "But it's almost noon, the body hasn't been brought back to rumh, huh ...?" someone asked like that. Naturally, because the sight of the servant has come a lot, but the body and Mr. Boss himself have not been seen alias has not come.

    "Yes, yeah .... How until noon like this, yeah ...?" others are also wondering.

    "Don't ....???" the others are starting to wander.

    "Don't what ...? That is ceto ..!" by the way ...!" other friends become emotional.

    "But this is the problem Mr. Boss was invited by police officers .... I'm worried ..." said the employee who said no earlier.

    "Lha keep on why ...?!" ask others who are certainly still confused by the words of his friend.

    Simultaneously, from the west came the sound of ambulance sirens. Yes, the ambulance that carried the body of Mr. Boss' wife came to enter the courtyard of the funeral home. People rushed to help the coffins that were taken down from the ambulance.

    Behind him was a police open-air car, a modified antelope with two wooden seats mounted on each other's backs. In the police car in front of the driver wearing a full police uniform. While in the back, which was sitting on a wooden chair, there was one policeman who faced to the right side of the car by holding a long barrel gun. Two policemen on the left flank the man, Mr. Boss. And it turns out that Mr. Bos's hand was dicrek aka handcuffed. Mr. Boss is held by two police officers who are on his left right. And the Boss is crying.

    People must be surprised to see that. They also wondered, what is it? Likewise, the employees are certainly very surprised when they see their boss who is handcuffed by the police. There was a big question mark related to his employer.

    And the most confused are his family, his brothers and his children.

    "Mr why ...?! Huhuhuhu ..." his two children immediately hit his father who handcuffed his hand and still held by the police, they cried so badly.

    His father could not answer, only able to cry in the arms of his son.

    "Police Officer ..., My father why, Mr ...?! huu ..., huu ..., huu ..." The two teenagers held the hand of the policeman who was carrying his father, crying out to know the problem.

    Not only was the child crying because of her sadness. But also his brothers, his family, and of course the mourners. They felt a great sadness at the death of the boss's wife. Not to be left behind, the employees who witnessed the very sad boss. And of course the alleged mourners, the brass boss was already the suspect in the death of his wife. At least he was accused of causing his wife's death.

    Naturally the mourners and his brothers, especially employees think his wife has been killed by her husband. That's because the boss of the brass businessman had his hands handcuffed and guarded by the police. It was just a sense of humanity, the police took him to watch his wife's funeral. And after that, the husband will be thrown into prison.

    The other two policemen were guarding some distance away from the brass boss standing flanked by two of his comrades. The police on guard arranged for mourners who would give salamans and condolences. The shaman should not be long, so the hands are directly told to get away. All guests cannot shake for long. Even though the brass man's handcuffed hands. But the officers wanted to be quick in giving condolences.

    One by one the mourning guests gave condolences, while shaking hands. And of course with sad feelings. The brass boss received a salutation from mourners with tears in his eyes. A very heartbreaking sadness.

    "Quick ..., quick ..., cepaaat ...!" said the police officer who told the mourners to hasten his salaman.

    Not only the neighbors and acquaintances who give condolences. But his employees, his men, his workers also stood in line to give condolences. Of course, the brass jagan's heart was getting more vulnerable when he saw his employees. And especially, when he was being shaken by Jamil.

    "Mas Jamil ....! Mas Jamil ....!! Forgive me, Mas Jamil .... I'm sorry, Mas Jamil ..." The brass boss cried so hard at Jamil's eyes. He hugged Jamil.

    "Quick ..., fast ..., cepaaat ...! Can't use hugs ...!" the police officer snapped, and encouraged Jamil's body to leave his boss immediately.

    Jamil, who was silent, resigned not to fight. He knows the rules made by the police to anticipate things that are not desirable. So Jamil immediately went by, bowing his head. Concerned about the fate of his employer.

    "Mas Jamil ....!! Mas Jamil ....!! Forgive me, Mas Jamil ...! Huuk ..., huk ..., huk ...." The brass boss cried very hard, as if feeling guilty about Jamil. He wanted to chase Jamil. But he was powerless, because it was held by two officers who were on his left right.

    And it was only a few moments that the police gave the mourners the opportunity to offer their condolences to the brass bellboy. And furthermore, his wife's corpse should be buried immediately. All were quickly requested by the police officers.

    The public can only comply with police orders. They rushed to carry the coffin to the grave.

    A very sad funeral. Tragic and dramatic. Deep tears and sorrow that accompanied the burial of the wife of the boss of the brass city of Juwana. Sad for her son, sad for her brothers, and wailing from her husband.

    But for the mourners, it raises a thousand question marks with the hanging death itself. Especially when she saw her husband handcuffed and guarded by police. Was the murder of his wife really done by her husband?

    At the funeral, in the burial ground, the brass boss whispered words to his two children. Of course the messages that must be run by his son, while later his father was detained by the police and put in prison.

    "Destroyed is our hope .... We're all going to be unemployed ...!" said one of the brass craft employees to his friends.

    "Lhh ..., what ...?!" his other friends are certainly question marks.

    "If Mr. Boss is detained, then who will continue his business ...???" said that guy.

    "Yes .., yes .... Then we should find another job soon. At least to connect our lives ..." said another employee.

    "You are young .... I am still old .... What else do you want to do? Who wants to take me to work?" said one of the old employees.

    "Do we need to ask for severance to his son ...?!" the other, which is a bit emotional.

    "Not now .... Tomorrow if it has been seven days send a prayer that died .... Let his mother's spirit calm down first ..." sahut the wiser.

    "Yes .., I agree. Tomorrow, after sending seven days of prayer, we will immediately convey this to his children. At least we got a severance. It's good for the kitchen heads." Others agree.