
Happy days have graced the Jamil family. The smooth running of brass craft ventures produced by the Milky Way Brass Craft Center, provides a very decent welfare. Not only the employees who feel happy with more than enough income, but also the comfort in working. Likewise for Jamil himself, who is the leader of the company. His life is more established and more prosperous.
That afternoon, Jamil who sat with his son and wife, chatted a lot of things with their experiences. Juminem must be talking about the mothers of his neighbors. Jamil, though, must be talking about where he's doing business. Melian also told her friends at her school.
"Rpa .... There was my friend who asked, like ..., 'Mel, your father is black, your mother is also black, you are white and sipit Chinese kayak, where does it come from?' .... As soon as asked my friend, Mr. .." said Melian who certainly conveyed the words of his friend.
"Hehehe .... Then, Melian answered what?" ask his father who wants to know the answer from his son.
"Yes Melian immediately said, if the physical person is just a gift from God. Be fair skinned, black, curly hair, straight or tall, short .... It is all the will and the fragrance of God .... Right, no, Mr ...?" melian replied, who also told her while answering her friend's question.
"Vuayeh .... Good it .... Very correct answer .... Son-e Pak-e pinter tenan ..." said Jamil while giving a thumbs up to his son.
"Friends do you believe?" ask mother.
"Yes .., just shut up ..." Melian replied.
"Grandfather .... That's what's happening. The important thing is Melian stay good and do not hate each other friends" said Jamil strengthen the feelings of his son.
"Melian .., It's true that you're a Chinese boy ..." Suddenly Juminem let out a beat.
"Ah, that's right, Mak ...?!!" Melian was shocked by her mother's words.
"Sorry, Melian .... Pak-e and Mak-e haven't really said this .... The author tells you when you grow up .... But .., yach ..., Mak-e is already tired." said Jamil, who was somewhat sorry for his wife's words.
"Lhah ..., continue ..., actually who are my parents?!" asked Melian who was immediately curious.
"Tomorrow when I grow up I tell you ..." said Juminem.
"I want to know now .... Come on, tell me, Mr. .., Mak ..." oyok Melian.
"Related, Melian wants to hear now ...? Not crying ...?" ask Juminem again, wanting to convince his son.
"Yes, Mommy .... Come, hurry .... Who are my father and mother ...? Where is now ...?" Melian was impatient to know.
"The story is very long and very sad. Melian's parents are not all there is" Jamil said slowly, hugging his son.
"Continue ...? It's Dad and Mom, why ...?!!" asked Melian who was very curious.
"Melian's father died a long time ago, when I didn't know Melian. Melian is still far away from us. But I don't know the grave of Melian's father, because he lived in another city. He said in the Gombrang Market area. But where I don't know. If Melian's mother died in Lasem, it fell off a bridge that was being built. Melian's mother's name is Ms. Lan .... Now it is buried in the Chinese Bong of Lasem Hill, on Mount Bugel. Because Melian already has no father and mother, Melian's parents are not all, so by grandparents, Melian told our momong .... Every month we were sent to the grocery store by his grandparents Melian." Jamil suddenly stopped telling stories. Then his eyes glazed over, and the mirror wanted to cry.
"Kok stops ...? E-poke is crying ...? Why, Mr ...?" Melian who wanted to listen to the story became curious because Jamil stopped the story.
"We live happily with you, dear .." said Juminem who wanted to encourage his son.
"Yes .... At first we were happy. I'm glad I have Melian's son. Mak-e also likes your momong every day. But apparently some are not happy to see our happiness" said Jamil who has shed more tears.
"Certain ..., why, Mr ...?! Who is not happy ...?!" asked Melian who was very curious.
"I don't know .... But that night, all of a sudden our house was burned down. There are so many people there and burning down our homes. The door's tied from the outside, so we can't get out. Luckily they didn't lock that door to the well. In the middle of that pitch-black night, you and Mak slept soundly. I woke up and I dragged. I carry myself, I take out through the back door, running to avoid the fire that has burned our house. I carried you, and dragged Mak-e, through the darkness of the night. Run as far as possible, to find safety. You savages, they are ...!" remember Jamil, who this time seemed to vent his irritated emotions.
"Our house is on fire, sir?" ask Melian.
"Yes .... The fire soared high into the sky. Our house is burning. And they thought we were burning in it." replied his father, biting his lips, a sign of anger.
"Yes for goodness sake .... That's bad for those people."Melian also felt zolimi.
"They don't know if we've run ..." - Juminem.
"Keep, what do we do, Mr ...?" Melian was curious, and also felt sad and upset with the bad guys who burned her house down.
"We ran through the middle of the rice field .... You fell asleep I carried .... Mak-e who I invite jumped on the rice field until he woke up. Anyway that night we ran on .... Fear of being chased by those who burn our homes. Until finally, we got to the side of the road, met the ox cartman, and we helped him get to this place. Yes in this house .... There's a good grandmother who gives us a ride home" said Jamil, who told his son.
"Continue ... Grandpa and Grandma how? Are they burning?" ask Melian who wants to know.
"No. Actually Grandpa and Grandma, Melian's crank is fine. But when we heard our house was burned, they were shocked. Confused and worried. Grandma got sick thinking about us. At that time he was taken to a hospital in Semarang, but the ambulance that took him had an accident. Engkong and Melian's grandmother, including the ambulance driver, died in an accident. The news was in the paper, and it was kept by Mak-e" Jamil told his son.
Suddenly Melian clutched his father's body. He was crying so much. Juminem who witnessed that, came crying. Poor for his poor son. He also hugged his son. Three people, hugging each other and crying together, reminiscing about the sad and sad times he experienced.
Since the baby Melian joined Juminem and Jamil. Since childhood Melian was entrusted to Pak-e with Mak-e. The momong from childhood until now was fourth grade SD, was Juminem and Jamil. Melian only knows that she is the son of Juminem and Jamil. Even the timing of the report to the sub-district, which eventually published administrative letters, Jamil, Juminem and Melian were family. Melian is the son of Jamil and Juminem. That is why, everyone only knows that Melian is really the son of Jamil and Juminem.
"I'm sorry Mr-e is the same Mak-e, yes, dear .... All this time we've been thinking of you as Pak-e's son with Mak-e" Jamil said, stroking his son's head.
"Yes, Mel .... Mak-e also apologizes ..." - Juminem.
"Thank you, Mr. .., Mak .... I'm happy to have been considered a child and cared for by Pak-e and Mak-e. I still consider Pak-e and Mak-e to be my real parents. Pak-e same Mak-e sedah took care of me since childhood. Pak-e and Mak-e have been bothered and painstakingly courting me .... Whatever happens, I still consider his son Pak-e the same Mak-e." kate Melian who increasingly clutched his mother and father.
"Yes, Honey .... Thank you, yes Darling ...." Juminem wiped the tears that soaked her cheeks.
"I still consider Melian our son. And don't split with us .... Poor Mak-e who has already been inseparable from you .... Sir-e also already very dear to you .... Anyway Melian stayed with us, yes .." said Jamil who was also worried about losing his son.
"Yes, Mr. .., Mak .... If Melian's gone, where are you going? Melian has no one .... Only Pak-e and Mak-e I have. Melian can't leave Pak-e with Mak-e .." said Melian who would be afraid of losing her parents.
"Yes, Honey .... But either way, Melian should know your real Mamah. If Melian wants to see, tomorrow we go to Mamah's grave, all pilgrimage" Jamil said.
"Yes, Sir .... I want to know where Mamah is .... We're all there ...." Melian is happy, and immediately looks cheerful, will be shown the place of her mother's grave.