DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 73: MEET MAMAH

    After a while of not daring to go up, finally, Jamil along with Juminem and Melian stepped foot, towards the top of the hill. At the top of Mount Bugel, a place where there is a Cik Lan bongpai built there. The sun is almost directly overhead. But as a dime of the wind hills as if removing the heat that stings the skin. Crossing the path, the three of them joined each other. Jamil who is at the front, as a guide. Melian was behind her father, with her hand held by Jamil. While Juminem which brings flowers to be sown on the navel, is at the very back. And of course sometimes stop and sigh long at the sign of achievement. Understandably the hill is indeed quite high slope.

    "Still a long time, Mr ...?" ask Melian to her father.

    "In a moment until ..." replied Jamil who certainly did not want his son saggy spirit.

    "Say a little more .... That ..., the building of the tomb house that we used to take shelter at Mamah Melian's funeral" said Juminem while pointing to a bongpai that there is a building like a mini house.

    "Yes .., at that time Melian fell asleep carried by Pak-e ..." Jamil said.

    "Melian is a baby .... If carried by Pak-e directly to sleep ..." Juminem timpal.

    They talk a lot. Of course with past stories about Melian. Of course, Jamil wants his journey not to feel long and tiring. By being invited to chat, without feeling will get to the intended place. And yes, they had arrived at a tomb that was not too big, but very beautiful. There are writings with Han script or Chinese characters. Neither Jamil nor Juminem could read it, much less to know its meaning. The Jamil and Juminem remember that the bongpai is the tomb of Cik Lan. They have been to that place twice. And this one, the third time, after almost ten years of no pilgrimage.

    "Melian .., this is Mamah's tomb ..." said Jamil who had stopped at the altar of the bongpai.

    Melian. He looked at his mother's grave with glazed eyes. His legs were no longer strong enough to withstand the burden of grief. Then the leg immediately bends with the knee that has been attached to the bongpai floor. Melian was battered with a trembling body. Juminem accompanied his son. Jamil is under the bongpai.

    At that time, the sun was directly overhead. There was not even a shadow in sight, as indeed the sun was really right at the point of culmination. But suddenly, the bright light of the sun suddenly turned pitch-black. Thick black clouds sealed the place. The flaming lightning split the sky. Lightning blared. A strong wind blowing round spun around Cik Lan's tomb, continuing to spin and getting firmer.

    Jamil and Juminem still remember the events of ten years ago. Cik Lan's funeral was marked by extreme weather changes. Likewise when he drove Grandma Amak to find his ancestors. This event repeated for the third time. So Jamil was alert to the possibility that would happen.

    Jamil immediately held Juminem's arm and hugged his son's body. But the wind that turned was getting stronger. It has been ravaging the location around Cik Lan's tomb. Juminem hugged Jamil's body. Afraid of getting carried away by the wind.

    "Get a tight hold, Jum ...!!" jamil told his wife.

    "Yes, Kang ...!!" sahut Juminem who continues to hug her husband's body.

    Jamil, who tried to save his wife and child, certainly held the two women's soul mates tightly. But at that time, felt by Jamil, his son's body was not powered. His favorite little girl is gone. Melian fainted.

    "Melian ...!! Meliaan ...!! Meliaand ...!!!" Jamil shouted loudly calling his anank. He was very worried.

    At that moment, the wind again turned strong. And the wind had raised Melian's body, which had been lying on the bongpai floor, to float up. Very quickly, like there was a supernatural creature that was not visible to the human eye raised Melian's body. The little girl's body was soaring.

    Simultaneously, suddenly a dazzling light split the dark clouds, highlighting Cik Lan's grave. So Jamil and Juminem must close their eyes to avoid the sparkle of light.

    The dazzling white light enveloped Melian's body that was lifted into space. It was as if the white light had become the mattress and blanket that had put Melian to sleep. Only Melian's face can be seen by Jamil or Juminem, which is seen between the white light.

    "Melian ...!!" Juminem shouted loudly calling for his son.

    "Melian ...!! Meliaannn ...!! Jamil also shouted loudly, even as if crying for his son who was feared to be lost.

    Of course Jamil and Juminem are very worried about the conditions that his son is facing. He remembered the same event when delivering Grandma Amak, who had to be lost buried by a bongpai made of large stones. Lost in the tomb.

    Now, the same thing is being experienced by Melian. His beloved son had already floated up in a dazzling white light. Jamil must be very worried. Especially Juminem who took care of him since childhood. Couples who have not been blessed with this child, of course very sad if they have to be separated with a child care that is very dear to him.

    "Kang .., help our son, Kang ..." said Juminem told Jamil to help his son.

    "Unable, Jum ...! I was unable to break through the whirlwind ...!" said Jamil who was still defending himself from the extremely strong wind scrolls.

    The two husband and wife could only leave. His body was sprawled at the bottom of the bongpai, as if it would also be lifted by the whirlwind that hit him. They still hold each other to defend themselves so as not to get carried away by the wind.

    Meanwhile, without being able to be seen by Juminem or Jamil, even by anyone's naked eye, Melian's body has actually been lifted by supernatural forces. The power of the giant dragon that came out from the meeting of the dragon carved jade bracelet with the real owner. Melian was taken away from her spirit and soul, and brought into the visible realm. The magical power of the giant dragon revolved around the body of Melian who wanted to meet her parents. The great power of the other realms caused the wind to spin in the presence of Melian. The one who raised Melian's body was actually a gigantic dragon coming out from the jade bracelet she was wearing. Yes, the dragon carved jade bracelet was not just an ordinary jade, but a giant dragon that had already incarnated into a bracelet and coiled on the hands of the person who became a giant dragon drop.

    Slowly Melian's body that floated into the air came down. It was like a giant hand was laying down the body of the little girl slowly so as not to wake up. Yes, Melian's body is now stretched out with her arms crossed over her mother's grave. It's like people are sleeping. For people like Jamil or Juminem, it must be considered that his son fainted. But actually, Melian's body is now just a body, without any soul, soul and soul. Melian's body was just an empty physique. His soul and spirit are now being taken to nirvana, to meet his mother.

    Meanwhile, in other realms, nature is beyond human reason, nature unknown to Jamil and Juminem, he said, Melian walked with a large man dressed in a white robe, down a very bright road, so that it did not look the base of the road. It only looks light. They were walking on a carpet of brightly shining lights. They continued walking until they came to a beautiful garden. A garden full of colorful flowers blooms. Garden with a melodious bird chirping, a garden full of butterflies without any caterpillars. Melian continues to be invited to step into the middle of the park, where in the middle of the park there is a very beautiful pond, with very clear water, and, so that the fish in the pond was seen swimming more and more here.

    The big man then showed Melian, there was a beautiful woman in traditional Chinese women's clothing, sitting on a garden chair at the edge of the pool. The woman, though beautiful, looked pale, like a sleep-deprived person. Yes, that woman is Ms. Lan.

    "The woman is your Mamah .." said the big strong man in the white robe.

    "Mama ...???" ask Melian.

    "Meet ..." said the man asking Melian to walk to meet him.

    "Momu .... Ma'am ...!" shouted Melian who had approached the woman in traditional Chinese women's clothing.

    The woman turned her head, looking towards Melian.

    "Melian ...?!" said the woman who sat in the park chair, who then stood up as if welcoming the arrival of Melian.

    "Mom ....!!!" melian shouted directly at his mother.

    The two women hugged each other, for a long time, and cried. Of course there is a very big and deep longing. The longing of a mother who seeks her child, and the longing of a child who has not known where her mother is.

    "Mamah ..., why leave Melian?" ask the girl, while still resting her face on her mother's chest.

    "Mommy should already stay here, dear .... Mama can't go anywhere anymore. It's Mamah's resting place .." her mother told Melian.

    "I live here .., Mah ..." said Melian who certainly misses her mother.

    "No way, dear .... Not yet, Melian .... You have to go home" said his mother, who forbade his son from living together.

    "But I'm sorry to see Mamah alone here ..." said Melian again.

    "No .... Mom is calm and quiet here. Come with the person who takes care of you. Think of him as your parent. Poor they have been taking care of you from childhood. Respect him, love him, protect them. They are good people, have raised you and love you very much. Go home, they're waiting for you .." her mother told Melian.

    In the tomb of Cik Lan, Jamil and Juminem who were still trying to reach his son, finally the two men were able to break through the whirlwind, and arrived at the altar of bongpai, where Melian lay. Along with that, a very loud swipe grabbed the grave. Jamil spontaneously hit his son. Protecting Melian from the raging hurricanes and lightning that struck. Likewise, Juminem, who loved his son very much, hugged his son who was lying helpless on the floor.

    And in that instant, the wind stopped moving, the black clouds disappeared without a trace, the sunlight returned bright. Everything changed in an instant.

    "Mr  ...! Mr-e ...!" Melian screamed and hugged her father and mother. Of course while crying.

    "Yes, Honey .... You're okay, sweetie ...." Juminem immediately embraced the little girl affectionately, and was certainly very happy that her worry had disappeared.

    "Why aren't you, honey ...??" jamil asked, wiping away the tears that had soaked his son's cheeks.

    "Yes, Mr-e .... Melian met Mamah .... But I can't go with Mamah .... Melian was told to follow Pak-e and Mak-e ..." said Melian who was still as excited.

    "Like that, dear .... Yes, already .., now we sow flowers for Mamah Melian. After that we go home ..." said Juminem who immediately invited his son to sprinkle flowers delivery in his mama navel.

    The three of them sprinkled flowers at the place of the tomb, of course while listening to the story told by Melian when he met his mother. Fun story of course.

    Jamil was happy to hear that. Moreover, Juminem who was entrusted to momong Melian, must be an immeasurable happiness.