DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 86: THE SMELL OF ROT

    "Waah ..., yokonya has been rearranged yam Mbak Ika ...? Clean and tidy .." said Melian who had just returned from school and stopped by her father's factory. Of course delivered by the rickshawman his subscription.

    Indeed Melian school is not so far from the center of the Milky Way brass craft led by his father. Melian who sometimes wanted to meet his father, even though he just asked to buy soto kemiri, soto cuisine typical of Pati City, then he came to the factory to meet his father. Indeed, in front of the Milky Way brass factory, there are sellers, although only in small houses, but very in demand, because it tastes distinctive and very tasty. And of course the most interesting is the fried chicken from the chicken village is still very young, so tender and savory. The price is also very cheap.

    "Yes, Ms. Melian ..." said Ms. Ika the brass shopkeeper.

    "No need to use Ms. .., Ms. Ika .... Enough Me ... Me .. or Melian alone." said Melian asked Ika, his father's employee so as not to call Cik, Mbak's subcutaneous for citizens of Chinese descent.

    "Yes .., yes .... Miss Beautiful ..." said Ika who hurt Melian, and surely Melian was not angry. Because Melian is indeed a jolly child, generous and very easy to get along with anyone.

    "Lho .., you .... Even added .... Ma'am Ika that's how, anyway .... Just call me, Me .. li .. an." sergeant Melian again.

    "OK, Melian Darling ..." said Mbak Ika again, who of course with a smile amusedly watched the behavior of third-graders Junior High School.

    "This is the shop all cleaned up huh, Ma'am Ika? When's cleaning?" tenya Melian's.

    "So morning .. shortly before work. The employees came straight to clean up." replied Ika the brass craft shop employee.

    "Kok Pak-e didn't tell me if you want to do filial work?" ask Melian to Ma'am Ika.

    "Regard .... Because at the door of the store it was pelted with rotten eggs. The smell is not rusty, rotten and very stinging. The employees who come immediately nausea and want to vomit. So immediately the work of cleaning services, even in soap and perfumed so that the foul odor is lost. Well all clean up, we all arrange the store." explained Ma'am Ika to Melian.

    "Ooo .... So there's this guy who pelt our shop with rotten eggs ...?!" ask Melian.

    "Yes .... Not just one .... But four rotten eggs. That's why it smells so bad."

    "Who's throwing, Ma'am ...?" ask Melian who wants to know.

    "Well, if it doesn't know .... Actually want to be sought after by the employees, but Pak Jamil bar does not need ..., not allowed." replied Mbak Ika.

    Melian silent. But I don't look at you anymore. There was a change in Melian's face. The usually cheerful girl, now her face turned stiff. His neck is like being pulled. Her lips are also funny. His narrowed eyes shrunk even more, as if looking at something. Now the face of the beautiful girl seemed to show anger to someone. But to whom? In front of him no one will be subjected to anger.

    "Already, Dear Melian .... Come on in here, I order soto ..." said Mbak Ika who suddenly had goosebumps seeing Melian. It was as if there was something strange coming out of Melian, which was felt by Mbak Ika.

    But as if the words of Mother Ika were not heard by Melian. Even Melian looks increasingly strange. Shut up and want to get rid of anger. And the strange feeling in Ika's heart felt more and more. Of course Ika became worried about the state of Melian. So Ika immediately ran to call the leader, Jamil.

    "Pak Jamil ..., there's Melian in front .... It looks angry ..." Ika told Jamil.

    Sontak Jamil runs forward, to meet his son who is said to be angry by Ika. However, after arriving at the shop room, it turned out that Melian was already sitting on the store room chair and was fine. He even smiled at his father when he was visited.

    "Halah .., Ma'am Ika that you know .... The art of making people stubborn .... Lha wong my beautiful one sits so sweet, kok ..." said Jamil who felt lied to his employees.

    "Eh ..., sorry, Mr .... Been sitting, to .... Iki want piye, leh ..." of course Ika blushed embarrassed because what was said was not appropriate. But that was the reality like that. Is it possible Melian rehearsed the play?

    "Pak-e, Melian wants soto .." said Melian when approached by her father.

    "Ealah, I just kepengin soto kok ya ndadak ngundang Pak-e ki pile, leh .... Yes, there's a message." replied his father.

    "Pak-e ordered ..." said his son.

    "Yes .... What side dish is it? So buy it .." said Jamil questioning his son.

    "Just like hanging out and pounding." replied Melian who asked for a side dish, which is chicken part of the back to the back, very nice to titillate.

    "What drink?" ask his father again.

    "Es tea .... Hehe ..." answered his son while grinning.

    Jamil immediately stepped up, crossing the street in front of his shop. Enter the soto kemiri stall, and immediately order a meal for his favorite child to the seller. And later will be delivered by the seller soto to the store where Melian is located. And of course bakul soto was used to it, because it was already a subscription. If Jamil says a message for his son, then the basket will serve according to Melian's taste, which is spicy, soupy, a little rice plus lime two slices. Spicy Soto is still hot, must be all sweat out.

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    Elsewhere, in the family home of his older brother, Mr. Bos, the house where Mr. Boss and his son live with his uncle. That afternoon Mr. Boss came home from nowhere, entered the house without greetings. It must have surprised his brothers and my other family. Including those who live in the house are of course his brother's children.

    "What's this rotten smell ...?!" the first to shout was his brother-in-law, the wife of Pakde. The stench was smelled by Bude, as Mr. Boss passed by the living room, where Bude was watching television.

    "This is you know, sir .... Kok suddenly there is a stinging stench in our house ....Mbok please search ...!" bude said.

    Immediately Pakde out to the family room. Likewise, his children who had studied in the room also came out, because they heard the cry of his mother. Not to be left behind, Mr. Boss' ragil son, who is still in High School, also came out.

    "What's up, Buk? How about a ...?" ask son.

    "This is a bad smell .... Try to find!" his mother told him to search.

    "Eh, yes ..., true .... It smells bad." said the other boy.

    "Hooh .... What smell, yeah ...?!" ask the others.

    "From the source of the smell ..." said his father aka Pakde.

    "It looks like from the kitchen .... Is there a dead rat, yes ...?!" the other sahut.

    Two kids went straight to the kitchen. Then followed by the child Ragil Pak Bos, who helped look for the source of the stench. Then they look for dead rats that spread the stench. And in the kitchen, which was fond of eating places, the stench grew even more stinging. Of course they're getting curious.

    "Heh ..., heh ..., heh ...! What are you guys doing?!" ask Mr. Boss who is sitting on the dining area, of course eating because of hunger after a day of traveling somewhere.

    "Find the dead rat, Om .... This is you know, the smell is so rotten ..." said the children Pakde.

    "What rotten smell ...?! Wong doesn't smell anything gini, kok ...!" bantak Pak Bos who remained sitting at the place to eat, while enjoying boiled noodles.

    "Well, the smell stings like this don't smell ..." said the other child.

    "Why is the source here ...?! Try to stand up first, Om .... Mungin was under a table or chair ..." said the other one telling Mr. Boss to stand up.

    "Not under the table .... But it's like Om Bas's clothes, .." said the other boy.

    "Yes, right .... It smells from Om Basuki's body ...."

    "Yes, Sir .... The stench was from the body of the Father .." said his son who had kissed his father's body.

    "Huh ...?! Cook, anyway ...?! Lha wong I didn't smell anything ..." denied Mr. Boss.

    As soon as he heard the commotion, then Pakde and Bude went to the place to eat. Want to know that stinging stench. Maybe the dead rat has met.

    "Where's the rat?" ask mother.

    "This, ma'am ..." said his son who immediately brought his mother's nose closer to his uncle's body.

    "God ...! What's this leh smell, Bas ....??!!!" bude shouted that immediately nausea smelled a foul odor from the body of his sister-in-law.

    Of course his curious brother also came closer.

    "Hooeek ...! Hooeekk ....!" pakde's stomach immediately nausea and vomiting smell the foul odor of Mr. Bos's body which is very stinging and makes the stomach nausea. The foulness exceeds the dead rat.

    "This is on what, anyway ...?! You guys were on the smell of what ...?! There was no foul smell when he said there were dead mice, in nausea, on closing the nose, on vomiting ..... This is actually what's going on, huh ...?!!" said Mr. Boss who was confused because the housemates vomited because of the stench.

    Yes, the five people in the house, Pakde, Bude, his two children, and Mr. Boss's son, all smell the stench from the Boss' body. A foul smell that stings and punctures the nose. But strangely enough, the Boss himself whose body gave off a foul smell did not smell it, did not smell it. Even the Boss wouldn't and was angry that he was accused of foul-smelling. Very quaint.

    Of course Pakde, Bude and his children told Mr. Boss to take a shower immediately. He was even told to wash his clothes. So that the stench is gone. He was even told to cramp with a lot of shampoo, and was told to soap his body repeatedly to eliminate the foul odor.

    However, after finishing the bath, and had changed clothes, it turned out that the stench was still pungent. The stench was still stuck in the body of Mr. Boss.

    "Kok still stinks like this, sir ...?!" his son protested when his father came out of the bathroom.

    "Geez, Bas ..... You take a shower, right?! The stench is not gone ....?! Not soapy, huh?!" said Bude who was certainly angry, because the stench was still smelled.

    "Sir ..., Bude ..., Le ..., Nang .... This is you guys what the hell is going on ...?! Who's that stink?! I have bathed, I have soaped, I have crampened .., I even soap many times .... How come you still accuse me of stench, carrion smell, bacin smell .... Who does that smell ...?!!! This, you know ... My body does not stink ...!! You like to make trouble ..." said so, Mr. Boss immediately left those people. Of course he was angry when it was said to smell bad.

    I don't know what happened, Mr. Boss did not smell anything bad. But his family smelled a foul smell coming out of Mr. Boss' body was very pungent. Just like the smell of rotten eggs that had been thrown this morning to the Milky Way brass craft shop. The rotten egg that had smeared the body of the Boss.