DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 97: The MISS

    It has been a month of Melian High School in Semarang. I have not been home since I was taken by my mom and dad when I went to school. At that time Jamil nyarter or rent a station car and was copied by Mas Tarno. Especially to deliver Melian, of course by bringing various daily needs. It has a lot to carry, especially school clothes and supplies. Jamil doesn't have his own car. In his company there is only a box car left by Mr. Bos, a former factory employer. Then he had to rent a car at the chartered place. Now the name is car rental.

    Juminem must be really bad. And it is undeniable when at the end of the day, every time he came home from work, Jamil watched Juminem more often daydream, and his eyes were swollen from crying.

    "Why are you, Jum ...? How do you look so sad?" jamil asked as his wife welcomed him on the porch.

    Juminem. Her head lowered, to hide her sadness from her husband's gaze. And without being able to hold back, Juminem had already covered his face with his palm. He was crying so much.

    Jamil, who knew his wife was sad, grabbed her arm. He led Juminem into the house.

    "Huu .., huu .., huu .... Kang Jamil's .... I miss Melian, Kang ...." Juminem spilled his kangen taste with a cry, soaking Jamil's shoulders with tears.

    "Propag .... Schoolchildren are being bullied .... Later his son did not crasan, you know .." said Jamil while stroking his wife's head. Then invite to sit in the family room, and of course laid on the chest in the arms of Jamil.

    "But I'm really upset, Kang .... Huk ..., hu ..., hu ...." - Juminem said, crying again.

    "Yes .... I know .... I also miss Jum .... Not only you who miss ..." said Jamil who certainly wanted to convey that the kangen was not only himself. His father could also miss.

    "Terus .., how .... When did Melian get home? He said the end of the month was coming home .... It's been over a month, Kang .... I'm afraid Melian why-why ..." said Juminem who is certainly very worried about his son.

    "Jm .... Cook you don't know Melian .... We from childhood take care of the child, many miracles that we see, many strange things that we see. Oddity always accompanies Melian .... Didn't Juminem see that ...? Even though we keep that a secret, we don't even tell Melian, but it's proof that Melian is a child prodigy. What are you worried about ...?" said Jamil who tried to give faith to his wife.

    "Yes, Kang .... But whose name is symbok, miss it always appears, Kang .... Since I was a child, I have loved that child .... I slept with him since the baby, Kang." again Juminem expressed his kangen.

    "Do we want to see our children in Semarang?" suddenly Jamil gave pleasant words.

    "Yes, Kang ...!" Juminem immediately opened his mouth wide, smiling in excitement.

    Indeed, whose name is mother if you miss her child, it feels like you want to see her soon. For a good mother the thought of worry is always with her beloved child. Melian is the only child. The child who accompanied him every day. The child who is always talking. Even children who are always used as a place to vent. Of course Juminem feels lonely when Melian is not home. Moreover, Melian left for a very long time without news. Understandably at that time there were no sophisticated communication tools. The house that had the phone belonged only to the rich. Mobile phones are not as crowded at the moment either. The price is still expensive. Even the first card is more expensive than the handphone. Not everyone has a cell phone. Only the rich have cell phones.

    "We're renting another car, Kang .... Tell ngantar Mas Tarno. Later Mas Tarno was told to take his wife's children, all picnics around Semarang." proposed Juminem to her husband.

    "Yes .... Tomorrow Sunday we go to Semarang. Look at Melian all the streets." replied Jamil who would be very pleasing to Juminem.

    "Ashiiiik ......" Juminem immediately hugged her husband because she was so happy.

    "You're going to the factory tomorrow, Jum. Meet Mas Tarno. You said and invited Mas Tarno. Say also Mas Tarno was told to invite his son and wife" said Jamil told Juminem to ask for help to his driver.

    "Kok me, Kang ...? Kan, Kang Jamil is even closer ..." said Juminem.

    "Let Mas Tarno pity you .... It could be if he told me, he reasoned all sorts ..." objected Jamil.

    "Yeah .... Tomorrow I'm piggybacking on Kang Jamil leaving for the factory." said Juminem who remains happy because he wants to treat his longing for Melian.

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    On Sunday morning, at about seven in the morning, in the front yard of Jamil's house, entered the carry station driven by Tarno. In it there is already his wife Tarno and two children who are still in elementary school.

    "Cone ...! Iin ...!" the sound of a horn.

    "Yes ..., a minute ....!" juminem screams from inside the house.

    Jamil came out of the house, carrying two pieces of cardboard that were tightly sealed and tied with raffia as a basket. The cardboard contains a variety of snacks, there is honeycomb, gayam crackers, meatball crackers, oven nuts and so on, which of course as souvenirs for his son. While the other cardboard, contains various side dishes. There are presto bandeng, smoked jerky, abon, and do not miss the pepes of Melian's favorite waleran. It was all prepared by Juminem for his son, although later he was told to share it with his friends.

    "Please open the back door, Mas Tarno, to put Melian's cardboard" Jamil said, asking Tarno to open the back door.

    "Yes, Mr. .." said Tarno who immediately ran open the back door.

    Next, Juminem came out while carrying a bag of crackles. Also contains snacks. This time all the wet food was brought. There are vegetables barren, soto kemiri, fried chicken village, and various special dishes from Juwana. All plastic, two crackles. Juminem also immediately put the plastic bag packaging of the crackle on the back.

    "Mas Tarno's .... The rest and the children are invited down, we have breakfast first" said Juminem who invited breakfast.

    "Money, Bu Jum ..." said Tarno who immediately took his son and wife to breakfast with his employer. They had breakfast together. Of course, in the car can be calm and not hungry. Because the distance is quite far, it takes about two hours to travel if it is smooth.

    After everything was done, the car drove slowly away from the yard. Jamil sat in front next to Tarno who was driving. Juminem was in the middle seat with his wife Tarno. While the two children of Tarno sitting in the back seat, of course noisily pointed out, because so happy to be invited to a picnic to Semarang.

    "Where's the picnic, Juminem?" ask the neighbor who happened to pass when the car was about to exit the yard.

    "You look at Melian, in Semarang ..." replied Juminem from inside the car.

    "Well, would like to send rations, yes ..." said his neighbor who passed it.

    "Yes, this will send the same presto pepes waleran Melian's favorite ..." replied Juminem.

    "Kok school all the way to Semarang leh, Mbak Jum ...?!" ask the neighbor again.

    "Yes .... Melian penginya high school in Semarang .... He said to make experience .... It's yes, Yu .... I left first ..." said Juminem while leaving his neighbor, because the car continues to run.

    The car turned west. Start treading on the pantura road, heading to Semarang City. In the back seat, two children still berbatahan pointed and mention anything he saw on the edges of the road that passed. While in the middle seat, Juminem chatted with his wife Tarno. Not awkward. Because Juminem comes from the village, only a small people who have been accustomed to living hard. While in front, Jamil also accompanied Tarno to see the road situation.

    "Pak Jamil ..." said Tarno while driving.

    "What's up, Mas Tarno?" ask Jamil who feels he will be spoken to.

    "Lha mbok Pak Jamil was buying his own car .... Let if traveling gini do not have to rent ..." suddenly Tarno nyelekeluk proposal that the leader buy a car.

    "Who's money to buy, Mas Tarno?" sahut Jamil light only.

    "Haalah .., Mr. Jamil is, you know, happy to be down .... Lha wong such a big factory, already very advanced and in demand like that why money who .... Yes the money is Pak Jamil, to yes .." said Tarno with a smile.

    "That's the factory money, Mas Tarno ..." suddenly Juminem from behind also swept.

    "Lha yo factory buy car for transportation means, sir .... So later Mr. Jamil can also wear. Or the car was for his service Mr. Jamil .... Lha wong Pak Bos who used to be a kembis factory can buy a car, kok ..." kilah Tarno who compares with his old boss.

    "Lha but, sir .., if we need transport, cook every rental day. For example, first when we want to serve Mr. Boss, must be loud angkot. Yesterday saw his wife Soleh giving birth, also sonorous angkot. Mr. Jamil wants to banter Melian to Semarang, now to Semarang again want to see children, charter again .... Eman-eman the money for the carter continues, sir ...." Tarno began to seduce his employer.

    "Yes yes, Mas Tarno .... If our factory has, it can be used for the purposes of going together yes, Mas ...." Juminem began to follow Tarno's persuasion.

    Of course Jamil also began to think, if he or his family, now will often need a car to travel. At least to see Melian. It also makes sense what Tarno put forward. How much is Mobi? Whose money will be used to buy?

    "Yaa ..., tomorrow if we have money, we buy a car, so it can be used together ..." Jamil said casually.

    "Because .... Tomorrow when, sir?" pursue Tarno's.

    "If you already have money ..." said Jamil.

    "Whoa .... Mr. Jamil, we know .... Lha wong just now to the paid live dealer, kok .... That style, you know .... Wis, do not say babar blas ..." ledek the driver.

    Jamil just shut up. Just smiling hearing Tarno's funny words. But in Jamil's heart, he said that the car was now needed to fulfill the means of transportation.

    "Le .., that's Demak Mosque, Le ..." said Tarno who showed Demak Mosque to his children.

    But there was no sound of response or reaction from her children. Everything quiet. Even his wife was silent. It turns out they've all fallen asleep. Only Tarno and Jamil remained awake.

    "Even in all sleep, Mas Tarno ..." said Jamil to his driver, so as not to be disappointed because no one was whining.

    "Please, Mr. .." replied Tarno grimacingly.

    "Casual .... Don't be hasty. Don't speed. It is close, kok ..." added Jamil who asked his driver to slow down.

    "Please, sir .." answered Tarno who continued to drive, relaxed because it was close to entering Semarang City.

    And indeed, not long after, about nine hours less, the rented carry car chartered by Jamil had entered the Journal complex, Johar Market area. Then turn left into a crowded street and crowded activity of traders and buyers. Right left everything is crowded with shops of all kinds of needs. Including trucks that unload goods. Not to mention the rickshaws that pass by, which adds to the chaos of the road. Of course Tarno had to be extra careful in driving his car.

    A little later, Tarno had turned his car to the left, passing the bridge, where the river was once known as Kali Semarang. Next turn to the left a little, continue to the right. Mas Tarno has arrived in Jagalan Village.

    But as usual, the name of the village in the big city, the houses do not have a yard for parking. So Tarno marginalized his car on the side of the road, in front of the house where Melian boarding house. Already three times, Tarno drove his employer to the boarding house.

    Jamil woke his wife. "Jm .... Wake up, it's okay .." said Jamil.

    Sure Juminem was shocked. Because know-how has arrived at his son's boarding house. He immediately rushed down from the car, because he wanted to see his son immediately, regardless of his luggage. Juminem went straight to the front door of his son's boarding house.

    "Excuse me ...! Melian ...! Melian ...!" Juminem called his son.

    A beautiful young woman, opened the door and went out to meet Juminem. He's Melian's boarding friend, but one that's already working.

    "This ..., Melian's mom, huh?" ask the beautiful woman.

    "Yes .... Where is melian?" said Juminem who turned around asking for his son.

    "Melian is training wushu in the temple .... Near the place .... That's right there ..." answered the woman.

    Of course Juminem was a bit disappointed, because his son left.

    "Where is Melian, Jum ...?" asked Jamil who had arrived at the door with a cardboard gift.

    "Wushu training, sir .... After that, Mom and Dad went up to the temple. If the walk will be tired ..." said the woman who terrorized his arrival.

    Juminem was silent because he was a bit disappointed. Jamil knows his wife's character. So he intends to invite Juminem to follow his son.

    "Yes already, Ms .... I nitip these things first here .... Melian .... I want to catch up with my son first ..." said Jamil who immediately put a snack cardboard in the living room.

    "Yes, Sir .... Just put it here .." said the beautiful woman.

    "Come, Jum .... We're riding a rickshaw after Melian at the temple." take Jamil to his wife.

    "I'm helping her with the rickshaw, sir .... Let it be delivered to the temple ..." said the woman who immediately called the rickshawman who many rung in the area. Of course, the rickshawman was ordered to take the passenger to the temple, where Melian was practicing wushu.

    Jamil also met Tarno who was still in the car with his son and wife. He said that he would follow Melian in the temple. Jamil gave money and allowed Tarno to take a walk first to invite his son and wife to see the city of Semarang.

    Jamil rode a rickshaw with Juminem, and was escorted to the temple by a rickshawman according to a message from a friend of Melian's boarding house. And just for a moment, the rickshaw had already stopped in front of the temple.

    "This, sir, Buk ..., the temple. Melian workout inside. The boy used to ride my rickshaw, kok .... Just go straight in, and then you get to the wushu practice place."

    "Yes, Sir .... Thank you .... It's the cost." said Jamil who paid the rickshaw fare.

    Then as the pedicab maker said, Jamil and Juminem went straight in. Of course, Juminem is the most hasty, because he wants to immediately meet with his son. The longing has gone too far. And true as the pedicab says, in the inner courtyard there are children who practice a kind of pencak silat.

    Juminem stop. His head was looking for his son. But he was confused, because the faces of the children there were almost the same average. White-skinned and narrow-eyed. Unlike in his village, in SD or Junior High, Juminem is very easy to find his son, because it is different on its own. But here, it's almost all-like.

    "Melian ....!!" suddenly Juminem shouted. He called his son's name, so that the Melian he called knew that his mother had come.

    Reach the children who practice looking at the origin of the call. And a girl dressed in red, stopped her training, ran towards the sound of the call.

    "Mak-e ....!!" shouted the red-clothed girl, who was none other than Melian.

    Melian hugged her mother. Similarly, Juminem, who missed his son very much, he immediately hugged tightly, of course while shedding tears. The two children and the mother hugged each other and seemed to not want to be released.

    Mei Jing, who was training with Melian, came over and watched Melian hug her mother. But Mei Jing gawked, there was astonishment struggling in her mind, as she looked at her mother and father Melian who were dark brown, not like her and her family.

    After a long hug, Melian finally let go of her mother. Aware there is Mei Jing, which is very fitting when called his best friend, he immediately introduced his father and mother.

    "May Jing .., this is my Mom and Sir .." Melian said.

    Mei Jing was silent. Not answering. Just looked at the three people questioningly.