Joe William
Death of Grandpa Malik
"What's with your smile is Joe. Since I noticed, your smile is like a smile of satisfaction. What have you been hiding from me?" Ask the grandfather to his grandson.
It's only natural that he feels something. This is because as usual. If Joe had a grudge or something of anger that he had been craving for too long, if it had been released, then his facial expression would have been very rancid.
This was what made his grandfather curious and felt a bad feeling.
"He's really outrageous cake. I tried to hold back the anger. But just keep provoking my anger." Answer Joe calmly.
"What do you mean Joe? Don't tell me you're making trouble at school!" Snarl his grandfather.
"Yes, I'm making trouble. I can't stand it anymore. Today his teeth are broken. Tomorrow I'll make sure it's his hands or his feet that I break." Joe said it remained with such calmness that nothing had ever happened.
Plaque...!
"I told you not to cause trouble. But you keep making trouble." His grandfather said as he slapped Joe's leg sitting on his back.
"I'm not making trouble. Problems that come near me. If I stay still, until death he stops. I don't like to bully other people's cakes. But don't try to bully me." Said Joe indifferently.
It was wrong for his grandfather to constantly blame his grandson.
If he continues to forbid Joe to retaliate, then it is not good for the mental child.
"Yes already. Then what about the kid you're replying to? Is he hurt bad?"
"Yes, that's a cake. Three of his front teeth were broken and his mouth was swollen like a duck's cocor." Answer Joe.
"What are you doing, huh?" Shake the old man.
"At first, the race was running. But he just kept grazing me. Once I shut up, I shut up twice. Don't go three times. Because when I retaliate, that's what happens." Said Joe.
"Yes already. Go practice there! Be careful if you cause any more problems. I'll soak you in the river all day." The old man threatened.
"Good Cake." Joe said then rushed to the side of the hut for immediate practice.
*****
Seven years passed.
For thirteen more years Joe lived in the upbringing of grandfather Malik Arvan, now Joe has started to grow into a single child responsibility is very handsome, sturdy, authoritative, authoritative, calm and have a more mature mind compared to children his age.
Joe is almost fifteen years old. But if you look at the shape of the body and its procedures, Joe is worth mentioning like eighteen years old.
While sitting around and stomping his grandfather's feet, Joe often gets advice from the old man. No exception this afternoon.
"Joe. You've finished junior high school. My knowledge I have inherited from you all. But I feel that it is not enough for you."
"What does grandpa mean cake? Why do grandfathers always say stock and stock. What's the cake for?" Asked Joe who did not understand what the old man meant.
"Joe. Grandpa is too old. Maybe my grandfather will soon die. That way, grandfather still has not finished educating you. If grandfather dies now, then grandfather owes you three years in educating you."
"You go to the closet there. Then take the wooden box and bring it here!" Grandpa Malik said as he coughed.
Joe stopped his activity on the foot of his grandfather then stepped towards the closet.
As soon as he found out what Malik's grandfather meant, he lifted the small chest and placed it next to Malik's grandfather's body lying down.
Joe opened the box and saw a dagger with the head of a cobra, a black-and-white photograph, and several prescription drug books and a set of silver needles.
"Joe. In this book is a technique of traditional medicine that my grandfather had learned from mainland China. Grandpa has taught you everything. But to deepen it even more, you must diligently study and refine the knowledge you already have."
"Well, now Grandpa bequeath all this to you. But one message from grandfather. Tired if you travel, look for a village called Kuala Nipah. There grandfather has a friend as well as a very tough fighting opponent. His name is Tengku Mahmud. We are both friends and true enemies."
"If you meet this man, give him my greetings and tell him that I have gone before him to the Creator. Tell me that he has lost to me in the event of death." Grandpa Malik said in an increasingly weak voice.
"Look. Don't die cake. Who will Joe be like, Kek?"
This Joe is a very stoic and very tough kid. But this time he completely collapsed. He could not help his tears that kept flowing.
"Stupid! Do you think you'll be here forever? Many tasks await you. Later, if you've returned to your parents' laps, remember what your grandfather taught you all along. Don't forget all my advice and advice. Can you?" Ask the old man.
"Yes cake. Lt could. I can cake." Joe said as he continued to cry.
"There are no more regrets. There is absolutely nothing. Joe. Grandpa's gonna take a little nap." Said the old man while closing his eyes.
An hour passed, Joe was still not too worried.
But when it was almost dusk, when his grandfather did not wake up, Joe began to shake his grandfather's body. But what happened was that the old man was no longer breathing.
"Grandfather. Grandpa tricked me. He said just sleep." Joe said crying.
Lucky the boy quickly realized then by collecting some coins, he immediately ran to the village while carrying a piece of paper with a phone number on it.
Arriving at the village chief's house, Joe immediately shouted to the village chief.
"Grandfather Morgan...! Grandpa Morgan."
"Hey Joe. What are you crying like?" Ask Morgan in surprise.
"My grandfather. My grandfather Malik is dead." Joe answered while sobbing.
"Huh? Uncle Jawara died?"
Soon the news spread and now all the villagers flocked to the old man's hut.
While Joe went directly to the public phone and immediately put the coin and then pressed the number contained on the piece of paper.
"Hello. Who'sis this?" Ask a voice across the street.
"Dad. It's me Joe." It's me."
"Yes Joe. Why is your voice crying?" Ask the guy Joe called Dad.
"Dad. Grandpa Malik. He's dead." Joe said the louder the boy's cry.
There was the sound of something slamming across the phone, and the call was interrupted.
Joe doesn't have time to think about all that.
He immediately ran to return to his hut.