Joe William
Jerry's Coming.
Malik's grandfather's hut is now crowded with many people who come from the village of Mountain slope.
They now each want to bring the body of Malik's grandfather to their home to take care of his funeral.
Meanwhile, Joe who is currently very hit just sitting next to the house while hugging the chest that he inherited from Grandpa Malik.
Several young people of his age now come to entertain including Harvey and Lilian.
"It was Joe. All who live will die." Harvey said he was trying to comfort his best friend's grief.
"Too fast Vey. I'm not ready." Joe said as he continued to cry.
"Ready or unprepared, we must be ready. Nevermind! Now you have to try alone. You're living in a kara." Harvey said as he looked at his friend with a look of pity.
"Yes. He lived a kara. It's better that after this, you don't live in this village anymore. You're gonna bring shit to us."
There was a voice full of insults coming from the direction of the road leading to the hut Joe and Malik's grandfather lived.
Joe, Harvey and Lilian immediately turned their attention to the sound of Charles, Milner and Jimbo.
The three young people who were the same age as Joe immediately approached him with a very condescending gaze.
"Charles, can you just take a little look at the situation and conditions? Joe is currently in a state of disaster. Why can't you just keep a little bit of your mouth?" Harvey said.
"Keep your mouth? What mouth should I take care of? Hey forest boy. All this time, we've only respected your grandfather. Now he's gone. Who else do we respect? You must leave this village immediately. If not, don't blame if you'll be kicked out of our village." Charles said again.
"Yes. You guys don't worry. I'll go from. This village after my father came to pick me up. After that, I will no longer be the trash that ruins your sight." Joe replied while holding back his anger.
"Haha. Who's your father? Don't like to make up stories. Since childhood you only had Malik's grandfather. You don't have a father."
"Huuu....."
They said they were getting scorned at Joe.
Just now Joe wanted to rise up to avenge that humiliation, suddenly from a distance appeared a large number of helicopters flying low towards Malik's grandfather's hut.
Everyone is now scrambling out of Malik's grandfather's house to see the very rare sight.
Now, along the banks of the river, the helicopter landed slowly and now all eyes were wide when they saw who was coming.
"He. He.., isn't that the Great Lord Jerry William?" Said one of the villagers, pointing to a 40-year-old man who had just disembarked from the helicopter, accompanied by a woman.
Shortly after, dozens of people began to go down and accompany the man called the Great Lord Jerry William earlier.
"That's my uncle. Lookit. He's my uncle Ryan." Charles said proudly.
Meanwhile, Joe himself was like a dazed person.
He rubbed his eyes repeatedly to see if he didn't look wrong.
"Is that my mom and dad? Why so different?" Ask Joe in my heart.
This he did so that his son Joe William was not surprised and felt too proud later.
"Dad." said Joe while hugging the man.
"Mother, Grandpa Ma'am. He's gone." Joe said crying.
The pair of middle-aged men and women could only stroke their son's hair and directly lead him into the house.
"Sir Arslan, David, Kevin, Black and Herey. You wait and watch outside. Don't let anyone enter this hut!" Said the man called Dad by Joe earlier.
"Good Chairman." They said simultaneously and then set their respective positions.
Arriving inside with his son, the middle-aged man and woman were in tears with another middle-aged man named Kenny.
"Grandfather. I'm sorry I didn't have time to take care of you. I'm an unfilial grandson." The woman said while crying.
The situation now grew when David and Kevin also cried while standing outside the door.
"Sir Morgan." Call the middle-aged man.
"Yes Jerry." Answer Mr. Morgan who did not dare to call the word Master because it was warned by Ryan.
"Please take the road. I'll bring Grandpa Malik's body to your house and tomorrow we can bury him." Said the middle-aged man.
"Good Jerry." Mr. Morgan said then invited all the villagers who were in that place to walk in front.
Now that everything goes ahead, Jerry, Kenny, David and Kevin began carrying the body of Malik's grandfather to be taken to the village which is about five hundred meters away.
While the middle-aged woman followed from behind as she led Joe who stepped in while hugging the wooden will from her grandfather before dying.
"Patience Joe. Your heart is strong." Whisper the woman.
"Joe is strong, Mom. But I can't hold back these tears coming out on my own." Said the boy kept sobbing.
"Even though Grandpa is dead, but you're lucky to have received a direct education from him. If you love Grandpa, you must obey whatever he says. You should also practice what he teaches. When you do, your grandfather will smile proudly at you." Said the middle-aged woman.
"Yes Mom. Then after this, where else am I going, ma'am? I don't know what else to do without Grandpa."
"Did your grandfather have a message before he died?"
"There's Mom. He said I should meet his friend far away. The place is called Kuala Nipah. He has a friend there named Tengku Mahmud. I have to study there for two years." Said Joe.
"alright. I'll discuss it with your father." Said the middle-aged woman.
After traveling almost twenty minutes, finally the body of Malik's grandfather was successfully moved to the house of the village head, Mr. Morgan.
As planned, tomorrow will be buried in the public cemetery of this Mountain slope village.
Malik's grandfather was once a champion in this village as well as the village head. So it is natural that all citizens have great respect for him.