The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Facts about bracelets

Everyone who has hurt me is crying over the house that is being torn down. The house that I built on the land of our disputed father.

If anyone asks sad, no? of course sad. The house that I built with the sacrifice of time, energy, mind and money just collapsed. If anyone regrets my actions and asks why not just leave the house for them? I'm sorry, I'm not stingy and I don't want to share. Was I the same lack of them all this time? I've done everything for them especially for my mother to sincerely include marrying me to a man I don't love at all and zoning me. And the one thing I hated the most about them was all my age they lied to me about who I was and they didn't feel guilty when the Supra bang became my guardian. Though they know I have no relationship with him and the law will not be valid if it is legalized by him. But for the money of three hundred million they could do it. Isn't their actions the same as tricking me?

Two hours later my house was flattened with the ground as well as his cracker factory. Without me knowing it turns out the action of dismantling this house into the center of attention of the citizens who know and flocked to come to watch a show of grief for the family of Bu Retno.

"Now please rebuild the house that you want to be on your property without anyone bothering you" I said to those who were still mourning the house that had been razed to the ground. And it turns out that what I did to them did not make them regret and apologize to me but I did not care.

Then I told bang Supri to bring the goods to the rented house that Raihan had rented as a new factory as well as the residence of bang Supri for a while before I owned the land and made a factory that new.

Before I left the location, I said thank you to the parties who helped me to tear down my house. I look again at the family of Ms. Retno who is still crying over her fate and I don't care if they want to live where, want to sleep in the emperor, under the bridge even though I don't care.

After all was done and the Supri bang had brought the cars to the rented house, raihan and I went back to Bu Haji's house before catching up with Bang Supri to organize the house that I was going to make a factory for a while.

Arriving at our house was immediately welcomed by the Hajj and asked about the problem of the house. We also tell from the beginning to the end of the process of dismantling the house.

"Continue now, what's your next plan?"

"Married, ma'am," replied Raihan.

"Yes I know, Rai. I mean what Nuri doesn't want to find out where her parents are."

"What they're looking for, they don't need Nuri. From now on Nuri and Zain take my responsibility completely Mom, whatever it is I'm in charge."

I glanced at Raihan. To be honest I would love to seek their existence, thankfully they are still alive. I would love to be married by my real father. But it seems that Raihan is less agreeable because to do the search it must take a long time while Raihan and I will get married just counting the days again.

"Mother's children are great, have become company leaders, will soon become household leaders too," ledek Bu Haji. Raihan smiled broadly, I smiled too.

I entered Raihan's room after permission from Hajj first. Zain was taking a nap on the bed. I walked over to him and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Mama's son sleeps too late" I said. Then hold the langunang with the bracelet. Suddenly driven by the desire to know about the gift bracelet of the father who was twenty-two years old. While I was watching the bracelet, the door of the room opened. I turned to Raihan who was about to enter while smiling at me and I returned his smile.

"What is it, baby? is Zain still asleep?" She asked as she walked towards me and stood beside me.

"Yes, still sleeping."

Raihan's gaze was on my hand holding Zain's arm with a bracelet.

"Darling, didn't you want to ask about the bracelet to the jewelry store?"

"Yes, we guess in the county there's not a jewelry store that..."

"On jakarta only. Tomorrow we go back to Jakarta. I happen to have a friend who understands about embellishment."

"Is that?"

"He'em."

I smiled and nodded.

Next day. We told Mrs Haji to go back to Jakarta. At first Ms. Haji asked me to stay with her as long as we were not married. But Raihan did not allow for reasons of my and Zain's safety. Raihan is afraid that Ms. Retno's family will take revenge on me and harm us. Finally, Bu Haji also allowed me to come with Raihan because he himself did not want to take the risk.

After Raihan parked his car in the basement and while carrying Zain, Raihan led me into an elevator and it turned out that I only knew that it was an elite mall. After that, Raihan took me to a jewelry store that was quite classy.

"Ray...."

"Yes dear. You will want to ask about this bracelet problem," said Raihan while showing the bracelet in Zain's hand.

I smiled and nodded. I didn't expect him to act this fast.

"Hey, bro.." a handsome and neat man greeted Raihan and approached.

Raihan smiled broadly at her. Then Raihan introduced me to the man and then I got to know myself. After that, the man who owned the jewelry store took us to a private room.

After being in his room, Raihan explained our intentions and showed us the bracelet that Zain was wearing. Then the man asked for the bracelet to be removed first because he was going to check it.

The man took his bracelet somewhere and told us to wait. We waited long enough for him to come back and develop a smile on us.

"Old sorry bro huh? understandably I have to research it in detail so as not to be wrong."

"What's the result, bro, what's that bracelet?"

"This is a series of bracelets from twenty-two years ago."

I nodded quickly.

"Yes bro, that's a bracelet that my future wife's parents gave me when she was five" Raihan said.

The man rounded his eyes." Are you serious?"

"Yeah, im so serious."

"Great. I think your future wife's parents are crazy rich."

Raihan and I looked at each other. I thought maybe my dad was a crazy rich man. My father used to be a scavenger, kept farming and gardening. Sometimes selling around. Anyway my father worked odd jobs not rich people.

"What do you mean, bro?"

"After I checked. This ring is a pure platinum precious metal. You know that platinum jewelry in Indonesia is quite rare unlike gold. Because, the process of making platinum jewelry is quite difficult to form because of its hard material.Unlike soft and easy gold in the forging that can be made various models of gold jewelry. Therefore, the price of platinum jewelry is more expensive than the price of gold jewelry, bro. What else is old. I think platinum ornamentation in Indonesia at that time was very, very rare or rare.

Me and Raihan look at each other." Keep bro!"raihan said enthusiastically.

"Ehm, and one more thing you should know.."

"What?" ask me impatiently.

"The three jewels of this bracelet are diamond gems."

At that moment I was stunned with my mouth wide open. Likewise with Raihan who was no less surprised. How could my father, who was just a shackle worker, make a bracelet of rare materials and three diamonds.