DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 144: PICKING UP THE CHILD

    After returning from Bandungan, Jamil actually wanted to go directly to Lasem. But of course pity Mas Tarno who achievement of driving all day without rest. Especially coupled with confused thoughts, a restless heart, and sad feelings. Everything must be uncomfortable and not peaceful. Even if it goes directly to Irul, as conveyed by Mbah Sawal, Jamil and Juminem do not know where Irul's house is. Mas Tarno did not understand. So when you get to Lasem at night, who would you ask? The houses must have been closed. So Jamil decided to go home and sleep last night at home.

    "Cik Indra we deliver to the boarding house again, yes ..." said Jamil to Cik Indra who already wanted to show the place called Bandungan.

    "No, Mr. Jamil .., I want to come find Melian and Mas Irul." of course Ms. Indra was very curious about the words of Mbah Dukun earlier. Irul is missing in a cemetery in Bandungan area, but he said he was told to pick her up at his home. Something rather difficult to reason with the mind of a sane person.

    "Yes, Kang .... Poor Ms Indra .... Mas Irul is gone, she is sad .... Mending we invite all, so we can meet Mas Irul .... Isn't that right, Ms. Indra ...?" said Juminem who sat together with Ms. Indra.

    "Mmm .., I am worried, Mbak Jum ..." said Ms. Indra who also called Mbak Jum, just like Irul.

    "Lho .., that's Kang .... Ms. Indra was very worried ..." - Juminem.

    "Yes .... This we're looking for, Jum .... Just pray, may our son be safe .., may Mas Irul also be safe .... And we can be reunited with them in a state of safety, healthy wal afiat, there is no shortage of anything ..." said Jamil who sat in front accompanying Mas Tarno driving.

    "Yes, Mr. Jamil .... We always pray, really .." said Ms. Indra who of course is still shrouded in worry. Because he knew the premise that Irul went into the grave, and suddenly disappeared. But now I have to go to Lasem. Worry remains in the heart of a normal person.

    "So this is true, Ms Indra immediately came with us ...?" ask Jamil to convince.

    "Yes, Sir .... If you have not met Melian and Mas Irul, I can not sleep, Mr. .." replied Ms. Indra.

    Juminem immediately embraced Ms. Indra, a sign of affection and pity. Surely Juminem has been very grateful to Ms. Indra, because it has helped a lot. Especially looking for information to Melian's friends. And of course, Juminem has shed tears.

    Ms. Indra knew the feelings of the woman who embraced her. So Ms Indra's hand also stroked Juminem's shoulder, as a sign of calming the very sad person.

    "Be careful, Mas Tarno .... Just slow. No need to speed. We'll go home first. Sleep last night, let Mas Tarno fit again. Tomorrow morning we go to Lasem. Looking for Irul's house. May our efforts be launched by Yang Kuasa, and granted all our requests" Jamil told Mas Tarno.

    "Amiiiii ....." Mas Tarno while confidently guaranteeing what the leader said.

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    In the morning, Mas Tarno had arrived at the courtyard of Jamil's house, in Naga Village. Sunday the company is off. No employees left. Last night after taking down Mr. Jamil, Juminem and Ms. Indra, the car was told to bring back to Mas Tarno's house, so that the morning did not bother and could immediately heat the car. Of course Mas Tarno as a driver according to what his leader said. Jamil doesn't want to be called boss. Therefore, that morning, Mas Tarno who drove the car had entered the yard of Jamil's house.

    "Cone ...! Din ....!" the sound of the car horn that was punched by Mas Tarno, as a sign that he had arrived.

    "Prophey, Mas Tarno .... Come in first, have breakfast and have coffee ...." Jamil who came out immediately took the driver into his house.

    "Geggih, Pak ..." said Mas Tarno who had turned his car.

    Then down, and into the house of Mr. Jamil. Tarno did not dare to argue for breakfast by his leader. Just because of the reluctance so good Jamil to the employees.

    The four of them, Pak Jamil and his wife, Tarno and Cik Indra, had breakfast together in the dining room. Although still not cheerful, at least there is hope. And hopefully what Mbah Sawal said is true, even though it is difficult to accept reason.

    But for Ms Indra, who also had the advice of the pastor at the temple, when she prayed, it had to do with what the pastor said to Mbah Sawal. Melian will be found by someone close to her. Well, Ms. Indra remembered very well, Melian was indeed very close to Irul. When she first came to Juwana at that time, Ms. Indra saw for herself, how effective Melian was in Mas Irul. Now is the time to prove.

    After finishing breakfast, as usual, Jamil asked Juminem to stop by the market later, to buy souvenirs. It must be for Irul's family. Understandably, during the time Irul, Jamil and Juminem have never met with Irul's parents or family.

    "Depart now, Mr ...?" tanya Mas Tarno's.

    "Yes .." replied Jamil.

    "Mas Tarno, will stop by the market for a while, yes ..." message Juminem.

    "Please, Ma'am Jum ..." said Tarno who had started his car.

    "Come, Ms .... We leave now." take it to Ms Indra while getting into the car.

    "Yes, Mbak Jum .." replied Ms. Indra who followed up to the car, sitting together with Juminem.

    "Walk carefully, Mas Tarno .... No need to speed. Later directly to the Lasem Market, I want to ask the market people, Irul's house is where. Because I do not know ..." said Jamil who was already beside Mas Tarno who drove.

    "Please, Mr. .." replied Tarno who directly run his car.

    The base of the new car, the sound is very smooth and of course the steering wheel is also delicious and comfortable. Although the driving is relaxing, it is still quite fast.

    Ms. Indra who has just crossed Jalan Juwana - Rembang, of course, witnessed various sights which of course as her first experience across the road. It is full of questions with everything he sees.

    "The white-white pile in the plus-pond is salt, Ms. Cik .... Residents are here to make salt" said Juminem who told Cik Indra, because from earlier it looks surprised and confused.

    "Ooo .... I just knew this ..." said Ms. Indra.

    "It used to be that Melian was also confused, how the people here could make salt .... So by Kang Jamil invited to stop looking at the farmers who were making salt .... Glad she ..." said Juminem reminiscing about that time, when Melian was not as big as she is now.

    "Melian certainly happy ..." said Ms. Indra.

    "Yes .... He was always curious ..." Juminem said.

    "Eat him, his son is smart .... The school was ranked first ..." added Cik Indra.

    Without feeling it, they had already crossed the road by the sea. What a charming sight. Beautiful and charming blue sea. Of course Ms. Indra was very amazed to pass on that exciting road. And without feeling, the car driven by Mas Tarno has arrived at the Lasem Market.

    "Yes .... Wait here for a second. I'll ask Irul's house to the market people" said Jamil who got out of the car and walked to the market.

    "Past Mas Irul works here .... Helping Babah Ho sell groceries. Babah Ho it's Melian's crank." Juminem explained to Ms Indra, who of course Mas Tarno also eavesdropped on her. Just found out that Irul has been working with Melian's family since childhood.

    While at the market kiosk, Jamil asked Irul's home address to the people who were there. Many do not know, because they have changed people.

    "Mom, sorry to ask .... Do you know Mas Irul, whose employee Babah Ho used to sell groceries in this store?" ask Jamil to the mother of the stall owner who is believed to be next to his old shop Babah Ho.

    "Whose potah Ho, huh ...? I do not know yet .... Ask that buk-e .... He's been here the longest." replied the person who turned out to be unfamiliar. Then Jamil walked towards the stall at the end, as the merchant pointed out.

    "I'm sorry, ma'am .., ask .... Do you know Mas Irul, who used to be Babah Ho's employee who sold groceries there?" ask Jamil to the old mother who sells at the stall.

    "Mas Irul has not been here long .... He's gone out of town .... Unsettled, this master is fierce." replied the mother of the stall owner.

    "If it's Mas Irul's house, you know?" ask Jamil who is looking for Irul's house.

    "Wadm .... What village ...? That's you know, from this market to the south, continue later to the east a little .... I forgot the village ..." said the mother, who knew the direction, but forgot the name of her village.

    "Source ...?" the merchant next to him.

    "Not .... Wong is here ..., near ..." said the mother again who certainly still remembers Irul.

    "Ndoro ...?" tell the merchant next to him again.

    "Before Ndokangdang Village .... Wis gini only .., Mr-e asked for help with Mr-e the taxi driver, the old .... Tell him to take him to Irul's house. He knows his house" the merchant's mother suggested.

    "Oh, nggih .... Maturnuwun ..." said Jamil who again rushed to the front of the market, to the ojek base, met the taxi driver as suggested by the mother of the trader.

    And after arriving at the taxi driver's place, "Sorry, Mr. .., Do you know Mas Irul's house? Formerly his employee Babah Ho ..." asked Jamil to the ojek's father.

    "Ooo, Irul, Babagan .... Yes, know .... Want to get us there?" ask the taxi driver to Jamil.

    "Right, sir ..." said Jamil, who was certainly very happy because he could find the house he was looking for, Irul's house.

    "But the guy works at Juwana .... Never come home ..." said the father who seemed to know exactly about Irul.

    "It's okay, Mr .... We will go to his house ..." Jamil said.

    "Monggo ..." said the motorcycle taxi driver, who had driven his motorcycle, and of course told Jamil to go up to his bonbar.

    "Yes, Sir .... But slowly, let the car follow us .." said Jamil, pointing at his car.

    "Oo, take the car, to ...?" ask the taxi driver.

    "Rubber, Sir .... But I bonceng Mr. just ..." replied Jamil who had climbed into the motorbike. Then Jamil gave a warning to Mas tarno to follow him.

    They also walked in tandem. Of course the taxi driver walked slowly so that the car that followed did not miss. Crossing the village road should not be too tight. Moreover, the road is also less good. Many jeglongan can be dangerous for less cautious riders.

     Not too far. Just for a moment, there were no ten minutes, they had arrived in front of the village house made of wood. A very large house with a large courtyard. The taxi driver went straight into the yard. Similarly, Mas Tarno, who participated in putting his car in the spacious yard.

    "This is Irul's house .." said the taxi driver.

    "Maturnuwun, sir ..." said Jamil who then gave his fare.

    "Sami-sami ..." said the taxi driver who immediately turned his vehicle and of course returned to the market.

    Haven't had time to step onto the porch of the house, suddenly from inside ran the girl wearing a negligee. It was none other than Melian.

    "Sir ..........!!!" Melian shouted loudly and hit Jamil. Hugged his father tightly, of course while crying.

    Juminem and Ms Indra rushed down from the car. Juminem immediately approached his son who was still hugging his father. Juminem hugged Melian. And of course also crying, because so happy.

    Ms. Indra walked as fast as she ran, towards the terrace of the house, where Irul and her mother were silent to stand watching the child and her parents hugging each other and crying. Ms. Indra immediately met Irul, and of course also hugged her.

    Of course Irul was shocked. Cuddled by the beautiful girl, who was also crying on the fall of Irul's shoulder. Ms. Indra is also very happy to be able to meet with Irul again.

    Irul's mother was confused. Watching her son being embraced by a beautiful woman like an angel. But the instinct of a woman's heart is a mother, she feels, that is the girl loved by her child.

    "Relse .... Come on in .... Why hugs outside the house ..." said his mother Irul to his guests.

    "Eh, yes ..., Mother ...." Ms. Indra was shocked, already lulled by her embrace of Irul. Then he took off his embrace, while wiping his tears with the tip of his hand, then greeted his mother Irul, while kissing the old woman's hand. Jamil, Juminem and Melian. Who then entered the house of his family Irul.

    "Mas Tarno's .... Ask for help in the back, bring it in, for his mother Irul ..." said Juminem who told Mas Tarno to take souvenirs. Very many in number.

    In that room of the house, they really looked very happy. Unmeasurable happiness. Happy to be back with children and parents. Also happy to find love. Then they were chatting with each other, of course with his story that could not be reasoned.