DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 163: ANJANGSANA

    Laris store is now getting better. As the name suggests, Laris, means many buyers. And that's true. Many buyers come and go. Exit and alternate. The merchandise is getting more and more types and quantities. Almost all household needs are in the store. Of course, because Irul and Indra want to provide excellent service. Want to deliver large quantities of groceries, which are impossible to carry alone, even people do ask for their groceries to be delivered.

    Not only that, Indra has also installed a phone in his shop. Serve purchases by phone. Of course for rich people who do not want complicated to go shopping, can order by phone. This at that time, was a very sophisticated service. So, people can afford in Lasem many who order shopping by phone. Not only landlines, but Indra also receives orders via SMS. It must be the phone number HP already known first. This is usually a good customer. Today, it is an online service. Can use inter-messaging application.

    And what Indra once said, if the store is not just a small grocery store, he wants to be an agent to supply the needs of the shops in Lasem and surrounding areas, it becomes a reality. Many shops and market merchants that I have in the Best-Selling Store. Of course the price of baskets and retail will be different. In fact, Toko Laris has been supplying merchandise to the Rembang and Tuban areas.

    To serve all customer requests in various places, of course, the Laris Store requires a fleet. So Irul asked his sister-in-law to help. Rather than working as an uncertain laborer, it was better to help his shop. Likewise with his two younger sisters, told to help serve merchandise in the store. Of course Irul and Indra would rather ask his sister to help with the sale, than to hire someone else who does not know his character. However, his younger siblings are still paid as employees.

    For management matters, bringing goods from suppliers, as well as financial affairs are provided to Indra. His wife is an expert in business. While the business of selling and shipping goods to buyers is handed over to Irul. Of course Irul is very good at customer service, has experience in his shop Babah Ho. And right now, he has to take care of his own shop, definitely much better. Yeah, because it's so hot. Even Irul has bought a motorbike and an open-air car. Everything for the means of transportation of goods delivery. Especially for distant customers. A truly Best-Selling Store.

    Even so, Irul and Indra, Bestis Shop, still serve small retail, whose buyers are from among the poor rakyak. Laris stores do not distinguish the rich and poor, large or small parties, wholesale or retail. In fact, so good Irul and Indra, if there are people who buy cigarettes bars, or if the Lasem people call the sak ***, also served. These people must have no money.

    "Dek ..., we have not had communication with Mr. Jamil, Ms. Juminem and Melian, yes ..." said Irul while laying down his body in a room at his shop, after closing the shop door. It's five o'clock in the afternoon. The shop closes at five in the afternoon. And his sisters have all gone home.

    Indra, who was standing at the door of the room, looked at her husband with a smile. Then he said, "Kangen, yes ..., Mas ...."

    "It's not just kangen .... But there is something that holds up in this heart ..." said Irul.

    Then Indra approached her husband who was still on the bed. Indra sat on the edge of the mattress, while observing the face of her husband who she thought there was a longing for the family of Mr. Jamil.

    "Yes, Mas .... It's been two months .... I also miss Melian .... When are we going there?" ask his wife, who certainly appreciates her husband.

    "I want anjangsana .. visit to relieve longing, visit to the home of Mr. Jamil .... They were not just my bosses at work there, not brothers because they were already our marriage guardians, but there was a very strong bond between me and them. Especially with Melian, Deck .... If you remember my hard times, Babah Ho and Ms. Lan helped me. Now that our store is like this, of course all of this is inseparable from them. Even our meeting, it's also because of Mr. Jamil's family. Dek Indra dolan with Melian, I'm an employee at Pak Jamil's place. Even when I was suffering from inner birth, Mr. Jamil was the one who helped me. I want to come with them. Mr. Jamil and Mr. Juminem already consider me to be his own family. If I am happy, I am sure I am too. Especially Melian. Since the baby always pampered to me. In the past every invited to the store, if I have not been carrying, must be crying for carrying. Until the tragic death of his mother, I really felt that sadness. That's why I love Melian so much. Even more dear to Melian than my own sisters. I never had the heart to see that child suffer." Irul revealed his heart, which was clearly a picture of his longing for Melian.

    "How about we take a look at Mr Jamil's family tomorrow Sunday? After all, Mr. Jamil is off, and Melian is also off" said Indra who tried to give an opinion.

    "How's our shop?" Jamil again hesitated with his shop, which of course if closed many disappointed buyers.

    "There are brothers ..." said Indra who certainly did not worry for the service of his shop.

    "Can they?" ask Irul.

    "They are good at serving, Mas ..." said Indra reassuringly.

    "Then we tell them tomorrow .... Let's be ready to come gasik" said Irul who agreed with his wife's proposal.

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    Sunday morning. As Irul told his sisters, they came to the gas shop. Because his kids are off school. Even his children were taken to the store. Momong. Irul's mother also went to the store. Of course for momong his grandchildren. Understandably, since Irul and Indra are going to Juwana, then they are all preparing to serve the buyer as much as possible. As ordered by Indra, serving customers to the maximum is the key that customers will not move shopping places.

    "Le .., Rule .... If you go to Mr. Jamil's house, you must bring Bu Juminem for your trade .... Bring rice, sugar, coffee, oil and what's appropriate .... For souvenirs .... Even though they are rich, able to buy, but you come not just empty-handed .... Saru, Le ..." said Irul's mother, who ordered it to her son.

    "Excuse me, Mak .." replied Irul, who of course immediately conveyed to his wife. "We brought you anything, Dek ...?" ask Irul to his wife.

    "Sort of, Mas .... Let them know what kind of trading we are .." answered his wife.

    "In that case, can not ride the bike .... Must bring a pickup, Dek ..." said Irul which of course if the luggage is a lot, difficult to carry using a motorbike.

    "Yes, use the car only ..." said Indra.

    "Yes .... Occasionally take a ride in the car. What are the items, let me transport them to the pickup ...?" said Irul who immediately agreed.

    Lucky Irul is smart. Although only a month had a pickup car, but was good at driving. Even if his sister-in-law was going somewhere else, Irul himself delivered the goods with his pickup. Surely when in the Milky Way, Mas Tarno had taught Irul to drive if the right to send goods out of the city. Yes, indeed the person must be prigel, must be able to all kinds of activities. It does not have to be good at everything, but at least understand and can. Not always dependent on others.

    "I was the one who lifted up, De ..." said his sister-in-law, husband of his sister Irul who had started straddling the goods to the back of the car brondol. Lasem people call it a car or car openings. Although the car is fast, in the area of Lasem to the south, it is still used for passenger transportation of people. Because there is rarely a transport there. Even trucks are used for people.

    Of course a lot of stuff brought. What is clear is one bagor rice, then there are boxes that contain various items such as sugar, sugar Java, oil, syrup, and various other kitchen items. There are two large boxes that are also placed in the back of the car. Who packed and arranged the goods of his sisters Irul. Of course, to the knowledge of his brother-in-law, Indra.

    "Mas Irul's .... It's ready, let's go ...!" Indra invited her husband to leave, she was sitting next to the sopiran.

    "Yes ...!" Irul went straight to the car, drove and left.

    Lasem - Juwana is not far away. At least about an hour's drive. And certainly not boring, because the road passes by the seafront is exciting. Until finally, Irul has turned and entered the yard of Pak Jamil's house in Kampung Naga.

    Knowing that there was a pickup car coming into his yard, of course Jamil wondered, who came? It just so happened that Jamil was relaxing on the front porch. Clean the garden.

    "Kulanuwun, Mr. Jamil ...." Irul got out of the car, and immediately gave his greetings and memorized the former leader.

    "Mana ...?! Where ...?!" Juminem and Melian immediately ran out, of course want to meet with Mas Irul and Cik Indra.

    Irul and Indra who were already on the terrace, directly hit by Melian. Of course Indra and Irul immediately shook hands with Juminem. While Melian after embracing Ms. Indra and kissing her, immediately hugged Mas Irul.

    "Mas Irul .., I miss ..." said Melian who would not let go of her embrace on Irul.

    "Name .... We are also kangen .... Therefore Ms Indra and Mas Irul came here .." replied Irul who is certainly very dear to Melian. Even Melian who was already in high school was still admired by Irul, like kissing his sister. Of course because of his sobbing.

    "Wes, not outside .... Come on in. ..." invite Jamil to let everyone into the house.

    "Mas Irul ..., the goods please be lifted ..." said Indra told her husband. Which is certainly not strong to lift rice one bagor.

    "Oh, yes .... A moment ..." said Irul who immediately returned to the car tub, lifting the sack of rice.

    "Walah ..., take what is this ...?!" Juminem asked directly.

    "That's our sales, Mbak Jum ..." Indra said with a smile and stroking his arm to Juminem.

    Jamil immediately helped, lifting the cardboard in the car tub. Likewise Melian who came to the car, immediately helped lift the cardboard, Of course somewhat objected, because the contents are full.

    "This is what the hell, Mas Irul ...? How heavy ..." asked Melian who would like to know the contents.

    "Mortgage .... Those are the things we sell. As it was sold by kankong ..." replied Irul to Melian, which certainly reminded him of the trading Babah Ho in the past.

    The items were taken straight to the kitchen. Of course, because it is all the needs of the kitchen.

    In the kitchen, Juminem already makes drinks. Warm tea for guests. Ms. Indra was already sitting in the guest chair. Then Mr. Jamil who had put cardboard on the kitchen table, went straight to the living room. So did Irul, who was always followed by Melian. Even when he wanted to sit in the living room, Irul dragged Melian to sit together in a long chair. Then Melian clings and shoots at Irul.

    Of course Indra could only be silent. Not daring to forbid or separate her husband from Melian. Understandably, Melian's son is too spoiled. Even with Irul the effect is outrageous. But Indra understands that, because the taste of kangennya must be very burning. More than two months without seeing me.

    "Sik Indra is selling anything, why brought here all ...?" ask Juminem who served drinks to her guests, and of course to her husband as well.

    "Such a variety of sembako, Mbak Jum .... He said Mas Irul like Babah Ho merchandise .." replied Indra.

    "Walah .., means complete, leh ..." - Juminem.

    "I remember when Melian was a baby, Mas Irul came to the house to send milk together. Then if Mas Irul comes, it must uphold Melian and then puffed up .... Hehe ..." recalls Juminem his time of life is still short.

    "Pantesan Melian if you meet Mas Irul immediately spoiled .... Hehe ..." ledek Cik Indra on Melian.

    Melian who was mocked just smiled, even directly hugging Irul. Like wanting to show me the potency.

    "Maklum Cik Indra .... We were very poor at the time. I'm just a limestone digger porters. The pay was not enough to buy Melian's milk. Lucky Mas Irul is always sending us groceries. Ee .., it turns out, now Mas Irul and Ms. Indra even become sembako photographers. We are grateful, Ms. Indra ..." added Jamil who also remembered her hard time.

    "So, the stall is in Lasem Market?" tanya Juminem, who thought that the Mas Irul and Cik Indra grocery stalls were in the market like Babah Ho used to.

    "No, Ma'am Jum .... The shop is on the side of the highway, close to the square. It's called a Laris Shop. Monggo please go to Lasem, look at our shop." replied Indra.

    "How big is it, Irul?" ask Jamil.

    "Thank God, good, Mr. Jamil .... The important thing is to be able to meet the needs of life." replied Irul.

    "It is more than enough .... Lha wong can already buy a car tepak all that way, kok ..." said Juminem which is certainly flattering.

    "Armada for goods transport, Mbak Jum ..." said Irul.

    "Come, Mr. .., Mak ..., we go to Lasem .... Melian peg see the shop Mas Irul the same Ms. Indra ..." said Melian who of course immediately wanted to go to Lasem.

    "Tomorrow for testing .... If the class increase vacation, make it more comfortable ..." replied his father who of course so that Melian learned to repeat the class increase.

    "Yes, Sir .... Anyway tomorrow the class hike goes straight to Lasem" said Melian who confirmed her father's appointment.

    "Yes .." replied his father.

    And the five of them were talking, endless. Even when they were invited to lunch, they were still chatting in the dining room. Surely the sense of kinship between Jamil, Juminem, Melian with Iru and Indra is very thick and difficult to separate. Understandably, they are all bound by Melian, the little baby Juminem found, who has now grown into a beautiful teenager. The anjangsana was also very pleasant.