
Six 6 years passed the Jarwo melon farming business is now growing rapidly, not a few neighboring countries in Asia and even surrounding European countries have a lot of melon fruit that tastes sweet from Jarwo agriculture.
The number of requests, obviously makes Jarwo and his team inevitably have to expand the land he worked on.
Because he was busy with his melon farm, Jarwo sometimes paid less attention to his health, he always considered the cough and cold that often hit his body was just a common cold.
And there came a time when Jarwo received an invitation to a meeting, a very honorable invitation from an Arab king, all this was done by the Arab king because he was satisfied with his request which had been fulfilled by a millennial farmer like Jarwo.
"Wo, is it true that the king of Arabia invited you to a meeting? " ask Suminah who still does not believe in all this.
"I yes Ma'am, Jarwo still half-believes in all this" he replied to his mother-in-law with a smile.
"Thank God Wo, I'm happy that you have been successful, especially now that the Arab king wants to meet you" said Dirmo who arrived to come to Jarwo.
"When Wo, are you going to have that meeting? " ask Dirmo and Suminah simultaneously.
"Next week sir, Ma'am" Jarwo replied briefly to his parents-in-law.
It was time for the day Jarwo would meet his special guests from the Arab country.
At the meeting, Jarwo brought 6-year-old Jono, all done so that the king could also recognize the son of a millennial farmer Jarwo.
The meeting was held in Jakarta, in a five-star hotel, there Jarwo in jamu and spoiled by an Arab king.
After the meal was over, the Arab king who was assisted by a translator or translator now talked about the agricultural world in Jarwo.
The conversation was halted, because the Arab king wanted to introduce his prince's son named Sultan abdullah who was only 11 years old to Jarwo and Jono.
After the event was over Jarwo decided to go straight back to his home, although the distance was very far, but Jarwo still did it.
Two weeks passed after the completion of the meeting, Jarwo now looks often sick, a disease that he had always considered the wind and was now really draining his physique.
After the maghrib prayer, Jarwo felt his waist was very sick, pain that could not be imagined before, with the position of sitting Jarwo shed tears to withstand the pain.
"Mother why?, why are you crying? " ask Jono who just entered the room and found his father fell down.
Seeing all that Jono ran in search of his grandparents, he ran in all directions looking for and looking for the whereabouts of his grandparents.
After arriving at the front porch of the house, Jono saw his grandparents who had just opened the gate of his house.
"Grandpa... Granny.please Mr. Jono! " jono said as he ran to hug his grandparents who had just arrived.
"Your father why Le? " question Suminah to Jono while rubbing his head.
"Father.
Dirmo who felt an uneasy feeling immediately ran towards Jarwo's room.
"Wo..Wo. "call Dirmo while knocking on Jarwo's room door.
Feeling that there was no reason, Dirmo decided to directly enter Jarwo's room.
How surprised Dirmo after entering and found the son-in-law was already in a position lying on the floor with a very pale face while grimacing with pain.