The Gold urn Changed my Destiny

Asyifa Jasmine

Professor Azrul's grandson was named Asyifa Melati. Often called Melati by her Grandfather.

This morning, Prof. Azrul prepared to go to a private college to give materials about molecules and atoms to new students.

“Breakfast first, Cake. I've made chicken porridge and low-sugar warm tea.”

The grandfather also ate chicken porridge and warm tea as a breakfast menu in the morning.

“You are good at home yes, finished selling directly home do not wander. Grandpa will be home in the afternoon!” titah Prof's. Azrul.

“Iya, Cake.”

After breakfast, Professor. Azrul was getting ready because there was a driver from the private college who picked him up.

“Grandfather go first,” he said reached out.

“Iya, Cake.” Melati kissed the back of her grandfather's hand.

After the departure of Prof. Azrul, Melati immediately locked the house, went to the stall while carrying her merchandise. He sells breakfast and fried foods that have been wrapped from home. He only rented a 1x2 meter stand for one long table.

Time has shown noon, the sun is hot. The rest of the food is still a little more, but of course the fried food and fried rice wrapped in Styrofoam is cold.

“Still another 6 packs, fried three more packs. Do I give to the buskers on the street only time? But, I'm afraid to meet a bad street kid.”

While waiting for two hours, no one bought the merchandise. Until he decided to pack up, bring the rest of his food towards the tunnel. Where many street children gather.

“Hai, sister, here!” Melati called out to two little children who were holding a ukulele.

“You've eaten?” ask Melati. They both shook their heads.

“No small amount of food, but it's cold. If you want, this is for you,” Melati gives the remaining fried and fried rice from her wares to the two of them.

“Passionate Brother,” replied to the two children who received a crackle filled with food with a happy smile.

“Eh, wait, what do you guys bring?” ask again.

“Kak, quickly go! Run!” said the two boys commemorate Melati. However, Melati did not understand, she just silently watched.

“Kak, quickly run Kak!” throw them both out.

“This brother just love us food,” defend them both, hope Melati immediately run from there.

Jasmine had always been innocent and had always been protected by her Grandfather. Although his grandfather was old, but the grandfather was quite charismatic and always calculated, never went to any place carelessly. Especially seeing street kids in the tunnels. As for usually Melati give food, only on the ones they pass, not looking like Melati did this time.

“Eh, beautiful prey. Want to play with Brother, Neng?” The three young men began to approach.

“Run jack!” yelled at the two boys. They pushed the three men. “Quick Brother!"

“Hah, keep you guys?" ask Melati.

“Don't think of us, Stupid! Go there!” One of the boys was cursing at Melati's stupidity.

Melati stuttered, she immediately turned around and ran. The two boys try to get in the way and help Melati. “Damn you two!” The three adult men brushed aside and even kicked the two boys.

Melati ran until she was free of the tunnel, she reached the crossroads. Unfortunately, he was still in pursuit, no one had any intention of helping him. The people who were looking were silent because they were afraid of the three adults. They're big tunnel thugs.

Finally, Melati was caught. Her hair was pulled by force. “Akh! It hurts! Help me!" yell Jasmine.

“No one will help you here, Neng.”

“No! Please!” Jasmine thrashing.

Ckit it! A car hit the three of them who were holding onto Melati's body. The three of them fell down and Melati came off.

“Hai Girl! Get in my car if you want to survive!" yell a man at him.