DRAGON CARVED JADE BRACELET
Chapter 121: THE NEWS IS SHAKING

    Monday morning, at National High School, as usual the children entered school. But this time, the children were not in gray and white uniforms, but rather in sportswear, although there were some children who wore high school uniforms. Yes, like most other schools, after the end of the semester is completed, children hold Class Meeting activities. Inter-class competition activities, as a time filler while waiting for teachers to correct test results. Of course the atmosphere is more relaxed, because there are no lessons. Only after teachers make announcements for children who are undervalued should they join the replay.  All competitions between classes are organized and organized by OSIS. Miscellaneous sheep. There are basketball, volleyball, chess, table tennis, and even poetry and karaoke. It gives students the opportunity to perform. Win losing number two, the important thing is they rejoice after racking the brain facing the final test of the semester.

    That morning, the school field was crowded with children who played volleyball. The schedule of inter-class volleyball competitions. But just starting the volleyball game, Soni, class I B, who just came suddenly broke the news that her classmate, Jonatan, had a single accident in Bandungan and died. The kids became a storm. Even the volleyball match came to a halt. Because the one who is competing is class I A against I B.

    "What's up ...?!"

    "Jonathan died .... Accident in Bandungan."

    "When ...?!"

    "Yesterday .... By dawn morning ...."

    "Byeah, keep ...?!"

    "Yesterday afternoon was taken home from Ambarawa Hospital. Now it has been buried in the funeral home" said Soni who conveyed to her friends.

    "Which funeral home? ?We going there?" ask friends.

    "In the hospital there ..." replied Soni while pointing towards the hospital in question.

    "We're going there now?"

    "Sepent .... Being playing volleyball .... End this ..." answered his friends who were playing volleyball.

    However, there were some people who went straight out of the school yard, took a motorbike in the parking lot and bablas to Tlogorejo funeral home which was not far from the school. Especially my close friends Jonatan. Of course they want to know exactly the circumstances and the story, which may be conveyed by his parents. This resulted in volleyball players from class I B being reduced and had to be replaced.

    "What's up ...?!" the kids from the other classes asked, wondering what the problem was until they left.

    "This ..., he said Soni, Jonatan died in an accident ...."

    "Huh ...?! Jonatan's big body?"

    "Yes .... Who used to be with Mei Jing."

    "Payment does not participate volleyball ...."

    "Says a single accident ...."

    "God .... Accident where? Really bad?"

    "Accident in Bandungan .... That's you know, from the top, right down the corner .... The motor's in the abyss."

    "What's right ...?!"

    "Eat him, it's his friends on to the funeral home, to make sure."

    "Yes, Koh .... Jonatan's brother was my sister's friend .... My brother has heard from his brother Jonatan. Right .., he said the bike riding Jonatan plunged into the ravine. The motor's crumbling."

    "When did it happen?"

    "Evening Sunday .... But it was discovered by the citizens already early in the morning."

    "Current ...."

    "Well ..., don't know ...."

    The chatter, the news of Jonatan's death, finally reached the ears of the teachers. Including the principal. Then the class IB chairman is called to the office by the homeroom teacher. Of course to be asked about the truth of the news.

    "Please call class I B chairman, yes .... Go to the teacher's office. I want to ask about Jonatan's news" said Miss Esther, I B's homeroom teacher, one of the students who happened to walk into the teachers' room to ask the children who had to pay for maths.

    "Yes, Mom .... We'll tell you later." replied the boy.

    But after reaching the bottom, on the field, Willy, the head of class I B, who actually participated in volleyball, was not there. Willy goes to the funeral home to confirm the news of Jonatan's death.

    "Willy doesn't exist, Ms .... I went to the funeral home, wanted to confirm Jonatan's death." replied Willy's friend.

    "Then help you get to the teacher's room, tell Ms. Esther, your homeroom teacher, tell her that Willy is going to the funeral home. That is, yes ..." ask the student who was told by his teacher earlier.

    "Yes, Ms .... I'm going to see Miss Esther." said the first-grader, who went straight up to the second floor, to the teacher's room.

    After entering the teacher's room, "Excuse me, good morning, Miss Esther ..." said the female student of class I B.

    "Eh, yes, Nik .... Here .... Where's Willy?" ask Miss Ester.

    "Sorry, Miss Esther .... Willy to the funeral home .... Want to make sure the news about Jonatan." replied Willy's friend, class I B.

    "O, yes .., to .... I didn't say Miss Esther first .... Yes already, later if you have reached the school again, immediately tell to see Miss Esther, how the news. That's it, yeah ..., Nik." said Miss Esther who was waiting for the truth of the news.

    When coming down from the teacher room, it turns out that the field is already crowded. The students talked about Jonatan's death. It turned out that his friends who had been to the funeral home had gone home, back to school. And they certainly immediately told me about Jonatan's death.

    "Willy ...!! You are called Miss Esther .... Mother teacher wants to know the truth of the news of Jonatan's death" said the daughter of class I B who just came down from the teacher's room.

    "O, yes .... I'll see Miss Esther soon .... Please be coordinated to see Jonatan" said Willy, class I B chairman.

    "Correct?" ask friend.

    "Yes .... Bad .... We will be together .... Pity his mother crying continues." said Willy who immediately went up the stairs to the second floor. Of course I will report to his homeroom teacher.

    While below, the news of Jonatan's death has been talked about by students who gathered in the field and on the class terraces. Especially in the classroom I B who began to discuss his plans to visit the funeral home.

    "Excuse me .. good morning, Miss Esther ...." Willy who entered the teacher room immediately greeted his homeroom teacher.

    "Grand .., Willy .... How's the story going about Jonatan? I didn't talk to Miss Esther ...." Esther immediately questioned the class leader.

    "Sorry, Miss Esther .... This was us with some friends who went straight to the funeral home, to ensure the truth of the news. And we've been there, it's true, Jonatan had an accident in Bandungan and died." replied Willy.

    "Wadm .... Yes, God .... So right, Jonatan died?" Miss Esther was surprised. Sure is pathetic.

    "Yes, Madam .... Jonatan had an accident, his motorbike entered the ravine in Bandungan. That's you know, Ms. .., if from the direction of Bandungan, a sharp curve that decreases .... That's the right side of the abyss .... Well, Jonatan plunged into the abyss." explains Willy who certainly heard the story from Jonatan's parents.

    Hearing the story of Willy, the teachers in the teacher's room immediately listened, listening to how the events that befell his students. Even the headmaster's mother also hovered in the teacher's room, wanting to know the story.

    "Where ...?" ask the principal.

    "In Bandungan, Mom ...." Miss Ester is in the process.

    "Well, out testing directly picnic Bandungan ..." the other teachers say.

    "When did it happen?" ask another teacher.

    "So said Jonatan's papi, after the test on Saturday Jonatan did not go home. Just tell Yuk-e, he says he wants to take a walk to Bandungan .... It turned out that until the night Jonatan did not come home either. No news news. On Sunday morning, there was a phone call at his house, from the police who said that Jonatan had an accident and his parents were sent to Ambarawa Hospital. His parents went straight to Ambarawa. And after arriving at the hospital, immediately met by the police and escorted to make sure the person who had the accident was his son. His parents were invited into the morgue. In shock, he said. And it's true, Jonatan is dead" said Willy, who told Jonatan's parents' story.

    "What afternoon was the accident?" ask another teacher.

    "She was found by the villagers already at dawn .... It's morning, Mom. What time it doesn't know. Said the police, it's supposed to be midnight." Willy added.

    "Wadm .... The accident was alone, was it? Not piggybacking?" ask the principal.

    "Alone, Madam .... Found in the middle of the vegetable garden." replied Willy.

    "Ke Bandungan kok ya alone, kok not boncengan same friend .... Does Jonatan have a girlfriend yet?" ask another teacher.

    "No, sir .." replied Willy sabil smiling.

    "Lha that, who is often invited together .. he said instead now out it .... What's his name, yeah ...?" said another teacher.

    "Ooh, Mei Jing .... Mei Jing goes with her papa, sir .... Out of town ..." replied Willy.

    "What severe? How did you die?" ask one of the teachers.

    "He said badly, sir .... Her coffin was not opened, as she said her face was broken .... The bike just crumbled, sir .... The gap is deep, that's Mr .... It must have been a bad wound" Willy said.

    "When is the funeral?" ask the homeroom teacher.

    "The Wednesday morning plan will be cremated, ma'am .... It's in the Kedungmundu Crematorium." replied Willy.

    "Mr Esther, please be coordinated, alternately the children visit the funeral home. Tomorrow during the funeral ceremony, we will go there together" said the principal.

    "Yes, Mom .... I will arrange it later. These kids are in class. I'm going to class now .... Come on, Willy .." replied Miss Esther, who immediately invited Willy down to class I B.

    On the field, the races temporarily stopped. The children noisily discussed the problem of the accident that befell Jonatan, resulting in death. Of course the story is all sorts. The children who had been to the funeral home, became the target of his friends' questions. Not only one classmate, but also from his upperclassmen. Of course, many do not believe in its occurrence. Cook to Bandungan alone. Sunday night go to Bandungan itself, is it not cold? Why not talk, even with friends? There is also a doubt, lest Jonatan berbongkongan with his girlfriend? But what about the fate of his girlfriend? Her boyfriend has fallen into the abyss, but no one knows yet.

    "Heh .., heh ..., heh .... There's a great news ...!!" said one of the students who had just arrived, suddenly immersed in the crowd of his friends.

    "What ...?! This Jonatan died in an accident in Bandungan ..." said one of the friends who crowded was telling Jonatan.

    "Huh ...?! That big jonatan died in Bandungan?" ask the new kid.

    "Remain ..." replied his friend.

    "Lhoh, this is also the news of the death of the children of Majapahit High School .... Three children died at the villa in Bandungan ...! Also last Sunday night it was .... Means with Jonatan ...?!" said the new kid.

    "Huh ...?! That's right ...?!" friends surprised. Is there a connection between the death of 3 children from Majapahit High School who were said to have died in the villa in Bandungan with Jonatan?