Melati is drifting between the thick plants in the jungle. She is finding that special tree. It is one of her favourites. She is still laughing from her small jokes just now. It is one of entertainment in her long and lonely life. She cannot remember her origin. There is only one thing she is sure about, this area is her territory. When she is happy she will laugh a long shrieking laugh. Her audience will mesmerize by her beauty. That is her standard. Her home is the weeping fig tree age ninety years old. It is located near the junction at Kampong Batu Gajah, near the bus stop where Jalil and friends like to spend time. Only the old folks remember the sad incident about those tree. The Japan occupation during War World II, left a scar to some of the peoples. Melati has a connection with t
