Dusk begins to fall and creeps closer to night. The sun is increasingly leaning towards the western horizon. Its soft reddish rays reflect beautifully waiting for the moon to come. The surroundings were quiet and it was getting dark.His wide eyes stared at the flat stone embedded in the mound in front of him. I do not know since when the young man was sitting crouched there. His face looked sad and his eyes were puffy like he had been crying."I'm sure you are suffering in nature. I'm sorry I was only able to visit you today, I hope you are happy with my arrival," he muttered softly and softly.The young man took a long, heavy breath, then slowly raised his head. For a moment he stared at the sun that was almost setting on the western horizon. Here, in this lonely place, everything had happened. Events that will never be forgotten throughout his life Events that occurred fifteen years ago, when he was still a ten year old boyHis memory returned to the incident that left such an impression on his heart and gave rise to a fire of revenge that always smoldered when he and his older sister had just come home looking for firewood. And on a rather quiet and hidden road, the two of them stopped for a moment to let go of tiredness and fatigue"You still have food, Dimas?" "Sister Surti is hungry, huh?"The fair-skinned girl smiled and nodded. He lowered the firewood and his back then sat under a shady tree. The little boy called Dimas approached. And handed the leaf packets to Surti, her sister."Hayo Dimas, let's eat together," Surti offered the lunch after opening it."Just brother, I'm not hungry yet," Dimas refused while sitting facing his older brother.When Dimas was watching his brother who was eating, suddenly five men with thick builds with scary faces appeared and immediately approached them. The five of them carried weapons at their waists each in the form of a large machete and had a pitch black handleSurti immediately stopped eating and immediately got up and took her sister's hand. The five strangers in front of them chuckled. His wild eyes looked at Surti's face and body. Gradually the five stepped closerSuddenly someone jumped up and grabbed Surti's hand. The girl screamed and struggled trying to get free. Dimas, a ten-year-old boy, immediately realized that they were in danger. His hands immediately gripped and pulled the rough hands that gripped his brother's hands."Demon!" growled the man.His right foot kicked Dimas' stomach, so that the boy's body was thrown to the side."Ah, don't...!" Surti screamed as she was pulled down and her face hit the chest of the person who was holding her hand.The man seemed to have let go of his grip on purpose and Surti immediately ran to his sister. But a moment later his shoulders were grabbed hard again so that Surti's body jerked backwards. And before his body fell backwards, a pair of strong arms had embraced him. Surti screamed to escape, but the man's embrace was too strong for her to feel."He... he... he..., shut up Cah Ayu," the person chuckled. Bret!"Ouch!" Surti screamed in surprise, her face clearly showing horrorThe man took off his shirt roughly. The body wrapped in a fine yellow cloth was wide open. The five men simultaneously laughed lustfully, seeing the beautiful body running around trying to save themselves. Surti's footsteps stopped when one of them jumped to block her."Hehehe...!""Ah..., don't! I beg you, don't..." groaned Surti pitifully."Come here, sweet child. He... he... he..., you are beautiful and exciting.""No. "Surti's fate was really like a toy, she was pushed and carried around like a ball. His clothes were no longer torn here and there. Several parts of her body were sticking out, making the five male bitch's eyes even wilder and savage.Surti screamed, struggled trying to escape from the grip of one of the people who hugged her and behind her. Not to mention the girl broke away, one of the others had grabbed her hand. Surti's body staggered, and fell rolled to the ground. The girl screamed loudly as one of the others pressed her body."Ehhh..., let go! Don't..!" cried Surti moaning.Surti's strength could not be matched by that burly and burly man. Surti is powerless anymore. The man was getting wilder, in vain he struggled and clawed. The man pulled roughly the rest of the cloth he was wearing."Ah!" Surti screamed in surprise."Hehehe...!" the five delinquent boys laughed wildly.They immediately approached Surti who kept thrashing under the crush of one of them. Surti has no power anymore.His hands were held. His body was naked without a single sheet of cloth. Her tears flowed profusely crying over her fate. He could only groan and beg, but all in vain."Aaahh...!" Surti screamed loudly when she felt something she had never felt before.The girl's eyes closed, she could no longer watch the grinning grinning faces above her body. Not to mention he breathed a sigh of relief after the man who was above him got up, his body was pressed against another person again. Again, Surti screamed loudly, then fainted, unable to bear the ordeal anymore. His body that had been lying unconscious was again rotated by the next three people."Noooo...!" Dimas screamed loudly.The young man's body fell limply hugging the mound of earth in front of him. Her tears rolled down her cheeks, she could no longer imagine the heinous incident that happened to her brother fifteen years ago. Five demon-possessed people raped his older sister in turn, and killed her when they were satisfied."I'll look for them, I'll kill them all. Trust me, Sis. I'll avenge your heartache!" furious Dimas. His palms clasped together into fists.Dimas slowly got up and wiped away his tears. Then he looked back at Surti's tomb, and took a long, heavy breath"They must die! Die...!" shouted Dimas loudly, full of revenge.The loud screams echoed, reflected off the trees and rocky hills. His scream, which was accompanied by inner strength, made the surrounding nature seem to vibrate along with feeling the vibrations of his heart that was full of coals of revenge."I swear, they must die by my hands!"***Meanwhile in a small village between the hills, a girl with a plump body and black manls, was sitting contemplating on a wooden cot on the terrace of her house. Her face was gloomy and her eyes looked empty. Her lips were tiny and thin rosy, pressed tightly together"Wulan..." a soft voice called.The girl turned her head, her eyes immediately fell on the old woman standing in the doorway. But those beautiful little lips didn't answer in the slightest, she stared back blankly ahead. The old woman who was none other than the girl's mother stepped closer, and sat beside her child. The fingers of his old, thin and puffy hands stroked Wulan's hair."Why did you accept that old fart's proposal, Mom?" slowly and softly Wulan's voice asked."Your father can do nothing my son.""That man has had many wives, Mother! Besides, I don't deserve to be his wife. He is too old, older than Father!""You have to understand, Wulan. No one can refuse Gusti Wira Perakin's wish. Are you willing to see your father die on the scaffold? Meanwhile, you alone..." the old woman could no longer imagine and continued her wordsWulan was speechless. He only glanced at his mother for a moment, then looked back far ahead. Meanwhile the sky was overcast, the thick black clouds seemed to feel the heart of the girl who was filled with turmoil. Nyi Sukirah patted her son's shoulder gently. and asked her to come inside as soon as she realized it was going to rain. The two of them sat side by side on the bamboo halls in the front room of their house. In the corner of the bamboo halls lay a beautifully carved wooden box. Wulan looked at it with a feeling her mother understood. A wooden box full of gold jewels! This is the first time he has seen this sign of a betrothal bond in his life!Wulan couldn't imagine how her lover would feel when she found out that she had been proposed to by an old farce man, who was more suitable to be her father than to be her husband. The man who is powerful and very feared by the entire population of this village. No one dared to go against him! Yes..., no one!"Huh...!" Wulan let out a long sigh. His tone was furious. "Just give me the betrothal token back, ma'am!""Wulan...!" Nyi Sukirah gasped in surprise"I don't want it, Mom. I can't betray Kang Dimas. I promised to be faithful until I wait for Kang Dimas to return. Just return the sign of the engagement bond, Mom," Wulan sulked."Wulan... do you know the consequences of refusing Gusti Wira Perakin's proposal? No, son! Don't take your parents to the gallows! I beg you, don't," Nyi Sukirah could no longer hold back her tears. He hugged his daughter's shoulder."We can leave this village, Mother. Here we also don't have anything. Everything is controlled by that old fart. All our lives we are in debt that is getting bigger and bigger!" Wulan's voice was getting higher."Gusti Wira Perakin will release all of your father's debts, Wulan. He will even hand back your father's land. He will guarantee our lives," Nyi Sukirah persuaded. "Be devoted to your parents, Wulan.""No, Mom! Me is not for sale!" said Wulan. "Wulan...!" Nyi Sukirah could no longer speak.Wulan stood up, then she took the wooden box that was in the corner of the bamboo halls. He was stunned for a moment, then turned and sat back down beside his mother. Her hand stretched forward handed the jewelry box to her parents. Nyi Sukirah just stared blankly. Holding the bitterness of his heart."If Mom or Dad don't want to return this jewelry, let me return it myself," said Wulan firmly."Wulan...!"Wulan put the jewelry box on her mother's lap, then she stepped closer to the window that was still wide open. Nyi Sukirah didn't know what to do anymore. She got up and stepped into her room carrying the jewelry box. The bedroom door creaked softly, then closed tightly"I'm sorry, Mother..., Father," Wulan whispered softly. "Impossible!" snorted Ki Sukirah loudly.The old man whose hair had turned white looked at the carved wooden box in his wife's hand. His head shook as if he couldn't believe that Wulan had refused the proposal he had received."Wulaaan...!" called Ki Sukirah loudly."Sir..." Nyi Sukirah trembled seeing her husband so angry.The door to the room opened slowly, and from behind the door, a beautiful girl with a sad face appeared. For a moment he looked at his parents who sat on the edge of the bed. Slowly once he stepped closer."Sit down!" ordered Ki Sukira.Wulan's lips did not answer one bit. He sat beside his father with his head deeply bowed. Not daring to look at the old tired face in front of him. The girl realized exactly what was raging in her parents' chest."What do you mean return this engagement sign, Wulan?" asked Ki Sukirah trying to hold back her anger. "Cancelled the proposal, Father," Wulan said softly. "And you know, what were the consequences?"Wulan nodded decisively. His courage to defy his father suddenly rose. Her eyes met her father's reddened orbs.Ki Sukirah stared intently at her daughter. He was very surprised to see Wulan so strong!"Think it over carefully, Wulan. Your father and mother are just small people, they don't have any power," Nyi Sukirah's low voice tried to intercede."Gusti Wira Perakin has brought his proposal sign, Wulan. I have accepted it. There's no way I can return it again. You know that, Wulan," continued Ki Sukirah. His anger seemed to be recedingFor a moment the atmosphere in the room was silent for a moment "I already stated earlier, if Mom and Dad don't want to return it, let me return it myself," Wulan's voice was slow and steady."Wulan! You realize you said that!" Ki Sukirah snapped. "I'm aware, Father! Precisely I'm aware that's why I refusethat old fart's proposal!"Ki Sukirah was silent and stared at her daughter with exasperation."I'm sure, in my heart, neither Mother nor Father would accept it. To be honest, Father, I want to ask if you are happy?"Ki Sukirah and his wife were stunned. Her daughter's words stabbed right into their hearts and deepest feelings. They acknowledged the truth of what their son said, and it was no longer possible for them to argue about defending their position, which was only based on their fear of the cruelty of Wira Perakin and his people. The atmosphere in the room was silent after Wulan left, who had stepped outside.***
The sun had not yet turned to the West when the envoy of Wira Perakin arrived. The group consisted of eight people and was led by Jaran Kedung. Their faces looked rough and vicious.Ki Sukirah greeted them with haste. His body bent condescendingly from. Meanwhile, Nyi Sukirah just stared at him from the doorway. The woman's face clearly showed extreme fear. The arrival of the eight horsemen showed that Wira Perakin was not playing around with his intention to take Wulan. And their arrival must have been because the ruler of the village wanted a fixed time for its implementation"Oh, please. Please, gentlemen, come inside," said Ki Sukirah, bowing respectfully"Hm..." Jaran Kedung snorted arrogantly.The tall, burly man jumped down from the horse's back, and the seven other people followed him. Jaran Kedung stepped up straight to follow Ki Sukirah who walked ahead of him. Meanwhile, Nyi Sukirah had disappeared from the doorway.Only two people followed Jaran Kedung into the house. Ki Sukirah sat cross-legged accompanied by his wife. Meanwhile, the three envoys from Wira Perakin sat on chairs. In contrast to his wife who looked so worried, Ki Sukirah seemed ready to face whatever was going to happen. Wulan's words and attitude had made her realize not to give up on the fate that would befall her."I came by order of Gusti Wira Perakin. He wants his marriage to be accelerated with your daughter," said Jaran Kedung, opening his voice first.Ki Sukirah nodded her head. Meanwhile, his wife was getting scared. Nyi Sukirah was restless and sat in an awkward manner. His eyes never left the floor around him sitting, he didn't dare look at these unexpected guests"You must decide right now, when the wedding will take place!" continued Jaran Kedung."Sorry, Gusti Jaran Kedung. It's not that I don't respect Gusti Wira Perakin. But I failed to persuade my son," said Ki Sukirah slowly."Ki Sukirah!" Jaran Kedung jerked hard. The veins in his eyes constricted with a sharp gaze."Again, I apologize. My son has his own chosen candidate, and.""Phuih!" snorted Jaran Kedung cut off the old man's words. He stood on his knees and approached Ki Sukirah and his wife. "I don't care if your child wants it or not! In seven days you have to hand over your child! I will pick him up!""But Lord.""There is no reason! Gusti Wira Perakin has prepared his wedding party with your son, and my Lord has invited his relatives'"Jaran Kedung immediately stepped out followed by two bodyguards. Ki Sukirah rushed outside carrying a wooden box containing jewelry, the sign of Wira Perakin's proposal to her daughter."Gusti." Ki Sukirah called.Step Jaran Kedung restrained. His body failed to jump onto the back of his horse. He turned his face to look at Ki Sukirah who approached him."I'm returning this to Gusti Wira Perakin," said Ki Sukirah, handing the carved wooden box.Rarely Kedung glared angrily. He turned his body and immediately snatched the wooden box from the hand of the old man in front of him. Then he rubbed his head slightly before getting on his horse. The two burly men who had followed him immediately approached Ki Sukirah.Drag!Almost simultaneously the two men pulled out their machetes tucked away from their waists. Ki Sukirah was shocked, she stepped back with a slightly trembling body. The two machetes flashed in the sun. Slowly the two people approached Ki Sukirah who kept stepping backwards. The old man's body was drenched in sweat"Stupid old man! Want to be given good, instead ask for disease!" snorted one.Ki Sukirah flinched when one of the others jumped while waving his machete. Ki Sukirah dodged a little. The knowledge of kanuragan that he once studied a little is now not useless. The saber slash only caught the wind. Unexpectedly, Ki Sukirah's right leg flew swiftly to hit the attacker's abdomen."Hugh!" the person complained short.The tall, big man stepped back two steps, his lips grinned and his eyes stared at Ki Sukirah."Move...!" suddenly Jaran Kedung jumped quickly from his horse's back.His hands twirled the rope on his right side. A pair of legs moved along the ground circling Ki Sukirah, and seven other people immediately jumped to lock the old man's body.Wow..!Jaran Kedung speeding his mine. Ki Sukirah immediately dodged to avoid the end of the mine. But the rope seemed to have eyes, the ends of which snaked and snaked where the old man dodged.Ki Sukirah is no match for Jaran Kedung. In a few swoops, the rope managed to wrap itself around his wrist. Ki Sukirah tried hard to let go, but the other end of the rope immediately grabbed Jaran Kedung's right wrist and shot hard, and Ki Sukirah's body jerked down and rolled on the ground."Hiyaa...!" Jaran Kedung shouted loudly.Simultaneously, his body jumped around Ki Sukirah's body who was rolling on the ground. The rope in Rare Kedung's hand entangled the old man's two arms. Jaran Kedung's body movement then stopped. He stood straight holding one end of the rope. Her sharp eyes looked at Ki Sukirah who was lying on the ground with her hands tied."Drag this guy!" orders Jaran Kedung. He threw the rope he was holding at the nearest one.The person who caught the mine immediately jumped onto the horse's back. K Sukirah also flinched when the horse was beaten violently. But suddenly.Tasss!***The rope that bound Ki Sukirah's hands was cut off. And at the same time, a white shadow flashed quickly and grabbed Ki Sukirah. She immediately brought the man's body to the verandah of the house. For a few moments Jaran Kedung and his people could only gasp in shockNyi Sukirah rushed out, bumping into her husband's body. Behind the woman, stood a beautiful girl in a light blue dress with muffled sobs."Father..." Wulan sobbed, immediately kneelingWulan looked up at the handsome young man in a white vest who was standing near his father who was lying on his back slung a sword with the hilt of a bird's head. His eyes were sharp but implied wisdom.The young man, who was none other than Rangga, alias Warrior Rajawali Sakti, immediately met Ki Sukirah's daughter. He then turned his body and glared at Jaran Kedung and his people. The eight of them had already drawn their swords respectively. Seem Rarely Kedung growled with anger."Who are you, dare to meddle in my affairs?!" Jaran Kedung jerked."You don't need to know who I am," said Rangga coldly. "Rotten trash! Open your eyes wide with whomare you facing now?""I know, you are a person who does not deserve to live in the world.""Striped devil! Kill that rotten trash!" shouted Jaran Kedung angrily.Simultaneously seven of his men jumped to lock Rangga. The Sacred Eagle Warrior looked calm in the face of his enemies, he just jumped lightly off the porch. His two sharp eyes crawled over the seven people who were moving around while opening their moves"Seaang...!" Jaran Kedung ordered loudly.Simultaneously the seven men armed with swords lunged at Rangga. The silvery light from the sword flashed swiftly to catch and hunt the body of the Sacred Eagle Warrior from every angle. Rangga sweetly and agilely avoids every attack that comes successively."Humph! They can't let their pleasures get to me!" snorted Rangga in his heart.Rangga immediately deploys the 'Deadly Punch of the Eagle's Beak'. Instantly his hands became red as if burned. While screaming loudly, he lunged while throwing his death blow. Two of the seven besiegers immediately screamed loudly as soon as they were hit by the death blow that was released by Rangga.The two of them immediately floundered with their chests sinking in. From his mouth and nose flowing fresh blood. The other five people, including Jaran Kedung, gasped in amazement at the blow. Their attention had not yet disappeared from that incident, suddenly Rangga moved quickly while throwing several punches.Screams and long groans were heard replying to each other. The bodies floundered helplessly and then one by one their souls flew from the bodies. Jaran Kedung who witnessed it jumped back a few steps. Rangga stood straight looking with sharp eyes like an eagle"Now it's your turn, Devil!" growled Ranga. "Phuih!" Jaran Kedung spit out his spit.Rangga slowly approached, his hands were bright red clenched tightly"Hiyaa...!" Rangga's scream sounded high-pitchedSimultaneously, both hands stomped forward, a red light rushed towards Jaran Kedung. Wira Perakin's men dodged quickly, so that the red light shot hit a large tree behind Jaran Kedung. The loud explosion was so clear that it sounded deafening, then followed by the collapse of the big tree. Jaran Kedung was stunned to see the big tree shattered into pieces, his guts began to recedeNot to mention the shock, suddenly Rangga threw another long distance punch. Jaran Kedung quickly realized the situation, he jumped around to avoid the punches that started coming one after another."Crazy! I can't possibly match this person," snorted Jaran Kedung to himself.Right when Rangga rushed to attack him, Rare Kedung immediately jumped and shook his horse's back. Rangga stood straight looking at the departure of Rare Kedung who had lost his courage, and had no intention of chasing him.The Magical Eagle turned its head when it heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind. It was seen that Ki Sukirah with his wife and children were running over. They stopped in front of the young swordsman. For a moment Rangga looked at the two people who were bowing to salute him, then his gaze shifted to a beautiful girl who just stood looking at him with strange eyes."Thank you, Mister Swordsman," said Ki Sukirah."But, you better leave this village quickly," continued Wulan."Wulan...!" Nyi Sukirah gasped."That old fart must be angry. Moreover, seven people died here," said Wulan again."Actually, what's going on here! I mean, why did you torture them?" Rangga asked politely. His lips curved into a friendly smile."This is a personal matter, and you shouldn't interfere. Thanks for your help!" It was Wulan who answered, her tone was sharp and displeased. Ranga frowned. His eyes slightly narrowed at the cute girl in front of him. This is the first time he's met a girl like thatthat, an unfriendly attitude even leads to rudeness.Rangga took a deep breath, his face returned to a friendly expression"Okay, I'm sorry if I have interfered in your business, I'm sorry."She turned around and quickly walked away. In an instant the young swordsman's body disappeared behind the trees. Ki Sukirah and his wife looked at where the body of the young man who had helped him had gone. Then almost simultaneously both turned to Wulan. Their eyes showed annoyance because they felt ashamed of their daughter's attitude. "Too much you, Wulan!" Ki Sukirah snapped. "I can't believe he's a good person. Father. I couldhe pretends to help, but has a specific purpose that we don't know," Wulan said, maintaining her attitude."But you shouldn't act like that, he has risked his life to defend your father," said Nyi Sukirah."If it's only against those thugs, I think Kakang Dimas can do it too. Even that Wira Perakin won't be able to face Kang Dimas!" there was a note of pride in Wulan's voice."Ah! Never mind, Wulan. You hope too much for him to come home. Dimas will not come back here again, he is going to avenge his older brother who was raped and killed by people he doesn't know where to look for himself," said Ki Sukirah calms the turmoil of her daughter's heart.Wulan scowled in annoyance, the man turned and ran into the house. His father's words had dashed his hopes for the arrival of Dimas, the young and dashing man who had captured his heart. Ki Sukirah shook her head slowly, she was well aware that her daughter had been captivated by the power of romance, a force that put him and his wife in a difficult situation, namely the threat from Wira Perakin and his accomplices.The husband and wife were just silent for a while. The scorching hot sun seemed to make them realize that they still had much to do, including taking care of the corpses that lay in front of them.***Bang!One fist pounded the table hard. Wira Perakin's eyeballs were red looking at Jaran Kedung who stood bowed before him. No one has ever dared to oppose him. There has not been a single girl who refused his proposal! And Jaran Kedung's report on Ki Sukirah's daughter's rejection really made him angry!"You shouldn't have to come back, Jaran Kedung. I'd rather see you die with the others!" cold and flat voice of Wira Perakin."Forgive me, Gusti. That person is very powerful, I can't match him," said Jaran Kedung trembling."Who's he?""He is still young, Gusti. There is a sword with a bird's head handle on his back. His hair is long, tied, and he is wearing a white vest. I don't think I have ever met him before, Gusti."Wira Perakin looked at the old man in a red shirt sitting to his right, an old man with graying hair and in his right hand he held a black staff with a round head. A glowing green circle appeared on the head of the wand. The look on the man's face showed confusion and also ruthlessness."Demung Pari, you look for the young man. Bring his head here," ordered Wira Perakin."Servant do it, Gusti," replied the man in red who was called Demung Pari. He immediately stood up and bowed respectfullyDemung Pari looked at Jaran Kedung who still stood bowing his head. Then he looked at the other two people standing behind Jaran Kedung."You three come with me!" said Demung Pari.The three people bowed respectfully, then hurried to follow Demung Pari's steps. Wira Perakin dropped his body on the chair after they left. His eyes glanced at the four people who were still sitting on the chairs."Kebo Rimang," called Wira Perakin."Servant Gusti," said the tall man.His face was full of rough beard with one eye there was a scratch wound extending to the cheek. His legs were wrapped in black, knee-length pants. His chest was wide open, exposing thick, black, coarse hair"You go to Ki Sukirah's house! Bring the old man here. Remember! Don't hurt him and take him in a good way," ordered Wira Perakin again."Okay, Gusti," said Kebo Rimang as he stood up. "Bring a few men, provide horses for KiSukira."Wira Perakin took a deep breath, then stood up. His feet swung lightly towards the front door. Anxiety and disgust mingled into one in his mind. It was implied in his tense wrinkled face.***