MISTY MORNING.... The cold seeps into the bone marrow.
Amidst the dim mist that enveloped the air in that place, a figure appeared staggeringly. Turns out she was a girl whose clothes were torn here and there. His hair was messy, his face was pale like someone who had lost his passion for life.
He kept walking even though he was limping. The situation is very sad.
It seemed that this girl was no longer strong enough to take another step, she fell down.
From his mouth came a voice of complaint. But he was still trying to get up.
Then stepped again with a sluggish. But soon fell back down. This time the girl did not get up again. After a moaning sound came from his mouth, he fell unconscious...
***
The fog still enveloped nature, encroaching, spreading around the slopes of the steep coral cliffs and around the small lake located in that place. On the side of the lake facing the steep cliff slope, there is a cave. There was a person leaning his back against the stone wall at the mouth of the cave.
Whoever that person was was none other than Daze God!
His arrival to the area is in an effort to track down a female rapist who has the title of Black Cloud. As well as raping women, those humans also killed and robbed property. The deeds of the accursed man have gone too far. The victims mostly consisted of young girls who before being raped were first tortured, then killed.
He left without leaving a trace, his tracks vanishing like a ghost. That's what Nanjar heard. As a warrior who upholds the truth, of course this cannot be allowed. While the madness and savagery continues...
Since early this morning, Nanjar found it difficult to squint his eyes. The cold air made her whole body shiver. It feels lazy to get up, because his eyes still feel sleepy. To dispel the cold feeling, Nanjar spreads warm air from the navel. In this way he can continue his sleep.
But after a few moments passed his sensitive instincts heard a strange sound around the cliff. At first he didn't care, because he thought that at least the sounds he heard were those of forest animals. This afternoon, before he found the cave in the cliff wall, he saw several thirsty deer coming to the lake with clear water.
But because of the curiosity in his heart to prove his suspicion, he gave up his intention to sleep again.
Even though the drowsiness still hasn't gone away. He writhed his body left and right, then jumped to his feet.
“Humph! no wonder it's so cold. "I guess I sleep not far from a lake, and there's a lot of mist scattered here..." said Nanjar to himself.
Then stepped out of the mouth of the cave. His sharp eyes darted around the place, trying to penetrate the dense fog.
Nanjar suddenly gasped. "I think I saw a body lying there..." Nanjar hissed.
Without hesitation he immediately flashed towards that place. The God of Daze widened his eyes when he saw a girl lying motionless on the damp ground. Quickly he crouched down and checked his breathing.
“Ah, what has happened? Who is this girl?" he hissed in astonishment as well as surprise. “Luckily he's still alive, and just passed out! Perhaps..."
Nanjar's heart jumped when he remembered the Black Cloud he was tracking.
He suspected that maybe the girl was a victim of the cruel man's savagery!
Even though he couldn't know for sure, seeing the girl's clothes which were torn here and there, revealing part of her private parts which should have been covered, made Nanjar have this suspicion. Without thinking further, Nanjar immediately carried the girl's body.
He brought flashed into the cave. The cave is not that deep.
Then he laid him down slowly while Nanjar secretly watched the girl's face. Nanjar guessed that the girl was around nineteen or twenty years old. Her face is quite beautiful, the temple bones are slightly prominent. And a split chin. His hair is black but messy. His clothes were almost shapeless, having been torn here and there.
Nanjar's suspicion is getting stronger if the girl is one of the victims of the human rapist who has the title of Black Cloud. After a moment staring at the girl's face, Nanjar sighed. Then move out of the mouth of the cave.
"I'll wait until he wakes up, then ask what happened to him..." Nanjar muttered then stepped to the edge of the lake.
The water of the lake was cold as ice when the Daze God touched it. Nanjar washed his face several times, trying to freshen his face. The drowsiness instantly disappeared. He returned to the mouth of the cave looking at the girl who was still lying still. Then he fell on his butt sitting on a rock in front of the cave. His eyes looked towards the lake.
"If it is true that this girl was a victim of human barbarity with the title Black Cloud, of course she would have died. I thought he had managed to escape and arrived at this place when he couldn't walk anymore, then passed out. Hmm, that means I've almost found traces of that evil human, and surely the Black Cloud isn't far from around this area..." Nanjar speculated with his eyes wide and looking ahead. While time continues to pass, and the fog begins to thin...
After a few moments, Nanjar's ears caught the sound of the girl's complaint. He quickly got up and walked over. The girl seemed to move her body. Her eyes slowly opened...
“Oh, where am I...?” snapped the girl surprised. His eyes met Nanjar who was standing in front of him. He seemed surprised to see the unfamiliar Dazed God.
"Who are you..?" he snapped with sharp eyes. His already pale face was getting paler.
"Calm down, miss... you don't have to worry about me. I'm a good person. My name is Najar! I found you lying unconscious out there. Incidentally I stay in this cave. Then I brought you here, and waited for you until you woke up from your faint..." Nanjar explained with a smile.
“Are your words to be trusted? You, you're not someone from the Black Cloud gang?” asked the girl suspiciously, it seemed like she was still haunted by the fear that the person in front of her was lying.
Nanjar shook his head with a smile. His arm scratched the nape of his neck, then answered.
"Hm, I helped you, and brought you to this cave because I was worried about your safety. Around this place there are many wild animals roaming around.
If you don't believe me, fine I'll go..."
As he said that, Nanjar turned around and walked out of the cave.
Actually Nanjar just pretending. Although her heart was shocked because the girl had suspected that she was one of the Black Cloud gang.
Turns out his guess wasn't wrong! The girl is the victim of the brutality of the evil human he is looking for.
“Eh...? Wait! Do not go yet...!" snapped the girl surprised. Nanjar turned his head. He pretended to frown.
"Why are you holding me back, lady? Aren't you sure that I'm a good person?” Nanjar said.
“I... I believe! Don't leave me, master warrior! If you want to go, take me along. I'm scared...! The Black Cloud will definitely come after me. Humans are truly savage! He has tortured me…” this girl stammered.
"Hmm, then calm down. For a while you rest in this place. Don't worry, if that human appears in this place, I will deal with it!”
“Thank you, master warrior! But... humans are highly intelligent. I was worried he would kill you…”
Nanjar smiled, then he said.
"Calm down sweet sister! you better rest. Hm ... your stomach must be hungry. I'm going to find some food. We'll continue our conversation later!”
Finished saying the Dazed God's body flashed out of sight of the girl's eyes. Making this virgin so stunned then he shook his head.
His lips smiled in his heart somewhat calmed down. From the movement that was so fast, he could already tell that the long haired youth was not just any young man. His knowledge is certainly not under the Black Cloud.
It didn't take long for the Daze God to return again.
While holding a partridge in his hand. Originally the intention was to find a deer or antelope. However, what was found was only a partridge.
The mist that enveloped the cave and lake had disappeared. The cool morning and fresh air was used by Nanjar to pluck the feathers of the partridge he caught. Then light a bonfire. And a moment later the Dazed God was sitting turning over roasted jungle fowl whose aroma was appetizing and made the stomach worms croak.
The girl sat on a rock, not far from the Daze God who was busy grilling the animals he caught.
"What's your name, miss...?" asked Nanjar without turning his head, just glancing out of the corner of his eye.
"My name is JUMANTI, master warrior. Ah, you really are a kind person…!” said the girl.
“Ehm, you always call me master swordsman. Haven't I introduced myself by name?" said Nanjar, turning his head. The girl looked down with her face flushed red. His arm repaired the tear in the cloth he was wearing.
Nanjar secretly acknowledged the beauty of the girl's face, as well as her dense body and olive skin. It's no wonder that the black cloud, the masher, wants the girl.
"Will you promise?" asked Nanjar suddenly. "What promise?" said Friday.
"Henceforth I'm not allowed to call you with those words again!" said the Dazed God. The girl rolled her eyes and answered.
"Okay! I'll just call you brother, aren't you older than me?” said Jumanti blushing.
“Yes, yes...! That's fine too...!” said Nanjar. Then continue roasting the partridge.
Time continues to creep by unnoticed. The sun has radiated its light illuminating the world. It seemed that a moment of closeness had developed between the two. Shamelessly, even greedily, Jumanti devoured the roasted partridge meat. He got a bigger share than Nanjar. Meanwhile, the Dazed God only ate away a third of it.
***
From Jumanti's narrative, it can be seen where the person with the title Black Cloud is. The girl said that she was kidnapped from the house where her uncle lived and taken to one place. In that hidden place, Jumanti experienced torture. His whole body was whipped by the whip after the person first tore his clothes. Luckily, before he was tainted by the Black Cloud, a friend arrived. He was held in a room tied up, and the door to the room was barred from the outside.
When the human left, Jumanti managed to untie the knot and escape.
Nanjar looked at the girl who spoke innocently. In his heart, Nanjar cursed the human who called himself the Black Cloud.
“That human is truly too much! If this girl doesn't manage to escape, of course her fate will not be much different from the other girls who fell victim to the devil's lust...!”
“Brother Nanjar, I hope you are careful. I'm afraid he will trick you. Humans are so cunning! He is good at using trickery to trap his victims. In fact, I have heard that many people have died if they dealt with him..." It seemed that Jumanti was really worried about Nanjar's safety.
“Thank you for your attention, Jumanti. I'd better take you to your uncle's house that you told me about earlier, and where you have been living.
For the sake of security in this area, I have to arrest that rotten human!"
Jumanti lowered her face. He could be heard saying softly.
"You are so kind towards me, who knows how I should repay you...?"
“Haha... never mind! Don't think like that. Are you still able to walk? You seem very tired...! Then let me carry you!"
Jumanti did not answer. He just looked at Nanjar with a strange look. Then lower your face. There was a strange vibration in Jumanti's chest when she met the young man who had been kind enough to help her. As if there is a very deep sense of sympathy for Nanjar. And... no one knows that except himself.
Suddenly Nanjar's arm caught his waist, and...
“Oh...?” Jumanti gasped. In an instant his body was in the youth's hut.
"Now! Now tell me which way I should go?” said Nanjar with a smile seeing the girl was surprised. It happened so quickly, and already if rejected. After all, this girl's heart does not refuse to be carried even though she is actually still able to walk hundreds of spears.
“You really did it, Sis Nanjar? Oh, you are so kind to me...! Take the road to the north…” Jumanti said with a smile on her half wet lips.
Najar nodded. And after seeing the direction of the road to be taken immediately Nanjar took the virgin's body and left that place.
Jumanti felt like her body was flying. His arms tightly wrapped around the young man's body with half-closed eyes. While his heart also flies backwards....
After a while Nanjar stopped running. In front of him stretched the wilderness.
"Where else should I go, Jumanti?" Nanjar asked. He was a little hesitant to enter the forest in front of him.
“Put me down, Sis Nanjar. I thought I could travel as long as you accompany me...!” Jumanti said. Nanjar didn't waste this good opportunity. He was indeed a bit uncomfortable with the condition of the girl's body, where her clothes were torn here and there so that part of her private parts couldn't help but be exposed to him as a normal man, of course this gave rise to an air of stimulation. What's more, Jumanti hugged her body tightly.
Immediately Nanjar lowered Jumanti's body. “You can really walk? Still
is your uncle's house far away?” Nanjar asked. The girl nodded with a smile. His arm pointed towards the forest in front of him, as he answered.
“After passing through the forest there is a remote village. This area included the borders of the King's City. My uncle's house is in that village!” Nanjar nodded his head.
"Come on, Sis Nanjar. I owe you a debt of gratitude. "My uncle will certainly be happy to receive you..." said Jumanti as he took a step forward, Nanjar nodded, then followed the girl.
They penetrated into the forest. Nanjar wondered in his heart.
"This girl seems to have intelligence, and is not an ordinary girl..." But then she cursed herself. “Stupid me! If he didn't have intelligence, how could he possibly escape from the clutches of the Black Cloud?"
“You seem to know your way around this forest very well. Do you often go to this forest?" Nanjar asked.
"Of course I know these places, because my uncle often took me here to hunt partridges!" answered the girl. "Your uncle is a martial arts teacher?" "Correct! How do you know?”
"Ah, I'm just guessing..." said Nanjar.
"Oh yes! I haven't asked you yet, what is your uncle's name?” Nanjar asked again. Jumanti turned around with a smile.
"His name is Sawung Kala!" said Jumanti.
Nanjar nodded. And he didn't ask anything else.
Through a pot of rice, they had come out of the dense forest.
Jumanti accelerated his pace by running. Nanjar followed.
He had an intention to leave the girl, because his heart couldn't wait to visit the Black Cloud's nest. But he dropped the point.
And he felt there was no need to rush. It's good to know a man named Sawung Kala, the girl's uncle.
Thinking so Nanjar immediately followed the girl.
A few moments passed they had arrived at the countryside just like the girl had said. Nanjar didn't really notice that no one was in the village. The biggest house is in the corner next to the village. Slightly indented, and has a wide page. Nanjar looked around him. Suddenly Jumanti grabbed his arm.
"Come on, Sis Nanjar. "I will introduce you to my uncle," said Jumanti. His attitude suddenly kenes and a bit lively and spoiled. Inevitably Nanjar followed the pull of the virgin's arm.
A moment later they had entered the front porch. The living room door appeared to be closed. Jumanti pushed him slowly. The door wasn't locked.
"Ah, it seems my uncle is away..." said Jumanti. He opened the bedroom door and stepped into the back room.
Nanjar stood frozen at the door to the living room. In that room there is a pandan mat spread out on the plank floor. On the wall of the room was a pair of swords crossed crosswise. The girl returned to meet Nanjar.
"Sit down, Sis Nanjar! Maybe my uncle is out looking for me...! said the girl. Suddenly his face changed. He looked taken aback and there was a clear look of worry on his face.
“Woe..! I'm worried that Uncle will follow me to the dajal's human nest…”
Nanjar's face suddenly changed.
"Then I'd better catch up to Black Cloud's lair!"
"Wait! Sit down first, Sis Nanjar. There's something I haven't explained to you about that damn human... But I'd better get you a drink of water first. You are certainly thirsty after traveling. I'm also very thirsty…” Saying Jumanti again went to the back room. Nanjar dropped his butt on the mat.
“What will the girl say? About the Black Cloud?” said Nanjar in his heart. He was forced to sit patiently waiting for the appearance of the girl. Nanjar felt his throat was dry.
Not long after, Jumanti appeared again.
In his hand was a tray containing a jug and two clay cups.
The girl immediately poured the jug of water into the two cups.
"I cooked this tea yesterday... Do you like tea?" Nanjar did not answer. He gulped down the water in the clay bowl until he was empty. The girl looked at him with a smile. Then take a sip of the water.
"Now! Say about that hot man who likes to torture and rape women!” Nanjar said while looking sharply at the girl. Jumanti nodded.
"Okay! Sis Nanjar...!” said this girl in a serious manner. This virgin straightened her seat, then began to spread about the human who called himself the Black Cloud.
“From the talk I heard, right now he might not be in his nest. I'm not even sure if that place is the nest of that rotten human. He is a master criminal who has many tricks.
I was worried that when you left, he would appear in this place…”
Nanjar scratched the back of his neck.
"So what should I do?" Nanjar asked.
“Hm, we should wait until a few days here, or at least two days and two nights. Who knows, Uncle will come soon, and you can negotiate a strategy to catch the man who spread the chaos and chaos!” said Jumanti.
For a moment Nanjar pensive, then said.
“I'll try to comply with your opinion, sweet sister...! But I don't want to sleep in the room. I'll just sleep outside!”
“It's up to you what you want, Sis Nanjar. You are free to do whatever you want in this house...!” said the girl with a smile. Then get up. “Can I leave you for a moment? I'm going to take a shower and change my messy clothes. We'll continue talking later."
Najar nodded. In his heart he said. "Innocent girl....! Actually I'm reluctant to be in this place alone with a girl. But what can you do! Circumstances have forced me to stay in this house…”
***
JUMANTI stepped towards the bedroom door. Opened the door and let the door open
mar open. Then open the window shutters. Bright light shone into the room. Then opened the wardrobe door. Take a long piece of cloth. Then took out a set of clothes to wear later after the shower. Then close the cupboard door.
It was just fine that she took off her messy clothes and stood naked. Nanjar's blood was absorbed. He couldn't help but look at the scene in front of him, because the door to the room adjacent to the living room was not closed. Jumanti spread the long cloth, and wrapped it around her densely packed body. Then stepped out without closing the bedroom door. Nanjar quickly turned his head to stare at the front porch.
Strange! He felt his heart beating fast. And one feeling that is difficult for him to refuse, namely stealing glances and secretly observing the beauty of the virgin's body.
"Crazy...! Why is my mind set on that girl…?” said Nanjar in his heart. He tried to unite his inner strength by sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes. But what was painted on his head was the beauty of Jumanti's face and naked body! The more he tried to chase away the girl's image, the stronger the girl's figure teased his mind. Nanjar stopped his meditation and opened his eyes.
“Absolutely crazy...!” the Dazed God hissed.
Suddenly there was a strong desire to see where the girl was bathing. With a faster heartbeat, Nanjar stood up. Then he walked towards the room. His eyes looked out the open window.
For a moment, Nanjar froze as if someone had been struck by magic. His eyes looked unblinking. The girl was bathing in the shower standing naked. It was about five-six spears away from the window door. It turned out that at the back of the house there was a small hill. At the top there are bamboo trees.
Beneath the bamboo roots is a shower that gushes from a piece of bamboo. It is in the clear water of the shower that this girl bathes.
Everything is displayed clearly, and so clearly. The beautiful and enchanting twists and turns of the virgin's body made Nanjar stare for a long time with short breaths.
Jumanti didn't seem to know that a pair of eyes had been looking at her with passionate lust. His arm grabbed the cloth on the stone. Then used to wrap his body. Nanjar disappeared from the window, and for a moment was back sitting on the pandan mat.
The girl appeared with wet hair, and went straight to her room.