Jumanti wiped her body and wet hair with the long cloth she was wearing. All this did not escape Nanjar's increasingly wild eyes.
How hard it was for the Daze God to shake dirty thoughts from his mind.
Stimulation increasingly spread and spread throughout the bloodstream and veins of his body.
While Jumanti seems to slow down the movement of wiping his body.
This girl seemed to deliberately leave the back of her body exposed by standing facing the window.
“It seems that the poison in the tea water has started to work...!” Jumanti said to himself. His lips curved into a smile. And he waited for the next reaction.
That's when suddenly Nanjar was behind him. His arms reached out to hug her waist. Jumanti acted like a surprised person.
"O, kak Nanjar ... what are you going to do?"
Jumanti felt Nanjar's passionate breath. He whispered low-pitched words in her ear.
“You... you make me crazy, Jumanti...!
You... you...”
And Nanjar had turned his body violently, then grabbed his neck with lust, making Jumanti giggle.
Nanjar was no longer able to contain the intense stimulation that flowed throughout his bloodstream. He picked up the naked body and threw it on the bed. Then he quickly took off his clothes...
That's when suddenly a shadow flashed into the room. And... suddenly Nanjar heard a groan when a hard blow hit the back of his neck. Daze God's body collapsed on the floor of the room.
The hard blow caused Nanjar to no longer remember anything and lay unconscious.
"Good! You have carried out your duties well, my sweet...!” said this person. It turned out she was a woman who covered part of her face with a black veil. This woman's pair of eyes flashed as she looked at Jumanti who just stared, then lowered her face.
His trembling voice answered. “In accordance with your orders, I have carried out-
this is a disgraceful act. Empowering a warrior with the title Dazed God. And you have got what you wanted...! Now give me freedom like you promised!” "Wait! You'd almost drown in the pleasure of being with him if I didn't suddenly appear! Do you know that I hate it? And one thing you can't deny, you secretly love him!" snapped this woman. The eyes
staring at Jumanti.
“I'm sorry, Black Cloud! I really can't lie to myself. As a human who was born under normal circumstances like a woman, I really crave the warmth of a man! Can you be blamed for this?" said Jumanti in a bland voice.
If only this woman did not wear a veil covering her face, the change in her face would clearly be seen hearing the girl's words.
He snorted coldly. The fire of jealousy could be seen in a pair of eyes that stared at Jumanti who was naked in front of him. He said coldly, as cold as ice.
"Hm, among all the girls, you're the only one I still give time to live longer! I forgive your soul, Jumanti! But I won't let you go now! Put on your clothes, and come with me!”
"No! You have betrayed your promise, Black Cloud! I want freedom now, as you promised!” said the girl half-screaming. "Hihi... I can change any promise I have made! I will behave as best as I can
kin to you if you obey my will.
And one thing you need to know, the safety of your father's life is in my hands!" Of course, Black Cloud's statement made Jumanti's face turn pale.
“You... you've taken my father captive too?” he gasped in surprise.
“Hihi... I'm not stupid! Without me capturing your old stump-legged father, how could you possibly obey my wishes?” said this woman with a cold laugh.
“You… you really are a cunning devil!” Jumanti shouted with her eyes wide open and filled with tears.
"Never mind, Jumanti...! I promise to free your father, as well as you, as long as you will faithfully accompany me for a few more days...!"
Suddenly Black Cloud's voice turned soft.
This veiled woman picked up Jumanti's clothes which were scattered on the bed. Then threw it at Jumanti.
"Now! Put on your clothes!” But the girl ignored him. He sat there stunned with his eyes staring blankly out the window. Suddenly he covered his face with both arms, and sobbed.
It seemed that Black Cloud didn't care about the girl anymore. He stared at the Dazed God's body which had fallen unconscious. Then bent his body. His arm gripped the young man's hair.
“Hihi... Dazed warrior! You will become the most stupid person after you drink that poison! Turns out you're no more stupid than a donkey!" This woman threw Nanjar's head. Then his eyes fell on two objects lying on the floor not far from the young man's pile of clothes.
“Hm, this is of course the Red Dragon's precious sword that has made your name soar throughout the universe! And, this Dragon-headed bone flute is really good. I will blow it when the night is quiet to remember a foolish warrior who is no more stupid than a donkey!” The woman with the title Black Cloud laughed loudly.
Then tuck the Red Dragon's precious sword and Daze God's flute under the cloak. Then turned to Jumanti who was still drowning in her sobs.
“Come quickly, sweet sister! Put on your clothes!” said this woman Seeing that the girl still did not lift her face, this woman lost her patience. Once his arm moved, he had punched the girl's body.
Jumanti complained long. The veiled woman wrapped the girl's body in a cloth piled on the side of the bed. Then pinned him down. And a few seconds later he was holding her. Then flashed out of the hut. In a moment his body had disappeared, swallowed up by the thick jungle.
A LITTLE WHITE HAIRED MOUSE came out
from the pile of clothes of the Daze God. This animal squeaked and then crawled towards Nanjar's body which was still lying motionless...
He started to nuzzle his nose against the Dazed God's body. Then it creeps up to the stomach, then creeps up to the chest and neck. Then it continued to creep up to the young man's face, sniffing his nose, squeaking, and licking his master's face.
The tingling sensation that touched his skin due to the paws of his pet white rat crawling on him made Nanjar wake up from his stupor. His eyes widened open. And at that moment he jumped up. What a surprise Nanjar was when he felt his body was so weak and without strength. He was only able to sit with difficulty. Meanwhile the white rat had jumped down. The little beast was now crawling at his feet.
Nanjar gasped when he saw his body without clothes. Instantly his memory returned. Realize he will what he has done. His face turned red.
"Crazy...! I have done something beyond my awareness..!?” Nanjar snapped with a hiss. "But... but I haven't done it..." His heart argued. Then he remembered a girl named Jumanti.
"Where is the girl?" snapped the dazed god who didn't see the girl in the room. For a moment he was stunned. His eyes roamed around. Then he looked at the pile of clothes scattered on the bedroom floor. Again he gasped in surprise, because he didn't see his heirloom weapon and dragon-headed bone flute.
“Alas devil! My belongings have been stolen by that woman..!” sighed Nanjar with wide eyes. With great difficulty, Nanjar managed to reach his clothes. Then, with a lot of strength, he quickly put his clothes back on.
The Dazed God gasped for breath. Meanwhile the little mouse jumped onto his stomach, then crawled up onto his shoulder. Nanjar stretched out his arm to catch his pet.
"White... do you know what happened?" Nanjar stroked the little animal's head, which could only squeak. Meanwhile Nanjar's memory wanders to the moment that just happened. He tried as hard as his mind to gather memories. What influence had made him do such a shameful thing? And the strangest thing was that he had lost his body strength. That's what makes Nanjar can't stop thinking. While his brain was like frozen unable to remember the origin of the events that had occurred.
“Woe! I have truly become a deep absentminded person! I can't remember at all…” Nanjar complained to himself. In his anger, Nanjar gathered all his inner strength towards his arm. The muscles of his body convulsed, and the bones of his arms convulsed. Then with a hysterical scream he slammed forward.
BRACK!
The wall of the room was shattered into pieces. Even the pillars supporting the roof of the house on the front veranda had been broken by the blow of the wind blowing from the palm of the Dazed God's hand. The blowing wind was still shaking a tree in the front yard of the house until the trunk swayed and dozens of tree leaves fell apart...
Nanjar's face turned dark. His eyes flashed anger at his own stupidity. His chest was heaving up and down, and his breath was labored.
It seems that Nanjar is still not satisfied channeling his anger. Again he hit right and left. So for a moment there was a noise as if the house was hit by a hurricane. Plank walls shattered. The pillars supporting the roof of the house crackled.
For a moment Nanjar was stunned by what he had done. Suddenly he could think again properly.
"Hah!? My strength… recovered?” Nanjar snapped with a happy face. Meanwhile his best friend's white rat had slipped into his clothes. That's when the second disaster appeared before our eyes. Because several of the supporting pillars and plank walls of the room had been destroyed and broken, it could no longer be prevented from falling downwards with a creaking sound.
Nanjar gasped in surprise....
"Alas...!?"
No mercy, the house collapsed completely. The Dazed God was almost buried under rubble, if in that second his body didn't flash, he jumped out of the room to save himself...
There was a roar from the ruins of the collapsed house. For a moment the Dazed God stared with sad eyes at the house which was now shapeless and had turned into a pile of wood and roofs.
And slowly Nanjar's memory recovered. He began to be able to remember the origin of the events he experienced... For a moment he was stunned by the functioning of his brain circuits again.
“Yes, I remember! After drinking the tea served by Jumanti, I felt a change in my blood flow. It was as if there was a great stimulus, so that I couldn't resist my desire to do something crazy with that girl. I thought the girl had put some kind of poisonous potion that made me like that. And I have even lost my body's strength. Unfortunately, I can't think normally! "There are only a few memories that are still stored in my brain..." Nanjar said to himself.
However, one strange incident that made Nanjar secretly grateful was that he recovered from weakness in his body's strength. Nanjar suspects that the recovery of his inner strength was the result of him accidentally venting his anger on himself by destroying everything around him. It turned out that this actually restored his energy. Actually, what happened was normal. In Nanjar's body there is a powerful force to repel poison. All of this was because Nanjar was a potion expert, and who knows how many kinds of leaves containing medicinal properties had been forced into his stomach, and united with his blood. However, each poison certainly has a different size level. All of that could happen, and Nanjar was hit by a powerful influence that his blood power could not resist.
However, Nanjar was once a student of a highly knowledgeable figure from the Green Forest, namely the Dragon Demon King, who inherited a way to gather energy called breech energy. In this way, not only can he perform a powerful blow called the Ice Core Punch, but it also has a dual function. Namely collecting the poisonous liquid again and returning it to its original place. That's why when he was struggling to remember the incident he had experienced, Nanjar suddenly felt sick to his stomach. His intestines seemed to be churning and making noises. Suddenly he couldn't hold back the urge to vomit.
"Hoaaak..!"
The pressure from within was so strong. Twice he vomited, then he felt the nausea in his stomach slowly disappear. How shocked Nanjar was when he saw what he had been drinking was the tea he had been drinking. For a moment he watched with unblinking eyes. The tea water has been mixed with the saliva of his stomach. Nanjar felt his mouth sour. A moment later he grinned to himself while scratching the back of his neck.
“My guess is correct! Tea water contains poison. Hey! Truly a very dangerous poison...” the Daze God hissed. Secretly he was grateful to be able to vomit the liquid from his stomach. Worried that there was still poison remaining in his body, Nanjar immediately channeled his internal energy and pure air to spread throughout his body. This is done by sitting cross-legged. After a while, white steam could be seen billowing from the top of his head, also from all the pores in his body. Nanjar stopped that way when he felt his body lighten again. Then Nanjar jumped to his feet. He started to collect his memories. Finally Nanjar can remember when one punch landed on the back of his neck he collapsed unconscious. However, in a semi-conscious state his ears had heard the sound of people talking. That's because the subconscious mind continues to work.
“The one behind me must be that human with the title of Dark Cloud! But strange! I like to hear a woman's voice...? Could that human be a woman?” Nanjar said to himself. Finally Nanjar concluded that a man's voice could be similar to a woman's voice. The important thing was that he had to chase that human.
Thinking that, Nanjar immediately flashed and left the place. The experience that had just occurred could not possibly be forgotten, it would even be used as a lesson, that he should not easily trust anyone, especially those he had just met. It was clear that the girl named Jumanti had trapped herself in that place. It's possible that the girl is Black Cloud's subordinate! That's what the Daze God thought.
Nanjar penetrated into the forest. In a moment his body disappeared and was no longer visible...
***
WE LOOK AT A SILAT COLLEGE, called the Trisula Dewa Chairman school. This white school has a name that is quite famous in the area around the slopes of the Kendeng mountains. The chairman's name is Reka Ananta, with the title of Left-handed Warrior. His mainstay weapon was a three-edged spear called the Trident Spear. Even though he is left-handed, not all of his students are left-handed. And don't underestimate his right hand. Because one of the old warrior's fake hands can be used to hit and crush the opponent's chest and crush the skull.
That afternoon, Reka Ananta was seen training twelve of his students. Among the twelve young men there was a girl who was also practicing. Who the girl is is the only daughter of Reka Ananta herself.
It seemed that the practice didn't take too long, because immediately Reka Ananta ordered him to stop and dismissed his students. The girl in the all-white dress with a tight cut was a bit astonished. Uncharacteristically his father stopped training. He saw his father moving into the guest room. Immediately he followed from behind.
Just as Reka Ananta entered her bedroom door, the girl was already standing at the bedroom door behind her father's back.
"What's the matter, dad? Father seems to be in a bit of a slump today...!” said the girl. It turns out that Reka Ananta already knows that his daughter is following him. He answered without turning around. His eyes stared out his bedroom window.
"There's nothing my child..! I deliberately stopped practicing because there was a need that I had to finish..!”
"Can't I know, father?" asked this girl. Reka Ananta turned around. His eyes looked at the girl. He was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath.
"Andini, my sweet child, okay father will tell. I presume you know the name of the Sun school, right?"
“Of course dad! "Isn't the chairman's name Ki Wikalpa?" interrupted the girl whose name turned out to be Andini. Reka Ananta nodded.
“That's right, my son! Today dad is going to meet him. It might take several days. I hope you don't go anywhere after me. And tell your other fellow teachers…” Andini froze. For some reason, since the last few days, her heart was always pounding. He was worried that something would happen to his father.
"Can I come with you, father? Oh yes! Doesn't Ki Wikalpa have a daughter my age?
I want to get to know him better..!” Andini said. His eyes widened looking at his father. Andini really hopes her father allows her to participate.
But the old man shook his head.
"No, my child..! I mean not now! I'm sure you'll be invited to meet him sometime. Now then, go finish your training!”
Andini seems disappointed because her father does not allow her to participate. With his face lowered, he immediately left Reka Ananta's room. Then disappeared in the back room of the guest house.
The old man sighed. He couldn't blame his daughter's attitude. During this time he rarely asked her out of the guest house. Everyday the girl just practiced, and practiced the moves she had inherited. Reka Ananta really hopes that her daughter will become a strong female warrior. And has intelligence that is difficult to beat others. Besides, he had galvanized it hard. Violence in educating and good discipline will make the girl become a mentally strong person who can stand the test. Because to live life in the Martial Arts requires fortitude, tenacity, tenacity as well as high intelligence.
Previously, Reka Ananta was going to leave by leaving a letter, and departed quietly. But apparently her daughter already knew. Even though he knew Andini looked a little disappointed, he was sure the girl would obey his orders not to leave the guest house after he left. And informing his fellow teachers of his departure...
So after packing up, the old warrior who was the head of the Orange Cloud School immediately slipped from his bedroom window and disappeared outside the walls of the guesthouse. His movements are very agile and nimble. The lightening skill of his body was already at a high level. So that the speed of a deer that runs fast will not be able to match the running speed of this Trident Spear warrior. It turned out that Reka Ananta did not forget to bring his weapon. With
exert Reka's fast running knowledge towards the west.
***
WHAT THING made Reka Ananta appear to be in such a hurry to go to the Matahari school armed with weapons? Let us follow his journey...
After more than a pot of rice, and on the way Reka Ananta had passed two rivers and a hill to the west of the Kendeng mountains, the old man started to slow down.
Along the way, Reka Ananta's mind kept on thinking non-stop. It turned out that what he thought was something that had been troubling his heart. That is the appearance of a human who calls himself the Black Cloud!
“The human's actions are getting crazier! After kidnapping Ki Wikalpa's daughter, then also kidnapping my best friend's boy...! Strange! It was really very strange, so that no one knew about Ki Wikalpa's kidnapping from his guest house. It seems that Ki Wikalpa himself did not put up a fight, as his students said...!” So thought Reka Ananta by biting his molars.
"As his best friend I can't let that happen. I had to help Ki Wikalpa, and somehow the fate of his daughter could not be known for sure whether she died or lived. What is clear is that as I heard in the news, every victim he manages to kidnap will meet death after he is raped...! What a barbaric act!” hissed Reka Ananta.
When Reka Ananta arrived at the front of the guest house, dozens of soldiers were seen there. All of them ride horses.
Seeing Reka Ananta appear at the college gate, a Royal officer approached. Arriving in front of him, he immediately jumped down from the horse's back.
"If I'm not mistaken, aren't you Reka Ananta, head of the Trisula Dewa college, my father's good friend...?" said the officer while juggling.
Reka Ananta was shocked, then he realized that the royal officer was Ki Wikalpa's eldest son. Ki Wikalpa does have two children. One is a woman and the other is a boy, namely his eldest child. As is known from Ki Wikalpa, his eldest son was in the King's City, becoming a servant of the Kingdom. From his clothing, Reka Ananta could already guess that the officer had the rank of Chief Soldier.
Quickly he replied jura as he said. "Correct...! Are you the eldest son of Ki Wikalpa, my friend?" asked Reka Ananta in return. The gallant officer nodded.
“You didn't get me wrong, uncle...! I am Windu Pati, the eldest son of Ki Wikalpa! Uncle's arrival will certainly help us catch the vile humans who kidnapped my little sister and father!” said the young officer.