"As I have said before. I only expect the reward I deserve, in return for what I have done!" said this young Tumenggung with a stiff smile.
"Good! I trust you!" Duke Bendoro Ningrat jumped down from the horse. His arm groped between her clothes. Then took out a black cloth package.
"Please accept this, half of what I promised!" Tumenggung Asmoro caught the object thrown at him. He stared at the man in front of him for a moment. Then quickly opened the black cloth pouch. From inside the bag issued an object. It turned out to be a gold bar. The young tumenggung smiled. Then store it again in the cloth bag, and tuck it under the shirt.
"What is the next order that I carry out?" said Tumenggung Asmoro.
"Right now I have ordered SHAKILA, my best friend, the foreign woman, to kill Ki Ageng GIRING! Replace your job again. Now your task is to find traces of the captive man. If you find him, kill those two people!”
The young tumenggung gasped in surprise. "Why did Gusti Adipati order me to
nuh Gusti Adipati's own daughter?” he asked with wide eyes.
"Hm, WENING RANI is not my biological child!" said this man in a firm voice. The young tumenggung nodded.
"In that case, okay. I will carry out this task immediately!” Tumenggung said.
“But remember! My secret only you know. And you have to keep your mouth shut, don't let it leak!”
"That's it, Lord Duke! Don't worry, I'll keep this secret, and no one in this world will know but me!” replied the young Tumenggung, who took out a piece of black cloth from under his shirt. It turns out a mask. Then used to wrap her face. When the young Tumenggung was about to leave, the Duke quickly restrained him. "Wait! You better show me first where you hoard the corpse of the former Tumenggung man!”
"Good! Please, Lord Duke, follow me...!” said Tumenggung, as he stepped out of the forest. Soon they were running fast towards the hillside. And at a high place, near a waterfall, Tumenggung Asmoro stopped running. He pointed towards the hillside in front of him.
"That's where I hoard his corpse!" said Tumenggung Asmoro. Duke Bendoro Ningrat jumped in the direction indicated. In front of him was a mound of earth. And, when this man's gaze caught a sliver of an arm sticking out, he smiled.
“Now I believe...!”
"Do I need to dismantle it so that Gusti Adipati is even more sure?" asked Tumenggung Asmoro.
"No need! No need! I really have complete trust in you! Now show me where you hid that girl named DORO PETAK!”
"Does servant also need to deliver to that place?" asked Tumenggung.
"No need! You just tell me which way to go!” answered the Duke quickly. In his mind, he didn't need to rush anyway. All matters have been left to the people.
Tumenggung tells the way to go. Then he immediately excused himself to carry out the task...
***
It didn't take long for it to jump out with an arm gripping a green sword.
Quickly this man gave it to his teacher. "Good! Get rid of your weapon, Ki Ageng Giring! Green Swordsman! And face my Yoga style!” snapped Shakila.
HOCK!
A green light flashed out as the heirloom sword was pulled out of its shell. This foreign woman did not wait long. With a loud snap he lunged...
WHUT! WHUT! WHUT!
Shakila's somersault movement is so fast. All of a sudden, his leg kicks had been struck by lightning. However, Ki Ageng Giring swiftly threw the body aside. Several times he kicked to avoid the attack. He secretly admired the woman's movements.
But this man gasped in surprise, because the wind that just hit his feet had made his body stagger. The real energy in women is very great. Once hit the target, the bones of his limbs can be crushed.
Now Ki Ageng Giring has set his horses. His sword was crossed in front of his chest. When the attack came again, his sword slashed and flashed forming green flashes. The strange woman's majesty with a body that flashed agile, the attack escaped. Even those who thought the opponent's attack would meet the target, apparently missed. Shakila's body suddenly bends with her head lowered. A sword strike passed overhead. But unexpectedly a pair of legs like a scorpion's tail-
ing, suddenly snatched past his head.
WHUK! WHUK! BANG!
One strike from Shakila's leg managed to hit his opponent's stomach with a punch.
Ki Ageng Giring staggered backwards. His face looked grin. That moment had been accompanied by a jump of the woman's body. And...
WHUK! WHUK! WHUK!
Again a pair of women's legs grabbed the head and chest of this male martial arts teacher.
Under such circumstances it was difficult for an inexperienced person to dodge the attack. Moreover, at that time Ki Ageng Giring felt pain in his stomach. If he didn't have high internal energy, and had his stomach bloated to withstand the impact, surely his insides would have been destroyed. As fast as lightning he slashed with his sword. Faster than Ki Ageng Giring's movements, Shakila's legs suddenly changed direction. One up one down. And... CREPS!
Suddenly, one of Ki Ageng Giring's arms that was holding the sword was caught by a pair of the woman's legs. Surprised this old warrior man. But his left arm quickly slid into the opponent's chest which was one inch above the ground.
The attack was met with an arm punch as well by his opponent.
PLAC!
The two punches clashed. Immediately there was also the sound of Ki Ageng Giring's stifled scream, his body fell over, along with his opponent's body pressing on his body. The sword is loose. The clamps of Shakila's legs loosened, but with fast movement, the foreign woman's body again jumped with a somersault. In an instant he was standing on the ground.
"Hihi... it turns out that your swordsmanship is weak, Green Swordsman!" mock this woman. But suddenly his face turned pale. Why? Really he didn't expect that old man was still capable of attacking. Even unexpectedly. Suddenly, Ki Ageng GIRING's toe kicked the hilt of the sword that was lying on the ground. The point of the blade was pointed straight at him. Bersitlah green light grabbed towards his chest.
It was hard to keep up with the speed of the sword strike that flew like an arrow.
Suddenly Shakila screamed in surprise. And…
BLES! The sword had penetrated his left chest to his back.
The students of TAMBAK REJO Guesthouse cheered with joy. Since then they have followed the course of the battle.
You can see the woman's body staggered backwards, and fell over backwards. Ki Ageng Giring himself did not expect that the sudden attack would meet its target. However, to the surprise of Ki Ageng Giring and his students, it was no longer abysmal. Suddenly the lying woman's body jumped up. A flash of green light shot towards Ki Ageng Giring's solar plexus, accompanied by the woman's loud scream.
A shadowy figure flashed with a startled scream.
"Watch out...!" but too late. The tip of the sword had pierced Ki Ageng Giring's chest a little. But before penetrating the old man's heart, this strange woman suddenly backwards. The sword in his hand slipped.
Suddenly a young man with long hair was in that place. His next arm just slammed towards the strange woman. And on the other hand, he imagined the male martial arts teacher's body.
Who is that young man? None other than the Daze God.
It turned out that the young man had been following the course of the battle. He was indeed following Shakila who he met on the village road running as fast as if he was flying. It turned out to be heading to this guesthouse. When the fight happened earlier, Nanjar could see that the foreign woman's attacks were very powerful, even though they were only empty-handed.
He knows who she is. And what is the problem with the old man who heads the pesantren named Ki Ageng Giring. But Ki Ageng Giring's sword attack was no less powerful. Nanjar himself almost thought that the old man's sword had penetrated the opponent's chest. But the speed of his eyes was still able to see the movements of Shakila's arms that were moving apart, and clamping the body of the sword with his armpits.
But Nanjar was a bit fooled because the woman fell over.
By then Nanjar had jumped closer. Suddenly the woman's body plucked, and suddenly a sword was in the woman's hand, and quickly used to stab Ki Ageng Giring's chest.
Nanjar jumped while shouting a warning. But too late. The tip of the blade had pierced the skin of the old man's chest. Nanjar was indeed less quick in acting, because he did not expect it at all. But in that deadly second he was still able to catch up with his delay even if it was only half a second. His fist was able to stop the tip of the sword, and the woman's body was thrown backwards.
The heirloom sword was seen sticking to the old man's chest. Nanjar quickly pulled it out, and was ready to be thrown into the foreign woman's body because she was annoyed. But the foreign woman is great. Just when his body hit the ground, he suddenly used a somersault. The next second the woman was on top of the fence wall of the guesthouse. You can see this woman standing straight staring at them in awe.
Shakila's eyes twinkled sharply at the long-haired young man. His face was grinning like he had been badly injured from the blow. "Good! You have saved his life, dashing young man. But someday, I will come looking for you!” said the woman. Finishing saying this, the body of the woman yoga expert flashed from the top of the wall, and disappeared out of sight.
The students of TAMBAK REJO Guesthouse seemed to wake up from their astonishment, simultaneously rushing towards their teacher.
Nanjar lay the old man's body.
It looks like his chest is bleeding. Quickly Nanjar opened the cloth bundle behind his back, then took out a small package. After examining the wound, he said.
“Put this powder medicine on the wound. Then wrap with a cloth. The blood will stop flowing. In two days, if this sword isn't poisoned, the wound will dry up…!”
Nanjar gave the small package to one of the old male students. “Thank you, for your help, master warrior...!” said the other students.
Nanjar stood up, stared briefly at the fainted man. "Hopefully his soul can be saved..." Nanjar said softly. Then very quickly Nanjar shot out of the courtyard of the guest house. In an instant his shadow disappeared. Ki Ageng Giring's students were just stunned by staring in awe, as well as in amazement.
Where did this long haired young man come from? So quick to provide help, then flashed away like the wind passing by.
"Who is that strange young man?" said one of them standing up straight, staring at the disappearance of the longish youth's body shadow.
But they soon realized that their teacher needed help ASAP. So they are busy helping...
***
IF THERE WAS A GIANT CROWN FLYING IN THE FIELD, that crane would be the Dazed God. Nanjar has used his rare strange skill, which is one of the "flying" moves passed down by one of his teachers, namely the Demon King Stork. But a moment later the birdman had disappeared, when it swooped down, and infiltrated into the forest below. At that time the sound of people yelling at each other was heard from the direction of the bamboo forest on the hillside. What the hell is going on? And who are they?.
A man who was none other than Duke Bendoro Ningrat was seen fighting a man with a red veil. That person is the guard at the mouth of the cave on the hillside.
"Don't you know this sign?" snapped the Duke, while taking out an object that identified him as a tool of the Kingdom, just as Tumenggung said, if he found it difficult after finding the cave where Tumenggung kept DORO PETAK.
“I don't care about all kinds of identification! You may enter to meet that girl if you have stepped over my corpse!” snapped the man with the red veil in a deep, hoarse voice.
“Fuck! You bastard...! You want to die? In that case, okay!" Duke snapped this with a hot face. He felt played, and actually felt humiliated.
Once his arm moved, he had pulled the dagger from his waist. “This keris of mine has killed more than forty people. If you die then you are the forty-first victim!” said Duke Bendoro Ningrat in a cold voice.
The red-veiled man laughed giddily, his laugh so heart-chilling.
"Haha... ha... among the victims you killed wasn't there a woman, the wife of a fellow teacher named JAKA BAJUL...? After you raped then you killed viciously! You did all that when your martial brother was carrying out his duties as a Mataram Kingdom soldier. Your heinous deeds have passed, more than five years. Did you know that the soldier who was rumored to have died is actually still alive? And he has been looking for you who is a fugitive from the college, because your teacher knows what you did! And do you know who I am? Am I JAKA BAJUL?”
After saying that, the red-veiled man suddenly opened the veil that covered his face. How surprised was Duke Bendoro Ningrat to see that this man was none other than a prisoner who had escaped from detention in the duchy building, and had kidnapped Wening Rani.
"So you... Jaka Bajul?" the Duke snapped with a gasp of surprise. "Have you forgotten my face, which is now full of beard?" said the bearded man in a hoarse voice full of vengeance.
A bean-sized amount of sweat dripped down from this man with the title of Duke's forehead. It didn't feel like he stepped back a step. From inside the cave, two figures suddenly appeared, making the Duke's eyes widen again, because the two people were WENING RANI and Tumenggung ASMORO.
“Masshole man! Goddamn human! May you be no worse than the devil!” snapped at Wening Rani. His eyes stared at Duke Bendoro Ningrat with fiery eyes.
“Tumenggung Asmoro! What does this mean?" snapped this Duke in a voice trembling with shock and anger.
This young tumenggung laughed heartily. Then said.
"Just ask your daughter, I think she can explain!"
Of course Duke Bendoro Ningrat didn't understand even more. He glanced at Wening Rani, then at Tumenggung Asmoro, and turned again to the bearded man alias Jaka Bajul. Then back to Wening Rani.
"Father! Let me mention daddy to you one last time. say! Am I really not your son? If I'm not your child, then who are my real parents? And, why do you want to kill me?” said Wening Rani in a hoarse voice filled with sobs and was a bit shaken by holding back the feeling pressing down on her chest. “I... I can't say it...” said
The Duke stammered. His face instantly turned pale.
"You must say it!" Wening Rani snapped his arm in a half-screaming loud voice. For a moment the atmosphere became tense silence.
"Good! I will say it!” said the Duke after wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"You are not my son! Seventeen years ago I found a baby lying in front of my bedroom door. I don't know who put it there. Then I gave the baby to a servant in my father's building! It was she who took care of the baby. When my father died, the baby had grown up. The little girl was about seven or eight years old. Then I married a widow. At that time I was still the Tumenggung rank. The boy was then cared for by my wife. Unfortunately my wife did not live long. After the death of your stepmother, I also handed over to Ki Ageng GIRING, a former palace maid who had resigned and opened a silat school in the village of Tambak Sari…” said Adipati Bendoro Ningrat.
"So no one knows who my mother's father?" said Wening Reni sobbing. Her eyes were welled with tears.
Duke Bendoro Ningrat doesn't seem to care about Wening Rani anymore. Now he was staring at Tumenggung Asmoro.
"Now tell me who you are, human traitor!" snapped this Duke with blood seemed to boil.
Suddenly Wening Rani took a step closer to the young Tumenggung.
“Let me explain. Hm, do you know O human whose behavior is lower than animals! Tumenggung Asmoro is the Commander of the MATARAM KINGDOM who has been assigned to arrest you, and has received permission from the Sri Sultan to trace the fugitives of the Mataram kingdom!” said Wening Rani in a loud voice.
Duke Bendoro Ningrat's face turned pale instantly. If there were thunder during the day, it would not make him that surprised to hear what Wening Rani said.
"I have proof that I was ordered to arrest you!" said Tumenggung Asmoro, throwing a roll of cloth paper at the man.
Adipati Bendoro's eyes widened when he saw that the warrant was indeed from the King of Mataram Kingdom. Complete with signature and Royal seal.
“Fuck! You won't be able to catch me!” snapped this Duke with an angry growl. The warrant was slammed to the ground.
“You really don't need to be caught again, Rotten Duke! Because soon I will send your life to Hell!” snapped Jaka Bajul, as he lunged furiously.
In an instant, there was an exciting fight between the two men who were former martial brothers.
The keris in Duke Bendoro Ningrat's hand emitted a blue light that gave off a chill, flashing fiercely.
However, Jaka Bajul, who is empty-handed, can offset his opponent's attacks with dangerous punches. His empty hand moves mixed the hot air over the cold that came out of the dagger's body. Jaka Bajul knew that the keris was his teacher's heirloom keris which had been stolen by a man named Bendoro. For that he fought carefully.
Meanwhile Wening Rani just stared in bewilderment. He didn't expect that the bearded man who he thought had no intelligence, was actually someone with high intelligence. And his knowledge is on the same level as the Duke.
After fourteen moves, it was seen that the attacks of Adipati Bendoro Ningrat's keris began to decrease somewhat. Because he was distracted, he saw the appearance of two bodies from inside the cave.
Who are the two people none other than the girl named Doro Petak, and an old man who made his heart jump, so surprised.
Who this man is is none other than KERTOSONO, a former Tumenggung who has resigned.
Due to the distraction of the Duke's attention, had caught him off guard. One hard blow to the chest can not be avoided anymore. This duke felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer. His body staggered a few steps backwards.
Wening Rani has been waiting for this opportunity since earlier.
Suddenly this girl's body jumped towards Doro Petak. His arm grabbed the sword that was tucked at the girl's waist. And with a quick movement, Wening Rani flashed towards Duke Bendoro Ningrat. While screaming loudly, with mixed sobs, this girl thrust the sword in her hand towards the man's chest.
A hoarse scream cut through the air. It was difficult to avoid the sudden attack again, because at that time Adipati Bendoro Ningrat was in a staggered state due to Jaka Banjul's blow. The sword sank right into the man's heart.
Duke Bendoro Ningrat's eyes widened. But for a moment his body swayed, and collapsed to the ground, after a moment of floundering dying, the man's body slumped motionless. His life has drifted to the Hereafter.
Wening Rani looked at the man with a smile on her lips. His heart is satisfied to have finished the history of this wicked human who has damaged his honor.
But suddenly his face turned pale. The smile vanished like a breeze. Suddenly he turned around. Everyone who was there gasped in surprise, because in this girl's stomach it seemed that the Adipati's heirloom keris was stuck in her stomach.
Blood flowed down his leg. Wening Rani suddenly stepped towards Doro Petak. His voice trembled as he spoke.
“Doro Petak....! Before I die, will you forgive me?” The girl in white clothes who was a relative of a guest house jumped closer. His arms stretched out to welcome Wening Rani's outstretched arms.
However, before Doro Petak's arms could greet him, Wening Rani's body had staggered down. And before his body touched the ground, his soul had already floated....
For a moment, everyone was looking at the girl in awe, and the girl named Doro Petak was fixated on Wening Rani with wide eyes, Tumenggung Asmoro cleared his throat.
“Looks like this business has been settled...! And my temporary duty as Tumenggung has also ended. Then I better give an explanation.” said Tumenggung Asmoro.
Among all the people who were there, only the bearded boy, Jaka Bajul, showed a smile, looking at the young Tumenggung.
"Actually the Commander of the Mataram Kingdom was not me. But, friend JAKA BAJUL, this is the man! We have worked together to capture this fugitive from Mataram!” said Tumenggung Asmoro.
"Correct! I am the true Commander of the Mataram Kingdom!” said Jaka Bajul, smiling. His eyes stared at the two people in front of him. Doro Petak shook his head while saying.
“Wow, you guys are really good at playing the play. At first I thought that Mr. Tumenggung was a bad person, for kidnapping me and bringing me to this place...! Turns out I met my father…”
"Haha... maybe you'd be more surprised if you found out your father is a better showman than us!" said Tumenggung Asmoro. Doro Petak widened her eyes, turning to look at her father. “The kind of skits dad has put up...?” asked this girl in surprise.
“Doro Petak, my child....! Actually, I haven't resigned from my position as ancestor yet!” replied Kertosono.
"Hah!?" That was all that was said by Doro Petak, the Piglet with White Feathers. His eyes widened looking at everyone. Suddenly asked Tumenggung Asmoro a question.
"So who are you?" he asked.
Jaka Bajul patted the virgin's shoulder. “He is a young warrior who has the title of Daze God. Or the Red Dragon Warrior, who has helped me a lot in tracking down this fugitive from Mataram!” said Jaka Bajul, pointing at the corpse of Duke Bendoro Ningrat.
“Hey! Friend Commander is exaggerating the title of person. My name is NANJAR. About that title, even if people want to call me the idiot from the top of the Jengkol tree, it doesn't matter...!” Nanjar said with a laugh.
Hearing the young Tumenggung's joke, everyone laughed.
"That's enough! Now is the time for me to fulfill my best friend's request!” Nanjar said while patting Commander Jaka Bajul's shoulder. Before the man could object, because he felt he had nothing to ask for, Nanjar had already stood in front of Tumenggung Kertosono.
"With all humility, I represent my friend Panglima JAKA BAJUL to propose to Ms. DORO PETAK, the daughter of Mr. Tumenggung to be his wife. I hope Mr. Tumenggung is willing to accept it...!”
Tumenggung Kertosono's face beamed for an instant. While replying he said. "For me the proposal made my heart very happy, as if it was a dream because I would get the son-in-law of a Commander from the Mataram Kingdom. But all that I can only leave to my son…”
***
For a moment Doro Petak stared at Nanjar stunned, then turned to the bearded man who stood staring blankly, because he really didn't understand those words were spoken by the Dazed God.
"You... you..." he stammered looking at Nanjar who quickly made a sign with his index finger.
Nanjar quickly approached the girl.
"Miss Doro Petak, would you accept the proposal? He really wanted a wife. And he has been in love with you for a long time!”
"Oh... what should I say?" said this girl with her face turning red.
"Just by nodding once, then you've answered the proposal ...!" Well, nod...!” said Nanjar in a whisper. In such circumstances it is difficult for a girl who suddenly proposes like that. Even though in this virgin's heart there was a strange feeling, since the first time she met this man.
In the end the girl had no other way but to nod. Immediately the Dazed God jumped up, laughing uproariously.
"Happy! Happy! Happy!" Nanjar said in between laughs. Then with one flash, the young warrior's figure disappeared.
They only saw the passing of a white shadow that soared into the air, crossing the tops of the trees in the forest.
The Commander of the Mataram Kingdom was stunned for a few moments. And when his eyes met the girl's gaze, both of them bowed their heads with blushing faces.