A PAIR OF SWORD KNIGHTS

Mahesa and Jiraiya

Jiraiya, who was sitting in front of her Master on the front porch of the house, lowered her head to hear word for word coming out from the mouth of the person she greatly admired.

"Today, go home and see the condition of your parents. I heard that the leadership of Bon Island is now being abused by subordinates of Gulikan. They committed a crime that went beyond the limit."

"What should I do Teacher?"

"Jiraiya, you're an adult. You're the heir to the Ong family that has ruled Bon Island for a long time. It's only fitting that you clear the name of your ancestors who are now defiled by irresponsible people."

"Do I have to exterminate all of them Master?" Ask Jiraiya.

"Don't make the mistake I did before my student. Your job is to straighten them out even though for that there must be a head victim. The tail of the snake just follows where its head goes."

"I understand Master."

"Go Jiraiya, you have given me your provisions."

"Thank you Teacher. Later, may I come back here to visit Master?" Jiraiya cried while shedding tears.

"It's not you who returned Jiraiya, but it's your fate that will bring you here." Satria cried out, sat down and closed her eyes.

Jiraiya immediately entered after bowing to pay his final respects to his Master.

Inside he immediately found Bu Sari who he had considered like his own mother. After receiving supplies in the form of money, food and by his family in the Mongols, Jiraiya also stepped away between Opium to the top of the cliff.

Jiraiya is now stepping towards Olele Beach (Ulee Lheue) where an old grandmother is waiting for him.

"Excuse Nek, Jiraiya please leave to travel a year and two years, Nek." The long-haired young man cried to Nek Nem.

"Yes already. You're good. Remember the message from Grandma, son. Make no mistake in using every gift God gives us."

"Good Grandma." Jiraiya said as she walked away.

"Ehh, Son. Hold still. Take this as a supply on your journey." Nek Nem cried while giving a beautiful gold bracelet that is certainly very expensive.

"Ah Grandma, don't bother. Grandma keep it. You gave me so much stuff."

"This bracelet is a gift from a man I love dearly, son."

"Who's Grandma? Grandma's husband, huh?" Jiraiya asked teasingly while laughing.

"He is your Grandpa Master. Teuku Isa Langsa."

"Ah, did Grandma ever ... Being Kek Mahesa's lover?" Jiraiya asked seriously.

"No, he's not human. No longer bound to feelings of low lust. I'm so stupid I dare love a man like him."

"Here you go, Grandma, don't be sad. All right, I'll take this gift. Two years later I'll bring this gift back here." Jiraiya.

"Give the bracelet to the girl you love." Nek Nem who has wrinkled all his face.

"Alright Grandma. It's up to Grandma. I'm going to Nek."

After taking the exquisite Golden Bracelet, Jiraiya ran away as fast as she could.

He felt like a new bird had slipped out of its nest. Jiraiya walked slowly through a very dense forest of hills.

The sunlight penetrated through the slit of the leaves that made the handsome young man feel sultry.

The black-clothed man decided to sit under a large shady wooden tree to eat a drink from the provisions he had brought.

Now we leave first Jiraiya who is relaxing eating good food made by Bu Sari whom he calls Mother.

That night, a young man entered a rice stall located in the mid-Mount Seulawah area called Saree.

Saree City is indeed a regular stopover for people who want to go to Banda Aceh, either using a transport car or other private vehicles.

But the handsome 17-year-old young man did not appear to be carrying any vehicles. Even strangely, on his back is seen a pair of sword weapons neatly tied from inside his shirt with both handles poking upwards on the left right of his neck.

Mahesa entered the roadside rice stall ordering rice and side dishes and a glass of cold drink.

Not how long. There was also a long-haired black-faced handsome young man with eyebrows like a machete and a medium nose that was white.

"Hey, give me a plate of rice with grilled chicken and a glass of cold tea." Jiraiya's voice that night had reached Saree area was heard loudly.

Mahesa only heard the voice in passing. Since Jiraiya was sitting on his back to Mahesa, the two of them did not know each other.

Jiraiya who was carrying a sword hanging on both her waist only caught a glimpse of the handsome young man who caught her attention.

Because now Mahesa really has a mature face with a sturdy body, Jiraiya does not recognize it. After all Jiraiya only saw it from the side.

By chance, though, the two young men who are different but have a close relationship are in one place without knowing that the two young men who sit next to several tables are holy men who have just returned to study with Master each of them.

After finishing his meal, Jiraiya immediately came out, while Mahesa was still sitting in the stall because she planned to stay there tonight.

Jiraiya majored in the Northeast where he went through the ever-deteriorating forest path.

With his instincts as a master swordsman, Jiraiya continued to walk until he was stopped by several illegal loggers in the middle of the dense forest.

"Hey, stop." Exclaimed a burly foreman who held a long curved machete.

"Who is Man?" Ask a friend of his who holds a large axe.

"Either, Hey, who are you?" The man called Man by his friend.

"I'm sorry sir, I'm just a guy on the road."

"Where are you going?"

"You go back to Borneo." Jiraiya answered who closed his eyes with his hands due to the glare by the lighting lamp carried by another skinny man.

"Hehehe, leave your bags, and you'll be able to leave."

"I don't want to cause any trouble, excuse me." Excited Jiraiya as she stepped towards the right.

"Hey, you're in opposition, aren't you? Aawuuuucchh," Shouts of pain came out from the mouth of the foreman who tried to attack Jiraiya.

"Hey, you're being rude." Another man called out to attack Satria with his big axe.

"Adduuuuhhh,," The kick in the chest made the axe in his hand slip 7 meters away.

"Hey, please, kill that son of a bitch." The foreman called when he saw that 10 of his subordinates had been there with axes and machetes in hand.

The eleven-man surrounded Jiraiya immediately pulled out his pair of swords that were at the waist.

With the backpack still hanging on his back, Jiraiya attacked here and there making the eleventh man's weapon slip from their hands with a cut on the hands of the eleven rough men.

"Once again you stop me, your necks are what I say." Threatening the lazy Jiraiya dealing with the brute-clawed brat.

After putting his sword into the sheath, Jiraiya immediately waltzed away like nothing had ever happened.

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