Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

SMP 8: Mysterious Disorders

*White Eyes (SMP)*

 

Demang Mahasugi really obeyed the request of his son named Golono. Two chariots, thirty warriors, and twenty non-soldiers, all the requests of Golono were fulfilled. One train was boarded by Golono accompanied by two warriors. One other horse carriage was filled with several chests containing treasures.

All the soldiers and roof tiles carried torches, so that the group looked very lively, like a torch parade at night.

If Lolongo likes to act without thinking about the consequences, then Golono, his wish must be realized immediately and must be realized.

Like his desire to propose Ineng Santi, it must be realized immediately without delaying time. Though his father had reminded that if departing in the afternoon, then clearly Golono and his entourage will be overnight.

Finally proven, Golono and his entourage had to stop, making the handsome young man who had appeared like a groom was angry and careless.

“Can't you fix that suspension bridge tonight?!” asked Golono with a snarl.

“Can, Kang Aden, but it will take a long time. In addition to dark, we also lack boards and ropes,” replied the leader of the soldier who along with his two colleagues who were both carrying torches. Name Wulung.

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque!

Golono slapped the three soldiers one by one. The three warriors were simply speechless with faces flushed in the dark.

“You have thirty people, there is a roof of twenty people. Can't you make a rope out of bark or make a board with your sword and cleaver? If you don't do it, we'll never cross. If you do it wait for the morning, the more lost my handsome because of too long waiting!” yelled Golono furiously.

“Good, Kang Aden. We will do it now!” wulung.

“I want the bridge to be bypassed tonight too!” golono.

“Good, Kang Aden!” sahut Wulung's. He was forced to say yes, although it seemed impossible to fix the bridge over the river until before morning.

The three soldiers immediately turned around and went towards his resting entourage.

Wulung then gave a briefing to all his men's soldiers. After that, Wulung also turned to the tile leader in order to work together.

In the end, as many as fifty people were sharing tasks and then started working the night. Some cut down trees, some skin the trunk of trees whose skin can be made rope, some are just poring, and some work on a broken suspension bridge.

On the bridge below which flowed a large river, a number of people worked with quite complicated positions. In addition to someone working to improve, there must be someone who also illuminates.

“Why is the horse carriage not left alone, the crates can be carried and then cross one by one?” grumbled the soldier who was holding the torch for his comrade.

“Kang Aden Golono is the same as Kang Aden Lolongo, his mind is never clear. If he wants to drink with leaves, yes must use leaves, even though there is a glass in his hand,” said the soldier who sat on one intact plank blade tied to both sides. He worked to unravel the mine knot so that later it could be used again to tie the new board.

The suspension bridge has a height close to the surface of the river water flow. It is estimated, the damage experienced by the bridge was caused by river water currents when overflowing during the rainy season.

There is actually a good road that can be traversed by Golono and his entourage to go to Bukit Selamung, but the road must be twisted. However, Golono still wants the nearest road, although in the end the time taken is actually longer the nearest road.

Plok! Plung!

“Stale widows!” the soldier screeched in surprise, when suddenly something fell on his chest, then fell into the river water.

“What is it, Kang?” ask the man holding the torch.

“What's up, what's up?” ask the other soldier who worked a bit to the middle of the rope-board bridge.

“Fish,” replied the soldier who was hit by something that.

“Oooh!” sigh colleagues.

“That must be a government hunted fish trying to escape out of the river. Hahaha!” said one of the soldiers then laughed, diluting the atmosphere.

“Ah already, already, do not laugh much, later scolded by Kang Aden Golono!” another word reminds me.

Plok!

“Augly maid!” maki the soldier again suddenly, when a fish fell on him.

The fish also hit the soldier's chest. This time, however, the fish did not fall into the water, but was restrained on the bridge board, so that the soldier could clearly see the fish that was as big as a palm.

“What else, Mong?” ask the man in the middle.

“Fish!” sahut warrior called “Mong” aka Cemong.

“Turn just burn!” yell at the others.

Suddenly the fish that fluttered above the board, right in front of the Cemong, moved itself up floating in the air.

Cemong and his partner who held the torch.

“Ja-ja-wanda be-be-shear!” said Cemong stammered from trembling in fear.

“What else is it, Mong?” ask your partner in the middle.

“Fuck why?” ask the soldier in the middle.

“I-i-his fish drift aloneii!” shouted Cemong who finally managed to speak completely, despite stuttering.

Hurriedly Cemong got up standing while holding on to the rope of the bridge, as his legs trembled. While his partner who was holding the torch had already run first.

Plok!

The fish that could float itself suddenly shot to attack Cemong's face, then fell into the water.

“Aaa ..!” cemong's screams without being able to step his legs. He was really scared, even lifting up to step couldn't. “To-to-toloool! Uh, to-to-toloung!”

Seeing Cemong acting like that, their other colleagues became tense looking at Cemong, then looked at each other.

“Dedemit the river waiter is angry!” shouted one of the soldiers concluded.

Surprised all of them.

“Come! Quickly leave this bridge!” yell at the others.

“Quick, fast!”

“Yo ayyo!”

“Buruan!”

“Carely fall! Handle!”

“That's Cemong, just pull it, don't push it, it will fall!”

The soldiers shouted at each other. They moved hurriedly over the bridge which was a lot of damage, making the bridge sway dang dut. If only for humans to pass, the bridge can still be passed on the condition of caution.

Many of those soldiers had to pass through the position of Cemong. When passing through it, the feeling of fear was more of a portion. Not forgetting they helped the stunned Cemong, not fixated on being fascinated by the beauty of the fish, but fixated on the sawan.

Jbuars!

Not to mention that they had completely left the bridge, there was suddenly a loud sound within the dark river water. The sound of large movements in the river water surprised them even more and made them afraid.

“What sound is it?” ask a soldier who is getting tense.

“That angry river dedemit!” shouted another soldier concluded.

“Lariii!” yell at the others.

So the soldiers who were already on the ground ran away from the river. While those who were still on the bridge, hurriedly tried to reach the ground.

Brak!

Suddenly the Cemong that moved on the bridge fell because the board he stepped on was loose from the rope.

“Aaak!” cemong screams, but one of his hands holds firmly on the big rope of the bridge, while both of his legs go into the river water.

“Cemooong!” his colleagues were surprised.

When two soldiers who were still together on the bridge were about to help Cemong, suddenly ….

Taps!

One hand suddenly emerged from the dark water and gripped Cemong's right thigh which was outside the water. Fortunately, the hand did not go higher.

“Aaa ..!” cemong's screams were tight and long as if they did not want to break.

The other soldier was surprised and could see the hand holding Cemong's thigh thrashing.

Jburs!

The hand tugged tightly at the foot he was holding, forcing Cemong's body to be drawn into the water. The soldier immediately drowned and did not appear again.

“Lariii! Dedemit ngamuuuk river!” shouted the soldier who was still in that place.

They ran off the ridge to the point that the bridge was empty.

“Hahahak ..!”

Suddenly there was the sound of laughter of women, but it was as loud as the fathers. The source of the laughter was clearly from the river. (BH)

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