Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

SMP 24: News of Grief

 *White Eyes (SMP)*

In the small pendapa located on the north side of the spacious courtyard, has sat Demang Mahasugi facing the two fat guests, the Buru King and the Sejar Queen. The couple came to meet on the request of the late Golono.

From the pendapa, they can enjoy the view of rice fields that are not so far across the main road in front of the residence of the demang. Although the day is still fairly hot before dusk, but the gust of natural wind is so cool. This is the greatest test for the soldiers and tile kademangan, which is to fight drowsiness because of the seduction of baby pelena.

Behind Demang Mahasugi sat Ronga Cambodia in the task of escorting the rich master.

“Jadi ... how, King Buru?” ask Demang Mahasugi.

“We came at Golono's request. He said, there was a strange attack on the horses Demang,” said the Buru King.

“True. Even my warrior chief was severely injured, indicating that the White-Eyed Demon was quite high-handed. Your hunting business is the expert. So, I leave it to you all. Reveal and capture the demon alive or dead,” Demang Mahasugi said.

“How about the payment, Demang?” asked the Queen Pursue with a seductive smile. Not to tease Demang Mahasugi, but because he is indeed a beautiful face so that his smile looks tempting.

“I will pay for two bags of silver kepeng after you succeed,” replied Demang Mahasugi.

“Good. We can start our work immediately. We just need to be shown the location of the demon that carried out the attack,” said the Buru King.

“Warrior!” call Demang Mahasugi.

“Hamba, Kanjeng Gusti!” say one guard soldier outside the pendapa.

“Take these two warriors to the horse counter!” the Demang Mahasugi.

“Good, Kanjeng Gusti,” said the soldier was obedient.

“Please, Swordsman!” said Demang Mahasugi while extending his right hand to invite his two guests to follow the assigned soldier.

King Buru and Queen Kejar moved to rise after respecting Demang who did not wake up. Then they followed the soldier who went to take them on foot. They were escorted to the stables some distance away.

“Cambodia,” call Demang Mahasugi.

“Hamba, Kanjeng Gusti,” says Ronga Cambodia.

“Where does Lolongo go?” ask Demang Mahasugi.

“Go to Nuging Muko. He said he wanted to find a paid swordsman to serve as his bodyguard,” replied Rungo Cambodia.

“Basic imbecile!” rutuk Demang Mahasugi's. “Padahan here have gathered many mercenaries, why to look far away?”

“According to Buluk, Kang Aden Lolongo does not like the choice of Kanjeng Gusti, he wants his own favorite choice,” replied Rungo Cambodia.

“Do I have to remarry to have a smart child?” ask Demang Mahasugi to himself.

“Saran servant, it is better not to, Kanjeng Gusti. Many stories of the destruction of a great man begin with heartache. I am worried, if Kanjeng Gusti Putri heart hurt, the kingdom of this academy will break,” said Ronga Cambodia rather long.

“Hahaha!” the short laughter of Demang Mahasugi who was still turning his back on his guard.

Demang Mahasugi stopped making a sound, when he saw the arrival of a group of academic troops consisting of elements of soldiers and temples. A dozen men from the team carried several stretchers on which lay several wounded men, one of whom was Wulung.

“Isn't that the team escorting Golono?” asked Demang Mahasugi in a surprised tone as he stood up. “Why doesn't Golono exist? Looks like something bad happened.”

Demang Mahasugi immediately flashed quickly in the air and landed down to block the steps of the group of troops. He did not want to wait any longer because the worry immediately disturbed his feelings.

“Our respect, Kanjeng Gusti!” said the soldiers and roof tiles when they saw their master blocking.

Wulung who was on the stretcher, immediately went down. With care he saluted. While Ronga Cambodia has arrived behind Demang Mahasugi.

“Ampuni servant, Kanjeng Gusti!” said Wulung emotional and fearful.

“Kang .. Kang Aden Golono ..” said Wulung somewhat stammered, as if he did not dare to answer as is.

“Jawab!” demang Mahasugi orders with tightly pressed teeth and both temples hardened.

“Kang Aden Golono has been killed, Kanjeng Gusti,” Wulung said. In his mind that is imagined at the next stage is his face slapped out of his head.

Demang Mahasugi did not look surprised, because his shock was stirring in the heart. He only fell silent with a dark red face and eyes that also became red, sharply staring at the face of Wulung who looked down deeply.

All the soldiers and tile looked down in fear. They were obviously afraid of getting severe punishment from Demang Mahasugi who they already knew his character if angry.

“Who is the killer?” asked Demang Mahasugi who was trying to control his anger which was heading towards the top.

“Ka-ka-we did not see, when Kang Aden Golono was killed. However, we are so sure that the Motionless King killed him, because the old man seemed to dislike the ever-temperate Kang Aden,” explained Wulung slowly, the influence of his fear.

“No matter how famous the Motionless King is, the old man is time to die!” gusar Demang Mahasugi's. Then ask him who still harbors anger held back, “If Golono is killed, then where is his body?”

“On the way home, we were attacked by a masked group who kidnapped Kang Aden's body,” Wulung replied.

The deg!

“Uhkk!” luh Wulung was restrained enjoying the pain so deep, when the tip of Demang Mahasugi's right foot hit hard the middle of his chest.

Wulung curled down on the ground with a dark red face and mouth agape. He tried to breathe, because his chest felt so tight by Demang Mahasugi's kick just now. No soldiers tried to help Wulung.

“So, you died in large numbers and could not thwart the abduction of my son's body?!” asked Demang Mahasugi with a loud snarl.

The soldiers and tile grew increasingly frightened and remained in a kneeling position without daring to raise his face. No one dared to answer or reply, because Wulung who dared to answer was difficult to say. Wulung was still enduring the high pain, as if he was being blessed with death.

“Cambodia, go deliver this sad news to Princess Cicir Wunga!” the orders of Demang Mahasugi without looking at his guards standing behind him.

“Good, Kanjeng Gusti,” said Ronga Cambodia.

The sword lady immediately flashed away towards the main house. Demang Mahasugi continued his interrogation.

“King Motionless killed my son. What is the reason, Wulung?” ask Demang Mahasugi.

“Hamba …. Slave …. Slave don't know, Kanjeng Gusti!” wulung replied with great difficulty, as his condition still curled up on the ground made it so difficult. The wound, which had been bandaged, was back to seeping blood.

“How do you not know? Should I come to Bukit Selamat and ask the King without Motion?” asked Demang Mahasugi annoyed.

No one can answer.

“Basic useless!” maki Demang Mahasugi while flapping his right leg kicked at the empty space.

Whuss!

A loud wind emerged from the kick. Together with the dust of the yard that flew great, Wulung and all the soldiers and tile was blown and rolled on the ground, without being selective again which one is healthy and which one is sick.

“If the Motionless King kills Golono, the masked group kidnaps the corpse of my son, then who takes the treasure for the grandson of the Motionless King?” asked Demang Mahasugi to the twenty-one people scattered on the ground.

“Golonoooo ..!”

Suddenly one hysterical cry sounded the high shrill female voice containing a deep vigor. The shout pitched wailing containing cries that surprised the soldiers and tile around the house Demang.

The owner of the voice was none other than Princess Cicir Wunga, the mother of Golono and Lolongo who had heard the sad news. (BH)

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