Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Job 3: Son of the Enemy

*Month Worshiper's Cheer (Mother's Work)*

Dugalara's horse had already arrived at his residence, but he stopped outside the fence. He looked at Lestari. The servant girl was feeding the white horse, which belonged to Raden Gondo Sego, the father of Dugalara.

Dugalara was a man almost half a century old. His stature was large muscled, although his body was not so tall. His expensive blue clothes are rather tight, so their strength shows their strength. He kept a thick mustache with eyebrows that were also thick, making the look of his eyes seem fierce. Her hair was curled over her head. There was a dagger tucked in his back waist.

Dugalara was the eldest son of Raden Gondo Sego. He has four younger siblings, one of whom is Wangiwulan.

“Lestari!” call Dugalara from outside the fence.

Lestari immediately looked.

“Hamba, Gusti!” sahut Lestari then ran a small approach to the wall fence that is as high as the neck.

“Why are you taking care of Dad's horse? Many times I have not seen Wangiwulan with you. Shouldn't you always be with him?” ask Dugalara.

“I-iya, Gusti. However, Gusti Wangiwulan does not want to be escorted if going-away,” replied Lestari.

“Since when does Wangiwulan not want to be escorted if you go?”

“Since returning home from studying, about a month ago, Gusti.”

“Now where is Wangiwulan?”

“Medium Go, Gusti.”

“Where to go?!” dugalara asked suddenly.

“Ke-to-Green River. Usually go fishing, Gusti,” Lestari replied to be scared and stuttered.

“Go fishing? Since my brother's axe loves fishing?”

“Since .. since knowing a young man who likes fishing,” replied Lestari with a heavy tone.

“What's the name?”

“Rawil Sembalit.”

“You mean Rawil Sembalit the youngest son of Runok Ulung who the angler?”

“Hamba do not know if Rawil Sembalit son Raden Runok Ulung.”

“Badness satan!” maki Dugalara with a look of eyes showed anger.

“Dugalara!” call out one heavy voice from the other side.

Dugalara and Lestari immediately looked towards the source of the sound coming from the terrace of the mansion. There stood a luxurious old man in his white clothes and jewelry. He was wearing a black blangcon. There's a dagger tucked behind his waist. It seemed like the white-haired, mustachioed person was preparing to go somewhere. It was Raden Gondo Sego. At the age of more than seventy years, his physical condition still looks fit.

“Yes, Dad?” sahut Dugalara without taking the initiative to approach.

“What's up until you get mad like that?” ask Raden Gondo Sego.

“Wangiwulan has violated the honor of our family. He has been in contact with the young son of the Runok Ulung Family since returning from studying!” dugalara replied with a hot expression of anger.

“What?!” shock Raden Gondo Sego. His shady old face instantly turned ferocious like a changing demon. Then he shouted riled up, “Search the boy and drag him home! If you meet Runok Ulung's son, send to his parents in a sad condition!”

“Good, Dad. I will go look for him to Green River,” Dugalara said.

“Crice!” call Raden Gondo Sego.

“Hamba, Gusti!” sahut a big tall man dressed as a swordsman. The Dugalara-aged man was dressed in black armed with a celurit. He was named Citizen of Sengko, the leader of the temple owned by Raden Gondo Sego Family.

“Bring your people to follow Dugalara!” the Raden Gondo Sego.

“Good, Gusti!” Residents of Sengko then left after making a salute to the nobleman.

“Lestari!” call Raden Gondo Sego.

“Hamba, Gusti!” sahut Lestari then hurriedly ran a little face and bowed respectfully.

“Go tell Ragabnot to go find Wangiwulan!”

“Good, Gusti.”

Meanwhile, the Sengko Citizens showed up with about thirty men in stripes. The party immediately moved out of the spacious courtyard of the house and went near the Dugalara horse.

Dugalara then turned the direction of his horse and pounded it a bit hard. While the Sengko Citizens and their people ran fast following. Having been incited by anger, Dugalara did not want to keep up with his army's run. He chose to keep running faster, leaving the Sengko Citizens and their people behind.

Because the Green River is part of the Kademangan Santun Pongah area, so Dugalara does not need long to arrive at the riverbank. However, he did not immediately find the whereabouts of Wangiwulan or the man he was allegedly with.

Dugalara only saw some residents who had the status of fishermen were on the move with his boat.

After looking up there and here, Dugalara decided to comb upstream. If it continues upstream, it will enter a wooded area.

When going upstream, the Dugalara horse does not run fast. Until then, Dugalara stopped at one place on the riverbank, when his view captured the existence of two people who were sitting on the riverbank, precisely under a tree.

Both men were young men and women. The two sat docked with the woman's head leaned against the young man's chest, while one of the young man's hands held his partner's back shoulder. In front of the two were two hooks mounted dangling into the river. There is also a bamboo basket that contains fish.

The two young men were none other than Rawil Sembalit and Wangiwulan. They did not hear the arrival of slow footsteps of horses on the grassy ground.

“Hihihi!” there was the sound of Wangiwulan laughter that seemed so happy.

“Wangiwulan!” dugalara shouted loudly.

The shout surprised Wangiwulan and Rawil Sembalit who were drowning in intimacy. Both of them quickly looked at the source of the sound.

As it turned out, Dugalara's figure had already flashed in the air and landed right in front of the two of them sitting down. The fragrance quickly released his body from within the intimacy.

Tubs!

Dugalara immediately kicked Rawil Sembalit's chest, making the young man strayed with his head hitting the tree roots.

“The Back of Dugalara!” pekik Wangiwulan was surprised. He quickly stood up to his eldest brother.

“Aaah, step aside you!” dugalara shouted as his hand grabbed his sister's right hand and pulled her away, while he then advanced.

Dak!

One hard kick hit the side of the head of the moving Rawi Sembalit woke up. The young man slammed to the side.

“Rawil's Back!” pekik Wangiwulan, then rush to find the body of his lover.

Taps!

However, Dugalara snatched the hand of her sister holding her back.

“Release! Don't beat up my girlfriend, Kakang!” screeching Wangiwulan got angry and turned to attack Dugalara with his sword.

Dak! Plaque!

Dugalara quickly repelled the scabbard painlessly, while Dugalara's other hand very quickly slapped Wangiwulan's face. The slap was so fast, making Wangiwulan who as a female swordsman was unable to dodge.

Fragrance pushed to the side, almost falling. Her face flushed red, there were even traces of her brother's fingers on her white cheeks.

“Why did Kakang do this to me?!” scented with eyes that hated.

“You broke our family ban! You know who this young bastard is?” dugalara.

“She's Kakang Rawil, my lover, Kakang!” answer Wangiwulan out loud.

“But do you know, whose son is he?!” ask Dugalara louder.

To that question, Wangiwulan fell silent. Indeed, during a month of romance with Rawil Sembalit, he never cared or found out about who his parents were or who his extended family was. Wangiwulan does not care, the most important thing is that he is happy with Rawil Sembalit.

Similarly, Rawil Sembalit also does not care who and whose daughter Wangiwulan sister. He had seen his family feud and face to face with the family of his arch-enemy, but he did not see anyone with a face like Wangiwulan. So, from the beginning she was convinced that Wangiwulan was not the daughter of Raden Gondo Sego.

“He is Rawil Sembalit, the youngest son of Runok Ulung. He is the son of our family's great enemy. Don't you know that, Wangiwulan?!”

Smirk Wangiwulan hear that fact.

Since adolescence, Wangiwulan has been sent to a martial artist. He just came back about a month ago. He did not know the people who were the sworn enemies of his family. Moreover, Rawil Sembalit was an ordinary young man. It feels impossible if the enemy of his family there are those who cannot martial arts. (BH)

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