Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

DEKET 38: Letter Without Writing

*Shell Family Revenge (DEKET)*  

“Bang Kucel, do as I whisper!” shouted Geranda for fighters who are fat like eight months pregnant.

The tight model fight on the big pole happened exciting. The two attacked each other and agitated each other, by strengthening the horses so as not to be easily pushed. One safe way not to be pushed firmly is one hand holding the opponent's arm, so that the opponent does not dare to push as long as the hand is still firmly blocked. If forced, the two can fall together because they will be interested.

Both fighters are still the same appearance, namely dressed without clothes.

“You'll win!” yell again. He had already gone through five rounds of betting. He has won three times and lost twice. This is the sixth time he has bet.

In this round, Geranda chooses Belang Kucel, a burly but balloon-bellied man. However, his opponent named Geprek Lizard was a burly and sturdy man. The two calves alone are like the calves of port coolies.

Geranda chose a fighter that few people bet for him. His face that was like a person lacking vitamins, plus a distended stomach like a hungry bush, made the audience unsure of Belang Kucel.

However, before the fight, Geranda went to whisper one or two sentences to Belang Kucel. When he climbed to the top of the pole, Belang Kucel had difficulty, so laughed at by the audience.

Tubs!

One short punch landed on the chest of Belang Kucel, making him pushed about to fall backwards. However, because one hand blocked the left arm of the Lizard that could invite to fall together, the lizard that hit quickly caught the hands of Belang Kucel and pulled him again to stand together at the top of the pole. They hugged like other twin brothers father and mother.

Such is the fight on the pole which is very narrow. If they risk falling together, then they will choose to save each other and stand together again. Then fight again.

Without the Lizard to realize, Belang Kucel did a Geranda whisper strategy, which is to pull into his fat stomach while fighting to hold his breath, so it looks Belang Kucel's stomach becomes flat. The empty space created between the stomachs of the two fighters quickly closed as it docked.

Dungs!

However, when Belang Kucel removed his fat stomach, the stomach was pushing strongly against the stomach of the Lizard.

Lizard that focus on the attack of elbow, so surprised because know-how got a boost that he did not predict and see. And at that moment, none of his hands blocked the hands of Belang Kucel.

“Aaww!” screeched Lizard with a body that slides down without any grip.

Buk up!

“Hukh!” lizard Clappers when his burly back hit the ground of Demang Sungkara's home yard.

“Hahaha! Hebaaat, I'm hailing!” yell Geranda girly.

At the top of the pole, Belang Kucel stood gallantly with his fat belly while raising both his hands high, revealing the bushy armpit hair.

“Hahahak ..!” the loudest laughter of Alma Fatara saw how to win Belang Kucil. He was now sitting in the middle seat on the stage. He sat next to a chair and table with Demang Sungkara who welcomed him with friendship.

The one who wins the bet keeps laughing gleefully.

“Hahaha!” the laughter of Geranda prolonged while going to the bookmakers.

Geranda gave a short blue ribbon as a sign that he was betting for Belang Kucel. The blue ribbon was changed by the city with a kepeng of one large hand.

While the bettor is holding a red ribbon, their mark is betting for the Lizard Spear, returning the ribbon along with the betting money given to the bookie.

There are also bettors who return white color ribbons. They are the bettors who choose the draw, which is if the two fighters fall together. That often happens in this fight.

With that victory, Geranda has a record of four wins and two losses.

On the other hand, the three fat trio seemed to also enjoy the match from a place near the moored horses.

“Kangkung, have you counted again the number of our horses?” ask Betok suddenly.

“Not yet. Wait a minute, I'm going to take a nose …. Eh eah, go count our horses first,” said Kungkang.

“Don't get me wrong, people's horses don't count!” jungkrik reminded.

“Beraaas!” said Kungkang with a smile and gave his thumb to Jungkrik.

“Beres!” hardik Jungkrik crocheted as his eyes glared.

“Hahaha!” sloth laughter while stepping away closer to the moored horses.

The sloths then carefully counted the number of their horses. The horses belonging to Demang Mahasugi had marks that only the three stewards of the horse knew.

“Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen. The total number is fifteen. Plus three horses of the big man, so eighteen horses. Complete,” said Kungkang count and speak for themselves.

Suddenly Kungkang felt his shoulder being poked three times from behind by someone. He was surprised and immediately looked.

“Virgin debt!” pekik Kungkang surprised not playing. However, he was quick to control his feelings which were instantly rowdy.

The sloth saw a black-robed granny who had been torn apart in an age-consuming manner. In addition to her sinister appearance, the dark red wooden stick grandmother also had an extremely wrinkled face.

“Are you the Demon Queen's servant?” the grandmother asked slowly, but it sounded clear.

“Iya, Nek,” replied Kungkang with the heart still pounding.

“Give this letter to your queen,” said the grandmother while thrusting a rather wide leaf.

“Ma-ma-where is circumcision, Grandma? Uh anyah, I mean where's the letter, Grandma?” ask Kungkang with stammering, pleasant horror.

“Give it,” said the grandmother slowly. He then walked to the gate of the courtyard.

Kungkang just looked at the departure of the grandmother with confusion, because, there is no writing on the green leaves if the leaves are called letters. He had to give it to the queen.

The sloth looked back at the leaf. However, it still does not appear to have any writing on the leaves. He looked back at the grandmother.

“Weleh getuk!” pekik Kungkang, because he had not seen the whereabouts of the grandmother. Grandma had not yet reached the gate of the courtyard.

The sloth immediately looked around, looking for the figure of the grandmother who was easily recognizable appearance.

“Kok lost?” he said to himself.

“You why, Kale?” tanya Jungkrik who came to Kungkang, because he had seen his best friend's gelagat was a bit strange.

“Eh, anumu ..” said Kungkang rather surprised by the appearance of Jungkrik.

“Anuku or your daughter?” tanya Jungkrik served up Kungkang's confusion.

“Where's the mail?” ask Jungkrik.

“This circumcision. Eh eah, this is the letter I mean,” said Kungkang while showing a wide leaf in his hand.

“Don't be crazy, Kangkung. It's a leaf, not a letter!” jungkrik.

“That's exactly it, I'm confused. Grandma said, it's a letter. To be given to Gusti Queen. Did I give this leaf to Gusti Ratu, then I said, ‘Gusti Ratu, circumcision’. Uh anyah, Gusti Ratu, letter I mean,” said Kungkang.

“What's up, what's up?” tanya Betok who finally joined.

“There we are,” replied Jungkrik.

“Hahaha! I know that the three of us are handsome men. But that's not what my question means. You seem to have never been educated,” said Betok accompanied by his laughter. “You confused what?”

“Confusing this,” replied Kungkang while advancing the leaf in his hand,

“Hahaha! Like women only toy leaves,” mock Betok while laughing.

“But these leaves should be given to Gusti Batu. Eh eah, Gusti Ratu I mean,” barren Kungkang.

“Hahahak!” laughter in Betok. Then he said to Kungkang in half a whisper, “You fell in love with Gusti Ratu yes it's okay, his name is also a normal man. But don't be crazy either. You want to be beheaded by his executioner who carries the flag?”

“Like this story, Betok,” said Jungkrik mediated his two colleagues. “So just now, there were grandmothers who gave this leaf to Kangkung. He said it's a letter to Gusti Ratu.”

“Hah? Grandma-granny? What does it look like, what is it like?” said Betok surprised and then hurriedly asked.

“Black robes and her face is very watering. Uh, that's so creepy I mean. To the extent that my mind ran to the virgin kutang,” Kungkang explained.

“You must hand it over immediately to Gusti Ratu. Quickly, leave it to Gusti Ratu!” betok said like a panicked person.

“But this is not ...”

“It's okay. It must be the teacher of Gusti Queen. The teacher of the magician is usually strange behavior,” said Betok pretentious to know. “If you're to blame, we've got a reason. The important thing is to be honest. I'm sure full-blown, that grandma must be Gusti Ratu's teacher.”

“Oh, like that,” said Kungkang so carried away by Betok belief.

“Already, quickly give it to Gusti Ratu!” jungkrik.

“I-i-iya!” Kungkang.

With the heart beating like a running cat, but the thought of yuwas wisu, Kungkang walked hesitantly towards the stage. He hesitated while looking back, to Betok and Jungkrik.

“Buruan!” yelled Betok while moving his fingers so that the sloth continued to walk.

It's a responsibility, yes go to the stage. If it's wrong, that's a kale vegetable.

“Eit, where are you going, Fat?” asked a guard soldier on stage while holding back the pace of the fat belly of the sloth with a sword sheath.

“Eh, your daughter, Mr. Warrior ..” replied Kungkang with a shrill face, trembling voice and swallowed saliva.

“Eeeh, don't be all the same ..”

“Soldiers, let!” alma Fatara interrupted the soldier's words and attitude. “He's my horsemaid!”

“Ba-ba-well, Wrestling Queen!” sahut the soldier stuttered while bowing and saluting to Alma Fatara. He instantly shriveled like crackers exposed to battery water.

The soldier retreated in action, giving Kungkang a spacious path.

Because on that stage there were a lot of rich people sitting on chairs, Kungkang decided to go down crouching and walk inching towards the front of the table Alma Fatara, who was sitting on the table, the one behind his chair stood Anjengan and Kembang Bulan.

“Please maaaaf, sorry thousands, Gusti Ratu!” said Kungkang while respecting so deeply in front of the table Alma Fatara. He is afraid of being blamed.

“What are thousands of what, Kungkang?” tanya Alma Fatara compensates for the words Kungkang.

“I-i-ini, New Wrestling. Eh eah, how exactly wrong? This, Gusti Ratu,” replied Kungkang while frowning and thrusting a wide leaf in his hand.

“Hahahak ..!” alma Fatara's laughter suddenly heard the error of the tongue Kungkang.

Demang Sungkara and the other rich people sitting on the chairs laughed.

“What is this?” alma Fatara asked as she reached out to grab the leaf thrust by Kungkang.

“I-i-it, anuku ..”

“Hahahak ..!” Laughing at Alma Fatara and the men around her.

“Eh, I mean ... hehehe! Earlier, there were creepy grandmothers giving me that leaf, Gusti Ratu,” ralat Kungkang whose forehead was already full of sweat, like signs of running out the first night.

“Why was it given to me?” ask Alma Fatara who increasingly corner the feeling of a soft sloth as soft as ginger-flavored ice cream.

“Say the grandmother, it was circumcision for Gusti Ratu,” replied Kungkang.

“Hahahak ..!” alma Fatara's loud laughter again with Demang Sungkara and others, including Anjengan and Kembang Bulan behind.

“Please, Gusti Queen. Please aampuun! I mean a letter, it's a letter to Gusti Queen!” ralat Kungkang was terrified.

“Hmmm ..!” muttered Alma Fatara finally after her laughter stopped. He looked seriously at the fresh leaf in his hand.

Blur up!

“Huaaa!” pekik Demang Sungkara and several other men were surprised, while suddenly jumping out of his chair away from Alma Fatara.

“Virgin debt!” pekik Kungkang surprised more surprised, while reflexively throwing his body behind.

Scruff up!

The sloth fell off the stage.

What happened was, suddenly a wide leaf in the hand of Alma Fatara gave rise to a fire big enough, even the flame of his tongue burned his hand and almost touched the face. However, Alma Fatara could see there was a short inscription on the burning leaves in her hand.

The incident clearly caught everyone's attention. The fight on the pole even stopped. (BH)