Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

DEKET 41: The Skull Family Gathers

*Shell Family Revenge (DEKET)*  

 

The two old horsemen finally stopped the speed of his riding beast in front of the White Crescent Skull residence. They saw the existence of a black-robed granny torn to pieces sitting on a large wooden tree that was burning by a huge fire. However, the fire did not burn the clothes or the body of the very wrinkled-faced grandmother.

On the right and left side of the antiapi grandmother lined up pieces of large tree trunks that could be used as a seat like the grandmother occupied. The formation forms a semicircle. It was as if the wood was indeed intended for the seating of the guests who would arrive.

Grandpa in brown robes and granny in a stick came down from his horse. They tethered his horse to the trunk of a small tree.

“Did you come, Queen of Death?” ask the braided grandmother named Skull Stick Braids.

“There is a Sweet White Skull inside. Since tonight is going to have a big fight, the White Crescent is having a bed ritual with her,” replied the Skull of the Queen of Death.

“Have they not been divorced for a long time? Why do we share with each other again?” ask the brown-robed grandfather named Skull Touch to Disappear.

“You just ask them,” said the Skull of the Queen of Death, the one who first held a meeting of the Skull Family that discussed about grudges to the Demon Queen.

The Braid Stick Skull and Touch Skull Disappeared and then sat on a wooden recliner chair at the end position.

“So we saw a group of warriors are heading here,” said Skull Stick Braids.

“It was the Demon Queen's army. I invited him here. This grudge should be quickly resolved, otherwise, one after another members of the Skull Family collided,” the Death Queen Skull said.

“I've negotiated it with the Braiding Stick. We agreed that no grudge should be born from the death of the Lightning Sword Skull,”, the Silent Touch Skull said.

“Can't!” the Death Queen's Skull cried out suddenly in anger, to the point that the flames she was sitting on grew for a moment until they reached her head. “You must have been influenced by the Skull Queen who did not want to avenge our brother.”

“No, we have not met the Skull Queen. Our decision is based on the testimonies we heard directly from the warriors who watched the match fight in the Bone Market,” said the Braided Stick Skull.

“The Demon Queen is very dangerous. If he was left alone, the Skull Family would be wiped out by him one after another. I've met my niece Skull Step Fire. I was very surprised, he was so afraid of dealing with the Demon Queen, just because his son named Fire Skull was made dying by the Demon Queen. When I telepathically sent to the Demon Sword, it turned out that he had already been subdued by the Demon Queen,”, the Skeleton of the Death Queen said in an annoyed tone.

“You guys have come first,” said a grandfather suddenly already standing on one of the wooden chairs. He was wearing black white-tipped clothes. His white curly hair was tied up simply. There were two flutes, white and dark blue, tucked in his stomach. He is the Sukma-Controlling Skull.

“You will definitely only be a spectator later,” said the Queen of Death Skull had a cynical tone.

“What can be said, Death. Hehehe!” the Sukma Controller Skull said then chuckled. He was indeed neutral in the case of a grudge against the Demon Queen. “How about you two?”

“We both agree that there is no grudge for the death of the Lightning Sword,” replied the Silent Touch Skull.

Wuss!

Suddenly the wind blew fiercely at the time of the magrib. Dust and leaf litter - at that time there was no plastic waste and pampers or dressings flying. The fire that the Death Queen Skeletons occupied even fluttered almost extinguished.

The residence of the White Crescent Skull was made to creak due to the strong gust of wind. The sound of tree leaves singing dominates.

However, the turmoil of nature did not last long, it subsided by itself as a large white bird landed in front of the old men. It was not a bird, but an old man with a bird. The bird is a pure white bird perched on its right shoulder. The bird has a fairly thick crest. It's a white cockatoo.

The white-haired grandfather who was coiled and tied with the bright red ribbon, was one of the senior members of the Skull Family named the White Bird Skull, the older brother of the White Crescent Skull.

“Don't tell me that you also don't take revenge on the Demon Queen, Bird!” snapped the Skull of the Death Queen directly to the Skull of the White Bird.

“I am upset with the three of them who think that no grudge should be born from the death of the Lightning Sword,” the Death Queen Skull.

“Hah! Just let those who have such gentle caution,” the White Bird Skull said more casually. His style is like the Sukma-Controlling Skull. “If they do not want to intervene death to the Demon Queen, let us. Against two of us alone, maybe in ten counts the Demon Queen will die. Hahaha!”

“Definitely dead, definitely dead!” said the parrot suddenly talking while looking right and looking left.

“Don't underestimate the boy. The Demon Sword had even felt its power. However, the Sword Demon said, we will not be killed by that brat. His arrogance is exorbitant!” the Death Queen's Skull said so riled up.

“His arrogance is exorbitant, his arrogance is exorbitant!” said the parrot again.

“Wah wow! Absolutely outrageous overbearing that Demon Queen,” said the White Bird Skull while sitting on a wooden chair. “But why won't he kill us? Is it because he can't kill us? Hahaha!”

“Kill us, kill us!” the bird again.

“Be quiet, Leaking!” the White Bird's Skull Stiff is slow.

“Silence, silence you, Leaking!” re-pronounce the white bird while the mangosteen does not want to die.

“According to the Sword of the Demon, the Demon Queen has promised the Motionless King not to kill any member of the Skull Family, except for one, namely the White Crescent,” the Death Queen Skull said.

“Why can it be like that? If he kills my sister, then he should be able to kill me if he doesn't want to die on my hand,” said the White Bird Skull, then asked his bird, “Isn't that so, Leaking?”

“Silence, silence you, Leaking!” reply Leaking.

“Basic birds!” curl the White Bird's Skull while flicking the tip of the crest Leaking.

“I am indeed a bird, you are a bird-burger!” balas Leak.

“Hahaha!” silent Touch Skull Laughter and Sukma Controller Skull.

“Where is my sister?” ask the White Bird Skull.

“In, the ritual bed, the preparation to face the Demon Queen,” replied the Death Queen's Skull was a bit taut.

“Why is your tone like that, Death? Do you want a bed ritual as well in preparation for the boy? You can bring Sukma Controller. Hahahak!” ask the White Bird Skull.

“Hahaha!” laughter Skull Sukma Controller anyway.

“Dragon talks, Bird!” the Hardik Skull of the Queen of Death.

“Hahaha!” The White Bird's skull laughed. “I did not expect, my sister also felt trepidation against the Demon Queen who just yesterday separated from breastfeeding, to the extent that it had to be a bed ritual all.”

“I'm not daunted!” shouted loudly one old man's voice suddenly from the direction of the house.

They all immediately turned their gaze towards the house that was fused with the rock cliffs. They saw the figure of a dashing grandfather dressed all in white. His long white hair was braided like the hair of the Braided Stick Skull. His eyebrows were also long white, his white mustache long, and his beard was long. His eyebrows, mustache and beard still leave the remaining water from the bath janabah. It was the enraged White Crescent Skull called trepidation against the Demon Queen.

Behind the White Crescent Skull walked a dandy grandmother whose wrinkled face was covered by a thick powder and thick lipstick of green color. He wears yellow clothes. On his right and left waist hang two short chain strands, but white in color. The grandmother was the White Sweet Skull, the former wife of the White Crescent Skull.

“Aura Black Ball already felt!” exclaimed the White Bird Skull that made everything quiet to feel what the grandfather of the bird's owner felt. (BH)