Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Working Bu 11: Jaran Telu VS Wangiwulan

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

Raden Gondo Sego. Wangiwulan went towards the residence of Raden Runok Ulung.

An unarmed fragrance and her messy appearance as a noble girl, confronted the four fairies in dark red uniforms. They are the temples of Raden Runok Ulung Family.

“Stop!” exclaim Wangiwulan.

“Who are you, Nisanak? What do you want to stop us?” ask one of the four swords.

“I am the daughter of Raden Gondo Sego,” replied Wangiwulan flat.

Surprised the four tiles, to the point that one of them immediately escaped his sword.

“I want to ask the whereabouts of Kakang Rawil Sembalit,” continued the girl who on her face there is a reddened mark, it is very clear that it is a former slap.

“Gusti Rawil kidnapped by female swordsman,” replied the tile.

“Abducted? Don't lie!” touch Wangiwulan with a higher tone.

Accused of lying, the four tiles so go up pitam.

Sing!

Finally, the four of them drew their swords, and they knew that she was the enemy of her master's family.

“Strike!” exclaim the tile that has since become a mouthpiece while advancing first.

The three comrades also advanced with fast-moving swords. Wangiwulan as a swordsman is able to dodge all four sword attacks. His movements were nimble, showing levels that were very much different from those of the roof tiles. He easily snatched one sword from his opponent.

Set set set!

“Ak! Akk! A.k ..!”

Only once as a closing execution, Wangiwulan made all four opponents injured at once, but not to death.

Wangiwulan then left the four tiles with the sword still clasped in hand. He went towards Raden Runok Ulung's house.

However, only about five Wangiwulan spears ran small, suddenly ….

The set! Ting!

Fortunately Wangiwulan was on standby, so he could fend off with his sword a blue stick that came darting fast. The stalk makes the direction of the stick slightly turn and stick at the root of a tree.

The attack was followed by the severity of a male body crashing from the side. Wangiwulan who did not have time to use his sword as a greeter, only put a blow to his left palm as a fend.

Sir!

Wangiwulan lined up three acts and almost fell. The thrust of the sword into the ground became the restraint of his driven body. At that very moment, a figure dressed in blue and white landed solidly. The handsome young man with the talc instantly stared intently at Wangiwulan. It is none other than Jaran Telu.

“Wangiwulan!” jaran Telu. He was convinced that she was Wangiwulan, the daughter of Raden Gondo Sego whom he had not seen for several years.

“What did you do to Kakang Rawil?” ask Wangiwulan.

“No need you know. You must take responsibility for insulting my sister!” jaran Telu shouted furiously.

He then moved to grab his blue stick, then immediately attacked Wangiwulan who was younger than him.

Ting ting ting …!

Repeated clinking sounds like the name of a dangdut singer, ringing when sticks and swords clashed repeatedly, even though Jaran Telu's stick was made of wood. Attack and attack each other fiercely. However, clearly though slowly, Wangiwulan was overwhelmed.

“Ccheap sword!” hissing Fragrance because the sword he used was of poor quality.

“Authorize yourself!” sahut Jaran Telu while continuing to urge Wangiwulan with a stab, thump and a tight round of sticks.

On one occasion, Wangiwulan did not spare his head from turning the blue stick. Forced Wangiwulan to put his sword blade on the side of the head.

Tang! Sir!

The side of the tip of Jaran Telu's wand hit the Wangiwulan sword blade, making the blade slap the side of Wangiwulan's face.

“Hekh!”

The flat side slap of the sword blade makes Wangiwulan look to the side. Half a second later, the blue stick had already thumped Wangiwulan's back.

Screeching, Wangiwulan was thrown forward. His spine and waist felt broken. However, he had to act quickly because the attack of the unmerciful stick returned to hunting.

The text!

Wangiwulan took off his sword just like that and instead crossed his hands, fending off the blue stick. When fending off like that, the condition of the two hand rods Wangiwulan already coated in green light is tangible like the sword of the land of online games.

After fending off, Wangiwulan quickly rushed in to attack Jaran Telu with his hands shining like a sword. The deployment of the Sword Science of the Asih Goddess made Jaran Telu act more carefully in the face of the woman's attack.

With that swordsmanship, Wangiwulan was able to fend off all Jaran Jitu's stick attacks. The handsome young man could feel as his staff was parried, as if it had struck a steel wall.

This condition makes Wangiwulan easier to attack Jaran Telu's body directly.

Inevitably Jaran Telu had to increase his resistance, because he could not maintain that condition.

On one occasion, Jaran Telu chose to jump backwards.

Tsuk! Zris!

Jaran Telu quickly stuck his wand onto the ground in front of him. Just then, from the end of the stick buried in the ground a faint blue light rose upwards which then enveloped the entire stick.

Jaran Telu then retracts his wand in a condition that still shines dimly.

Tang!

The first strike of the blue shining stick was repelled with two hands of the Wangiwulan sword.

Wangiwulan was shocked when he felt the force of the stick strike, as his body receded backwards. However, the shining stick was not satisfied with just giving one strike. The next attack continued to follow, as if it was very lustful to beat Wangiwulan.

Wuout! Yoke!

Wangiwulan who lost the horses, hurriedly bowed as the fluttering of the stick that was aiming for the head came as a follow-up attack. With the shrewdness of Jaran Telu turned the tip of his stick into a stab towards Wangiwulan's stomach.

Wangiwulan. He could only put both of his hands together as a shield on his stomach. It felt so hard for Wangiwulan that the puncture was very strong. Evidently his body was thrown backwards, off the footing.

However, Wangiwulan is still able to land on the ground, although with a stagger so as not to fall stranded.

Seet! The dugs!

“Ugh!” keluh Wangiwulan's.

Too fast the baton of Jaran Telu that was thrown shot. In unprepared conditions, Wangiwulan again install both rods of his hands coated with green light as a shield. The impact of the stick this time was twice as much as before.

With its mouth thickened the thick red liquid, Fragrance bounced tightly as far as two spears.

Brak!

Wangiwulan backs hit hard wooden fence a garden owned by residents to break up.

Fragrance squirms in pain. Her chest feels very tight. Both of his hands had returned without a ray.

“Uhhuk uhhuk!” The fragrance coughed up blood.

He saw that Jaran Telu had held back his wand that glowed blue. He twirled his wand like a propeller on his head. He waited for his opponent to rise.

The fragrance moves up. He stared intently at the face of Jaran Telu who was choking. He then stood up with a tight heel. Furthermore, Wangiwulan moves both hands with a slow but powerful movement in height.

Sess!

Suddenly above the open palm of the Wangiwulan appeared to float a white light disk like neon light, one inch wide. Wangiwulan issued its highest science called Melati Bee Dance.

Seeing that, Jaran Telu strengthened his horses and prepared to receive an attack.

Set sets! Ctars! Ctars!

Wangiwulan began to glide both discs of white light. Jaran Telu nimbly repelled any aggression of the two white rays. Each stalk of the stick shone blue, arising loud explosions that sounded crowded. (BH)