Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

Mak Bolt 28: Corpse Wave

*Pirate Burner (Bolt Shell)*

 

“Hahahak ..!” the laughter of the five young people on the boat.

Although the sound of their laughter mingled one at a time, but the typical voice of Alma Fatara dominated.

The five people on the boat are indeed Alma Fatara and her four loyal friends who like to fight, but also like to get along. So confusing, actually prefer to fight or get along?

“Ka-ka-you guys don't ha-ha-just laugh at me!” the Stuttering of Ayu.

“Hey, why don't you like it, Ayu? You should be happy to marry his son Uncle Rewa Commander Segili!” Anjengan.

“Although I am jealous, but I am actually happy, because I can more freely attract more beautiful women like Flower Moon,” said Juling Jitu.

“Hahahak!” the laughter of Alma Fatara sitting cross-legged at the front end of the boat.

Uniquely, the boat moves from downstream to upstream, against the current without anyone rowing. The five youngsters were completely relaxed. No one exerted any energy in the slightest to move the boat.

What made the boat move and go against the current was because the rope was pulled by a large black snake swimming on the surface of the river. Anyone who saw the huge snake would probably be horrified, horrified if it was frowned upon by it.

Having served, Mbah Hitam must obey if ordered to be as anything.

Alma Fatara and her group must spend more time a day to help the citizens of Balongan Capital to get a comfortable place in Bander Academy. It is not easy to take care of a lot of people. That's Alma Fatara's conclusion.

Finally, Alma Fatara decided to hand over the affairs of refugees to Kademangan Bander which was managed by the local demang, Rewa Commander Segili and Lingga Jati.

“I pu-pu-punya two reasons be-be-heavy reject ta-ta-offer, Pa-pa-paman Rewa ..”

“First!” the Iwak Ngasin.

“I be-be-heavy parting de-de-with ka-ka-kalian.”

“Both!” Iwak Ngasin again.

“I te-te-too ca-ca-beautiful for her pu-pu-son Pamang Re-re-rewa.”

“Hahahak!” Anjengan laughed out loud. He hit the head of Ayu Stuttering. “Too pretty? Looks like my hearing was interrupted by jurig.”

Stuttering Ayu only looked at Anjengan while scowling seriously.

“Doubt Ayu, try to pair your face with Alma's face!” the Iwak Ngasin.

“Si-si-who's afraid?” said Gagap Ayu then moved to near Alma.

Alma who was sitting back to them, grabbed his chin by Gagap Ayu to look. Alma only according to her face was pulled. Gagap Ayu then juxtaposed his face with the beautiful face of Alma Fatara. He smiled widely.

“Hahaha ..!” tawa Iwak Ngasin, Juling Jitu and Anjengan saw the behavior of Gagap Ayu. Alma held back her laughter.

“You are too bad,” said Iwak Ngasin.

“I agree with you, Ngasin!” exclaim Juling Jitu.

Instantly Stuttering Ayu scowled the level of dedemit hearing the comments of his two young friends.

“Hahahak!” the laughter of Alma and Anjengan, worsened the fate of the heart of Gagap Ayu.

“Ka-ka-you are really cruel. What su-su-su ..”.

“Whose milk?” cut Juling Jitu fast.

“Hahahak!” Alma laughed.

“What's the trouble you're making me feel so happy just a little bit? If not my te-te-neighbor son, su-su-it must have been me ha-ha-hit you guys!” gerutu Stuttering Ayu.

Laughing softly from her loud laughter, Alma stroked the back of Stuttering Ayu.

“Quiet, Ayu. Later I will transmit my beauty,” entertain Alma.

“Bi-bi-can?” stuttering Ayu asked quickly while smiling, as if looking at a bright ray of hope.

“No,” reply Alma briefly.

“Hahahak ..!” Explode their laughter.

“Later if I knew how, I would have transmitted my beauty. Hahaha!” said Alma.

“Luck Pa-pa-paman Lingga gave ta-ta-know that Uncle Rewa's pu-pu-son teeth slit into the de-de-front,” said Gagap Ayu full of struggle to perfect his sentence.

“Gusti Queen!” shouted one grandfather's voice suddenly. It was the voice of Black Mbah.

Dugm! Dugm!

Just now they were shocked by the loud call of Black Mbah ahead there, suddenly their boat was sounding softly like it was hitting wood, but softer.

Alma and her four best friends immediately focused their attention towards the front. They were all surprised.

Some of them hit under the boat. Alma Fatara and her four best friends were compactly standing on the boat for a clearer look. Their blood still looks like something is out flowing and scattered by the water.

There were also some wooden shields that were washed away.

“It was like a soldier's corpse,” said Iwak Ngasin.

“They are warriors of Singayam Kingdom,” says Alma.

“That means Singayam's troops have arrived in Balongan?” terka Juling Jitu, but not sure.

“Looks,” replied Alma.

The bodies of the soldiers continued to drift. Apparently, in front there are still the bodies of other soldiers.

“Mbah Black, accelerate!” the Alma Fatara Order.

“Good, Gusti Queen!” sahut Mbah Black.

The huge black snake accelerated the whip on the surface of the water. The boat was also interested in getting faster.

Dozens of bodies they met washed away all in the same uniform, not yet seen a single one dressed differently.

“Singayam Kingdom troops are being massacred!” hisses Iwak Ngasin.

“Iwak Ngasin! That Juling! You guys are through the top!” the Alma Fatara Order.

“Good!” replied the two young men with a fiery fighting spirit.

Iwak Ngasin and Juling Jitu then jumped out of the boat. They jumped by making the washed-up corpse as a foothold in departing to get to the road beside the river. Afterwards, the two ran fast towards the Balongan Capital.

While Alma and his two female companions continue to stand on the boat that darted fast against the current.

Suddenly Iwak Ngasin stopped from running with a sharp look towards the end of the road. Juling Jitu was forced to stop, but then he understood. There was a bustling sound of running a number of horses coming from the direction of the front, approaching in the direction of their position.

Those on the boat also heard the sound of the horse running.

“Hidden!” Iwak Ngasin said quickly.

The two quickly flashed up onto the dry high ground. Up there they took refuge behind natural rocks.

“Hold, Black Mbah!” exciting Alma. He wanted to wait for the sound of the horses to appear.

Black stopped swimming fast. Alma Fatara, Anjengan and Gagap Ayu focused their attention towards the upper road.

In a moment. About twenty horses appeared running which were ridden by soldiers in black-striped white uniforms. There are some horses that run without a rider.

Alma and his two companions could also see, a soldier falling down by himself from the back of a running horse, as if he were dead on a ride. The soldier's body rolled and fell into the river water.

“What really happened?” alma lirih.

Alma suddenly flashed quickly. He ran very lightly on the surface of the water and then flashed onto the dirt road, where Iwak Ngasin and Juling Jitu had stood there.

“Stop!” alma exclaimed leisurely, but his voice was loudly heard by the horsemen who were still a dozen spears ahead there.

“Bumped! Hit it! It's enemies!” shouted a soldier so loudly, like a person who had just seen a demon of loyalty.

As it turned out, running the horses did not show any signs of friendship.

Alma chose to lower her body with strong horses. His left hand was straight backwards and quickly sucked in air, making Alma's clothes swell up like a stuffed balloon.

Whuss!

When Alma's right hand stomped, Alma's clothes again deflated with a fierce wind roaring loudly at the horses and the riding soldiers.

The running horses were restrained, then thrown out of order, until someone slammed into the river. While the soldiers are worse. They were flown from the backs of their horses and fell into disarray.

The soldiers were not dead, but they were writhing in pain.

After that incident, from the same direction, ran a horse ridden by a handsome young man in pure white. He looks like a warrior leader. However, in front of the holder on the horse's back, across a figure also curved resigned body. Either dead or just fainted.

“Who are you destroying my army?!” shouted the young horseman with a voice and a face full of anger.

“Rear of Arung Seto! Is that you?” exclaimed Alma Fatara who could recognize the face of the young man. Although he had not seen each other for two years, Alma remembered the mole above Arung Seto's eyebrows.

Arung Seto who was filled with anger and despair, suddenly surprised. He immediately pulled the reins of his horse. He focused his gaze on the figure of the black-robed woman in the middle of the street.

“Alma Fatara?!” arung Seto shouted as if he could not believe his vision. (BH)

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