Among Thousand Journeys

Ciomas Golok

I unconsciously held my nose. Well what if my nose later - I was beaten until broken, I certainly can not be proud again, especially if I die? my inner. Ah I still have a debt of Ipar tea, a stall near the cottage, do I run away yes, uh readers do not think I am a coward, I run just want to pay the debt, I run away, would I be better off being honest, right? the same person in front of me. I want to go first pay the debt, later come back here, he can wait while crocking, kuraba pocket, just before leaving I had time to snatch Djisamsoe cigarette on the table Mr. Lurah, I was able to wait, but how disappointed I am, my lost cigarette must have fallen during the chase earlier, ah dashed my hope, but if you think about paying the debt now I myself do not have money. Eh you do not hiha hihik laugh if you read, surely you think I'm a coward, actually I want to pay the debt does not mean to run, this is a difficult choice not as you think, it's not as you think, I'm just afraid that death still bears the debt.

And I'm not afraid of fighting, about I was in the terminal Pulogadung at the wheel of thugs and then all my money was asked and then I gave it, it was because I did not want to fight and did not like fighting, if you want this guy in front of me, instead of fighting mending play gaple, or check (chess), or tigers, or more easily, suit. The loser has to admit defeat, so no one gets hurt, uh readers don't laugh, I know you guys think I'm a coward, anyway if I die, you don't know the continuation of this story, you know, okay, I'm a coward, so what do you want?

Confused, there was a stir in my mind. Ah I still hope there are young people who come here to help me, bother if being a person already considered as a sakti, sweat pouring, from all the pores of my body, even my back wet. The air is very cold. For a moment my heart was relieved, when I saw the shadow approaching. The place where the masked man and I faced each other. But my sense of legaku soon cramped again, because the coming turned out to be Mujahidi, wah equally, severe. Could add runyam this is business. How not runyam, this Mujahidi is more cowardly, maybe a coward. Same caterpillars are afraid, let alone caterpillars, in his body dirambatin aja aja gindrang-gindrangnya aja nonstop, goosebumps continue.

“Hua ha ha, apparently the swordsman of Pacung pesantren again who came, really proud to be able to fight with a gallant person.” said the masked person with a derogatory tone, saying, maybe he already knows that our shortness is just a story, though,

“Heh Muja, why are you here.?” I whispered after he was near me.

“I just followed Ian, because the direction of the run was here. Who is he?”

“Yes this is the guy who likes to kidnap girls.”

“Waduh peril then mas, mending aja mas.” Mujahidi was inching behind me, I thought, so I was not surprised to see the Mujahidi's behavior. Then I whispered,

“Eh what not to use reason?”

“Yes, don't run, run away,” I just agreed to the Mujahidi proposal, suddenly the masked man has spoken: 'Look:

“Ah don't bacot much, accept my attack.” the person's leg is straight kicking into my stomach, the movement is so fast.ngehg.! My stomach got a big kick.

“Ah fart, beuh smells like a gendruwo fart.” Mujahidi holds his nose as if I had his nose. He's fending. I immediately stood up, at least the heartburn in my stomach was reduced.

Suddenly I heard a subtle whisper in my ear, obviously I knew it was Kyai's voice: 'But:

“Mas Ian, read Basmalah.” hot as a balm cap lang, flowing profusely into each of my veins, flowing down to the tips of my toes and feet. So that my body was getting lighter and lighter, and my legs seemed to not retrace to the earth, flowing to the head so that my eyes more and more clearly see, this place also became like day in my vision. Even a mosquito that flew here seemed real, the sound of mosquitoes perching was heard his feet treading on the tomb. I don't know what's going on with me, the air flowing from my belly button is still going on

oozed.

“Huahaha..., swordsman, champion chicken tai, curot, students pesantren Pacung no contents..,” the voice of the masked man broke the silence that enveloped the old cemetery.

“Just shut you guys down.” after saying that the person's body flashed. The leg was slammed straight at me, the other leg bent. But in my view the attack was like a movie in slow motion. Suddenly I felt the energy coming from inside my body. I sideways, legs roaring towards me, I clutched and I pulled until the man was thrown following his kick. And my snaking hand hit his neck with my wrist.

Hugh!!, my body dragged by his body, my raised left leg immediately hammering the back of his head while my hand pulled off the cloth covering his head, and bret..! I'm surprised I'm not playing.

“Hah Sanusi caricature..!” the person who became the thief of the girls was shocked, his face was closed off. Even more surprised he didn't expect my attack. Quick streak, crushing, I myself was shocked, and did not know what happened to me so that it was able to attack so fast that I was wearing like a taici style. Mujahidi also lolled to watch my football.

“Setan. Bajulbuntung, tai kebo, jiampot, apparently have a stash hah.” umpat long Sanusi short, then immediately pull the machete. I immediately pulled my knife. This Golokku is said to be an ordinary machete yes it is an ordinary machete, because I often use to cut firewood. The question of his power has been countless how many lives chickens consumed sharpness. This banter is given by Kyai, because indeed I do not have money to buy a machete, this machete is held in a wooden sapodilla kecik, made by the Ciomas people. Most machete-making villages have names in Banten. Before making an iron machete plugged in the ground at the time of the full moon, and only taken the full moon later, so that the iron becomes stainless and old yellow iron. The science of immunity which however would be injured touched this cleaver, as it was filled by Kyai. But I don't want to get carried away by the mystical story about the machete, so I made this machete work in the kitchen.

“Suing..!” there was a whistle when Carik Sanusi attacked me with his machetes, I did not understand the science of the cleaver, but clearly Sanusi's attack could not be underestimated, the cleaver roared into several parts, he said, again the power in my body is like moving me, I just follow. When the...