Among Thousand Journeys

The vigilante rame-rame

“Again me and all the villagers, especially I personally very grateful with nak mas Ian, if there is no son mas Ian, what would be Anggraini, what would be, maybe we should just wait for his body to be found on the edge of kali.”

Mr. Lurah walked while looking to cry.

“Already sir, the important things have all passed.” I try to be smart, even if it sounds awkward. Well how the wise word came out of the mouth of a young man like me, long hair on my back, though I always tie it neatly, small earrings on my right ear, a face almost like a woman, well maybe because of my association, as an airbrush motorist. So that the look of the dirty, at will, all just stuck in me, how is it possible, the wise word can come out of my mouth, if there is a wise word maybe it will fly because it does not have dead weight.

We were at Sanusi's carik house. The screams of the young people sounded simple.

“Burn the house, just drag it out, then poke the rame-rame. Just stoned, too good to die fast.” But no one dared to go forward, past the fence of Sanusi's house. Because every time he passed the fence, the nails immediately flew, instead there were two young men who injured their arms and thighs hit by nails.

“How is it like mas?” ask Mr. Lurah.

I shakes not knowing.

“Hei Sanusi let's go out hand yourself over!” Suddenly Mr. Lurah shouted, and the shout of Mr. Lurah was answered by sliding a small black nail towards him. I immediately flashed, tring Ten nails fell to the ground, fending off my machete.

“How is mas?” asked Mr. Lurah worried, I shook my head.

“Takulah lah sir,” while the time has gone up early birds chirping began to be heard here and there, people are no longer screaming anymore, may be tired, so the situation becomes quiet. I saw the Sanusi caricature house, a large but ordinary house, the front wall of the house using wood without painting. And the wall of the back of the house using woven bamboo, while the floor of the deckhouse as high as approximately ten inches from the ground.

Front of the main door there are halls that have small stairs of wood. The wooden halls were twice as wide as four meters. Suddenly the sound of a car came, apparently a police car. Two policemen got out of the car, then approached Mr. Lurah,

“How is the situation?” asked the police after being near Mr. Lurah.

“Tough wares sir.”

“Difficult how.”

“Well everyone wants to go forward directly showered with nails, there are already victims of two people.”

“How about we storm?”

“Is it harmless once?” I'm chiming forward.

“Pak Policeman, how about I go forward to invite to negotiate a sanusi?”

“Lho this young man who?” the police asked was directed at Mr. Lurah. Maybe he's suspicious, because of my looks, which looks more like a criminal than a nice guy.

“Oh he's Kyai Lentik's student, whom we asked for help, actually Sanusi has been seriously injured because last night had fought with boy mas Ian.”

“Oh sorry I don't know.” The policeman looked at me in awe, then respected me with a slight bow, while his friend was bearded.

“Well what if I went ahead to ask him to negotiate, while the police officer blocked from the back door, just in case he ran?”

“Yah worth trying.” The two policemen then walked around to the back of the house, pulling out the gun, I pulled out my machete with its sheath to Mujahidi.

“Why isn't it too dangerous? Later if Ian mas tambitin nail, I do not bring tang tuk nyabutinnya.” Mujahidi accepted my golok doubtfully.

“That's berdo’a aja.”

“If I think surrounded by aja, the other one is eating, so change, long ago also he must be hungry and die.”

“Ah you this.” I patted the shoulders of Mujahidi as he stepped forward, all eyes staring at me, the people of Pasir Seketi village have also swarmed the place maybe also from neighboring villages, he said, they were watching from afar, as if this was a free spectacle.

I don't care, with steady steps I step forward. All tense eyes looked at me, I stopped two meters from the small staircase to go up to Sanusi's house hall, while waiting in case any nails were struck. I was quiet saying:

“Carik Sanusi, I'm unarmed, I want to negotiate,” I said as I opened my arms wide, just in case he peeked inside it would see me without a weapon, then I turned my body to reassure. The atmosphere was still silent, there was no answer. After waiting for a few minutes I continued to move forward. Passing the stairs one-to-one, then stepping on the edge board of the houses.

“Braak!!”

The front door of the house came loose, drifting quickly towards me who was standing in an unfavorable position, behind the door was Sanusi who with his machete fiercely attacked me.

“Could you, son of satan alas..! You've ruined all my efforts all this time.!” I, slammed by the door, could not escape when Sanusi hit me in the head, everyone watching screamed, my face was pale. Ah dead me ! But, “prak!!” Sanusi's wobble hit my head, but I felt no pain at all, even the strength in my body, moved me quickly, and I felt no pain, my body was so lightly twisted from the limp of the door leaf tau-tau had stood behind Sanusi, and did tootokan here and there, so that Sanusi fell on the door leaf that fell first.

His body was stiff, because my noticing had uprooted all knowledge possessed, instantly everyone cheered. Then a voice shouted:

“Remission of lewd criminals..” send everyone to storm. The fence was knocked down by the angry villagers, I could not help it when Sanusi's body was showered with machetes, stones, clubs, masses apparently very angry. The shaking only stopped after gunshots were heard. All the villagers who were ganged back, Sanusi's body, shapeless again, I who was standing on the halls saw clearly, how horrible, his face was unrecognizable, too shattered, too, also his body was not tired, blood was poured just like that, what a peerless horror, I walked away from that place to approach Mujahidi who was also dumbfounded, I immediately pulled his hand to leave the place, Mr. Lurah saw me, and approached.

“Son Ian, stop by the house first and wait for me at home, let me take care of it first here.” I got a beard, then dragged Mujahidi to hurry away. On the way, Mujahidi always flattered me.

“Ah really-not thought I, if Ian mas as great as it is, have the knowledge of immunity again, uh uh, did I not hurt the mas was hacked in the head? Wow I ampek yelled mas earlier, thought the head of Ian must be split, ee, it turns out to be nothing.”

“Eh, uh, what the hell is this?” I tried to raise Anggraini's arm, but the girl cried as she pleased.

“Hu hu, Ian mas, if there was no Ian mas what would be me... hu..Hu.hu.I am ready to devote myself... hu...”.

“Already let's stand, not good to see people, let's stand.” I said while channeling prana energy through his arms so that he calmed down. Slowly the girl stood up, and straightened in front of me.

“So Ian wants to accept my devotion?” I don't understand, just a mangut. Than the...

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