Blue Sheath

Blue Sheath
Towards the Coast



Only two trains made it over the Progo river bridge.


It also lost many of its troops that fell into the river. Or stay on the bridge. Hang on. With life lost. The spear of the guerrillas. Or shot by a spoils bullet that was worn on the previous owner.


“Sials. We lose big,” umpat them.


“Those who are profited are great.”


“We save ourselves first. Then report,” said another soldier. Because surviving will also be in vain. Especially against who now only a few twists. Much like the beginning did not win either. “Tell us how we feel. Let the boss tell people to punish them later.”


“Come then. We continue to the city only.”


The lascars had fun getting results this time. They feel a little bit of a win. Despite losing some friends also due to Kumpeni's gunfire and the soldiers' weapons.


But surprisingly Pulung Jiwo is seen attacking Ronggo Pekik.


“Dead you!“


“You will die!“


“It's time you paid for everything you've done.“


Both are involved in a bitter revenge duel. The sword was pierced sharply. But it was fended off with a sword in Ronggo's hand. The next one immediately thrust the spear towards Pulung Jiwo.


The other friends were surprised. And just keep watching all that. Confused or not brave. Because both are famous.


That anger. Apparently still in the heart of Pulung Jiwo. He took the opportunity to finish it. Especially after feeling that in doing the weapons seizure has succeeded.


Seeing the showdown Ki Bagus Singlon Sodewo tried to divorce. With his wife as the son of Diponegoro made two people who both supported his father's struggle was able to be stopped.


“Stop... Don't fight yourself. I don't want to know your personal business. But for the sake of struggle, we have to be compact. You guys don't start a split.”


Both stopped. But still, as if the grudge is still clumping and will not melt, if not resolved. The gazes of the two were also still sharp, threatening. Once upon a time it will be watered.


They then separated, in two groups each carrying loot. It's to break them. Also to facilitate in bringing the spoils earlier.


“This you bring a lot,“ said Laskar who was reluctant to bring a lot.


“Then you?“


“I just brought a rifle. This is good if it is not used, it can shoot an owl on a branch. “


“Only. If the war is finished yes returned again to the country.“


“Dear right?“


The train was abandoned, but horses and guns were carried. The trains were considered to complicate their journey. Because the road that passes, not always good. It even has to pass through rat lanes and trails.


“Later that car I'll take again.“


“Then?“


“I was dislodged who knows still his old iron behavior,“ he said while thinking about what the destroyed train is if it is not used later. That's also if you don't die pierced by the enemy during the war.


Everything that is obtained will be carried with its own energy. With a weight that can be carried. The number of people who are many it must be difficult to overcome.


As well as sacks of foodstuffs and daily needs transported with each back. Which was intended to be used to supply the troops and the needs of the city, now switched hands and will be used by the lascars themselves or to help the poor.


“Lumayan rice.“


“Still raw don't eat.“


“Waiting for old cook. Stomach hunting rumbling,“ just keep eating raw rice so that it can enter in his empty stomach. Since this morning has not been filled other than the wind that accompanies during shelter in the bush.


On the next plan, they gather on the edge of Progo. On the downstream. Near the coast the troops are ready. He will attack the palace and drive out Kumpeni. There was a frontal war. Open warfare.


So Prince Diponegoro gathered all the troops to pick up the palace and kumpeni troops. While showing that the guerrilla forces are still there. So that the opponent also displeased him.


“Aduh tired,” Blue Sheath complains.


“Shut up.”


“Then how?”


“Gendong...”.


“Hus... can be scolded uncle later,” he said. Moreover, many other soldiers who will later be bad at people's talk. He only plays around in such an important situation. Make chaos. As well as the position that is less feasible among fellow comrades in arms where others are also facing discomfort, between tired, tired, lethargic, heavy loads. Pathetic anyway.


“Or you just push that train.”


“No horses.”


“Eat him in push.”


“Kan train is broken already we destroyed yesterday.”


“So how is this?”


“Ya already, drink that much only.”


“Conve later if you don't eat anything.”


“Simply. Maybe on the streets someone will feed us.”


“Where there is, we walk also through silence. If there are rames, it will go away. Let's not get caught Kumpeni.”


They walked along the Progo River. Headed downstream. Found the coast to join the core forces.


Along the river it was so beautiful. The real picture of the earth is so beautiful. The view, the atmosphere. But torn by the big ambitions that are happening.


Between two large groups. Which resulted in the atmosphere and the original beautiful, now more destroyed. Cannot be enjoyed. They just want to get there fast. His purpose.


The road is still difficult but with a lot of troops makes it easy to pass. They cut down trees that cross the street. Breaking through the weeds that cannot be penetrated. And get rid of dangerous animals that come in the way.


“Awas tree!“


“Let me cut.“


Trimmed wild trees that are tilted towards the streets. The truth is very disturbing for such a large group of troops. That's why it's directly cut. Removed at the edge of the road in an elongated position on its side. The back can pass easily.


“Ih...great!“ said the other. Kala crossed a thick and very long weeds. He only waved with the tip of the spear as a stick.


“Shock me!“


“What?“


“That's kancil.“


“Lumayan I will pursue. Can we satay this.“


“Yah... already far.“


The beast ran away. Dipping on other, more dense grasses.


“That's new kancil,“ says the others happy. There seems to be something moving.


“Waaa...“ but after a briefing was immediately shocked.


“What...“


“Large switch black.“


Seemed as a long coiled serpent that was usually silent, or walking in silence, this time he made a suspicious movement by making the rumble move, as if there was another large animal there.


“Spear alone is in order.“


The snake was directly on the spear. And wriggling when hit. Only then did the others rush to hit with the end of the handle of the pan spear.


“Ih dear skin.“


By noon they reached the coast. Here the land is sandy, sloping and wide.