Flying Umbrella Swordsman

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Adijaya approached Wuni who still looked frightened. He sent the girl home and took the villagers to this hill to arrest the people who had been deceiving the citizens for a year.

"Calajenget goddess is neither a demon nor a half-stealth human. He's a normal human being. The girls who had been made into his original offerings were sold into comfort women,"

That's how Adijaya convinced Wuni to dare to reveal the truth. The three men who were supposed to be carrying Wuni were tied together in a tree.

Then Adijaya carried the weakly lying Goddess Kalajenget into the house. The woman was laid on a shiny wooden floor.

The Kalajenget Goddess who was still half-conscious felt the gentle gaze of the dashing young man. Even Adijaya's smile ransacked the heart of the Goddess. Suddenly his consciousness recovered.

The heart of this beautiful adult woman is like stomping to penetrate out when Adijaya's handsome face is so close and feels her breathing.

The goddess of the Kalajenget had forgotten everything. Now he wants a touch he has not enjoyed for a long time. To the point that his voice sighed softly.

How not, because at that time Adijaya's hand had infiltrated into the back of the now loose kemben and felt something chewy in it.

The woman thundered her teeth. Even his two hands moved pulling on Adijaya's back so that this young man overstretched his body. This young man was regulating his feelings. The skin of the body of the Kalajenget Goddess still feels smooth..

"I will grant your wish" whispered Adijaya in the ear of Dewi Kalajenget. "As long as you fulfill my request!" He breathed into the woman's neck.

"Whatever your request... Uhhh!... I'll give it... Ow!" Goddess Kalajenget felt an indescribable sensation when receiving a breath and touch that made her veins stiffen.

"Where are the girls being sold?" Bisik Adijaya again while squeezing the still tight mound. This makes her feel more flying.

Goddess Kalajenget told her what Adijaya asked as her hand groped to the bottom of the gallant man. Reflexively both legs stretched. However, when the gel can not be dammed again suddenly his body drooped limp.

Adijaya immediately tidied back the woman's clothes were disheveled. The goddess Kalajenget stared between annoyance and whining. Upset because his desire is not channeled. Whining, of course, because of lust. He was deceived, but not angry.

After being outside, Adijaya regulated her breathing. The plan succeeded even though it almost fell into the abyss. I don't know why that thought just popped into his mind.

He guessed the Goddess Kalajenget thirsty for seduce, so to pry his description must be by seducing him. Fortunately not a problem.

"That's a new style, Juragan?" padmasari Goda.

Adijaya hid her red face. "Why can I touch other people, and they can't?" tanyanya.

"Yes, that's the nature of science!"

Then Adijaya darted back into his rough body. Asmarini who knew the signs of the husband had returned immediately asked what happened.

"Our guess is right," answered Adijaya then told what happened except when he seduced Goddess Kalajenget.

Adijaya sent the still magical horse-drawn carriage to the back of the hill where there was a house used to sell the village girls.

A little later came the sound of footsteps from the crowd. Then the place was now invaded by villagers. They immediately brought three bound men as well as the weakly lying Goddess Kalajenget.

"We continue the journey, the girls were said to have been sold to entertainment venues on the south coast,"

"We're going to release them too?"

"Yes, by chance the direction to it will pass around Mount Salak first."

The horse-drawn carriage descends the hill by drifting. In a short time they are on a big road that will bring them to their destination.

***

Padmasari reported his findings on Jagatapa and Tajimeta. Both of them have a relationship. Tajimeta is his son Jagatapa even though he is only an adopted son.

Jagatapa set up a small padepokan in a village at the foot of Mount Salak. According to Padmasari padepokan who led Jagatapa still flowed white.

"Why did he send his son to Karang Bolong?" ask Asmarini.

"It is likely that we want to investigate whether Ki Manguntara is also being unfair as Jagatapa assumed to his own teacher" Padmasari said.

"And it just so happened that way" Adijaya said. "He just misunderstood!"

"Can Kakang convince Ki Jagatapa without having a fight?"

"It doesn't seem!"

The horse-drawn carriage now crosses the road next to which there is a large river with many stones also large in size. Just as Adijaya wanted to take a bath, she stopped the train.

"Dinda, look at that clear watery river. I want to take a shower before nightfall!"

"I'm coming, Kakang!" Asmarini handsome enthusiastic.

Then they came down. Seeing the river is so beautiful. Big rocks. They were looking for a place surrounded by rocks to hide when they were soaking in the water.

Asmarini glanced meaningfully when her husband brought her here. Her face became even more beautiful when it was like this.

"Surely Kakang has a certain intent!"

Adijaya did not answer. He just stared friendly and carried his wife and fell into a river whose depth reached his waist on his side. The waist of Asmarini, not the waist of Adijaya.

The cold plumbed their skin as the river water soaked the lower body. A cold wind fluttered Asmarini's hair so that it fluttered her beautiful neck.

It is true, after almost the incident with Dewi Kalajenget, Adijaya resisted his desire. Until finally found a river that reminded him first when he failed to make love because he had to help a horse guriang.

Now he wants to pour it out. Slowly and gently Adijaya stripped all of her clothes so that she saw a small, but beautiful body. Most beautiful according to his heart.

Adijaya noticed the details of each curve while fumbling slowly. He deliberately linger so that Asmarini is provoked. And indeed the little one enjoyed every touch that had not been this gentle before.

Asmarini began to groan little when it was no longer the hand that swept over his entire body, but the tongue and lips of the husband. Especially when sucking the tiny fruit that is getting tight.

Next they are dissolved in the beauty and sensation that had been buried. Sensation in the water. Sometimes they dive to get a more beautiful sensation.

Sometimes also while leaning against a slightly tilted stone. The cold water of the river is not able to cool the warmth they create. It was as if it belonged to both of them.

Until finally their bodies were floating in the water while hugging. They were like sleeping on a couch. They really enjoy forgetting time. As soon as the sky starts to darken, then they go up.

After both of them were dressed well again. They walk as they embrace like a new kasmaran youth. Their faces were beaming, as if they were the happiest in the world.

Finally, it paid off...