Flying Umbrella Swordsman

Back to the Gajah Depa Hill

At night according to Adijaya's request, the trip will be by air. A ghost train. The distance that should be reached up to fourteen days turns out to be completed overnight.

During air travel, Asmarini takes more breaks. So quite surprised when he woke up, he saw a large wooden house that was not foreign to him.

This beauty got out of the carriage, looked around and breathed in the refreshing air of the hill. His face is so cheerful. Remembering the times hiding in this house.

Asmarini was forced to flee because he did not want to be betrothed by his father who was still a coach in Wanagiri. A pretty far escape. However, he was always accompanied by his teacher even though not every day.

This is what he regretted, he did not know at all the death of the teacher with his twin brother on the hill Bedul. Because when he was kidnapped Jerangkong Koneng and under the influence of gendam.

On this hill and in this house she first met Adijaya who eventually became her husband after passing through various heavy obstacles.

Moments later this couple cleaned and cleaned this long-abandoned house until it looked nice and neat.

After that Adijaya made an 'istal' (horse cage) behind the house. Not without reason Adijaya made a cage for the animal. He asked a pair of guriang horses to get out of the corpse of an ordinary horse.

"Uncle and Aunt do not need to dwell on the horse's body anymore" Adijaya pinta.

After being put into the stables, a pair of horses returned to their original color. A sign of a pair of guriang possessing him has come out.

"Then what do we do, Juragan?"

"Relieve like a human being!"

"Oh, so!"

The tring!

Now a pair of guriang horses turned into a pair of grandparents.

"We're going to stay here for a long time, maybe we'll stay here forever,"

"Good, Juragan. We will continue to serve Gusti Putri, especially now that we are pregnant,"

"We'll have a grandchild, Aki!"

"Yes, Nini, hehehe....!"

Subsequently Adijaya made a remodel on his house. He made the horse carriage seem to merge with the house. With the front room adjoining the front room.

Of course the train wheels were not removed, still attached. So that looks strange because the front wall of the house has wheels. The back door of the train became the side window of the room.

Deliberately made like this in order to be practical even more so in this car there is another dimensional space.

While the husband worked, Asmarini cooked in the kitchen with the tools provided by Padmasari and food ingredients obtained around the hill. The work is done and the meal is ready.

After eating came the time Adijaya wanted to express something that he thought was important so that life in the future became calm.

"Dinda, considering I still have enemies eyeing my life maybe even the lives of both of us. Then I'll sort this out. Until no other person or creature interferes with our lives,"

"The back is going?" Asmarini's face was flat.

"It's only my tribe that's going to leave." Adijaya cupped his palms on his wife's cheeks.

"I can only pray." Asmarini.

"Dinda take it easy, here is her friend. I've also made magical protectors around this hill for safety,"

"Is Kakang's enemy heavier this time?"

"The back wants to prevent the awakening of the Ganggasara?"

Adijaya nodded with a blink of an eye. His palm was still holding his wife's tiny and tender cheeks. This face remained petite and beautiful like a young girl. Soon to be a mother.

"If you feel unsafe, go into another dimensional room. It's safe there."

The husband drew his lips closer. Smear the thin lips of Asmarini slowly and full of tenderness. This woman enjoyed the gentle touch that made her soul drift.

Asmarini looked up with his eyes closed and bit his lower lip when a warm touch now explored the neck, shoulders to the chest that somehow had been without protection again.

Adijaya now sucks tiny shoots that begin to brown and the hill is hardened, but still chewy. The finger of his left hand plays the twin shoots next to it.

The sound of a stifled moan was heard from Asmarini whose position was now stretched without a thread because Adijaya's hands were so skillful and deft.

Asmarini's hand reflexes catch when a hard object feels poked at the bottom. Then guide the object that pulsates fast and feels hot to smoothly enter the sensitive part.

"Awh!"

Scream Asmarini as her husband pushes his cane deep to the bottom. Although it has been repeatedly, but still like the first time to feel it.

This malevolent weapon felt enlarged and filled the tiny hole until it felt expanded. If it were the mouth, it might be a matter of breathing.

Next Adijaya began to spur themselves to complete the task to reach the top. His two hands slipped behind his back. What a soft skin.

It never ends to taste the pleasure of this tiny body. Every whole body fused together, this hot but gentle touch always evokes the spirit rah.

While Asmarini adjust the rhythm of the beat of the husband who relaxed. Every time there was a stinging friction, his groan came out stifled.

The husband was always able to make her drift away. It is indescribable how this beautiful taste satisfies his inner self. Happiness is drawn from his face which is now filled with sweat.

Not only on the face, the entire body has been bathed in sweat mixed with Adijaya's sweat. The combination of the second breath is increasingly hunting.

Asmarini held tightly to her husband's back despite being slippery because of the sweat. Body convulsed. Something seemed to be flowing quickly at the bottom. Like a mountain's lava.

"Kakaang...!" asmarini.

Along with Adijaya also who languish closely and finish the last blow to the inside. His body also twitched. Then he put his face on his wife's neck.

Both of them groaned for a moment. Feel the flow of hot lava that gushed strongly from its respective source. Then both were suffocated with breath as if running fast.

There was no other beauty other than what they felt now. Although it has often done so, but never bored or bored.

Now they are asleep in a state of blending bathed in sweat to wet the tapestry that has always been a witness to their happiness.

***

Adijaya chose one of the rooms in another dimension to store his rough body. He will make a living using Sukma Ngaraga.

"Dinda be good here, take care and take care of your little one in your stomach" Adijaya said.

"May Kakang always be given safety,"

Then Adijaya started sitting cross-legged. Closing a pair of eyes. Mind-centering. Close his lips, for he uttered his incantation in his heart.

Some of the next shock his body now looked stiff like a statue. Movement up and down the shoulder sign of breathing was not visible. Then a shadow resembling Adijaya came out from inside the rough body.

That is the success of Adijaya.