Flying Umbrella Swordsman

From Revenge to Love

A skinny grandpa dressed as a sissy. His hair was still black, revealing his long neck. A mustache and a thin beard adorned his tyrannical face.

"Ki Reksa, aki-aki m*sum you're finally out too!" adijaya's exclaim shocked Nyi Warsih and his followers.

Nyi Warsih was about to crash because her teacher was insulted, but Adijaya's hand gesture made her stop.

"Snake boy! Sassy siak!" the grandfather immediately cursed, his two eyeballs like they were about to jump from their sockets.

"Why? Shame, yes. Know your pervert!" reply Adijaya.

"What do you mean?" Ki Reksa was getting angry and angry. His hands clenched in anger.

"Is it Nyai, why did he tell you to gather followers?" ask Adijaya to Nyi Warsih.

"How did you know?" surprised by Nyi Warsih.

"First, when I set foot in the courtyard of this house. I smell a pervert scent. Apparently the aki-aki was crowning one of Nyai's followers,"

There was a growling sound from Ki Reksa. Body vibrates.

"Even all of His men have been vilified. Only they can't resist because they're under the influence of sirens!"

Ten Nyi Warsih men showed a sour face.

"What did he do it for? He's 'living' black magic!"

Ki Reksa growled. Breath hunting. Both eyes narrowed. Jaw's bulging.

"Son, you've dared to be presumptuous of me. Give your life!"

One of Ki Reksa's hands jerked, a secret weapon shot towards Adijaya.

The tring!

The open umbrella was already protecting the young man. Everybody gasp. Including Darma Koswara for the first time seeing the umbrella owned by Adijaya.

"Flying Umbrella Swordsman, apparently you!" exclamation Ki Reksa.

Adijaya smiled, her umbrella had disappeared again.

"I heard you beat Ki Rampal. Don't expect to get out of my hands!"

Ki Reksa raised his two hands. Gather all his strength. No half-hearted he issued knowledge that is being deepened by how to raise women as said Adijaya earlier. The Science of 'Dance Demon'.

Bad air spreads all over the place. Besides Ki Reksa and Adijaya were forced to retreat away from them.

Adijaya remained calm with a flat face. While Ki Reksa's body seemed to emit black smoke. His pair of eyes were emitting a red light. His hands and feet moved like he was dancing.

Nyi Warsih had just seen his teacher bring out this kind of knowledge. Is it true to master this science in an indecent way? Why is it only done to his men?

Ki Reksa started to unleash his attacks with that dancing-like movement. The magic Eve that accompanies it feels sidetracked.

"That's weird again," murmured Adijaya.

If ordinary people then the bad air that emanates from Ki Reksa will affect the mind and the movement slows down. But the magic air that emanates from Adijaya's body is able to compensate. So this young man was not affected at all. He waited for the attack to come.

Wush!

In a few moments, Adijaya was able to create an evasive movement. The movements of the opponent did look as slow as dancing, but he was sure that if one was hit by a blow, it would be a danger.

Science is very dangerous. Not only can it hurt the body, but it also makes the mind chaotic. Fortunately Adijaya did not. The efficacy of purple moss is very high.

According to Adijaya in his mind, facing Ki Reksa is not defeated by creating a style or science of breakers. But it must destroy. However, not killing him.

Thenwhat?

Adijaya gathers energy and then makes rapid movements almost invisible. His fists hit several important places in the body of Ki Reksa who was unable to dodge anymore because he was surprised to see it.

Dess! The desss! The desss!

"Well..!"

"Why this?" his voice trembled while looking at his two palms.

"Your science is gone!" adijaya.

"What!" ki Reksa's face was pinched.

How does it feel to lose something that is worth more than his life? That's how Ki Reksa feels.

Suddenly, ten men Nyi Warsih scatter, beat and kick Ki Reksa even some who release the study Tapak Wisa. Neither Adijaya, Darma Koswara or Nyi Warsih could prevent them anymore. Until finally Ki Reksa died horribly.

Maybe these ten followers of Nyi Warsih vent revenge and frustration because it has been a slave to lust Ki Reksa. At the time of stuttering they can not fight because of the influence of sirens.

***

In the garden where Ki Bayan's body was found, Adijaya explained to Darma Koswara and Nyi Warsih. This was at the request of Nyi Warsih because he felt vilified over the event. This is also on the will of Adijaya himself to investigate this mystery.

"Look, there are a lot of horse footprints. Looks like this horse is running amok or just walking here. And Ki Bayan was found dead here," pointed Adijaya to the ground where there were traces of human bodies lying.

"The words" continued Adijaya. "Ki Bayan was exposed to the Wisa Tread from a scar on his neck in the form of a horseshoe. But after I checked, it was just a horse-footed stamp,"

"How do I know?" ask Darma Koswara.

"It!" Adijaya undressed the top. Showing the chest affected by Wisa Tread study.

"So for this you are willing to be exposed to the study of my Wisdom Site?" ask Nyi Warsih.

Adijaya nodded and smiled. Darma Koswara gawking.

"Are you a human or a god?" said the man.

"Look, it is indeed a wound due to the study of Wisa Tread like a horseshoe, but around it the skin looks charred, purple pseudo-black. While in Ki Bayan's neck there is no scabbard skin,"

Then Adijaya stepped towards a small hut. Nyi Warsih and Darma Koswara follow.

"What's that place?" ask Nyi Warsih.

"His horse is in that hut,"

Nyi Warsih still shows question marks while Darma Koswara looks flushed.

"Ki Bayan was not killed by chance, but by accident, stepped on by the foot of a horse, and his horse was riding,"

"Who's the rider?"

Adijaya glanced at Darma Koswara.

"You!"

Darma Koswara immediately knelt down and cried. "I am willing to be punished!"

"No, wake up, boss!" Adijaya lifted Darma Koswara's shoulder to his feet again but his face lowered.

"I understand the feeling of the boss, slandering Nyi Warsih for wanting to end hostilities. The photographer also chose Ki Bayan because he was old and a kara. But all this is over and there's no need to regret it anymore,"

Nyi Warsih understood with Adijaya's explanation. This woman embraced her future husband.

"Here you go, I'll forget this and assume it never happened."

Seven days later. Darma Koswara and Nyi Warsih are married. Events that make a scene throughout the village even to neighboring villages. Two hostile people end up in the.

The party is festive. All the villagers were invited. Everyone was also happy to welcome. Because then there is no more commotion that occurs due to the hostility of the two people.

The happier one is of course Adijaya. This is an accomplishment that was never expected. Uniting two people who have long been vengeful for each other.

"Love, wait for our turn!"

#Remarks: the death of Ki Bayan and the disappearance of Darma Koswara's horse were inspired by the Sherlock Holmes story.