Ganjen Swordsman

Visit of King Jin's Grandfather

The tattooed boy got beat up by his mother. His ass was hit many times.

Plaque, plaques, plaques, plaques…..!

Still less satisfied the mother took the sandals,

Plok!

“Ampun, Mother! Pardon....!”

“Cap don't you, huh? No kapok?! If playing does not remember the time, do not remember going home!”

Plook…!

“Ampun, Mom. I'm kapok, Mom!”

Plaac…!

“Main where have you been, huh? Two weeks back home?! What the hell is this kid of yours?! Very stubborn? How many times do I have to beat you up so that you play remember to go home?!”

The mother's hand grabbed the ear and twisted it.

A squeak!

The boy grimaced in pain on his tiptoes.

“To where have you been, huh? Where to?!”

“Ber...ber...wander, Bu!”.

Plaac….!

His back was pierced by his mother.

“You so what are you, huh? Small ones have been pretending to wander?! What do you want to be, huh?!”

“Ja...so.... so swordsman, Mom!”.

Plaac…!

Backs are being ripped again.

“The rider is not recalcitrant! The warrior complies with the advice of the parents! Forgive me not! Forgive me?!”

“Ampun, Mom! Forgive me!” the boy said with fear.

The ears are also removed. The boy lowered his head with a frown. Respect and fear for the mother remain. He did not argue when the mother nagged long.

The father, Yuda Lelana, appeared from the front of the side house. Hand thrown. Appear calm and calm even though his hair is white flat gray because it is consumed by the fast aging process.

At that moment the mother nagged from the well, the child was at the side door.

“His wayward son is like his father! If you play, don't remember going home! When it comes to exchanging chickens how are you, huh? If there's anything who's lost? Mother raised you not to be a wayward child, but so that you could be an obedient child to parents! Son of God, if you creep forget to go home!”

And another line of nagging that is difficult for others to understand.

The father approached Pandu and smiled, shaking his head. The boy glanced at his father, pouting. The father was amused, laughing without a sound.

“Mean it, next time if you go to play do not get a week new home. If you can just come home a year!”

“Uuh…! Dad!” the boy grumbled.

“Nothing. Being hit by Mom just think of it as immune training! Well, now make your mother's heart quench her anger!”

“Fear, ah!”

“Your mother likes to hear you sing. Let's sing, let your mother be comforted and not angry anymore.”

Pandu Puber finally went to the well, he went up on a stone flushing the laundry. There he sings in a loud voice and waddles. The song is similar to the song “I Anak Sehat”.

I'm a god's son, my body is fresh.

Because my mother beat me up.

When I got home, Mom moved.

Without a full stomach, but full of love.

The shape of my body is always looked at, remembering the time in the east.

If I don't go home, Mom's hand floats.

Seven times on the cheek, five times on the butt….

The mother smiled. Rise up and approach Pandu. The boy wanted to repeat the song.

“I'm a child of gods, my body...”.

“Enough!” snapped at the mother.

The voice broke instantly. The cheerful face receded from fear. The sound of giggling laughter rang out behind Murti Kumala. It turned out that the father who was amused to see the change in Pandu's face in an instant, only one time heard the mother's clash, the face immediately turned like cauliflower.

“Listen, Pandu….! If you're still stubborn again, I'm gonna mess up your ears until you break up! Know?!”

“Ngerti, Bu...” Answer Pandu slowly.

Wuucss…!

At that instant the wind blew strangely. Yuda Lelana and Murti Kumala immediately responded with that strange gust of wind. The aroma of the hot spices mixed with the smell of frankincense.

The two of them immediately rushed to the front of his stone house. It turned out that their guess was right, there were guests coming. The guest is no stranger to them. His body was tall, large, black, haunted-faced, yet quite familiar and close to them.

The mother immediately exclaimed,

“Panduu…! Come here, your grandfather is coming!”

Pandu Puber was excited and ran forward while exclaiming,

“Kakeeekk...!”

“Hoi, ho, ho, ho, ho.!” King Kala Babak, the king of the jinn who became the father of Murti Kumala, laughed heartily to welcome the run of the grandson.

Wuuutt's…!

Directly block on the big chest of the king of jinn.

Plook…!

“Hoh, hoh, hoh, hoh... are you my darling grandson, huh?”

“Mother's Lead, Cake!”

“Good. Your mother was very affectionate in educating you. Grandpa used to hold your mother when your mother was your age!”

“But, Cake…. Why do you wear a mask. Uninstall dong!”

“Ho, ho, ho, ho….! This isn't a mask, Cu. This is the real grandfather's face. This is the face of the sonna. No wonder again!”

“Amit-amit…..? Is there anything worse, Cake?”

“Hoh, hoh, hoh, hoh... good thing you're my grandson, if not I twist your head!”

The king of the jinn though his face is bad and scary, but very dear to his grandson.

Pandu Puber is like a baby that is very proud of the King Kala Bopak. Sometimes the boy was helped, taken to the Demon Island and invited to play there.

The attitude of King Kala Babak who used to be fed up with Yuda Lelana for feeling defeated, is now good after Murti Kumala gave birth to the baby boy. For some reason until the baby was now eight years old, Murti Kumala was not pregnant anymore.

Perhaps the ration is only blessed with one child. What is clear, Pandu Puber became a baby for Father, Mother, and grandfather.

The grandfather often visited the top of Mount Ismaya just a kangen to his grandson. Sometimes if he comes by one or two moves that are immediately taught to the boy.

“Originally come by-by the moves! Occasionally the cake comes with souvenirs of oranges, or rambutans, mangoes or something else. Don't scribe…. Keep going! What do you want to make of my son, Dad?” murti Kumala.

“Gruk or other food, in an instant can run out. But science, to enter the grave will not be lost! A good supply for children is science,” said Kala Babak who voiced echoes.

“Your will not be eaten by termites. The older the better. And I want this kid to be a great kid!”

“Ah, it will fight only! Dizziness I take care of a child who likes to fight!”

“Berantem for the sake of defending the truth is okay,” said Yuda Lelana, is supportive of the idea of her in-laws.

“You yourself often teach “Tembang Keramat” style does not have a purpose for fighting?”

“Lho, it's just for self-defense!” the Murti Kumala Debate.

Jurus “Tembang Keramat” is often taught by Murti Kumala to Pandu. The move was acquired from his mother, who was also a female swordsman but had died when Murti Kumala was seventeen.

Jurus “Tembang Keramat” was developed by Kala Babak so that it becomes many types. Murti Kumala is proud to have such a brave son as Pandu Puber. But he did not want Pandu Puber to be drifting with his prowess and underestimate parents.

Therefore, Murti Kumala always acts as if he does not like Pandu Puber to be naughty and silly. Though Murti Kumala never worried if his son went anywhere, because he knew all the science of her husband who was originally a god that had entered into the body of his son.

But the attitude of educating mothers is still applied by Murti Kumala, so that the child does not become a child of wrong care. That is why, even though Pandu Puber has his own strength in his body, but he is still afraid and respectful to parents.

The boy loved his father and mother very much. Actually, he could have fought his mother's blow when he was beaten like that. But he did not want to, and the boy could feel that he was indeed worth beating, worthy of scolding and did not need to retaliate with any movement.

Although the science of Yuda Lelana minis to Pandu Puber, the style “Tembang Keramat” taught by Murti Kumala to his son, other deadly moves are often given Kala Bopak as souvenirs for the grandson, he said, but the three of them felt not as Pandu Puber's teachers. Even the father once said,

“Keelak, if you are an adult, find a teacher who can teach you how to live life and life in this world. A teacher you need to have, because he's the one where you're going to ask this. Therefore you must find a truly all-knowing teacher, whose knowledge is higher than yours.”

“Why isn't Dad the only place I ask?”

“Dad will return to heaven with your mother when the time has come. But you'll catch up with us later in heaven if you can meet the conditions!”

The boy's innocent mind was finally thrown to the grandfather when the grandfather came that day.

“Grandfather, is it true that Father and Mother will go to heaven?”

“True. Because your father was actually a god named Batara Kama. Your father was kicked out of heaven for making a mistake. My grandfather did not know that my father was a god. Grandpa thinks kale salesmen! Uh, so fight with grandpa, it turns out grandpa lost. Whalesan grandpa lost, wong he's a god kok fight!”

“Hi, hi, hi..!” the boy laughed proudly.

“But the grandfather of king jin? Masa’ lost to the gods anyway?”

“King jin if the king of jinn is lost to the gods. But ever since your father married your mother, grandfather doesn't want to be a perverted genie anymore. Grandpa is afraid of getting beat up by your father.”

“Kek, if Daddy and Mom go up to heaven, then who am I?”

“Do not be afraid. Grandpa will accompany you at any time. Grandfather will turn himself into an heirloom named

“The Demon” Sword and its place are inside your body. You can use your grandfather's powers if you're in urgent danger.”

“So now grandfather is here because he wants to turn into a sword?”

“Hoh, hoh, hoh, hoh….! Not now, Cu. That's when you're an adult. Now Grandpa has business with your father. You play with Mom first, huh? Watch out, don't be naughty with Mom. He's my son!”

That important matter was indeed immediately discussed to Yuda Lelana. But not far from them was Murti Kumala who was preparing lunch for them together.

Pandu Puber helped prepare lunch. Murti Kumala overhears her father's conversation with her husband.

“There are a few problems I want to ask you, Yuda Lelana.”

“What is it, In-law?”

“The problem is this,” said Kala Babak who remained standing because there was no seat that fit for his large body.

“My best friend is a human being, being hunted by the crowd. A duke named Adipati Sihombreng opened the competition, who could capture alive or behead Ki Panut Palipuh, he would be given a box of jewelry and some money.”

“On what basis does the Duke want to behead Ki Panut Palipuh?”

“Vengeance derivative. His father was killed by Panut Palipuh in a fight to defend the college. So, the problem is the intercollegiate problem. Not personal. But the problem was raised into a personal problem by the Duke of Sihombreng, so he did not feel satisfied and calm his life if he could not behead Panut Palipuh. The promised big prize makes the treasure-hungry magicians immediately appear to hunt Panut Palipuh. Then, he came to Demon Island and asked for my help. For the time being I'm just giving her asylum. I let him live on Devil Island. Anyone who enters the Demon Island on the pretext of beheading Panut Palipuh, I will still accuse of violating my territory. I can act.”

“That's good, Mr. In-law.”

“But Panut Palipuh asked for my help to kill the Duke! I was confused to give him a definite answer. What do you think I should do?”

“Do not attack the duchy, Mr. In-law!” juda Lelana said firmly.

“Fishing only so that the duchy or anyone comes to Devil Island. That way Mr. In-law can act anything against people who violate the boundaries of the territory of the Father-in-law. If you need to lure the Duke to come to Devil Island by himself. Mr. In-laws can be aware of him, if they do not want to be made aware of what can be done, whatever they want to be held depending on the will of Mr. In-law.”

“But the problem now is, Panut Palipuh disciple named Mirah Duri was taken prisoner by the duchy, used as a hostage to provoke the presence of Panut Palipuh. The girl will be released if Panut Palipuh surrenders. Basically Panut Palipuh willing to resign for the safety of his students. But I forbid, because I see the nature of Duke Sihombreng is cunning. Panut Palipuh can be captured and killed, but Mirah Duri is not necessarily immediately released. Can be used as moons by the duchy"