Ganjen Swordsman
The Journey of Pendekar Ganjen
Yuda Lelana silently thought. Apparently Pandu Puber heard the conversation, and immediately approached the father, then said.
“Dad, I ask permission to release Yu Mirah Duri!”
“Husy! You are nothing, just meddling in the affairs of parents!” hardik.
“Soalah I know Yu Mirah Duri, Mother. I'm also familiar with Ki Parut Blister's.”
“Panut Palipuh!” Kala Babak.
“Yes. But I'd rather call him Grated Blister, Cake!”
“Whatever!” Kala Babak did not want to argue with his grandson.
“Dad, I asked permission just this once to help Yu Mirah Duri.”
“On what basis did you help?”
“Yu Mirah Thorn is innocent, Dad. He was instead chased by a person called Robbed Bones.”
“Hey, you know the name of the horde of Robbed Bones all, son?” sahut Kala Babak was a little surprised.
“Yu Mirah Duri who told me about people Robbing Bones, Cake.” Then, the boy urged his father again,
“Allow me to the duchy huh, Dad?”
The father silently thought. But the boy whispered a little loudly, heard by his mother who was behind him.
“Dad, Yu Mirah Duri is beautiful...”.
“Well, well, well.... start wanjen you huh? Still kids are thinking about a girl's beauty! The son of Yuda ganjen!”
“But same Mother is still beautiful Ibuuu...!” He said shift the presumption.
The father laughed without a sound. The grandfather also laughed with his mouth smothered. His mother was just grumbling but not getting angry.
“Guide,” says Yuda Lelana.
“You're still a kid. It is not proper to appear to be the defender of truth. Although you have drip science from Dad, but your nature has not made it possible to do your ideals.”
“Can young children not defend the truth?” he said very grin.
The father was silent for a moment, looking at his father-in-law.
The in-laws just shrugged their shoulders. That is, do not forbid the wishes of the boy, nor do you tell the boy to do his wishes. All were handed over to the father.
“Guide, basically indeed the truth must be defended. Defending truth needs to be instilled from a young age. But. Just ask your mother for permission. I don't want to blame Mom.”
Pandu Puber immediately approached his mother, but not yet the mother had said,
“No! You cannot go to the duchy!”
“Mother, I want to be Mom's proud son. If I could free Yu Mirah Duri, surely people would ask: ‘who's son, how smart is that?’. And I will answer: ‘aku son Mother. My mother's name is Murti Kumala. She's beautiful and wise. No other woman can beat my mother's beauty. Cooking would be good. My mother was a diligent man. Wake up in the morning and brush your teeth. If angrypun still looks beautiful’. Well, if it is so that what can be a fragrant name is Mother herself...”.
“Hey, you're still a kid!” firmly Mother.
“Small is smart to seduce! You god angen child you!”
“Yaaah...once this is it, Mom,” refer to Pandu Puber.
“No! Once Mom said no, yes no! Point!”
The boy who was looked at by his father and grandfather immediately reported to the father,
“Daddy....it's the tuh point!”
“Ya. It was your mother's decision!”
Pandu Puber was finally moody. No more joy on his face. Mother seemed to not care.
Even at dinner together, the boy seemed to be unappetised. He was joking with his grandfather and kept quiet.
The grandfather spoke to Murti Kumala and Yuda Lelana in secret.
“Your son is full of courage. If not nurtured, his courage will disappear and he will become a sissy or a coward!”
“His courage doesn't have to grow from now on!” murti Kumala.
“The child still needs guidance so that he can make good use of his courage, not to be wild and ferocious!”
The swordsman's blood disturbs Pandu's soul. The constant shaking made it difficult to sleep. The shadow of Ki Panut Palipuh and Mirah Duri's face sprung up in his memory. The coach can complain too,
“Their love...”.
Through midnight, the inner upheaval of the boy was amazingly great. He could no longer bear his desire. Carefully go out the window.
The dark night outside the house is unheeded. The cold air that shivers the body is unthinkable. Pandu Puber finally fled from the house to kedipaten.
His determination was only one, freeing Mirah Duri from the captivity of the Duke of Sihombreng. How-to?
He himself does not know. The important thing is that he should immediately go to the duchy and see the atmosphere there.
“Mother must be mad at me. But let me get beat up by Mom, but I won't die. If I sing Mother's anger subsides again,” thought the wayward boy.
“From on I am free from Mother's chastisement but Yu Mirah Duri wretched at the hands of the bad guys, I better get beat up by Mom but Yu Mirah Duri survived. Once he's safe, whatever I want to say I don't care anymore. But..dare to wait suddenly, Yu Mirah is very beautiful. The vow! Indeed when compared to Mother is still beautiful Mother. But I'd rather look at Yu Mirah's face because she's not my mother. To be seen as free. Hi, hi, hi, hi….! If I can free Yu Mirah, I'd like to ask for a gift on the same sun as her, ah!”
Nawat tuh kid. Little-little thoughts were already in the direction of sun-sunan. Smart is smart, but when it comes to thinking about beauty and sun-sunan it's name is too smart.
Perhaps that is the nature as a boy who later became a swordsman; Pendekar Ganjen.
Even from childhood, he was used to seducing his mother to ask for this. Means he's got shrewdness seducing women too. For girls like need to be careful also when dealing with Pendekar Ganjen.
