
Braaac...
"Please forgive me sir, " said an old trader in the Andong Kuning market.
"Aren't you aware that you haven't paid security taxes to us twice, what are you willing to reason for ? " snaps gendon, the black-faced black-faced member of the market thugs who were there.
"Although sir, since this morning my trading has not been sold, many of my fruit merchandise began to rot because from yesterday there has been no practice, let alone to give master, many of my fruit trading began to rot because from yesterday, for tomorrow's middleman I don't know whether or not, "the merchant replied fearfully.
"Don't be a lot of excuses, here pay your taxes!, otherwise I'll beat you up, I kick you out of this market, you useless merchant-base" gendon's hick again.
Pair of eyes saw the incident with pity, not that they did not want to help the fruit trader, but their fate was not better compared to the fate of the fruit trader, but their fate was not better compared with the fate of the fruit trader, they are equally subjected to the same treatment from gendon and his friends.
Gendon impatiently swung his legs intending to kick the fruit merchant who was curled up in front of him.
Duukhhh aaakh,,, the,,,
Shortly before Gendon's foot hit the merchant, a small pebble struck Gendon's ankle, making the foot turn direction not about the fruit merchant and making Gendon in pain while prancing away.
" Nonsense, who would dare to support us ? " shouted one of Gendon's friends.
" Heyo who dares to be like the same group of bajul sengoro, otherwise this person will die" he shouted again while brandishing his machete and attached to the neck of the merchant.
"No need to shout so, I do not budeg, "answered an all-white-clothed grandfather who suddenly appeared behind a group of bajul sengoro thugs.
Hearing that in unison the four friends of Gendong looked back, they were so shocked to see that there was a grandfather who dared to challenge them.
"Hi grandfather, you better love your life, go home to play with your grandchildren while waiting for your death at home!, no need you speed up your death here" said one of the group Bajul Sengoro scared the grandfather.
"He he he, you think I'm a kid, who if you snap and go home scared, huh? listen well well, I'm eyed Bagaskara will skin you, "repeat the gritty figure of the grandfather who turned out to be Bagaskara's eye.
Hearing that the guts of the bajul sengoro thugs began to shrink, it had been a long time they heard the big name Bagaskara eyang, but only this time they had met him.
But do not want to be embarrassed in front of the traders in the market they began to vent, he said,
"Not much old-fashioned bullshit, attack! " shouted Gendon who was still holding back the pain, giving orders to his friend.
The four forwards attacked Bagaskara's eyes, with a machete in their hands gnawing at Bagaskara's eyes.
With a calm eye Bagaskara served the attack, the prowling of the machete alternately came, but no one could hit the skin of Bagaskara's eyes.
Seeing the attacks of his friends did not produce results, Gendon also attacked, but it did not mean anything to Bagaskara's eyes.
Getting tired of playing games, finally Bagaskara eyes began to retaliate against the attack.
Plaakh plaakh plaakh plaakh....
Once the five men slammed into Bagaskara's eye slap, the five of them sprawled without being able to get up again because of the pinsan, lucky for them, the slap was not in tandem with deep energy, otherwise, they broke their heads.
After the five people were sprawled, Bagaskara's eyes approached the merchant.
"Thank you very much, you saved my life,"
"No need to hesitate, we should help each other, accept this, a little money kepeng for the needs of your trading capital, buy a good and fresh fruit and vegetable merchandise, so that your trade is selling" said Bagaskara while giving a bag of kepeng money to the merchant.
Actually the merchant was embarrassed to accept the Bagaskara eye, but because of the insistence of Bagaskara's eye he finally accepted the gift.
* * *
Kreseeks.. Kreeseek....
The trained Cakra ear catches the sound that leads to it, the sound of a heavy step hitting the twig scattered around it.
The sound that is getting closer makes the chakras more alert.
The sound of a leaping tiger was about to pounce on Cakra who was lying under a tree.
With a swift Cakra immediately twisted to the side, until he escaped from the tiger, immediately he stood up and prepared his horse.
The tiger as big as the calf that Cakra was facing at the moment began to be alert, immediately he circled the body of Cakra, Cakra who knew the tiger was preparing his attack again, he increased his sensitivity.
Whuuuam, that is,,
The tiger pounced, swiftly Calto Cakra backwards dodging the tiger's claw, as he attempted to retaliate by kicking his foot into the belly of the tiger's lower side.
Buukh. . .
The kick hit the tiger, until the tiger bounced upside down, this made the tiger more wrathful, although the kick did not feel on his body, but he could not pounce on his opponent.
Until finally there was an exciting fight between the human child and the forest animals, several times the blows and slaps of the chakra hit the tiger's body, but all of that seemed to have no effect, as it was,
the tiger kept moving with nimble and violent.
" If it continues like this, I will definitely run out of energy and can run out of tiger" muttered Cakra
"I have to make sense so I don't die in this tiger's den"
Finally Cakra also got a way, he immediately applied the lightning steps tread the wind, the body lightening technique taught by Eyang Bagaskara.
Even though Cakra's body snapped up into the tree, the tiger did not want to lose its prey, he tried to chase after Cakra, lightly jumping from one tree to another to avoid chasing the tiger.
Until at one time Cakra saw a gap, immediately he set his foot on the tree trunk and added to its ejection power, he slid quickly towards the tiger while issuing a style of garuda claws splitting the storm.
Just then the tiger raised its front legs to welcome Cakra's body, knowing it was Kinkling chakra and Craaaash. . . .
Fresh blood flowed profusely from the tiger's neck, for a moment the tiger groaned in pain a moment after that he did not move because it was lifeless.
Seeing that, Cakra immediately took out a small dagger from behind his shirt, he skinned the tiger and brought it home to the cottage.
* * *
When Bagaskara's eyes reached the cottage, he was surprised to find a large tiger skin stretched with wood in the yard to dry quickly.
He immediately walked into the cabin looking for the only student he was worried about.
In front of him not finding his disciple, he searched in the kitchen of the cottage, his heart was greatly relieved to find Cakra there cooking water and burning taro in the fireplace.
"Cakra, are you okay ?" sergeant eyang Bagaskara.
" As you can see, there is nothing lacking" Cakra replied with a chuckle.
"Thank God, then, I'm afraid you're hurt"
"Why is there tiger skin on the outside" he asked.
While grinning Cakra told about his fight with the tiger in the forest to the north.
Eyang Bagaskara shook his head to hear the story of his disciple, he was grateful that his disciple could kill the tiger.
"I deliberately brought the tiger skin as a gift for the teacher, for the teacher's seat and sleep to make the teacher feel more comfortable" said Cakra.
"Thank you Cakra, you're very devoted, but next time you can't be like that, it's very dangerous if it happens again, "saut eyang Bagaskara.
Cakra also promised not to repeat again, immediately he invited a drink to Bagaskara's eyes who had just returned from the village of Andong Kuning, he said, then prepare a roasted taro that has been cooked put on the teak leaves to be eaten by the eye of Bagaskara teacher.