Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior

Good friend

“Look, Dawul! How many medicinal plants we get. Your uncle will be very happy.” said Jaka enthusiastically.

“Iya, Jaka.. surely my Uncle will be very happy and thank you very much to us,” reply Dawul with no less happy.

The two immediately plucked every medicinal plant they were looking for. Until the threat approaches, unfortunately there is not the slightest alertness between the two. However, Dawul felt a bad feeling approaching their place.

Sure enough, a snake with a size large enough to come quickly towards them. Dawul who knew about it immediately pushed Jaka hard.

“Jaka, beware! There's a big snake coming towards us.”

Jaka who fell due to Dawul's push immediately got up. He immediately grabbed a knife lying where he took the medicinal plant.

“Dawul, be careful! Are you hurt?” Jaka immediately hunts down towards Dawul who also fell because he pushed Jaka.

“I'm fine too. Ahh, the snake is coming! Quickly grab your knife! Let's save ourselves.”

Without much said Dawul immediately grabbed the nearby blade. The snake came back towards them.

“Be careful, Jaka,” said Dawul reminded. Both are on alert. The arrival of the snake was so fast. They try to avoid it quickly.

Ahhhh! Dawul shouted out loud. The snake shook its tail and hit Dawul's leg, losing its balance. He fell off the hill. Dawuls!! Jaka shouted loudly. His voice was louder than Dawul's. He wanted to help Dawul, but his steps stopped. The big snake now led to where it stood. “I should be able to kill this snake first, just make sure Dawul state. Currently prioritize your safety first,” inward Jaka. He immediately prepared, his attack should be able to be faster than the snake's attack. He put the horses waiting for the right time and position. When the snake came quickly he immediately dodged and attacked the snake in a row. The snake finally lost in his hand. Snake blood flowed through his knife. Some of it was about his clothes and hands. He doesn't care about it. His mind was only focused on one thing. Ensuring Dawul's condition.

Jaka immediately went down the hill looking for Dawul's whereabouts. Dawuls.. Dawuls.. Can you hear me? Jaka calls his friend out loud hoping to know of his whereabouts. Jaka continued to search while calling his good friend. Jaka searched under the hill as a whole. But there is no result in the slightest. After circling around for quite a while he felt exhausted and was about to rest for a while under a tree. Not yet sat down, from a distance Jaka saw a pair of legs in the bushes. It must be Dawul! thought. He immediately ran towards the pair of legs it was in. After arriving suddenly his body went limp for a moment. He was unable to say anything, as if his tongue was muddled and his mouth suddenly locked tightly. He looked at Dawul, and found him in an unsuspecting state. Both of his eyes clearly saw Dawul's state, but he did not want to believe what his eyes saw.

Dawullmom! Jaka looked at his friend with great sadness. A wooden twig stuck in Dawul's body, right around his heart. Jaka was only able to cry while calling out to the wounded Dawul in front of him, sat down, then crawled slowly closer to Dawul. In that cry he tried to grab Dawul's hand, the only friend he had.