Marrying Princess Jin

#41

Day change day. The village in the middle of the forest that Adinullah established is increasing. His twenty followers had brought their families. Like a kingdom, Adinullah has fortified the village with high walls and high gate shaped statue that he worshiped. Not only that, like a kingdom that has guards, along the road to the village, the people of his choice took turns to guard, complete with spears in each hand. He even now has a special force that guards the security of the place. No one can leave the place other than those who get direct permission from Adinullah.

In addition, there are five people he chose by appointing Pak Satri as its chairman. These five men, including Dawam, Mujahideen, Muhsan, and Ramelan, had been given some powers. They were assigned to look for followers. Not infrequently they burn down villages that do not want to submit to them if they do not replace it with a tribute that they must submit every month. Even on Adinullah's orders, they brought the girls from the village to become the lustful satisfiers of Adinullah's special forces. Surely the beautiful girls were handed over to Adinullah.

There were already about a hundred houses already standing within the forest. Adinullah himself ordered his followers to build him a house behind a two-story banyan tree made entirely of selected wood that grew in the forest. Beside his house, there were several houses of people he had raised as his accomplices.

News of Adinullah's devotion spread to the farmers who occupied around the high bako forest area. Even people from the countryside to some important people began to come to visit Adinullah with various interests. Some are looking for sellers, mahabbahs and to smooth out departments. Contributions came in large numbers from officials and wealthy followers. With the money and wealth he had, he had transformed the village in the forest into a magnificent palace, which he named himself the palace of Ahlul Jannah.

Seeing his growing number of followers, Adinullah made several regulations that were devoted to the residents of the settlement of Ahlul Jannah. Among them, it is permissible even recommended to connect with the wife of fellow followers. Adinullah made the rule under the pretext of accelerating the multiplication of generations in that place. And especially the girls, Adinullah gave specializations. The girls, the children of his followers who are to be married, are obliged to enter his room first before honeymooning with their husbands. With many followers, Adinullah has proclaimed himself openly as a savior.

Four months have passed. Mr. Guru Alamsyah Hasbi, who only came once during the corn harvest, told Mr. Makripudin, Mr. Mas'ud, Johani and Bu Mukmin to empty the fields. They did not know what Master Alamsyah Hasbi meant to them to do. He also advised the farmers around the high bako hills, who remained loyal to him, so that for the next week, they could not be in their fields.

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Zabarjad hastened through a long, dark hallway. A bodyguard told him of a sudden meeting at King Kale Marge's palace.

Zabarjad stood up and stared at the room which was filled with royal magnates. It is not usually that the meeting room is full. There must be some big news or important matter that Kale Marge is going to talk about.

Zabarjad bowed his body and approached Kale Marge. He then gathered to pray under the feet of King Kale Marge. King Kale Marge raised his hand, allowing Zabarjad to take his seat. The atmosphere in the room was quiet.

King Kale Marge got up from his seat and momentarily stared one by one at the dignitaries of his kingdom.

King Kale Marge turned to his left side.

"Patih Kao Bireng, read them the letter that King Fathul Bar sent to them," King Kale Marge told the patih Kao Bireng. Patih Kao Bireng lowered his head then stood up. The lontar leaves that he grasped then called it. Hearing King Kale Marge mention King Fathul Bar by name, they looked at each other.

The King of Fathul Bar. The official ruler of the Kingdom of Bukit Bako high to...." Patih Kao Bireng stopped his words. He lowered his head. King Kale Marge is. He flailed the tip of his stick to the floor and rebuked Patih Kao Bireng, who stopped reading the letter.

"Why did you stop, Patih!" king Kale Marge.

"For a thousand mercies, my lord. There are words of King Fathul Bar that I do not dare to read," replied Patih Kao Bireng.

"From King Fathul Bar, the official ruler of the high bako kingdom to bebe_rontak la_lim Kale Marge ter_kuk...

"Bad! How dare he call me that. I'll cut your throat, Fathul Bar!" king Kale Marge shouted in anger. Instantly his body turned into a blazing flame. Everyone present was silent.

"Continue!"

"Prepare yourself and your army to embrace the spirit of jihad. Or if you and your followers want to be saved, I offer you a way of peace. Get out of my palace. I will forgive you and your followers for confessing the wrong actions you have committed.

I, King Fathul Bar. On the 15th, the sha'ban, will reclaim the kingdom of Bako Tinggi. The truth that I bring will destroy the evils that confront.

To Kale Marge and his followers. I gave time before that time came to leave peacefully from my kingdom. And bloodshed will be avoided.

The Ruler of Bukit Bako Tinggi. King Fathul Bar.

After reading the letter, patih Kao Bireng folded back the palm leaves in his hand. He calmed down and prostrated himself before returning to his seat. Everyone in the room was scared.

The body of King Kale Marge trembled violently holding back the anger. The end of the stick he was holding was pushed hard onto the floor.

"Bad! I wanted to cut off the dog's head and smash it with my spear. Aaagh....! Sigar Marong's! comehere!" king Kale Marge shouted while raising his staff. Suddenly a thick smoke billowed in the middle of the room. And just before long, a huge black bull-headed and winged figure appeared from behind the smoke. In his hand was a trident spear whose edges emitted a flame. King Kale Marge sat back on his throne and had the figure he called Sigar Marong come closer after prostrating at his feet.

"Sigar Marong!"

"I, My Lord,"

"I order you to track down the whereabouts of King Fathul Bar and his army. Until now I have not been informed of the exact whereabouts of King Fathul Bar. Go and don't come back until you find him,"

"Good, Milord. I beg you" said Sigar Marong. King Kale Marge nodded his head. After that, in the blink of an eye, Sigar Marong disappeared.