Mertolulut: Swordsman Sakti Without a Tanding

Mertolulut: Swordsman Sakti Without a Tanding
Down river



Ronggo Bintoro took her slowly, after the rain completely stopped and the weather returned bright. Only the fog that was still rolling covered the area, making the atmosphere even more gripping. The dark and the sun seemed unable to penetrate the area. The mood is still dark. It is getting darker now with such natural conditions.


“Padalaah place was comfortable yes,“ said Putri as if reluctant to leave the place.


“This place is open, easy to see from everywhere. Can't make hide,“ explained Ronggo saw from various interests. Afraid that someone will see. Then arrest them. Otherwise, someone will report their whereabouts to the enemy. It becomes a fatal thing if stuck there continues. “Don't until the pretentious and snooping seekers reach this place. “


Princess according. He eventually left the area. “Yuk... who knows later can protection again.“.


With ogah both began to rise, about to leave the hut in the middle of the rice fields that made them stop to shelter and protected from the rain that soaked the body.


“Bring it up, “ said Uncle Ronggo Bintoro. In order for the princess to relax, there is no need to be strange in continuing the journey. So with a definite step they will reach other areas that are more hidden.


“That banana,“ point, so that later there will be food that is not confused looking again.


“Mentah also. Let's search again.”


They walked away leaving a wide field stretching to an end. Areas that are getting harder to get through. With narrow paddy field streets. It is also slippery due to the rain that has just stopped, leaving wet residue under them.


The river seemed to pierce the rice fields. Apparently the water that irrigates the rice fields is taken from this river. Which never dry. Especially in the rainy season, which actually overflows. During the drought they took through a fairly wide channel, and elongated as if splitting the rice fields. Then the water is allowed to inundate the rice fields, until the plants can grow without lack of water.


On the other side of the river there are mountains with thick trees. This area holds a lot of water. Through soil absorption and the roots of trees that store in a fairly long time. Until the turn of the season, throw it back into that river.


“Where are we now?“ ask Princess.


They went down that river. The water was full of rocks that were slipping around it. The cliffs are beautifully adorned the river and left right the rocks are towering but difficult to pass and slippery.


They slowly walked down the river, until somewhere the rocks uphill.


“I can't go up.“


Si Ronggo went up first and succeeded.


“Let's go up here I pull,“ said the Ronggo while extending his hand.


Princess according. His hand he stuck out. Ronggo pulls from the top of the rising rocks. Not how high, but slippery and hard footing. Sometimes the land collapses. Make a slump back. But the strong pull of the Ronggo is able to pull the hands of the Princess and her body raised to reach the place she was aiming.


A moment Princess rest. Regulate breath. And let the tired moment disappear.


Then they continued their journey. Up the river.


When they got above they were happy. In addition to reaching the place. Also the view is so beautiful.


“Good... “ said the two stared at a vast expanse of land full of vast stones with rock walls that were like natural paintings.