PRINCESS FROM ANOTHER WORLD

*"Adu Jotos With Thugs"

It is said that the hallway was built during the colonial period and used as a secret way for access in and out (kraton - kota) for the soldiers while doing guerrilla.

Did not feel the day began in the afternoon, we returned down the hallway to the entrance of the sari park where we first entered.

To the place where we parked the herdi's motorcycle.

And in the sari park there is a residence of a batik craftsman, his house is also at the same time his batik gallery, the name of the owner is Mr. Santoso.

We decided to go home and stopped by his gallery, we saw many batik artworks in the form of paintings, and, and we also saw the process of making batik in his workshop starting from sketching the design and then moving it on mori cloth, then batik with until the coloring process.

Faithful steps are done by different craftsmen according to their respective work parts.

After seeing her, we went home.

On the way home we saw a little boy who was being chased by a group of thugs and herdi decided to help the little boy.

Finally a fistfight occurred, because the group of thugs numbered 5 people then automatically I intervened to help herdi.

"yes. hap.. ciat... bruk... akh...."

kick each other and avoid.

Because those thugs had no intention of retreating to eat me and herdi sped up my moves to beat them one by one.

"Revelation...!"

the little boy shouted to warn me when one of the thugs was going to come back to me.

I immediately dodged the side spinning pull and twisted his arm backwards,

"hup.crack..srek...brug.akh...ah..."

I moved on to another one, again,

"yeah.tap...bruk...uk..."

I curled to the left to save my face from the fist that arrived and directly hit the opponent's rib from the side,

"heaven..tap..krak...bruk.....akh...."

Eventually me and herdi managed to finish them off quickly, obviously with broken wounds of almost all of them and a lot of bruises.

"Again..we have had enough..surrender"

"We..confess defeat.forgiveness.."

"Remember we don't see any of you still roaming around picking up kids like this anymore"

"It's over there...!!"

I got angry and kicked them out.

I approached the child earlier, from the size of his body I guess his age is about 10 or 11 years and his face is still pale there is also a bruised scar on the face and on the corner of his lips there is blood.

I looked at him for pity and approached him,

"What's the name?.?, and also why were they chasing you ?"

"I'm Yayan kak, e. so they want to take my money"

answer slowly still with an expression of fear that has not disappeared.

"Where do they usually hang out ? you know not "

Suddenly herdi asked so, I don't know what his purpose was

"Yes know,ee..they are common..gather...at the end of the road******* that" he said quietly in fear.

"Yes next time my heart will be, and this is for you"

herdi gave the boy some money before leaving.

We continued our way home, because it was dark herdi drove his vehicle with a decent speeding makes me have to hug him.

After a long journey we finally arrived at the housing complex leaning chess, but suddenly herdi turned the bike back and made me confused.

"Why not go back again?.., where are we going?.."many of me noisily

"Gasoline runs out, buy gasoline first if not now tomorrow morning do not hunt we can be late tomorrow"

said explain.

"Oo...Where do I think I'm going ?"

I murmured slowly, feeling relieved.

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