Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Asmara Death Bag. 6

Ki Japalu walked back and forth inside the spacious central room in his house. Ki Sampar Bayu and Pantula were sitting with gloomy faces. Ever since that night, their minds have been unable to calm down. Especially Ki Japalu. The emergence of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti in Watu Ampar Village made his heart unsettled.

"Shut up, Kakang. I'm so dizzy to see you pacing around like that...!" rungk Ki Sampar Bayu was upset.

"This is all because of you, Sampar Bayu!" grunts Ki Japalu stared intently at his sister.

"Why me? You came to me yourself to rule this village. Nah! Now that all your wishes have been achieved, even your heartache on the old lady of Ringgih has been avenged. Then, what's my fault? I'm just helping you!" Ki Sampar Bayu does not accept unilateral blame.

"ah! Never mind...!" Ki Japalu did not want to argue with his sister.

The words thrown from the mouth of Ki Sampar Bayu are indeed indisputable. Ki Japalu admitted everything. He did come to Mount Kanjaran to ask his sister for help in achieving his goal of becoming the village chief, in addition to taking revenge on Nek Ringgih, the old woman of medicine expert. Now the grudge that he had been harboring for decades was avenged, and now he has also occupied the position as head of the village in Watu Ampar.

Ki Japalu slammed his body on the rattan chair. He remembered his wife who died giving birth to his second child. His wife was gentle and never demanded much from him. She died from childbirth, and the one who helped give birth was Nek Ringgih. Since then Ki Japalu holds a grudge on Nek Ringgih. He always thought that Nek Ringgih did not deserve to be a healer. Until now Ki Japalu has always hated healers everywhere. Especially in Nek Ringgih which he considered to be the cause of his wife's death.

"You're sorry, Kakang Japalu?" tanya Ki Sampar Bayu looked at her brother.

"No!" sahut Ki Japalu firmly.

"Why are you nervous?"

'The Rajawali Sakti breeder...."

"Ha ha ha...!" Ki Sampar Bayu laughed out loud.

"Huh! In this state of chaos, you are still laughing, too" muttered Ki Japalu scowled.

"Is he tough, Dad?" ask Pantula who has been silent since.

"Ten people like you won't be able to fight him!" ki Japalu without a smile.

"He's a resident of Watu Ampar Village?" ask Pantula again.

"He's a wandering swordsman, Pantula. His name has been famous to the corners of the virtual this," Ki Sampar Bayu who replied.

"Hm..., what is the need for him to come here...?" pantula Mumbles.

"Obviously he's the toughest barrier for us!" grunts Ki Sampar Bayu.

"Sampar Bayu, you better find Nek Ringgih's grandson. Kill him, I don't want to see any more of the old woman's descendants! Two lives he killed..," Ki Japalu said.

"Where to look?" ask Ki Sampar Bayu.

"It must be in Watu Ampar Village, I saw him take the boy to the village."

"The boy is at Ki Dandung's house" Pantula chirped.

Ki Japalu and Ki Sampar Bayu looked at the young man.

"You sure?" ask Ki Sampar Bayu.

"I saw the boy this morning out of Ki Dandung's house. There was another girl there too. It seems that he is also from among the martial jungle," said Pantula surely.

"Hm.., apparently Ki Dandung secretly made a tantrum too," muttered Ki Sampar Bayu.

"That's your business, Sampar Bayu," said Ki Japalu.

"Okay, that's my business. But you can't just wash your hands either. You're involved, too, Kakang."

"Huh! You've been corrupting me!" dengus Ki Japalu's. "Dad, I'm going outside for a minute" said Pantula. He immediately got up and stepped outside.

Ki Japalu just looked at his son who had vanished behind the door. He heard her heavy breathing. The man poured wine into the glass, and gulped it down to the toilet.

"You shouldn't say that in front of my son" said Ki Japalu coldly.

"It's time he knew who he was, Kakang."

"No! Until whenever he can't know. I love her so much, she's my son's replacement who died because of that old fucking woman!"

"I didn't think your heart was crueler than mine. You shouldn't use him who doesn't know anything. You've been following your ambitions too much, Kakang. You have everything, you have avenged your wife's death. You should just enjoy the results. But even make a new problem again. Why don't you just tell Pantula she's...."

"Enough!" jakak Ki Japalu fast.

"Rear.... I was destined for blood and sin. But I always did it in a blatant, manly way and did not hide behind the weaknesses of others. Frankly speaking, if not for being my only brother, there would be no way I would want to follow all of your crazy plans."

"You're sorry?"

"God! What am I sorry for?"

"Forget me, Sampar Bayu. Forget about Nyi Ringgih's grandchild. Let me face them all myself. You've helped me enough. Thank you, Sampar Bayu." Ki Japalu got up and walked away.

"The back...!"

"Just go back to your place, my sister."

Ki Sampar Bayu only sighed lifting his shoulders seeing his brother enter into his room. For a while Ki Sampar Bayu was still in the big room, then his legs swung out. The martial figure's old man immediately jumped up onto his horse as soon as he got outside. He quickly moved his horse to leave the big house Ki Japalu.

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Ki Japalu stood staring in front of the big window of his room. His blank gaze was fixed forward staring at the blooming flower plants spreading fragrant fragrance in the back of his house. No one was seen in that beautifully arranged backyard.

This house used to be so crowded. Many workers who go back and forth to enter around this house. But now... All the workers left him without saying goodbye. No one wants to be in contact with him anymore. Everyone just left it. Ki Japalu's view is pounded on a bird cage in the middle of the backyard. There were no birds there. Everything dies no longer.

"Hhh..," for the umpteenth time Ki Japalu took a deep and heavy breath.

"It's so beautiful that park...."

"God!" Ki Japalu was surprised.

He also turned around. Both his eyes were wide-eyed when he found out near the door of this room was already standing a handsome young man. The young man was wearing a white vest suit with the handle of a bird-headed sword emblazoned on his back.

"Broker Rajawali Sakti..," hissed Ki Japalu.

"Yes, I'm the Swordsman of Rajawali Sakti" said Rangga calling himself by nickname.

"How did you get into my room?" tanya Ki Japalu snapped.

"Easy, there's no one I've met here. Hm.., that's surprising. The house of a village chief was large and beautiful, but no one was there."

"Would you like to come here?" tanya Ki Japalu did not care about muttering Rangga.

"Resuscate you" said Rangga.

"I'm not a crazy person!" ki Japalu offended.

"Remaking your mistake, Ki Japalu."

"I don't know you! I have no business with you either. Why would you want to interfere in my business, heh?"

"Maybe we can talk carefully if you can cool your head" said Rangga kalem.

Regardless of Ki Japalu's attitude, Pendekar Rajawali Sakti stunned his body in a chair near the door. Her thin lips revealed a smile. His eyes were shady and soft emitting rays of virility and discernment.

"Your name can indeed make the heart of people dislodged to hear it, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. But don't try to block my steps!" mencam Ki Japalu's.

Rangga just smiled. He picked up the wine jar that was on the table beside him. The warm liquid was poured into a glass of bronze. With just one sip, the wine in the glass had already moved to his stomach. "It's very difficult, must be expensive wine," praised Rangga.

"You better get out of here!" drive Ki Japalu fierce.

"Well, I'm going. But you better think about your sister's words. I think he has a point, too, even though his actions never pleased anyone" he said. Rangga seraya stood up.

"Wait!" prevent Ki Japalu.

"Don't ask where I know from," cut Rangga quickly.

Rangga just shrugged his shoulders.

"What do you know?" ask Ki Japalu to know.

"Not much, but I think Ki Dandung can understand and will forgive you," said Rangga. "Sorry, I can't stay here long."

"Hey!"

Like lightning, Rangga disappeared as soon as his hand opened the door of this room. Ki Japalu soon chased, but the shadow of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was no longer visible. He went back into his room with his head filled with all sorts of thoughts. Now the secret that has been held for decades has been known to others besides himself and his sister.

"No! No one else can know. I love her so much, she can't get out of my hands! He's my only surviving replacement," whispered Ki Japalu slowly. "Hm.... The Swordsman of Rajawali Sakti must be ******! He already knows everything, he must be ******...!"

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Rangga looked at the horse that was driven quickly out of Watu Ampar Village. He could have chased the horse with the science of running fast, but it would have been a waste of energy for nothing. When his head was looking for the best way out, suddenly his eyes saw Kajar was cleaning horses in the yard of Ki Dandung shop. Rangga rushed to the boy.

"Oh! Uncle..," Kajar immediately stopped his activities.

"Ki Dandung is there, Jar?" ask Rangga.

"Outside out, Uncle" said Kajar.

"Hm, where to?"

"Maybe to the market, Uncle," Kajar replied casually.

Rangga was smiling. His eyes glanced towards the northern border of Watu Ampar Village. The horseman he was watching was no longer visible his shadow. Just dust that still appears thin billowing in the air.

"Your horse is good" praised Rangga.

"Not my horse, this is my brother's horse" said Kajar.

"Hm, can I borrow it for a second?"

Kajar looked hesitant, but he finally gave the horse away. Rangga immediately jumped onto the black horse's back.

"Don't be long, Uncle...!" kajar Message.

"Tell your brother, I borrowed the horse" said Rangga.

Kajar had not had time to say, Rangga had already crushed the black horse quickly towards the North. Dust billowed down the legs of the horse racing like the wind. While Kajar just looked at him from where he stood.

Rangga continued to race his horse quickly. He was also impressed with this horse. The run was like the wind, and it seemed that the legs of this horse did not tread the ground. The warrior Rajawali Sakti continued to drive the dark horse faster. In no time how long the horseman he watched since then has been seen again.

"Yep, hiya...!"

The horseman that Rangga was chasing looked back. It seems like he was surprised. At that moment, he shook his horse hard. The sound of horses ringing sounded loud. The horse is also getting faster.

"Hup, why...!"

Rangga jumped from the back of his horse when the distance was so close to the horseman in front of him. With just one round in the air alone, the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti had already managed to intercept. His hand immediately grabbed the horse's harness, and stopped his running.

The black striped white horse neighed loudly while lifting its front legs up high. Rangga let go of his grip on the horse's harness, as his rider jumped down quickly. The horse stopped suddenly.

"Who are you? What are you going to do with me?"

"Silence, Pantula. You've met me once" said Rangga kalem.

Pantula observed the young man in front of her closely. Aye! He had met once. That night, when he was with his father and uncle trying to kidnap Kajar. This is the young man who helped Kajar.

"Oh.., apparently you are nicknamed the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. Hm.., tough swordsmen with big names acting like street robbers" Pantula sneered.

"Sorry, if I interrupt your trip," said Rangga remained friendly.

"You have disrupted my journey!" snort Pantula ketus.

"I was forced to do it, because there are important things that I have to tell you," Rangga started to get serious.

"You want to rob me?" Pantula is still being cynical.

Rangga only smiled and shook his head a few times. He can understand Pantula's attitude and unfriendly. Of course Ki Japula has stuffed it with empty stories that are bad. At all Rangga did not blame Pantula with this attitude.

"I just want to give you back to your family" said Rangga kelem.

"God! What did you say...?!" Pantula swore not understanding.

"Your fate is the same as mine, Pantula. Only I'm worse than you, and there's no way I can ever meet my most beloved person again" slowly and lightly echoed Rangga's voice.

"What are you talking about, Swordsman Rajawali Sakti?" The pantula appears to be affected. The power began to disappear.

"Find your Uncle, he knows a lot about you. Urge him to admit everything" Rangga said. "Hey, wait...!"

But Rangga had quickly jumped on the back of his dark horse and immediately his dark horse was darting fast like the wind. Pantula just stared with his head filled with various kinds of thoughts. Is he not Ki Japalu's son? If so, then who are his parents?

Pantula did not continue his journey to Halimun Village to meet his fellow students. He returned to Watu Ampar Village. His horse was driven fast like an equilibrium. Dust billowed high into the air flapping the legs of the speed-driven horse.

Pantula kept pointing his horse home. Some residents who were along the main road of the village immediately stepped aside, afraid of being hit by horses that were rushed like demons by the rider. They swore that they were disturbed by the actions of the village chief's son.

"Hooops...!" Pantula pulled the reins as soon as he got in front of his house. Hurrying he jumped down, and immediately ran through the front door of the house. Ki Sampar Bayu who was in the front room, was surprised to see the arrival of Pantula with a red face extinguished. Ki Sampar Bayu immediately woke up from his chair.

"Where's Dad?" ask Pantula roughly.

"Sir, what are you doing?" Ki Sampar Bayu frowned.

Pantula just shook her head, she directly swung her legs through the front room. Ki Sampar Bayu followed from behind. He was astonished to see Pantula's attitude. The young man went straight to his father's resting room. He violently opened the door of the room. His eyes gnawed through the empty, uninhabited room. He immediately turned around, but his steps were restrained by Ki Sampar Bayu.

"Sir, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?" ask Ki Sampar Bayu.

"Where's Dad?" Pantula did not ponder his uncle's question, he asked back.

"Go" said Ki Sampar Bayu.

"Where?"

"I don't know, he didn't say anything to me."

Pantula is cracking his jaw. His reddened eyes stared intently at this uncle. Then he floated his gaze around, as if he did not believe the old man's answer.

"What are you doing, Pantula? What's going on?" Ki Sampar Bayu asked questions.

Pantula did not answer in the least. He just stared intently at this old man his father's sister. Her dad...? Is Ki Japalu really his father? Then, what does it mean that Rajawali Sakti Swordsman said that earlier? Pantula shook her body in a chair. He became limp thinking he was not Ki Japalu's son. If he is not Ki Japalu's son, then who are his parents? Is Ki Sampar Bayu really his uncle? Pantula looked at the man sitting in front of her and was looking at her.

"Who is my father, Uncle?" ask Pantula sharply.

Ki Sampar Bayu gasped in shock at the question. His mouth was locked tightly. His gaze sharply stared straight at the young man's eyeballs. Really he never thought that Pantula would ask like that.

"Jawab to be honest, Ki Sampar Bayu. Who's my dad really?" The colder the Pantula sound.

"Of course your father Ki Japalu, this Watu Ampar Village Chief. And I'm your uncle, Pantula..," somewhat restrained Ki Sampar Bayu's voice replied.

"You're not lying, Ki Sampar Bayu?" Pantula still did not call the old man as uncle again.

Ki Sampar Bayu did not answer. He was confused to answer the young man's question. For some reason, sitting so agitated, like being on a fire that is ready to burn it.

Ki Sampar Bayu and Pantula raised their heads simultaneously when they heard footsteps entering this room. Ki Japalu stopped his steps in front of the door as soon as he saw Pantula and Ki Sampar Bayu sitting face to face with an unusual cloudy face.

Ki Japalu undoes his voice when Ki Sampar Bayu squinted his eyes to the left. Ki Sampar Bayu stood up and approached his brother who remained standing in the doorway. While Pantula was looking with unblinking eyes. The two old men spoke softly in whispers. Ki Japalu's face turned red instantly. He stared at Pantula with his eyes hard to interpret.

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