Rajawali Sakti Swordsman
Bloody Bride Eps. Bag 10. 1
DUSK began to fall creeping near the night. The sun is leaning towards the Western horizon Its gentle reddish radiance awaits the coming of the moon A young man with a yellow complexion, sitting squatting on the edge of a red mound of earth. The surrounding situation was quiet and it started to darken.
His eyes spread I stared at the flat stone embedded on the mound of earth in front of him. I don't know since when the young man was sitting there squatting. The look on her face was sad and her eyes were as moist as a trace of crying.
"I'm sure you're suffering in nature. I'm sorry I just got to visit you today, I hope you're happy with my arrival" she softly and softly muttered.
The young man took a deep and heavy breath, then the cleavage of land he raised his head. For a moment he stared at the sun that was almost sinking in the Western horizon. Here, in this desolate place everything ever happened. Events that will not be forgotten throughout his life. Fifteen years ago, he was still a ten-year-old boy
His memory returned to the events that were so imprinted on his heart and gave rise to the ever-burning flames of vengeance. When he and his older sister just came home looking for firewood. And on the somewhat quiet and hidden path, the two paused for a moment to let go of the tired and tired.
"You still have food, Dimas?"
"Surti's already hungry, huh?"
The yellow-skinned girl smiled and nodded. He lowered his firewood and his back then sat under a shady tree. The little boy called Dimas approached. And handed the bundle of leaves to Surti, his brother.
"Hayo Dimas, we eat together," Surti offered the provision after opening it.
"See, I'm not hungry yet" said Dimas as he sat down to face his brother.
When Dimas was watching his sister who was eating, suddenly appeared five men with a stocky face, and immediately approached them. All five bear weapons at the waist of each weapon in the form of a large machete and a pitch black hilt
Surti immediately stopped eating and immediately got up to pull his sister's hand. The five strangers in front of them laughed. Her eyes were wildly staring at Surti's face and body. Slowly the fifth field moved closer
Suddenly one of them jumped, and blocked Surti's hand. The girl screamed and struggled to escape. Dimas, a ten-year-old boy, soon realizes they are in danger. Both of his hands instantly gripped and pulled the rough hand that blocked his brother's hand.
"Damn it!" growled at that man.
His right leg flapped Dimas's stomach, so the boy's body was thrown to the side.
"Akh, no...!" surti's screams were so disinterested that his face hit the chest of the man who was blocking his hand.
That person seemed to deliberately release his checks and Surti immediately ran up to his sister. But a moment later his shoulder was again blocked so hard that Surti's body was jerked back And before his body fell strangled, a pair of burly hands had embraced him. Surti let out a shriek, but the man's embrace was too strong he felt.
"He. he. he. he.., shut up Cah Ayu," the man chuckled.
Bret down!
"Oh!" Surti gave a startled shriek, his face clearly showing horror.
The man took off his shirt violently. The body wrapped in fine yellow cloth was also wide open. The five men simultaneously laughed lustfully, seeing a beautiful body running around trying to save themselves. Surti's footsteps came to a halt as one of them jumped in his way.
"He. he...he...!"
"Akh.., no! I beg you, don't..," cried Surti.
"Come here, sweet boy. He. he. he. he.., you're beautiful and exciting."
"No...."
Surti's fate was really like a toy, he was pushed and passed to and fro like a ball. Her clothes are no longer torn here and there. Some parts of his body were poked out, making the eyes***** the five men were getting wild and savage.
Surti screamed, struggling to escape from the clutches of one of the people who hugged him and behind. Not to mention that the girl had let go, one of the others had already withdrawn her hand. Surti's body staggered, and fell tumbling to the ground. The girl shrieked loudly as soon as one of the others overstretched her body.
"Ehhh..., release! Jangaan..!" shouts Surti whimpering.
Surti's energy could not match that burly, rough man. Surti was powerless again. The man was getting wild, in vain he thrashed and clawed. The man pulled roughly the rest of the cloth he was wearing.
"Akh!" Surti squealed in shock.
"He. he...he...!" the five men laughed wildly.
They soon approached Surti who continued thrashing under the crush of one of them. Surti no longer has the strength. Both hands are held. His body was plain without a single piece of cloth. His tears flowed profusely crying over his fate. He could only groan and beg, but everything was in vain.
"Aach...!" Surti let out a loud scream as he felt something he had never felt before.
The girl's eyes were closed, unable to see any more grinning rough faces on her body. Not to mention that he breathed a sigh of relief after the male above him got up, his body was again overstressed by another. Surti screamed again, then fainted could no longer bear the trials. His body that had been knocked unconscious was again rotated by the next three people.
"Let's...!" Dimas screamed loudly.
The youngster's body fell limply hugging the mound of earth in front of him. Her tears rolled down her cheeks, unable to imagine the heinous event that had struck her brother fifteen years ago. Five demon-possessed men raped her older sister in turns, and killed her after she was satisfied.
"I'll find them, I'll kill them all. Believe, Brother. I'll avenge your heartache!" furious Dimas. Both of his palms clenched together clenched.
Slowly Dimas rose up, and wiped away his tears. Then he looked back at Surti's navel, and took a deep and heavy breath.
"They must die! Die...!" yelled Dimas loudly, full of vengeance.
The loud scream echoed, reflected by trees and rock hills. His shout accompanied by inner energy made the surrounding nature as if trembling to feel the tremors of his heart full of vengeful embers.
"I swear, they must die at my hands!"
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Meanwhile, in a small village among the hills, a mad girl and black-skinned manls, sitting contemplating on a wooden couch on the porch of his house, his face was gloomy and his eyes seemed empty. Her tiny, thin, reddish lips, tightly clenched
The girl turned her head, her gaze instantly fixed on the old woman standing in the doorway. But those beautiful little lips did not answer in the slightest, she looked back blankly forward. The old woman who was none other than the mother of the girl stepped closer, and sat down beside her son. The fingers of his skinny, clasped old hand caressed Wulan's hair.
"Why did you take that old lady's proposal, Mom?" slowly and softly Wulan's voice asked.
"Your father can't do anything my son."
"That guy's got a lot of wives, Mom! I don't deserve to be his wife anyway. He's too old, older than Dad!"
"You must understand, Wulan. No one can resist Gusti Wira Perakin's wishes. Are you willing to see your father die on the gallows? While you were alone," the old woman could no longer imagine and continued.
Wulan was silent. He only turned to his mother for a moment, then looked back far ahead. Meanwhile the sky was cloudy, thick clouds blackened as if also felt the heart of the girl who was being overwhelmed with turmoil. Nyi Sukirah gently patted her son on the shoulder and invited him inside as soon as she realized it was going to rain.
The two sat side by side in the bamboo halls inside the front room of his house In the corner of the bamboo halls lay a box of beautifully carved wood. Wulan looked at the thing with a feeling that her mother understood to be true. A box of wood containing gold jewelry! The sign of the betrothed that he had only seen this once in his life!
Wulan could not imagine how her lover would feel if she found out she had been attracted by an old man, who was more deserving of being her father than her husband. A man who is powerful and very feared by all the villagers. No one dared to oppose it! Yeah.., no one!
"Hhh...!" Wulan gave a long sigh. Nadanya riled. "Back off the sign, Mom!"
"Guaranto...!" Nyi Sukirah was shocked
"I don't want to, Mom. I can't betray Kang Dimas. I promised to be faithful until Kang Dimas returns. Just turn back the sign, Mom," Wulan sulked.
"Wulan...., do you know what the consequences of rejecting Gusti Wira Perakin's proposal? No, Son! Don't take your parents to the gallows! Please, no" Nyi Sukirah could no longer contain her tears. He hugged his daughter's shoulder.
"We can leave this village, ma'am. We have nothing here either. Everything is controlled by the old Bangka. Our whole lives are in debt!" the sound of Wulan.
"Gusti Wira Perakin will release all debts of your father, Wulan. He'll even give up your father's land. He will guarantee our lives" Nyi Sukirah said. "Deliver to your parents, Wulan."
"No, Mom! I'm not for sale!" wulan.
"Guaranto...!" Nyi Sukirah could no longer speak.
Wulan stood up, then she picked up the wooden box that was in the corner of the bamboo halls. He was stunned for a while, then turned around and sat back beside his mother. His hands extended forward handing the jewelry box to his parents. Nyi Sukirah just stared blankly. Resist the bitterness of his heart.
"If Mom or Dad doesn't want to return this jewelry, let me give it back myself" Wulan said firmly.
"Guaranto...!"
Wulan placed the jewelry box on her mother's lap, then she stepped closer to the window that was still wide open. Nyi Sukirah no longer knew what he had to do He got up and stepped into his room carrying the jewelry box. The room door creaked slowly, then closed tightly.
"I'm sorry, Mom.., Dad," whispered Wulan softly.
"No way!" grunts Ki Sukirah taut.
The old man whose hair had turned white, stared at the carved wooden box in his wife's hand. His head was twitching as if he could not believe that Wulan had rejected the proposal he had received.
"Yourselfish...!" call Ki Sukirah hard.
"Sir..," Nyi Sukirah trembled to see her husband so angry.
The door of the room opened slowly, and from behind the door appeared a sad-faced girl. For a moment he looked at his two parents sitting on the edge of the bed. Fatigue the ground once he stepped closer.
"Sit down!" ki Sukirah's Order.
Wulan's lips did not answer in the slightest. He sat next to his father with his head bowed deeply. Not daring to look at the tired old face before him. The girl was well aware of what was raging on her parents' chest.
"What do you mean return this sign, Wulan?" ki Sukirah asked trying to contain his anger.
"Cancel the proposal, Father," said Wulan shriek.
"And you know what the consequences are?"
Wulan nodded for sure. His courage to oppose his father suddenly rose. The look in his eyes went straight to his father's reddened eyeballs.
Ki Sukirah stared intently at this girl. He was very astonished to see so fierce Wulan!
"Rethink carefully, Wulan. Your father and mother were just little people, not having any strength," softly Nyi Sukirah's voice tried to mediate.
"Gusti Wira Perakin has brought her proposal sign, Wulan. I've already accepted it. There's no way I'm giving it back. You know that, Wulan," continued Ki Sukirah. His anger seemed to be starting to recede
For a moment the atmosphere in the room was silent for a moment "I've stated earlier, if Father and Mother do not want to return it, let me return it myself," slowly and steadily Wulan's voice.
"Wulans! You know what you said!" ki Sukirah Sentak.
"I'm sober, Dad! I realized that's why I turned down that old Bangka's proposal!"
Ki Sukirah fell silent and looked at his daughter with a huff.
"I'm sure, in the heart of Mom and Dad certainly did not accept it. Honestly, Dad, I'd like to ask you if you're happy?"
Ki Sukirah and his wife were stunned. Her daughter's words hit right in their hearts and deepest feelings. They acknowledged the truth of his son's words, and there was no way they could argue to defend his position, which was only based on their fear of the cruelty of Wira Perakin and his people. The atmosphere in the room was stunned by the silence after Wulan who had stepped her feet outside.
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