Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Bloody Bride Bag. 4

The sunlight that burst in through the door that was not closed tightly hit his face. The warmth he felt was beginning to awaken his consciousness from a long faint. Wulan slowly opened her eyes, and she was so shocked to realize her existence in a foreign place that she had never known at all.

Wulan's thoughts began to fumble. He began to remember the last time he experienced, and knew he was already in this place. Little by little the girl shuffled up, and sat down on the edge of the bamboo halls. His pair of eyes caught the bundle of cloth he had brought from home. The girl frowned. His heart was filled with question marks as to who had saved his life and brought him here.

Not to mention he had guessed, the door of the room that was not tightly closed was slowly revealed. Wulan inched into a corner. His hand clutched the bundle of cloth and a little bit of provisions The door of the room was getting wide open. And in the doorway stood a young and handsome man with his clothes all white and tight, until his sturdy and stocky posture was so easily recognized by Wulan.

"Kang...!" hiss Wulan recognized the man so well.

Wulan immediately jumped up and hit the handsome young man. Her tears instantly spilled on the young man's chest, which was none other than Dimas. The handsome young man simply stroked his beloved hair. For a few moments they just hug each other, punctuated by the sobs of the girl.

Dimas let go of the girl's embrace, and took her sitting on the edge of the bed. For a moment they just looked at each other. Gently Dimas rubbed the tears on her delicate reddish cheeks that Wulan just let her lover's fingers wipe away her tears.

"Where have you been, Kakang? Why not go home?" asked Wulan in her voice.

"I'm sorry, Wulan. Not that I don't miss you, but my work isn't done yet" Dimas said softly

"I can't take it anymore, Kakang. I had to run away from home, I want to be with you," Wulan whispered back sobbing.

"You're safe with me now. We can live peacefully and peacefully in ani," comfort Dimas remained soft.

A glimmer of smile was now on the lips of the girl. Dimas replied with sweetness anyway. Slowly the faces of those who exchanged glances were getting closer, until Dimas's sigh hit warm around Wulan's face. Both pairs of their eyes looked at each other with affection.

"Wulan..," Dimas sighed in a tremble.

"The back...!"

Slowly and gently Dimas put his bibimya to the girl's open lips. Wulan's eyes closed feeling the warmth that began to run through his body and nerves. His hands coiled around Dimas' neck, and pressed him down firmly, until their lips united in an increasingly bubbling passion.

No more words spoken. There is no sobbing of newness, there is now only a sense of love and longing that is fused in the increasingly hunting romance. Wulan whimpers to feel the pleasure that brought her flying kites flying across the sea of romance. The girl's eyes were open and closed, signifying her extremely boiling lust.

"The back...!" suddenly Wulan gasped as soon as she felt Dimas' fingers touch the part of her body that was very sensitive.

Instantly, Wulan also jerked Dimas' body. The girl was so surprised to realize that almost all of her clothes had come off. Rushing the girl cleaned up her clothes that had gone wrong and almost made her naked without a thread on her body.

"What are you doing?" asked Wulan quivered.

"Wulan., I love you" whispered Dimas as he approached.

"But..," Wulan's voice stuck in her throat.

"You love me too, don't you?"

Wulan could not answer. There's no way she'd get out of the house and get to this place if she didn't love him. But what Dimas just wanted was a measure of his feelings of love and affection. No, whispered in my heart. He did not want to do the forbidden thing before they were officially bound to become husband and wife. Wulan did not want the suffering of his life to continue for a long time, just because he obeyed his lust for a moment.

"I love you, Wulan. I promise, if my resolve has been reached, I will definitely marry you" Dimas said softly.

"The back..," Wulan's voice stuck back in the throat.

"Alright..," said Dimas.

Wulan just looked at Dimas who was wearing his clothes back, then the young man went outside the room without saying anything more. Wulan sat on the bamboo hall. He realized his rejection had upset Dimas.

"Ah.., Dimas.., I'm sorry," said Wulan.

Then the door of the little hut opened. Wulan stepped outside half-bending her head. For a moment he observed the surroundings, and he was a bit surprised to realize he was in the middle of a dense forest with a small hut hidden among the dense trees.

A black ape hanged from one tree branch to another. His voice broke the morning silence around the little hut. With the birds chirping at each other.

"Ah, if only I could be free like them..," said Wulan.

"You're free, Wulan," a soft voice came from behind.

"Oh!" Wulan gasped in surprise. He hurriedly turned his body.

Dimas seemed to be sitting on the roots of a tree that poked out from the ground. His hands were busy making arrows. Some arrows were rolling all around. And a big bow rested on the tree. Wulan walked over and sat down beside the young man.

"I'm sorry, Kakang. I didn't mean to disappoint you," Wulan said softly.

"Ah, stop. Forget about it" said Dimas calmly.

For a moment they were silent, and were just shaking hands with loving eyes.

"Why did you leave your parents?" ask Dimas.

"Forced," said Wulan. His head was bowed, and there was a lasciviousness looming on his face. Dimas knows that.

"Tell me, Wulan. What's up?!" insist Dimas. The young man's right hand held Wulan's shoulder.

"You don't get angry, Kakang.... I was forced to die because I didn't want to be the old Bangka's wife!" Wulan stopped her speech, her clear tears resonating in the corners of her eyes. "And my father, Kakang, he accepted the consequences of my attitude. Wira Perakin's accomplices had restrained her," Wulan tried to hold back her cries, but in vain. Anxiety for the fate of his father and mother is very shackling in his mind.

Dimas pulled the girl's body into his arms. His heart was completely torn by the suffering that Wulan had experienced.

"Wira Perakin..," muttered Dimas softly, his hand stroking the hair of the girl. "What about your father, Wulan? You mean...."

"No, Brother," said Wulan. "Wira Perakin couldn't have killed Dad, while there was still something she expected.... But right now.I don't know, Kakang!"

"You just wait here, Wulan," Dimas said as he rose to release his embrace. "Where's the back going?"

"I'll bring your mom and dad here. I won't be long, Wulan, you don't have to worry" Dimas said as he grazed the arrows and put them in a leather bag.

Dimas tied the bag full of arrows to his waist, then he took out a sword and propped it against his back. His left hand clasped a large bow that was slightly engraved in the middle. Wulan stood up and blocked the young man's steps with a face full of anxiety.

"Rear...," hoarse and soft Wulan's voice.

"You don't go anywhere Wulan. This place no one knows but me" Dimas said.

For a moment they looked at each other, then Dimas gently kissed the girl's lips. He turned around, immediately taking a quick step without turning his head again. Wulan stared unblinkingly, until the back of her beloved man disappeared from view.

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Nyi Sukirah immediately jumped awake from his sleep. The sound of the door being broken down greatly shocked him. The door to the room was shattered. Nyi Sukirah screamed batedly at the sight of a large tall man standing in the shattered doorway Behind the sinister-looking man, stood several people dressed in golden-yellow uniforms like royal soldiers.

Nyi Sukirah knew that the person who stood arrogant in the doorway was Kebo Rimang, the right hand of Wira Perakin. Yes, that person who also took his house first with Wira Perakin. And now, his life history is repeated. The notorious man is now ready to destroy his life again.

"Take this girl out! Hurry along!" kebo Rimang's. His voice sounded loud and harsh. Both of his eyes were staring hard and red.

Two of his men immediately moved forward into the room whose door was broken apart. Without saying much more, the two people immediately dragged Nyi Sukirah.

"Akh...!" Nyi Sukirah screeched loudly as soon as her body was dumped.

The old woman fell on the ground. The skin of his hand that was wrinkled, scratched was bleeding. Nyi Sukirah tried to get up to his feet, but one of the men who dragged him immediately kicked hard. Back the old woman's body rolled on the ground. His chest felt tight and his groan sounded clear.

"Where's your daughter. Old Woman?" tanya Kebo Rimang flat.

Nyi Sukirah did not say, only his roaring voice was slashing and sounding heartbreaking. Several heads popped out of the house around Nyi Sukirah's house. No one dared to go outside the house, let alone interfere in this matter. They can all just massage the chest, pity to see the fate of the family Ki Sukirah.

"Where is your son, Nyi Sukirah?" Kebo Rimang repeated his question.

Nyi Sukirah did not answer. He even returned a sharp look Kebo Rimang's eyes. He seemed to gain the power of bathin, not the least bit there was a sense of trepidation in the heart of this woman.

"Damn it!" kebo Rimang. "Surgery his house!"

Five of his followers soon entered the house. Soon they were out again. One of the men approached Kebo Rimang who stood haunted looking sharply at Nyi Sukirah.

"Nothing, Gusti," reported the man.

"Less asar!" kebo Rimang growled. "Burn...!" kebo Rimang Kalap's.

"Oh, jangaan..!" sentak Nyi Sukirah was shocked.

But the request was not granted at all. One of Kebo Rimang's men had pulled a torch stuck in the porch support bang. Then throwing it on the roof, a huge fire immediately raged up the roof of the house made of dried rumbia leaves. Nyi Sukirah whimpered and continued to wail. He could only see the flames that continued to devour that one-of-a-kind house.

"You humans don't know they're lucky, Old Woman! Gusti Wira Perakin is already good to you. Leave you, your husband and your son alive. But still you want to act all sorts of things," said Kebo Rimang coldly.

"Phoihi! You fucking dogs!"

"Less sharp...!"

Plaque!

"Akh!"

Nyi Sukirah slammed hard into the ground as Kebo Rimang's right hand beat his cheek. The old woman fell unconscious. The slap of Kebo Rimang was so loud.

"That old woman! Drag with the horse!" kebo Rimang Kalap's.

One of them immediately approached Nyi Sukirah who was lying unconscious. The man took out a mine from under his shirt, then tied Nyi Sukirah's hand, then threw one end of the mine at his friend on horseback.

Kebo Rimang jumped agilely onto the back of his black horse mount. The Perakin Wira people who numbered no less than ten people, immediately jumped up to the back of their respective horses.

"Road!" kebo Rimang's.

Just now they're pounding horses, all of a sudden. Wuuut, tras...!

The mine that tied Nyi Sukirah's hand broke off. An arrow was stuck on the ground, not far from the body of the old woman who was still unconscious with both hands tied. Kebo Rimang and his ten followers were shocked to death. They rushed down.

It looked like a handsome young man in tight white clothes was standing tall. A large bow with an arrow clasped in his hand. And all of a sudden he pulled the bowstring, and...

Wuuout!

"Aach...!" one of them screamed loudly.

The arrow that Dimas released pierced right through the guy's neck. His body immediately lined up backwards, then collapsed kissing the ground Not to mention losing their surprise, Dimas had already released another three arrows in a row and quickly. Three people instantly caught up with his friend, rolling down into a pool of blood.

"Less pursuit!" kebo Rimang. As fast as lightning the big man with a codet wound on his face, jumped as soon as Dimas again showered him with arrows. Kebo Rimang quickly snatched the arrows that came like the rain.

"Phoihi!" Kebo Rimang spouted his saliva fiercely

The rude man stood up straight in a disdainful manner. Dozens of arrows were clasped in both hands. While the arrow pocket on Dimas' waist was empty. The young man threw away his busumya. Admired also he was on Kebo Rimang who was so agile to be able to catch all the arrows he released.

Kebo Rimang thrust both hands forward, then squeezed the arrows in his hands to shatter. All eyes looked amazed at the height of the deep energy science that Kebo Rimang possessed.

"Who are you, Young Man? Why are you interfering in my business!" kebo Rimang snort growled.

"You don't need to know who I am! I came to eradicate the dogs Wira Perakin," replied Dimas no less fierce.

"Damn! Do you have a life substitute, huh? How dare he brag in front of me!"

"My life is only one, but I can stifle your arrogance!"

"Deck dog! Hiya...!" Hup!

Kebo Rimang immediately opened his managerial style. Dimas glanced at the six people who had drawn their swords from their various forms of weapons, it could be known that they were not royal soldiers. They are the people of the jungle who wear uniforms like soldiers.

Kebo Rimang jumped on Dimas. Fighting can no longer be avoided. Two people who each have a high enough intelligence to attack each other using their dangerous death moves.

In just a short time, no less than ten moves they had put in. But it has not been seen who is superior or desperate. They look equally tough with their fast moves.

The other six people, and the people who were peeking out from the cracks of their houses in the surroundings, were as if fixated on watching the fight.

"Yepy...!" suddenly Kebo Rimang shouted his-ring. At once his body bounces into the air, and at the same time, Dimas does the same. Both have taken their weapons out. Now in Dimas' hands was a long, thin, silvery sword. His opponent was holding two small iron sticks. The stick is golden yellow.

Trang, trang!

Two guns clashed loudly in the air. The two bodies in space were both bounced off. Kebo Rimang's body fell heavily on the ground, then rolled as far as the three spearheads. Dimas also suffered the same fate, but he was still able to stand back quickly.

While Kebo Rimang tried to rise, six of his followers immediately jumped into the confinement of Dimas. Their weapons flashed in front of the chest. Dimas looked at the six people with red eyes holding back angrily.

"Chain net!" shouted Kebo Rimang suddenly.

The six men immediately put their respective weapons into place then quickly they took out the knotted mine from each other's clothes. They were twirling the knotted mine overhead. Their legs moved agilely around Dimas' body.

Dimas became confused also faced six people who twisted the knotted mine around him. His feet immediately moved agilely following the direction of the six-man round. His two eyes were keenly watching every move his six opponents made And suddenly one of them threw a mine upwards, far above his head.

Almost at the same time, another threw his mines, then followed by another. Dimas really doesn't know what he means. He was shocked so suddenly the six people simultaneously leaped into the air.

Tap, tap...!

Six men in soldiers' uniforms caught the end of a mine that was thrown at each other. Then with a sweet and fast movement, they slumped down. Dimas who had not realized could not do anything. Sebebka also his body entangled six threads of mine.

"Damn!" Dimas struggled trying to escape from the snare that wrapped around his body.

But, the six people were even faster moving around. Dimas was completely helpless again now The young man fell to the ground with his entire body tied to the mine. His sword was tied to his thighs. The six men in golden-yellow uniforms, continued to hold the edges of the mine.

"Huh.hh...h...!" Kebo Rimang laughed out loud.

But immediately his laughter stopped another white shadow suddenly moved quickly to cut open the mines that wrapped around Dimas' body. Not to mention Kebo Rimang lost his surprise, another blue shadow appeared to hit the six people in uniform.

The screams of death sounded earthy shrill. The bodies of the six people who were holding the mine, were immediately scattered on the ground. For a moment they floundered, then silent no longer. Fresh blood flooded the ground, spreading a rancid aroma piercing the nose.

Now in front of Kebo Rimang stood two young people. A man in a pubh vest, and a beautiful woman wearing tight blue clothes They are none other than Rangga and Pandan Wangi, two young warriors nicknamed Pendekar Rajawali Sakti and Kipas Maut. Pandan Wangi was scrambling his white steel fan in front of his chest. His eyes stared intently at Kebo Rimang.

"Monkey slouch! Who're you?" furious Kebo Rimang snapped.

The eyes of Kebo Rimang can not be separated to look at the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti. He was reminded of the story of Jaran Kedung. All the features he told were on the person before him.

"Oooh..., apparently you killed seven of my men yesterday?" kebo Rimang's snort kept a sharp look at Rangga.

"Really! And today it's your turn that ******!" sahut Rangga is no less snappy.

"Devil base! Apparently you are tired of living, to dare to tease the tiger, heh?!"

"The toothless...!" teasing Pandan Fragrance intense.

Kebo Rimang glared wide accepting the mockery. Eyes squinting. Now in front of him stood three young people challenging him. Dimas standing next to Pendekar Rajawali Sakti. In his right hand was a sword.

Kebo Rimang began to recede his guts. He had clearly seen that the three young people had quite a high level of intelligence, and it was impossible for him to be able to match.

Unabashedly again, Kebo Rimang jumped on the back of his horse. The big tall horse was like an arrow that slipped out of its bow, running fast until it had disappeared from view in an instant.

"Coward!" dymas snarl growling.

"You better take care of your parents" Rangga said.

Dimas flinched, he hurriedly approached Nyi Sukirah who was still knocked unconscious. The young Wulan lover glimpsed at the house which now lives smouldering debris reflecting thin smoke. Dimas then carried the body of the old woman, and took her to a shady place Dimas checked her condition. He turned to look at Rangga and Pandan Wangi who had also kneeled beside Nyi Sukirah's body.

"How's it?" ask Pandan Wangi.

"Just fainted, no serious injuries" Dimas said.

The young man looked at Rangga and Pandan Wangi. He was slightly wrinkled as well as his forehead, he had never seen these two people who had helped him.

Rangga understood the meaning of Dimas's gaze, he smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

"Thank you for your help" Dimas said, smiling back at Rangga.

"Ah, forget it," said Rangga.

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