Rajawali Sakti Swordsman

Asmara Death Bag. 3

This afternoon the sun was shining very brightly. Dry clumps are crushed, and the trees shed their leaves. The springs also dried up. Drought began to come tormenting the entire inhabitants of this universe. But the misery of nature did not make the four big tall men with rough faces stop the act.

The four men were laughing out of pleasure toying with a yellow-skinned young woman. The woman's clothes were shredded showing some parts of her body that invited saliva for the men who saw her. Her beautiful face paled with fear. His whole body shivered. The clear water never stopped flowing soaked his fragrant cheeks.

"He he he..., where are you going sweet?" said one of the wild grinners.

"Oh, no.., please. Pity me..," the woman's groaned compassionately.

"Just for a second.., not for long."

"No! Oh, tolooong...!" the woman screams in fear.

"He he he...!" The four people jumped into the half-dead frightened woman. One of them immediately put his hand back. The other three wildly groaned over the woman's body The shrieks and howls of contempt were no longer ignored. They are like starving beasts getting a lump of fresh meat.

"Akh!" the woman screamed loudly as one of the men forcibly took her clothes.

"He he he...." Their eyes grew wild with wild grinning lips looking at a beautiful body without any cover anymore. Tears were pouring down the woman's cheeks. He begged for mercy. His two hands were trying to cover the wide open part of his body.

"Oh! No...! Don't...!" the woman shouted as the person shackling her hand pushed forward.

One of them greeted him, hugging him tightly. The woman thrashed while screaming. Their bodies fell to the ground. The other three were laughing like they were watching a fun show.

The woman grew more helpless as the others followed. It was in vain that he thrashed and screamed for help until his voice was hoarse. The four are getting wild. Sickness and pain all over his body were crushed by rough hands. "Civilized! Beast...!" Suddenly a loud crackling sounded. The four people were shocked, and when they turned their heads, a white shadow flashed swiftly against them. Unforgiving, their bodies chanted without bias to do any movement. They quickly rise.

Sreth! Almost at the same time they pulled out a machete tucked in the waist. Now in front of them stood a handsome young man in pure white wearing a white vest shirt with the handle of a bird-headed sword on his back. Not wrong again, the handsome young man is Rangga the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

Apparently Rangga had gone out from the bottom of the ravine after some time he had stayed in the Golden Dragon Satria palace at the bottom of the abyss of the Mayit Double Forest. Only a glance Rangga glanced at the woman who was tidying herself wearing clothes back. But some parts of his body are still visible, because his clothes have been torn to shreds four people.

"Who are you? Dare to interfere in our affairs!" snarled one of the.

"I'm Rajawali Sakti's Swordsman!" sahut Rangga cold.

Instantly also their faces pale deathly heard the name of Swordsman Rajawali Sakti called. The four people stepped back a few acts. They look at each other. The name of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti really shook their hearts. Hownot? The name of Pendekar Rajawali Sakti has soared as a swordsman choose a match that is difficult to find comparison.

"You guys, before my mind changes!" grunts Rangga.

Without wasting any more time, the four people immediately galloped away from the place. Rangga turned to face the woman who was now standing with a face still pale in fear. His head bowed, and his aunt trembled like she wanted to say something.

"You should go home soon" said Rangga.

"Thank you, Gusti..," the woman's voice was shriveled.

"You okay?" ask Rangga.

The woman nodded weakly.

"Where's your house?" ask Rangga again "Not far from the Double Forest Mayit, in Watu Ampar Village," said the woman.

"Hm..," Rangga muttered softly. Then he turned and walked away.

"Gusty...."

Rangga stopped his steps without looking at him in the least. The woman rushed over and stood beside the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti.

"Can you take me home? I'm afraid, they'll come back again" the woman pleaded.

Rangga did not answer. He resumed his steps. Watu Ampar Village is not far from the Double Mayit Forest, and it is also located at the foot of Bukit Lawu. Looking at the direction that Rangga went towards Watu Ampar Village, the woman rushed to follow him. He aligned his steps beside Rangga.

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Not long Rangga stopped at the house of the woman he helped. The old woman named Seruni was very grateful with the help of Rangga, but behind the light of his eyes, the Swordsman of the Milky Way was able to get something awkward. The eyelight seemed to hold a great anxiety and fear when Seruni said the four people who almost raped her were released.

On the way to leave the Seruni house, Rangga was still thinking about the attitude of the two girl's parents, as well as the attitude of Seruni who looked strange. Even along the road of this village, Rangga did not see any brightness on the faces of the residents.

"Hhh.., every time you enter a village, there are things that are not pleasant to see" said Rangga.

Rangga entered into a small shop that he first met in Watu Ampar Village. He just ordered a jar of wine. Earlier in the Mayit Double Forest he had eaten a lot of roasted rabbit meat, now only his thirst was left. After all, it had been a long time that he no longer tasted the sweetness of wine.

Rangga had just finished a cup of wine, when some people came in with a noise carrying a young man with a body full of wounds. The man she was carrying seemed to be dead, but her moving chest meant she was still alive. The people who took him put the young man on a long bench. The owner of the shop was busy examining the wound on the young man's body.

"Call Nek Ringgih, he can die if not treated immediately!" the owner of this shop said.

"But, Ki.... Nek Ringgih place is very far away, must enter the middle of the Double Mayit Forest," said one person.

"Then let me go there! Huh, you coward!" grunts the old man of the tavern owner.

"Dad...! Let me go there, "one of them prevents the owner of the shop.

"Hurry, Sarman. Just put my horse on!" said the owner of the shop named Ki Dandung.

Without saying much more, the young man named Sarman immediately ran outside. It seemed that she had some cleverness when she sweetly jumped onto the back of the brown horse tethered under the tree. The brown horse immediately shot up so fast once it was crushed.

The store that was only visited by four people, is now so crowded. It seems like almost the entire population. Watu Ampar Village spilled into this shop. In the corner of the tavern, Rangga could not be seen the faces that crowded this tavern, especially the face of Ki Dandung who was busy cleaning the wounds on the young man's body with clean cold water.

"Pity..," a soft sigh was heard behind Rangga.

The warrior Rajawali Sakti tilted his head slightly. From the corner of her eye's tail, she saw several women popping their heads at the window.

"Truly cruel to him," another mutter sounded.

"What is our village, huh...?"

"Hell, maybe."

Babbles continue to sound. Secretly Rangga noticed every babble that came out of the mouths of the residents who crowded the store Ki Dandung. The more that is heard, the more dizzy it feels like the head of Rangga. He did not know, what was going on in this Watu Ampar Village? And who was that wounded young man? But looking at his injuries, Rangga was able to confirm that the young man had been persecuted. The wounds on his body, evident from the scratches of sharp weapons and lashes. Bruises on his face and body signified the marks of a blow.

"You better disperse! Don't make them pay attention!" yelling Ki Dandung while looking at the people who packed his shop.

"Come on.., let's break up! Disperse all!" yell some people.

The residents who thronged the tavern immediately set foot, returning to their homes. Soon there were only four people who helped Ki Dandung treat the injuries of the young man. Rangga had noticed that three guests of the store also lifted their feet with the departure of the Watu Ampar Village. They apparently took the opportunity not to pay when the store owner was careless.

"Why did it get this way?" ask Ki Dandung.

"He tried to resist when they wanted to bring his sister" said one.

"Then, his parents?"

"Killed killed."

"Too!" sighed Ki Dandung growling.

"They've gone too far, Ki. We can't keep looking at the increasingly rampant cruelty here" one person said.

"You want to rebel?"

The four young men were silent with their heads bowed. From the hilt of the machete embossed on the waist, indicating that the four young men had intelligence. And seeing from the way Ki Dandung spoke and behaved, it seems that the man was not only the owner of a tavern, but also had an influence on the people of Watu Ampar Village.

Highlights sharp eyes and a resolute voice authoritatively make Rangga judge that Ki Dandung is not a random person. Of course he has a stash of silat moves that cannot be taken lightly. At a glance Rangga has seen the fingers of Ki Dandung's handbook. It is very different between ordinary people and people who have silat intelligence.

"You better hold back first. It's not time to do something yet" Ki Dandung said after a long silence.

"Okay, Ki" said the four young men simultaneously. Almost simultaneously they turned around and stepped outside the tavern after Ki Dandung ordered him away. The old man was again busy cleaning up his slightly messy shop. He had a glance at Rangga who was still sitting quietly in the corner. Rangga pretended not to bother at all. Though from the corner of the tail of his eyes he noticed Ki Dandung who was also watching himself as well. There was a glint of suspicion on the look in Ki Dandung's eyes.

Rangga stood up after gulping down his wine. He placed a few pieces of money on the table, then stepped outside without saying a word. But the steps of the Swordsman Rajawali Sakti was stopped when Ki Dandung called him.

"Sir..."

"The price of one urn is nothing, too much payment, sir," said Ki Dandung.

"It's okay, Ki. Think of it as a replacement for your cracked urn" said Rangga again stepping away.

Ki Dandung did not prevent any more. He rushed over to the table where Rangga had just occupied it. Several times his eyes looked towards the urn and Rangga took turns. The wine jar was indeed cracked, it could even be said to have broken. But it's still intact as before. Ki Dandung touched the wine jar, and the urn was instantly messy on the table.

"Hhh..., who is he...?" sigh Ki Dandung muttered to himself.

Ki Dandung again set his eyes on the road. Rangga still looks his back which is further and further away to go towards the North. Ki Dandung took the five pieces of bronze money that Rangga left behind. Five pieces of bronze money could buy ten jars of sweet wine, but this was only to pay one urn of wine alone.

"The level of intelligence is certainly very high, can break the jar without having to look broken. Ah, who is he, huh...?" again Ki Dandung muttered.

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Rangga had indeed deliberately broken the wine jar using the science of 'Angel Dance' learned from the Golden Dragon Satria. The golden fingers of his hands were like they had no energy, and there would be no seeming prowess. If it were done on a person's body, the bones could be crushed, or the person could be paralyzed instantly.

The science of 'Angel's Journey' is indeed very cruel. And Rangga decided not to use it if it was not necessary. Rangga sat hoeing on the rock looking towards Watu Ampar Village. He hoped that Ki Dandung would look for him after he showed his scientific prowess. Long too Rangga waited, but the old man of the shop owner did not also appear.

"You waiting for me, Kisanak?"

"God!" Rangga gasped in shock when he heard a voice from behind.

His lips instantly smiled when he saw Ki Dandung was already standing behind him. Rangga had suspected that the old man who owned the shop had low intelligence. Ki Dandung could be behind him without being able to know at all his arrival. This proves how high the science of lightening the body it has.

"I'm sorry, I invited you in an unusual way" Rangga said as he saluted.

"What do you want from me?" ask Ki Dandung directly.

"Come," said Rangga.

Ki Dandung frowned. Rangga himself did not know, why he did that. Invite this old man by breaking his urn. Such a way is already often used by people among the jungle. And Ki Dandung understood his point. But he became surprised to hear Rangga's answer that felt strange.

"I know, you're not from Watu Ampar Village. I also know you're a young man who has a high level of intelligence. What do you mean invite me that way?" ki Dandung.

"Maybe I want to test my eye assessment" said Rangga just so.

"Not because of this?"

"Maybe."

"Hm, apparently you are interested in the matter in Watu Ampar Village as well. Kisanak, you should just pare your intentions..," said Ki Dandung can immediately catch the real intention of Rangga.

"Why?" ask Rangga astonishment. "Forget it" said Ki Dandung. "If you're just passing by, you better continue your journey."

"Wait!" prevent Rangga when he saw Ki Dandung was about to leave.

"There is nothing interesting in this village" said Ki Dandung.

"The events in your shop were very interesting to my heart" Rangga admitted.

"Destrain your interest, Kisanak. You're gonna sacrifice yourself. They are not random people who can be used as an experiment to test science. Sorry, not that I want to underestimate or underestimate your ability," said Ki Dandung.

"Alright," Rangga gave up. "But, what's really going on in Watu Ampar Village?"

"Only the usual question of people who thirst for position and power. Watu Ampar village is only an event, and later it will also disappear on its own" said Ki Dandung still a secret.

Rangga shrugged his shoulders.

"I have to come back soon, maybe Nek Ringgih has come," Ki Dandung said excusedly.

"Who is Nek Ringgih?" ask Rangga.

"A very skilled healer" said Ki Dandung.

The man who owned the tavern immediately stepped towards Watu Ampar Village. Rangga did not prevent it anymore. He just looked at the old man. His curiosity about the secretive Watu Ampar Village made him think. He again sat on a rock not far from the village border.

"What exactly happened...?"

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Ki Dandung welcomes Nek Ringgih who is accompanied by his friendly grandson. The old female medicine expert immediately examined the injured young man's body, lying on a long bench. His head shook a few times, and his lips clucked like a lizard.

"Teach, prepare an outer wound potion," Nek Ringgih said with his somewhat dry voice.

"Well, Grandma," said Kajar immediately opened the package of shabby cloth he was carrying on his shoulder.

The little boy immediately prepared the potion Nek Ringgih wanted. Very dexterous he worked, his skills concocted medicine like an expert healer, even though he was only eleven years old.

The grandmother and granddaughter worked on treating the young and handsome man without much talk. While Ki Dandung noticed from the angle of his closed shop. Next to Ki Dandung stood his only child who picked up Nek Ringgih earlier.

"Why could he be hurt so much?" nek Ringgih asked after he finished treating the injuries on the young man's body.

"Keroyok," said Sarman before his father preceded.

Nek Ringgih did not ask again. He already knew with Sarman's direct and firm answer. The old woman medicine expert glanced at Kajar who was dressing the wounds on the young man's body.

"You should be able to act, Dandung. You're the former village chief. Do you not pity to see the suffering of the people around you?" Nek Ringgih stared intently at Ki Dandung.

"I'm nobody anymore, Nyi Ringgih. I can't do anything?" there was a desperate tone within Ki Dandung's voice.

"The whole village of Watu Ampar is behind you, Dandung. They won't stand idly by if you move them!"

"By sacrificing many lives? No, Nyi."

"Huh! With silence, too, many lives have been lost. I'm sure, in no time, the entire population of Watu Ampar Village will be exhausted!" nek Ringgih's snort was upset.

"Hhh..," Ki Dandung let out a long and heavy sigh.

"If only Nyi Sirah were alive..," murmured Nek Ringgih slowly.

"Don't take my wife, Nyi!" ki Dandung Sentak.

"I don't understand why you're so far upside down, Dandung. Where's your might? Where's your valour? Your big name, Dandung? You're like a toothless lion waiting to die! I can't believe that your spirit died just because of your wife's death!" Nek Ringgih burned the fire of Ki Dandung's spirit back.

"Already, Nyi! I don't want to hear your sermon anymore. I called you here just to treat Gantar, not to hear your babble!" jendak Ki Dandung was upset.

"Well, okay, if that's what you want, Dandung. I will no longer care about the fate of the tens of people of Watu Ampar Village. But remember, Dandung. You'll regret it on your gun day if you keep acting that way. Remember your wife's death!"

Nek Ringgih immediately pulled Kajar's hand, and took him away. Ki Dandung took a long and heavy breath. His chest seemed to be about to explode hearing Nek Ringgih's words. While Sarman just stared at the departure of the old woman medicine expert. He didn't understand what he was talking about just now. His gaze turned on his father who was just sitting listless without passion. Ki Dandung's face briefly pale, briefly then flushed the saga.

Indeed, since the death of his wife, Ki Dandung so discouraged. He laid down his position as the village chief. Sarman was only about thirteen years old. Sarman did not know why his mother died suddenly, nor did he see her body. Sarman only knew his mother was wrapped in white cloth and buried. His father never said anything about his death. Sarman senses there is something his father has hidden about his mother's death.

"Dad..," softly Sarman's voice.

"Don't ask me, you better take your friend home" Ki Dandung said as he stood up.

Sarman immediately shut up. He did not prevent his father from stepping into his room at the back of this tavern. After a long breath, Sarman immediately approached Gantar who was still unconscious as well. Almost all of Gantar's body was wrapped in Sarman leaning on his friend's body, then took him outside. A young boy soon approached as he saw Sarman taking Gantar outside.

In a horse-drawn carriage, Sarman and his friend take Gantar back home. The son of the former village chief did not say a single word. His mind was still in a frenzy, trying to guess the words he had just heard. Also with the attitude of his father who like no passion anymore. Since the death of his wife, and the laying down of office as the head of the village, Ki Dandung like to forget all his past. He busied himself taking care of his small shop. Since then the situation of Watu Ampar Village has changed. There is no more peace, the population is always filled with anxiety. Substitute village chief Ki Dandung could not be firm, it seemed that he did not care about the state of his village either.

"Hhh..," Sarman took a long, heavy breath.

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