
I play my double stick..spin forward cross and back to my armpits..muter to my back and my belly..The stomach that when I wrote this story has been sagging and saggy…it used to be sixpack if now one pack so gambotnya….
my besieger there are three people.all have removed the belt buckle.ehm….
They seemed amazed by my double stick game……
ehm...double stick made locally from wood glugu..I also did not expect to use it.actually it has not been maen beginning….
My daydream was broken, when a man named Suddin attacked me.... “kita’ mana ki’...brannyya enter our village!!!!…don't ko` like being accommodated by people na!!!!”…he said with a thick Palopo accent…..
Double stickku..berdesing rotate sometimes past the back and armpits...I'm lazy to explain a lot.because accommodated these Datuk all tucked badik on his left waist…..round I played slowly and taut.so that they are difficult to mark the direction of my attack..soul “Mana Sirri Ta’….
“hajar palle..!!!…borongi mami..!!!….god jolo!!!…new give me a moment to ….Hajj Aling.”….
Suddenly the buckle attack almost hit my head.and my sabetan was right from the bottom tilted towards his chin…..
brooooggggg...not falling back but....my attack made him fall forward....hugh.he hit the dusty road where I fought…..
Tau his friend nyungsep even more blindly..double stickku sliding spirit overcome the wobble of the two remaining humans.all of a sudden pull badik....in the tradition of bugis if the badik has been unplugged abstain from eating blood….. a short-range puncture will definitely occur…
Stubby while I stepped back the church many times….
his friend also pulled badik….
two badik against double stick….
my movements reduced….
while stepping back set the breath…
I held my double stick with my two hands….
I put it over my head…
The dust was blown by the Belopa coastal wind…
knowingly thugs all.formerly this area under the control of the rebels DI/TII.Kahar Mudzakar…..
every double stick I do they are alert to my attack……..
Many ask what is a church retreat.Reverse the church jumped back like a sparrow foraging on the ground he would go forward or back his legs jumping together…..
well my steps back together, their attacks are increasingly loosened.I further reduce the attractive movement…..
if forward sambar and backward..always so and so..they are also jerry if it is eaten double stick baton mine.while I hold a short distance still space needed….they started to split up something I had expected…
The chance of winning is even greater, in a double stick game if your position is split even more easily attacked because the swing takes time and place……
I jumped at a young man named Fadli waiting for his body to stab and stab..
a split second of my instinct told me to attack him.The left named Allaydrus.forward and I to the right jumped while kicking in the air.he did not expect….and a little bit sniffing back and my double stick is spinning hoeing his head..beeet..and he complained.and continued the fall like a backward ngayang...while I landing less perfect.double stick me half bounced back…as a result, the man named Allydrus retreated in fear of a follow-up attack from my double stick…
I saw Fadli begin to wake up and still staggered.Secret I lay and also spelled his body.My eyes are now flushed…like wayang golek controlled the puppeteer…
The blood of the tiger commander from Banten, I also do not know why from Banten my qodam….this is the science of “tengara tiger”...anyone the opponent will shudder against the roar of the tiger qodamku...except people who believe thick and powerful in a high level….Fadli was still amazed while I ran chasing towards Sudding.he realized while reaching his left waist.seeking a badik tucked in his waist.double stickku looking for victims…and Sudding managed to dodge a split second and I saw his eyes as closed…..
Double stickku swinging down..attack after and... wuuutt...kusendal to the top...hugh..perut towards the chest hit hard and moment of side stroke hit on his right arm….and bllummm….. Fadli was still trying to make Allaydrus siuman. but in vain because he was still not hit by the attack earlier……
Now there is only one left, it is easy to continue the fight. I am not in a hurry anymore.while walking I rotated a circle double stickku… the man named fadli came forward and lunged.... hiaatt!!!!!….
Single attack of a dead-end village thug.desian doble stick must have collapsed.I gulped to the left side avoiding his stab that blindly leads to the chest….simultaneously the right leg imprints his leg and double stick me coiled above the head.and was hit by a crushing attack on his back…. his body and face have been covered with dust like a fake chicken KFC flour wrap on the roadside.mmm…but strangely if in Tuban people drink blocks not restless despite heavy drunk.the name is not a beam but known as a toak.he said anyway from the word “metoto karo nyuuwawak”……terms that rely on tricks so people want to get drunk….
the beam in Belopa is called in Tuban toak buthek because it is cloudy like milk, without being given bagag or mixture.Kalo dibuban it is given a mixture called babag, krn pake skin aka pelem aka mango.orang tuban names mango with pencit.... indeed a bit strange this old city.kalo pengen asem ya kasih bag asem bark….if you want bitter add bag mahogany wood.is actually the same so that the taste of drunk more top, but strangely in Tuban even though drunk people no fighting, just hanging out spending time… in Tuban people use toast is a piece of bamboo and covered with the skin of the fruit of the shiva and tuban people always say woh ntal.isitilah it is actually an ancient Javanese language , lontar is an ancient paper used as a substitute for paper in writing satra work..from the time of Majapahit ..malah era of the kingdom of Daha or Kadiri is already known to the ntal or ental as a stationery, if in Bugis call it lontara’ a kind of book...from lontar leaves..nah if you ever eat at a restaurant around Panakukang Makassar there is Lontara Restaurant…..like ho-no-co-ro-ko.read pa... ba....nga….
Fadli who has not been aware of the pain I picked up badik that was not released..Badik typical Shoppeng named lagencong..from Sudding badik Luwu…like market class...not special....... arrived from a distance I saw many people come and surround me.....”stop!!!!!!! “………