Story of Mystery 2

THE MYSTERY OF RIMBA BARA: A Family of Travelers

It was past midnight when Baskara said goodbye. On the way back to the cottage his mind was still shrouded in questions about various things that had just been told by Ki Raganata.

Suddenly the daydream was broken. His sharp ears heard the smooth movement of the grove of trees to his right.

In front, the hut was not far away, there were only about two hundred spears left. He stopped his steps, his sharp instincts smelling danger. Unknowingly his hand clasped the headwaters of the sword draped at his waist.

He observed the thick trees wrapped in darkness. He heard no more disturbing sounds, but he was sure that something was lurking behind the trees. Ls it? Or maybe....

Baskara took a deep breath, at her emposia of bravery. Slowly he shifted his steps, now he showed the trunks of trees on his right side. Determinedly. Might as well. But he is not just any young man without supplies. May the old man describe the horrors of mystical beings, but that does not mean that the courage of shortness just disappears.

Not to mention reaching the first tree, his watchful eyes saw a flash thrust from the darkness. Baskara was on standby with his fighting horses. Sure enough, a black figure lunged with a roar, as if to send Baskara tribe to the realm of death in one lunge.

Oops! Baskara rolled to the side, not daring to make a move attack, as long as the enemy is not clear what it looks like.

But apparently the opponent seemed to have only one goal, namely to take his life. Having so failed at the first attack, he quickly turned around and pounced on Baskara, accompanied by an even more crazed roar.

The tiger! Shouted the young man in his heart.  Although the enemy was not clear in the dark, twice attacked, and twice he heard a roar, it was enough to know who his opponent was.

The young man rushed back to avoid. Now he does not hesitate to retaliate to attack, such animals if not given a painful blow, will not later retreat from again. So with the motion of the Sky-Shattering Dragon, a thunder-powered fist was struck to the bottom of the body of the king of the forest.

Aughhk!! Oh..!!

Baskara's punch was right on target, the wild animal that became his enemy roared and fell. Amazingly the ruler of the forest was able to rise. No doubt the young man returned to prepare a more devastating blow.

But apparently the power of the opponent is not even anymore, because once standing from the fall, not attacking what he did, but with a soft roar darted away from the arena.

Baskara bengong for a moment in his place. Uh, is it over? He looked at the tiger leaving. Just this time the discovery of wild animals during this forest, which was clearly an event just now was a sign he had to increase alertness.

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The night changed in the morning, and the morning moved towards noon, from the north looked two horse carriages on the race slowly. Each carriage was pulled by four horses. The first train sais of a middle-aged man, his body looks big and stocky, wearing thick leather clothes, maintaining a thick mustache and sideburns as well. A beaded necklace adorned her neck. Next to him sat a woman, with black hair in a bun. Her face implied that she was not young anymore, but her beauty was still able to tempt the hearts of the youths.

The second carriage was even more interesting, the sais was a beautiful virgin, her long black hair was allowed to unravel. He was wearing a simple purple dress, a sword perched on his back. One of the main characteristics, namely a green stone bracelet that decorates his arm. While beside her, there sat another girl, whose beauty was not inferior to the first girl, dressed in green, with no sword on her back, and no beauty, but in his left hand was a whip that was rolled tightly grasped, as if it were the life of both. And what's fascinating is, her hair is blonde.

The group of two cars moved eastward, spreading the green grass. Once at the boundary of the meadow and the dense of the trees, the first horse sais pulled the reins, the horse carriage slowly stopped.

"Gee!" yelling man with a sideburn. As soon as his train stopped perfectly, he jumped down, walked around and helped his companion get off the train.

The second car stopped behind him. Two girls got off with one jump. Not how much they seem busy. The horses were removed from the carriage and led to a grassy field. Set the train position. Taking out tools, short chairs made of wood, collecting dry rods. stones and arranging them into furnaces. Looks like the group is used to staying in the open.

By the afternoon one blonde girl was setting a torch and lighting it, their busyness continued by preparing the cauldron and starting to light the furnace, seemingly about to prepare dinner.

From far away Baskara can see the arrival of the riding troupe, especially the cottage is on a higher plateau. Who is that riding troupe? But his curiosity had to be held, all day he was busy helping Laras and Tanjung. It has been told the existence of the parents, they are excited to hear it, because it turns out they are not alone.

"Then we must cook more legs, is not pity the old man alone, at least every day once we send him food" Tanjung said.

Baskara agreed, so he was also busy, from the one who filled the water, collecting wood, catching game animals. In addition, his promise supported the idea of Laras that morning, namely his desire to grow vegetables and plants around the cottage.

"We do not know Kakang, how long will stay here, at least you should be careful, if you can produce vegetables and plants that can be consumed, he said, isn't it lightening and it could be our stock in tough times?" reason for the time.

Finally Baskara began to bulldoze the soil on the side of the cottage. All work can be completed by late afternoon. He also brought food to Ki Raganata, who was thanked by his parents.

Later that night after enjoying dinner, he gave permission to two girls. "There are newcomers to the east, I think it's good to visit, who knows what exciting information."

"Can we go with Kakang?" tanya Tanjung's.

Baskara shook her head, "Not now, we don't know who they are yet, you stay first in the cottage, if they're good people, of course next time you guys take it."

Although it looks disappointed, Laras and Tanjung do not argue.

Baskara then exited the cottage. From the front, two lights can be seen, one in the west and one in the east. In the west comes from the yellow crystal belonging to Ki Raganata, from the east comes from the place where the group is on a train.

It didn't take long for Baskara to reach his destination, he could see the origin of the light from the torch. Another flame came from the fireplace, there were some people looking to sit in a circle.

One of them was seen standing, apparently aware of Baskara's presence.

The man smiled and greeted the young man.

"Ah, it is our pleasure to have guests, from whom is this young master!" ask the cambang then.

"I'm Mr. Baskara, a wandering young man, happened to build a hut not far from here, to the south," replied Baskara in a gesture pointing to the direction the hut was located.

"Oh so, sorry sir, we should have been to the master's cottage then, but since then we were still busy with berberes, so had not had time to travel around in this region. Introduce our family, I'm Kudeto, and that, the beautiful mistress over there is my wife, Syakila, and the two maidens who are like angels, the fruit of our love, Nadia and Iliana," reply kindly, introduce yourself and the pride of his family. Many times Baskara smiled, returning the friendly smile of this family of newcomers.

"Please sir, join us, sit down, let us speak well" Kudeto said.

Baskara did not refuse, indeed he deliberately came to pry for information, who knows there are interesting things that can be obtained.

Not long seated, Madam Syakila presented a tray of drinks and sweets in front of her. "Please young master, don't hesitate."

"Thank you Madam" replied Baskara.

"Ha ha. Mr. Baskara, my wife is very good at cooking, it is fortunate that you are treated to the results of her cooking," said Kudeto cheerfully.

The young man knew the attitude, he drank the water he was serving and plucked a loaf of bread and ate it, "Unbelievable master, it is true that Madam Syakila is good at cooking, this bakery is so delicious," praise the young man.

Kudeto laughed again, Mrs Syakila herself smiled shyly to sting the young man's praise.

After eating the second loaf, Baskara's mouth said, "Sorry Mr. Kudeto, seeing this kind of chariot, and it turns out that the master is driving a family troupe, where are you really going?"

The one asked did not immediately answer, his eyes were rolling towards his wife. "According to sir?" he said ask back.

Baskara. Is the question inappropriate? He looked at Kudeto, "I'm sorry if my question just wasn't worthy of you."

"Ha ha ha. The master is a good man, yet-yet-apologizing. No sir, again no, your question is appropriate. Please don't get me wrong. This is because the first time we met the master, it is only natural that we are careful, because out there we have often encountered humans who are not good-hearted."

Baskara nodded trying to understand

"We are a host family of travelers, our home is these trains, where we use them to drive, work, and rest. Where are our destinations? It was in accordance with the pace of the horses and destiny took us. Day or night is not an obstacle for us to travel. Actually we usually go around from one residence to another. But things are not safe lately, several times we were ambushed on the way." said Kudeto.

"attacked? By whom sir?" ask the young man.

"Master doesn't know yet?"

"I haven't stayed here long, sir" replied Baskara.

Kudeto frowned, "Astrip from the outside world?" guess it.

Baskara.

Kudeto twists his thick mustache. "Worthy," he said, glancing back at his wife. "If you don't know yet, you need to be careful. Especially at night, because the creatures lurk and attack in the dark."

"What creatures, sir?"

"We call them the Gulots" answered Kudeto briefly.

Baskara became interested in his conversation with Kudeto. Yesterday Ki Raganata mentioned about the demons, and now the leader of the wandering family called the Gulots. Both need to be aware.

"What are these Gulots like, sir?" tanyanya.

"They were like humans, had heads, hands, and feet, but always went out at night, clustered, had pointed claws. His penchant for attacking and eating people" answered Kudeto plainly.

"Eating humans?" ask the young man who does not believe.

"True sir, therefore be careful..."

Seriate.