The Black Pirates

CH. 21 – More Description

At the same time as Captain Lasha who arrived at the village of Anmala. Tabra is walking with the kidnapper's boss. He wanted to take her to the healer's place to find out more about the kidnapper's boss's curse.

Both the kidnapper's boss's hands are tied to a rope. Straps that were previously given guards, pulled like a goat, Tabra became the spectacle, attention, and gaze of many people, their eyes centered on one point. Gosh gosh? They were quite astonished why there was a child casually attracting someone older than him.

However, they did not dare to rebuke him because they knew that Tabra was a worthy child. Everyone in the village knew that he was the son of Captain Lasha's accomplice. In addition, just now passed, as they gathered, each staring at a child who had succeeded in launching an attack on a pirate, it further added to the prestige in the eyes of the people.

The kidnapper's boss pretended to be guntai. “Hei, boy. Slow down a little ...” He displays a lethargic voice. On the other hand, his face was covered in sweat. He seska slowly. Tabra was the same, but she did not complain.

Hot air blows, coconut leaves seem to wave, but forced to be touched by the wind.

Tabra sighed, looking at the kidnapper's boss. “Pellown? Just yummy. The sooner we get there, the better than overheating.” He grunted annoyedly.

The man nodded, smiling. “Ah, yes. Right, what are you saying. Besides, I have an idea, we better run?” That guy gave me a familiar—sok suggestion.

Tabra laughs. “Good idea. All right, we'll run!” He reflexively patted the shoulder.

Preparation to run. With the horses steady, the hand of the kidnapper boss still tied, the rope held by Tabra.

NGUS! They're driving the pace. They ran with all their might. The sun is hot. Along the way, the clattering of steps echoed down the streets.

A few moments passed, they were exhausted, inhaling a breath for a moment, returning some vigor. They sit in the middle of the road. The kidnapper's boss protects the face from the scorching sun. The one who walked looked at them full of question marks and astonishment.

Gosh gosh? There is no work. It's a hot day like this, running around, exhausted. Stupid, choosing to rest in the middle of the road. Some people who walk nag, some mutter.

Tabra looked at everyone's face, no matter what. He's tired, the kidnapper boss is just as tired. Close to the view, there is a Pavilion.

Tabra smiled happily. “Pavilliun, we better stop by that Pavilliun!” Tabra stood up and pointed.

He walked by pulling a piece of rope in his hand, resting firmly on his footing pulling the kidnapper's boss who remained firmly seated. The power is almost drained, not the power to pull.

“Do you want to die here?” Tabra asked angrily, glaring.

The kidnapper boss laughed out a drool as he uttered, “Cih, you just can't pull me!”

“Ayolah ...” Tabra tried to pull, strengthen his resolve until he fell. The kidnapper boss laughed.

Not for long, he let down the sound of laughter. “Bokah, I feel sorry for you. All right, I'll obey you.” Suddenly he stood up, speaking a little differently from his habits.

They walked to Pavilliun, rested there, after resting, Tabra continued the journey with the man.

Time passed, they had reached the place of the physician's existence. Knocking door. The doctor opened the door. “Tabib, I've brought the culprit. He's the one!” Without further ado, Tabra chanted a speech, pointing to the kidnapper's boss.

“Oh, so he's the culprit. People who have poisoned Akma Jaya.” The physician took a breath, stroking his white beard.

“True, he's the one. The person who has poisoned Akma Jaya!” Tabra was filled with angry looks. His hands clenched, tired during the trip lost floating. The kidnapper boss snorted, about to laugh.

The man was dragged to the wall, snared tightly. As the moment progressed, Tabra asked the healer to start the question.

The healer looked towards the kidnapper's boss. “Can you tell me the truth? How did you poison Akma Jaya?”

The man smiled, squinting eyes full of cynicism, snorting. “If I tell you about it, you guys will definitely get bored because the story will be long, heh. You'll be tired, do you want to listen to it?” Full length, start and end are different. Bottom line.

“Before I tell you, take off this rope, I have trouble telling stories with my hands tied.” The kidnapper's boss was on foot, staring at the two of them.

Tabra snapped, glaring. “Do you think we're stupid. Quick storytelling!” A child who was seen as small was urgently angry.

The kidnapper boss nodded in lethargy. “Alright, I will tell you the boy and you the old man.” He made a hoarse voice, momentarily bowing.

The kidnapper boss looked back at them. “But, I've had good luck. In my pocket there's an injection. He didn't realize the moment I attacked, that's when I injected a bit of poison into the area of his hand. Stupidly, he was unaware.” The kidnapper boss laughed, continued speaking. “The poison belongs to the usual category, in general after exposure, flows in the bloodstream and within twenty-four hours, the poison is spread throughout the body, then paralyze the member of the sufferer.”

“Also, I'm annoyed. When he told Captain Lasha he wanted to make me a slave. I refused again, rebelling Captain Lasha, but unfortunately, he obeyed the wishes of his son and made me a slave.”

“At that time, there were some gaps. I re-injected the poison, this time, the poison I injected was a little deadly insect poison mixed with some other poison. I have long studied the science of poison, I made the antidote for myself, I was wary if when making it, it could have hit me...”.

The kidnapper boss was silent for a moment. Laugh back. “But, the poison was fast, exactly one day passed, Akma Jaya was already lying down, now a year passed, she was still lying weak, unable to open her eyes, she said, even move members and in a few more years he will die.” The kidnapper's boss explained at length. He laughed with satisfaction, very loudly. Tabra and the healer are still waiting for the continuation of the story of the kidnapper's boss.

The kidnapper's boss took a deep breath, then laughed. “In fact, the poison has been mixed up, no antidote can to cure it!” The man continued, still laughing.

Tabra pulled his collar. “Before, you said you made the antidote. Then, why did you come back saying there was no antidote. Are you lying?” Tabra was throwing a lot of anger.

“Simple, boy. The antidote I haven't tried. Hahaha, I have not confirmed, even I doubt that the antidote can cure the poison, I have injected two poisons in his body, two mixed poisons, he will die. Haha. He's going to die!” The kidnapper boss laughed satisfied.

BUKS! Tabra hit the face. “Civilized!! You're outrageous!” He shouted out loud.

Hearing him, the person increased the volume of the voice, the more the satisfied laugh. “Hei, boy. You need to know, Captain Lasha's attitude is more savage, more outrageous, she deserves it!” The kidnapper boss looked seriously.

Tabra sighed. The physician did not interfere, the old man chose to leave without a word.

“The behavior of the two is the same. Equally outrageous, Akma Jaya is a droplet from the descendants of Captain Lasha, she deserves it!! Stupidly. You keep defending, even being her best friend!” Full of reproach. BUKS! Again, Tabra slapped him.

The kidnapper boss laughed, wanting to wipe his face, but his hands were tied. He moved his head. “Before he becomes an ocean threat, it's better he dies!! Didn't you realize when he was at his age, his abilities already exceeded mine, think about it, boy. When he grows up, is young or old, the whole ocean will be a threat, the ocean needs calmness!” The guy explains the reason—dusta is masked in kindness.

Tabra growling. BUKS! he hit the wall. “You talk a lot, take unilateral decisions, assume that he will threaten the ocean with the abilities he has. While all that is not necessarily the case, I will guide Akma Jaya, watch over her, even we are different pirates from you, the kidnappers. We are also different from the other pirates.”

The kidnapper's boss stared in anger. “You pirates are the same, you are robbing, plowing the ocean. Is your group entitled to life?” Screaming loudly. Self-stimulating.

Tabra stared, showing a simple smile, not sweet, not bitter—balanced.

“You need to know about the facts because you have misrecognized Captain Lasha's attitude. He's been different, you said something long gone. My father once told me about Captain Lasha, about her attitude. Captain Lasha has changed, she is not what you said, and you also equate us with other pirate groups!” Tabra replied, parrying the words.

The kidnapper boss laughed again. “Your father has been brainwashed by Captain Lasha, you so easily trusted him.” Laugh, just a little speech. In fact, mixed.

“Really?” Tabra remembers it—truly. But, how could the kidnapper's boss know about his father, while Tabra only rarely met. The boss of the kidnapper let alone— never.

Tabra glared sharply. “I will tell you a little story, about my father, he sailed the sea, traveled to various countries with Captain Lasha, at that time Dad told me, noon—the sun shines brightly, day, sailing down the seas until they lay in a region, its inhabitants poor, filling the day with begging, Captain Lasha moved the orals, commanding his men to give them the spoils. My father told me about Captain Lasha, about everything, he changed since marrying Haima.”

Tabra tells little of the stories he knew of his father, where the attitude of generosity, concern Captain Lasha to the poor, even in a new territory he stopped by. Not seeing or being known.

The kidnapper's boss is spraying saliva. “Cih, do you know, Haima is the girl that Captain Lasha kidnapped, you're too praising, boy!! You're not—”

“Stop your talk, just give me the antidote!" Tabra quickly cut the words, squeezed the collar, stared intently.

The kidnapper boss smiled cynically not answering, Tabra forced out full of anger, hands bound, the person could not resist. Just a little action. Tabra has an idea. As strong as a man, whoever he is. Tabra muttered that anyone would be helpless in the face of the tickle.

The kidnapper boss laughed forcefully, holding amusedly. Yes, the way it worked, Tabra laughed with satisfaction. Out of power, the kidnapper's boss can not resist, even though he can fight through a step. Probably not thought of by him.

“The antidote is in my pocket, you can take it yourself.” The kidnapper boss spoke up, he was exhausted. Tabra picks up, leaving the kidnapper's boss lying tired.

Tabra looking for a healer. A moment passed, he handed the antidote to her. The healer held the antidote, now he rushed to check the poison in Akma Jaya's body, comparing the match between the poison and the antidote.

The healer continued to dwell on the antidote, examining and researching more deeply for the healing of Akma Jaya, while the man was returned to the breeding ground.