The Lightning King

3

"Eyang. I repeated the last seven times, but...."

The blue-robed grandfather named Legar was still at his mercy. It was not realized that the ten-year-old boy was already cross-legged in front of him with a soft word.

"Eyang's... Eyang Legar," Jaka again called the blue-robed grandfather.

"Eyang Le's...."

"God! Uh, oh.... How many times have you repeated the last move, Jaka?" Eyang Legar immediately stammered, his daydreams about the past with Selasih instantly vanished.

"Seven times, Eyang."

"Seven times?"

"Yes, Eyang. Has there been an increase?"

Eyang Legar did not immediately answer the question of the little boy before him. His heart immediately snapped. It was only realized that he had not paid attention to the training of his adopted grandson. His mind was too preoccupied with his past. Eyeang Legar's face was actually flushed red, but he was soon able to hold it.

"Try me one more time" he asked.

Jaka did not argue. He immediately got up, and immediately played out the final move in earnest.

Plok, plok, plok...!

"Good! Very good, a great improvement. The last move you played was so perfect, Jaka," praised Eyang Legar or the Life-Hunting Ghost, as he stroked his beard.

"What will bring down the other styles?"

Eyang Legar did not answer the question of the little boy before him. His sharp old eyes immediately looked at Jaka's face. It was as if, the blue-robed grandfather wanted to know, what was stored in the mind of the boy before him.

A moment later, Eyang Legar took a deep breath. Maybe this is the time he tells who he really is, as well as providing reasons why he did not lose all the knowledge he had.

"I'm sorry, Jaka. It feels like all the knowledge I have does not deserve to be inherited by a good boy like you, "the gentle but sure word that comes out of the mouth of Eyang Legar.

"Why can that be, Eyang? Is it because I'm too small to inherit all your intelligence?"

Eyang Legar shook his head.

"You don't know yet who the real Eyang is, Jaka."

"I mean Eyang?" Jaka stared straight, directly piercing into the eyeballs of Eyang Legar.

"As a young man, I was a martial artist who was respected by opponents and friends. None of the martial jungle figures were able to match my superiority. They are proud of what they have. However, that pride had led me to a pride that eventually spawned a lot of unrest. Eyang turned into a cruel martial figure. Extortion and murder I often do. Until in the end, I called myself a Life Hunter Ghost" said Eyang Legar.

The Life Hunter Ghost stopped the story for a moment. He saw the little boy in front of him. It seems, he wants to pour

every feeling. While the one being stared at just looked down, like trying to understand the words of his teacher.

"That word is indeed so haughty it sounds in the ears. But I was so proud at that time. I also slaughter more often. Anyone who dares to deal with me must also dare to give up his life. How many great figures have I conquered and sent to the afterlife. However, when one day Eyang met Selasih..," the blue-robed grandfather stopped his story while throwing his face to the right, to avoid his adopted grandson from seeing that his eyes began to spread. She didn't want her crying to be known to Jaka.

"What did Selasih conquer?" jaka asked to know.

"No Jaka," said Eyang Legar while shaking his head.

"Then...."

The Life Hunter Ghost directed his gaze at Jaka's face, his eyes unblinking. A moment later from his mouth flowed a story about him and Selasih.

"Because of Selasih, I was willing to abandon my habit of always dealing with blood and death. Because of Selasih I was willing to disappear from the jungle and go far into seclusion to this mountain."

Back Jaka bowed to hear the story of Eyang Legar.

"I think you understand why I didn't inherit the knowledge I had. I don't want you to be known as a black guy. Those who dabble in the jungle, have known very well the moves I have. And they have also classified me in a cult, "Eyang Legar explained.

This blue-robed grandfather placed both of his hands that looked still stocky on Jaka's shoulders. While the ten-year-old boy remained seated.

"But don't worry, Jaka," continued Eyang Legar.

"I'll try to get you together with Selasih."

Jaka raised his head. A ray of excitement emanated clearly from his pure white face.

"The one who will take me as a disciple...."

"Call her Dear Princess."

*

The night slowly crept. The dry wind blows strong enough. Even so, the biting chill seemed to be ignored by the two fast-moving black shadows. While the crescent moon was hanging above, powerless to illuminate the fast-moving man. Their faces are hard to understand.

"Is it still far from the residence of Eyang Putri Selasih, Eyang?" ask someone who is very young. He's about ten years old. However, the science of running fast should be proud.

"You're tired?" who was asked instead asked back while staring at the face of the little boy who was struck by the crescent moonlight.

"Slightly, Eyang," the ten-year-old said as he adjusted his somewhat hunting breath.

"Still strong to run far?" asked the blue-robed grandfather inquisitively.

The little boy who was asked did not immediately answer. His feet move fast. The blue-robed grandfather who was indeed Eyeang Legar and nicknamed Ghost Hunter Life smiled to watch the behavior of his adopted grandson.

They again ran quickly through the night that was getting farther away, accompanied by an increasingly piercing cold to the bone marrow. In the middle of his fast run, Eyeang Legar still had time to hear the sound of hunting breath coming out of the nose of his adopted grandson.

"If it's not strong, say it frankly, Jaka!" eyang Legar said while slowing down his run.

Jaka was about to respond to his eye-to-eye speech, but before his intention was conveyed, suddenly....

"Hup...! This is better for you, Jaka," Eyang Legar lifted the little boy's body over his shoulder.

"This way we'll get there faster."

After saying so, Eyeang Legar immediately sped up his run. Meanwhile, the night is getting older. The two black shadow figures had now become one, running at a speed that was hard to measure. And now, they stopped in front of a large building around which was lined with mahogany trees.

The blue-robed grandfather floated a glance across the large building in a simple impression. In front of the house there are steps a few steps to contact the main room. Eyang Legar continued to cast his eyes on the dim house by some lights attached to the wall. Suddenly....

"hip! Hip...!"

Out of nowhere it came, knowing three body figures slumped forward with a silvery sword transverse in front of the chest. They turned out to be young children who had pretty good body parts. Tall and stocky.

"Who are you?!" snapped one of the thick-moustached, but shorter in stature than the two colleagues.

"And why are we here these nights?"

The three young men who confronted the blue-robed grandfather looked at each other.

"What is Grandpa's relationship with our teacher?"

"I'm his old friend. Just tell me, Legar wants to meet."

"Those nights? You must have brought bad intentions!" as a young person of higher stature.

"There may be a friend with bad intentions, Young Man. Please meet us with your teacher" said Eyang Legar softly, accompanied by his sweet smile.

"Tomorrow the morning Grandpa is back!"

"I have to meet Nyi Selasih now," still softly the voice of the blue-robed grandfather.

"We couldn't wake the teacher. If that's what we did, it would have disrupted his sleep. While our teacher would most not like it if his sleep is disturbed. Then it's better Grandpa comes again tomorrow morning," break up young man with handsome, but protruding jaw. The young man was indeed a little calm compared to his two friends.

"I told you, I have to meet your teacher tonight, too," asserted Eyang Legar slowly, but the pressure of his voice was enough to awaken the anger of the three young people who confronted him.

"Can't! And don't force us to take the path of violence!"

"Patience, Young Man," hold Eyang Legar when the sword of one of the men who confronted him swung upward.

"I won't force you if you don't want to wake your teacher. But let me wake your teacher."

"Bad!"

The young man who had just undo the swing of his sword, now without hesitation raised his weapon. And powerfully his sword was slashed into the base of the neck of Eyang Legar.

"Uts!"

Eyang Legar lowered his head slightly, so that the youngster's silvery sword strike only hit an empty spot. But the blue-robed grandfather realized that the attack carried out by the opponent was not kidding. Accompanied by the deep exertion, the youngster's slash was quite dangerous as well.

"To rat!" ma ki the young man, watching his attack met no target. But he is not desperate. Back his sword swung out and slashed at the bottom of the blue-robed grandfather.

Wuttt...!

"Hip!"

Eyang Legar banged his body upwards. And the little boy next to her. They simultaneously bounced upwards and landed lightly simultaneously on the ground.

"Remove, Jaka. Let me take care of these people first" said Eyang Legar.

"Okay, Eyang," said Jaka. The ten-year-old boy immediately stepped away from the fighting arena. And indeed, those people wanted even more of Eyang Legar.

Meanwhile, watching his friend always hit the empty space, the tall and slightly thin youngster came forward to help the attack. His silvery sword that had been unsheathed earlier, was thrust towards the blue-robed grandfather's stomach.

"Eit!"

Eyang Legar quickly tilted his body to the right. Then the high-statured youngster's attack darted several spears from, the opponent's waist. But not to mention that Eyeang Legar fixed the location of its foundation, again came an attack from the young man with a thick mustache.

Wutt!

"Yep...!"

Eyang Legar thrust his foot into the air and performed a round twice to dodge the next attack. However, not to mention his feet stepping on the ground, the silver sword prowess again threatened his feet.

"Hip!"

Eyang Legar quickly raised a bit of his leg. And as soon as the silvery sword was right under his feet, with a slight amount of inner exertion, it was used as a foothold to re-bouncy into the air.

"Revelation...!" shouted Eyang Legar, while attacking back towards the body of the young man with a bushy mustache.

The youngster tilted his body to the left, dodging the blue-robed grandfather's attack which seemed to be playful. But he was again flabbergasted to see the speed of the sudden kick of Eyeang Legar already in front of his face.

"Hup!"

Quickly the bushy mustachioed youngster dropped himself to the left side, then rolled several times. But Eyang Legar did not pursue. Meanwhile, a middle attack threatened the waist of the Life Hunter Ghost. And....

"Hip...!"

Dugm!

"Akh...!"

The tall young man who was supporting the blue-robed grandfather was holding his stomach which was hit by a footstroke. His mouth seemed to grimace, enduring the pain and nausea that invaded his stomach. It was unexpected that the blue-robed grandfather accompanied the inner power on his kick.

"I've told you, I mean here not accompanied by evil intentions," said Eyeang Legar trying to hold a handsome young man who wanted to join the attack.

Meanwhile, the other young people just looked at each other. While the young man who had been kicked, had risen to his feet and approached his friends.

"If I mean evil, for a moment your lives have been sent to the afterlife," continued Eyang Legar as he approached the little boy who had been a spectator since.

"If you mean well, why don't you follow our request to come again tomorrow morning?" asked the handsome young man who stood out.

"Because I have a need that cannot be delayed until tomorrow, Young man," said Eyang Legar while throwing a smile.

"That's just your excuse! Hiyaaat...!" The moustached young man who had a hard disposition, attacked again. This time his silvery sword thrust towards the heart of Eyang Legar. But back the blue-robed grandfather was bouncy while carrying Jaka. Then, they landed softly a few spears from his attacker.

"Well...!"

"Hold it!"

A strong impact suddenly came from the direction of the main door. Thus, making the young man of high stature and thick mustache was undo his attacks.

"There was an uninvited guest apparently," a soft remark that came out of the lips of a woman who was old enough.

"Why didn't you wake me, if Legar came?"

All the young people who were there were silent. Their faces were immediately bowed.

"And you, Kakang Legar. Why didn't you come first? You've taken the three of them by surprise, Kakang. Oi! Sentanu, Raharja, Sudana, why bengong there? Go back to your place!"

"We are back, Nyi," Sentanu said, gesturing to his two friends.

The old woman then developed a smile while nodding her head. While the three young men immediately turned their bodies around, after first nodding their heads at the blue-robed grandfather. So, Eyang Legar also replied with a nod of the three young people's farewells before him.

"They're three of your students, Selasih?" eyang Legar asked, after the three youngsters who had just attacked, disappeared from before him.