The Mist of Love of the Angel

08. The Dawn of East Upuk

Raksa stood upright in the courtyard at the house of Raden Wirang. In front of him the village leaders crowded around, whispering about the situation before them.

Raden Wirang-aya immediately brought his wife in. Put it on the bed. The face of the woman who had cared for and accompanied him for twenty years. Passing through joy and sorrow.

His full name is Darmiliawati. The village girl he meets while on an adventure seeks experience. The love story they intertwine is not as smooth as the palace walls. Full of twists, doubts due to distance and time apart.

He had to convince his father who doubted his choice. The mother seemed neutral but quietly supported her.

He also had to fight against the subtle few noble girls who had proffered the Father and their own parents. He subtly rejected everything. Until everyone leaves the choice to her.

Lovingly he kissed his wife's head. Covering him with a typical woven blanket of his village. Yeast Blek.

The blanket was the craft of these village girls. They should be able to weave similar fabrics in numbers - only a dozen are considered mature and ready to marry. While the prospective husband must keep the cow until the betrothed. Proof of maturity and ability to look after and search for rizki.

What a sublime customary order. Because the household is a serious thing, it takes a lot of things to successfully live it.

The middle-aged Raden Wirang got out of bed and went out to meet the crowd. He beckoned Raksa to sit down. Betel guests are placed in front of him as a procedure for welcoming guests.

A few quiet moments greeted everyone present. Raksa sat opposite Raden Wirang Baya. Beside him the village elders sat cross-legged waiting for the clarity of the purpose of the arrival of the young man in front of them.

After a while Raden Wirang-aya asked Raksa to introduce himself and tell him the purpose of his arrival.

The public is in doubt because it is personal. But Raden Wirang baya straightened out that here they are one family. The department is just a symbol. The goal is only to create an orderly and disciplined life. Beyond that they are the same, family.

Raksa told me the meaning of his arrival. Seeking clarity about who his parents are.

Raden Wirang baya was silent for a moment. After a while he looked at the village elders. Everyone present did not dare to look at his face for long.

Raden Wirang baya apologized to everyone present. All this time he had been hiding one thing.

Nineteen years ago, when his wife was pregnant old he took her away with the excuse of visiting the elderly. But actually he went to hide the birth of his son. After birth anskniyu handed over to a sakti. Wind Forced Swordsman. He wants his son to become a warrior. But he was actually worried about his safety. The mystery of life in this village, every birth means death

Raksa knows who he is and who his parents are.

There was an ice-like taste of Sordang on his chest. The difference between understanding and hating. He did not believe there was a destiny to live this complicated life. His destiny. Destiny of the village and all its citizens.

"I'm sorry, Mom and Dad. We have no other choice. Letting you die for eighteen years. We want to come get you after you're eighteen, but God wants something else. Forgive us" the middle-aged Raden Wirang looked at Raksa with a guilty look.

The Raksa said nothing. He needs time to digest this situation.

Suddenly a body figure scattered to embrace Raksa. A raucous cry and the tight embrace of a woman. He was shocked and wanted to push her, but deep down in his heart was a sense of longing that was building up. Hands shaking. Chests rumbling.

"Mother ...!' inner screaming. The scream was unable to pass through his throat. Tongue's cow.

"I'm sorry mom, son, I'm guilty of you!" Darmiliawati looked at her son's face. Stroked all over her body and made sure she wasn't dreaming.

He found his son. He has returned. There will be no more longing flying through the wings of the night with the wings of restlessness.

He didn't care how many wrinkles he had on his face because he had more excruciating answers. My son is in front of me.

After a calmer atmosphere Raksa took out a bamboo tube from the ring Pusaka Insani. Now is a good time to reveal his secret.

"Raksa, I'm asking you to open this letter after you believe you've found your parents, it's to buy time. When you opened this letter, I was sure that you must have reached the age of eighteen. It might be more. Forgive both your parents. They do this to ensure your safety. Raden Wirang baya and Darmiliawati are your mother"

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Three horsemen drove their riding beasts like fidelity. The giant powered beast sped away like the wind leaving a puff of dust flying.

Approaching the territory of the Black Dragon college the horse's footsteps slowed down a little. The gate opened and the horde darted in without pause.

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"Hc ..ha ... Very good work, I'm satisfied!" Rekso Jiwo held onto Rekso Pati's shoulder and shook it happily.

"Next, what shall we do, Chairman?" Rekso Pati asked.

"Send a letter to Selendang Sakti college that Ayu Sekar's father is in our hands. If he wants his father to make it safe, tell him to come here himself to set him free. Understand!" Rekso Jiwo gave the order.

"But Chairman, that girl is so great, she can destroy our college" Rekso Pati said hesitantly.

"Hey ... Do you doubt my brain, remember ... This is the order of the Queen Kanjeng!"Rekso Jiwo glared. His big eyes and thick lips stuck out a disgusting red tongue.

Rekso Pati patted his eel. He forgot the person behind them. A sly and sly figure. The Land of Death. A Gili at the eastern end of the port of Kayangan.

Gili is located about five kilometers from the land. Full of savage and venomous binatsng. Not everyone can come. Even seeing her existence was difficult. The gili seemed to disappear because it was covered in some kind of magic.

Gili is also called Melting Gili because it never existed. Existence becomes a frightening specter. The figure of a cruel woman occupants of Gili often spread terror, kidnapping girls from the village around him.

,......

Sunan Tembolak stroked his beard whose number could be counted with fingers. He thought hard until his eyes shriveled. He saw some of his hair fall out.

' How is Kakang Denied, are you not interested in this news?" Pendekar Pekut Sakti who just returned from Sulawesi continues to provoke the curiosity of the Waves Breaker swordsman.

Sunan Tembolak stared fixedly at the swordsman Pecut Sakti. His thin body stayed the bones doing strange movements, his lips like licking something delicious.

"Hey.don't do that, we are white warriors. Can't do a disgraceful deed. It's sin. Remember the teachings of Kanjeng Sunan Prapen, our friend. The Sunan title I received from him must not be tarnished. You exist, ah..!!' Sunan Bonang is angry.

"Rear, we came to propose ... Not kidnapping, who knows your soul mate, who dares to underestimate you. Swordsman Wave Breaker. Break the girl's heart, freeze it!" The Sakti coward doesn't want a paper to argue.

"I'm not interested, please go ahead!" Sunan Tembolak has a flat face.

"He, this is my life, I know what's best for me!"Sunan Tembolak glared, pretending to be angry.

"Don't be angry Kakang, what if we investigate the girl, we're careful!"

"Ah, you are this, but may also be your proposal, see first the model of the goods we just concluded" whispered Sunan Tembolak.

"We compete, agree!" The magic whip grabbed Sunan Tembolak's hand.

"What .. compete, you ..!, how dare you compete with Sunan Tembolak, you do not know Senjerit Ratu Bayan the heir is me!" Sunan Tembolang to leave.

"Kakang don't know, Sulawesi I learned Kecial Descending crying, you don't know the greatness. Goats just fell in love with me!" The magic whip laughed out loud.

The two friends dissolved in a joke while enjoying bitter coffee in the school yard of Sea Birds.

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Ki Buyut Bayanaka received a message from the middle-aged Raden Wirang that Raksa had returned. This means that the search has been stopped. In response Ki Buyut Bayanaka sent a reply letter informing him that Sekar's father was kidnapped from the Black Dragon college. They left without their knowledge. He has sent someone to catch up with Sekar.

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Sekar Ayu stood in front of the gate of the Black Dragon college. With a wave of his hand the ground was raised, smashing into the gate until it shattered into pieces.

Some of the students on guard duty were shocked. Not to be surprised they an airflow like******pear drags them flying, crashing like a scrap of leaves that are affected in the spring legs.

Hundreds of college students were scattered carrying various forms of weapons. They tried to surround Sekar Ayu. The girl was like a sheep in the midst of a pack of hungry wolves.

Smiling a cynical smile. Her beautiful eyes swept across the wolf crowd before her. The left hand waved, the ground lifted making the balance goya, the right hand moved gusts of wind blew, dozens of Black Dragon college disciples sprawled. The girl stopped, a cold chill broke out, a cluster of ice froze her steps, seconds later a roaring hot fire burned everything in front of the girl. Dozens of disciples froze and rolled on fire.

Suddenly the sound of laughter echoed as if out of the void. The black fog was clumping as if covering the sun. A slim body figure, wearing red clothes came out from that fog.

Graceful movement. A mask made of silver covered his face. He stepped up with an exciting curve. His hand played the end of his wavy black hair.

I felt a lot of pressure. With one beautiful leap he darted, the ground, wind, fire and ice raced to the rhythm of his body's beat. His beautiful movements amaze anyone who sees him.

The masked girl won't lose. Black fog clumped up, the figure of various kinds of ferocious beasts running from within the mist greeted Sekar's four elemental dance.

The ferocious beast lunged at trying to tear Sekar Ayu apart. The number that seems to be endless makes Sekar have to fight to death. The masked girl also did not remain silent. He jumped crashing, dozens of secret weapons darting threatening the vital point on the girl's body.

It bit the tip of his tongue. His inner energy is getting weaker. The beast's shocks came incessantly, not to mention the black needles that contained deadly poison. Several times Sekar had to create layers of soil and ice to withstand the attack.

Rekso Jiwo smiled with satisfaction. Soon her wonderful plan will work. He did not blink looking at the girl in green clothes, his breathing was hunting. What a perfect work of heaven.

Sekar escapes the scarf of the storm sweep. The bright red color glare the eyes. Just waved his hand. The red scarf flew into an ice rage. The ferocious beast that came out from the black fog froze. The sekar then turned the shawl into a whirlwind of tornadoes hundreds of meters high. Flying all the beasts that had previously been frozen.

The silver masked woman was slightly surprised. He seems to enjoy this fight. Black fog soars high. A long shadow came out. His scales are shiny black.

A black dragon stared fiercely at Sekar. His smoldering breath was billowing white smoke.

The masked woman gestured. The black dragon roared. Lurching towards Sekar. The ice clump that was holding its path was shattered by the slash of its claws. Fire, water, air, earth, alternating changes of that type struck the black dragon. But unable to subdue the dragon. Moreover, Sekar had lost a lot of energy.

A sabetan from the tail of the dragon made Sekar bounce. A mouthful of blood appeared to be soaking the tip of his lips. He rose with the rest of his strength. Not yet perfect he stood the black dragon had roared pouncing.

Close his eyes. He thought this was the end of his story. After a few seconds he felt that nothing had happened to open his eyes.

A smile from a young man greeted him. His left hand held the dragon head like it was holding the young goat's sign.

Hey ...!!!

Jumped backwards. The beast in front of him was one of the animals he had feared since childhood.

"Dad, please take Sekar back to safety!"Raksa asked his father for help.

Now I can't refuse. He could only gawk at the sight of the Raksa snapping his hands and the black dragon being thrown. The black dragon smashed into the main building of the black dragon kingdom to the ground.

The giant leaps hundreds of meters high. Floating in the air. He flies like an eagle. The Black Mermaid Sword in action. Level one study of jarring soul fibers. The black light swept out a radius of one kilometer. The mercury continues to rage. Stage after stage Ajian Soul Fiber continued to bombard the black Dragon college.

The masked woman jumped back to save herself. Rekso Jiwo who saw the atmosphere was no longer under control also chose to run away. Raksa sees Rekso Jiwo running east after the masked woman. The mercury immediately. In an instant he had caught up with the man.

Rekso Jiwo can no longer avoid. He's desperate to cram. Ajian Soul Fibers of the Ultimate stage lunged, welcoming his attack.

The wuussss!!!

The blue light roiled. Sweeping Rekso Jiwo. The man's body vanished turning into flying dust.

The black dragon college had vanished from the face of the earth.

The Raksa immediately turned towards the last place he met Sekar. Dissna he met father and a man dressed in black who shouldered a male body.

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Sekar was still sitting cross-legged healing his internal wounds. The monster stood half a meter in front of him. His eyes looked at the fierce girl in front of him with worry.

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She opened her eyes after nearly an hour of self-medication. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the figure who had been asking her silly questions all along.

"The heart is mine, I want to take it!" Sekar whispered to Raksa who looked confused and misbehaved.

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