The Rewarded Revenge

Meet the old man

"I'm sorry Now hiks hiks, Se...Sekar khilaf." said Sekar tried to hold the hand of the father although repeatedly pushed by the Kurdish mang

"Don't come any closer." said the Kurdish man

Mang Kurdi can now only cry bitterly lamenting his fate, he is ashamed of Damar and Riana. He felt that he had failed to educate children and failed to become parents, he did not believe that his only daughter who was famous could do such a heinous thing.

"Father is ashamed" he said, shaking weakly

Damar who did not have the heart to the Kurdish mang is now approaching the middle-aged man.

"I want to say something important, sirde, but we should go to the house first" said Damar

They also left the place to the house of the Kurdish mang, did not forget to take Sekar. When they got there, they all went inside.

"Mother is still alive" Damar said, opening his voice after sitting on the floor covered with pandan mats

Hearing the statement, the Kurdish man gagged with his own spit. While Sekar, he was wide in shock even his eyes almost popped out.

"Ba..how can." said Sekar terbata.

"Someone helped her, you don't need to know who. The important thing is that mom is still alive, and this problem is maybe I will try to forgive you Sekar" Damar said in the last sentence staring at Sekar

Damar deliberately covered up, he did not want if everyone knew about Riana. After all, this was Riana's own request.

"But the ghost, it is impossible if there is a ghost bude if bude is still alive" said Sekar again

"It's just your own fear, so before acting it would be nice if you think about it." said Damar

Sekar immediately lowered.

"Sorry" he said

"But from now on I ask you, please don't show up in front of me again. Don't ever bother me and see me again, you understand." Damar said

Instantly raised his head to look at Damar, from the radiance of his eyes seen if Sekar did not accept and was sad. Sekar shook his head slowly, seeing that the Kurdish mang who had been silent had now opened his voice.

"Father agrees, you'd better follow Damar's request. Or, I will send you to the city again" the Kurdish man threatened

Sekar also looks resigned, his eyes even began to look glassy.

"Then I say goodbye first." said Damar politely

"Yes Allah Gusti, sirde forgot suguhin tea pie anyway." pekik mang Kurdish

"No need sirde, Wong Damar just wants to say that."

"But where has your mother been, where has she never been seen?" ask the Kurdish mang

Damar just smiled faintly in response, he did not want people to know where his mother was. Given now there is a danger where, the understanding Kurdish man only nodded in understanding.

"Wes doesn't need to be answered" he said

After saying goodbye, Damar immediately pedaled his bicycle. He intended to go home, but arrived in the middle of the road.

Brakkkk

"Murghh."

Damar accidentally hit an elderly man, because Damar did not see the road clearly. He was very tired, hungry and sleepy.

Fortunately the old man was unharmed, Damar got off the bike and helped the old man.

"It's okay, son, I'm wrong too." said the old man in white and the white canal dress

"As my apology, I will take you home" Damar said

"Wes ora, mbah can be alone." said the old man refused subtly

"No mbah, I will take you home" said Damar remained at his establishment

The old man in clothes and the white-colored head turban smiled.

"Yowes thanks yo, my name is Sastro just call Mbah Sastro" said the old man who turned out to be named Sastro

"Of Mbah Sastro, my name is Damar Mbah."

"Chess nuwun njih nak Damar."

Damar also hugged Mbah Sastro to drive him home, Mbah Sastro was seen exerting the road.

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While far up the hill, still the same night looks beautiful woman is walking in the middle of the dark night.

Her hair was left long with a nightly flower decoration on her head, occasionally her hair would be blazed by the night wind.

Lingsir wengi

The sepulung can nendra

Kagodha mring wewayang

Ngerindhu ati

Mating

Mung sembrana njur

Ra ngira yen nuwuhke tresna

He sang the song Lingsir Wengi with a soothing, soft, and smooth voice. He continued to sing while walking through the bush in the middle of the night, then his steps stopped when he saw a very large and pitch-black stone.

He walked up to the rock, then he went up and sat down cross-legged. His hand he held in front of the chest, then he closed his eyes and chalked up a study.

Instantly the wind blew, hitting his hair. But he didn't budge, he continued meditating.

Then suddenly he opened his eyes, and as fast as lightning he pulled the keris that he always slipped on his clothes. Then immediately he jumped high, and lunged at the tree.

Wushhhh

Brakkkk

Brakkkk

Every time he set his foot on one of the trees, the tree would fall. Then he swooped quickly towards one of the trees by unsheathing his kris, then.

Brakkkk

The tree was split in two, when the keris pierced the tree. That's how he was until morning came, he would hone his knowledge every night.

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