The Story on the Slope of Mount Merapi

The Story on the Slope of Mount Merapi
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When then the sun began to rise, three people disguised as ordinary people, had entered a small forest bordering the Cangah pederasty which was the first peddling before entering the main Pucang Kembar academy. They bring enough money to shop at the market and stalls around the clams scattered in Pucang Kembar, especially the closest part to the parent pedukuhkan. The three horsemen slowed down the pace of the horse because in front of them were seen some people who were sitting on the roadside with axes in their hands.


Ki Sanak,” asked the people who just passed by it, “ will you guys cut down some forest trees?”


One of the blandong stood up while answering, “Of course not much. But we will indeed cut down one or two tree trunks that we need.”


“You guys are choosing a particular wood ?”


“Yes. We are indeed preparing to cut down two three mahogany trees.”


“Mahoni ?” asked one of the people who passed by.


“For what ?”


“We are repairing the home of one of our neighbors in Pucang Kembar.”


“So you guys are –people Pucang Twins.”


The man nodded with a smile.


The people who passed by nodded as well. Then one said, “Alright. We will continue our journey. We will shop in the market for equipment needs in our brother's house.”


One of the people who claimed to be the Twins who was talking nodded respectfully, while saying, “Please, Ki Sanak. If Ki Sanak passes again on this road, Ki Sanak will certainly give you a souvenir.”


The three passers-by laughed shortly. Nodding one of them replied, “Are you guys still here?”


“We will be here until about three days. Today we will be able to cut down and cut up a mahogany tree. And tomorrow we'll cut down another one. Even maybe still less,” replied blandong that.


“Good. What should I bring you guys?”


Blandong was laughing. Said, “Thank you. We don't need anything.”


Laughing, the three men left the place. Once in a while they still turned and noticed one of the Twins who then sat back among his friends. After riding for a while. Suddenly one of the horsemen pulled the reins of his horse. Both of his friends looked surprised and hurried –hastily stopped the pace of his riding horse.


“What's up, Stump ? Why do we stop here ? “


“Now,” says a man named Munggur who presumably is the leader.


“One of you must go to the nearest market. Probo and I will try to get close to the main school. It would look striking if we were riding a three like this. Later, when the sun is right above our heads we meet again at the edge of the forest earlier. Do you remember Baning? “


The person in black and red head-bound clothes nodded at the command of the leader.


“Alright, we're splitting up here. Beware – beware. Try mixing and touching with the villagers. Find something very important, no matter how small it is.“ Then the three kicked horses – each and separated at the end of the pedukuhuhan.


Meanwhile, some people who claimed to be looking for mahogany trees on the edge of the forest were still looking at the three passers-by until they were lost in the corner.


“I have a very big suspicion of the three people that they are not just farmers who will go shopping to the market,” hiss one of them who spoke with the three people earlier.


“So it is true, that there are some people who have descended from the horde of the Ijo Centipede as alleged by the young man from Pajang it.”


“I'm sure they want to see the real situation at Pucang Kembar”


His friends nodded. One of them asked, “But, are those three people really going to the market ?”


“Yes. They will certainly really go to the market to hear some things about the last events that happened around the Pucang Kembar” academy


"You must contact Kertopati kakang and the guards in the market to keep an eye on the three people who have just passed. Aren't you guys not going to forget their looks?”


“No...”, the two replied together. Then without waiting any longer for the two young men who were swooping into blandong hurried half-running away from the edge of the forest towards the master of the academy.


When the sun begins to rise and displace the dew that is still perched on the shoots of –pucuk leaves. Some people flocked –bond to the market of Canggah. Although it is not a market day but it seems that the market remains crowded. One or two people were seen carrying pottery, some carrying crops such as corn and cassava. An old man was carrying coconut sugar on his back –seok. Behind him was an old woman. It looks like that woman is his wife.


“Perhaps, in two or three days this market will be completely deserted – Nyi,“ said the old man who was carrying coconut sugar.


“Sia-just in vain we have almost one week of hard work to make coconut sugar exceed the previous day – days Ki “, said the old woman while walking teased following her husband.


Thus, the two men finally reached the market without anything happening on the way. Among the people who were selling, they walked slowly while watching almost everyone in the market to find the three people who had preceded it. But eventually, they found him. Just one person. The man was sitting in a stall on the edge of the market while facing a bowl of hot drinks.


“You are watching here,” said one of the two people who followed them, “I will meet an officer from the parent academy.”


“According to the description we received, they are on the side of the market gate facing North.”


“Good. But do not take too long.”


One of the two then left the place. The others immediately crouched down and offered a round hoe so that no one who noticed him stood dumbstruck in that place.


It turned out that some officers sent from the Pucang Kembar academy to watch over the crowded places were indeed on the side of the gate. Briefly, the officer who followed the three people then handed the matter to the officer who came directly from the Twin Pucang.


“Why don't you just accompany them sitting in that stall ? You can order any food you like.”


“But there's a chance they know me. Because I was on the side of the road when they passed by, even though I was ready to cut down the Mahogany.” tree


“But with your clothes on, they won't be able to recognize you immediately.”


“You'd better be”


“Quick,” says the person then, “before they go.”


The officer who came from Pucang Kembar then appointed one of them to go to the stall and listen to every conversation between them being watched.


But in the first stall, they did not find any evidence. That one person was presumably indeed trying to catch the news of the fight that had occurred. And what have been done by –people from Pucang Twins. But even though they were fishing for conversation, it seemed that the people in the stall no one knew about it.


Thus, the person also moved to another shop or where other people crowded. Every time the officers from Pucang Kembar always followed him even though every time they had to change people so as not to arouse suspicion.


With a gloomy face, the telik coders both directly sent from Pucang Kembar and the two people who followed the suspected person, it has not been able to draw any conclusions until the time when the market began to become increasingly quiet.


“But at least we know that the three are certainly interested in the battle,” said the officer who came straight from the Twin Pile. It turned out that they were always trying to direct every conversation to the possibility of a clash between the gangs of robbers and the ten chosen youths of the Pucang Twins. Fortunately, none of those who were in the stalls responded, for they did not know either


The others nodded. One said, “We are waiting for a friend of ours who is still following him. Maybe he got new evidence. Hopefully we find a little information about the possibility that can happen.”


In the meantime, as the telik coders watched over the three people they suspected among the crowd, then Sukmo Aji, Kertopati and some of the constables sat in the village of Pucang Kembar. But in that moment, as they were talking, there was the sound of several horses entering the courtyard. There were three young men in shabby clothes who looked like someone traveling far away.


“Officers tick the password,” murmured Sukmo Aji.


Thus a moment later they had sat in the pendapa with Sukmo Aji, Kertopati and Demang Pucang Twins.


“Say,” says Sukmo Aji with a tense face. Demang Pucang Twins, Kertopati, and the constable saw, that there was some kind of unease in Sukmo Aji's heart.


“Ki Sukmo Aji,” said one of the password officers, “we managed to follow the three people we suspected in the market on the instructions of our friends who cut down the Sanakeling tree in the shady forest on the road leading to Canggah.”


“Ya.”


“Our observations show that they are probably seriously investigating the aftermath of the battle last night and what the Demang Pucang Kembar has prepared.”


“Not much they get in that market, because almost everyone does not know about the events that just happened.”


“Sorry, Ki Demang. I became restless so I had to act fast.”


“It was the duty of the young Pucang Kembar and I as his leader. And presumably Angger has done with full responsibility,” said Demang Pucang Twins.


Sukmo Aji smiled. He said, “I am just a Ki.” errand boy


Ki Demang and the people who were at that place nodded. They are aware, that a serious situation is being faced by the Twin Pile Academy, so that as a fully responsible demang on its citizens must immediately act to prevent as far as it can be done, so as to, armed clashes that will be able to disturb the peace of the people who have always lived quietly.


“You try to go back to the market and help kawan–kawan to follow the three people. I'm sure they'll meet somewhere agreed. As much as possible do not get involved in clashes. I'm afraid they have a science of kanuragan qualified”


“I'll catch up with you guys after I get ready “


A moment later some of the words were already galloping on the horse's back leaving the Pendopo Demang Pucang Kembar.


“Let Kertopati accompany you Ngger”, Demang Pucang Twins then turn to Kertopati. The young man nodded.


“Thank you Ki Demang, we both left first “


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