The Thousand Mask Warrior

Horseshit

Fong Pak Laoya marries Yu and Pratiwi in a Chinese way. A simple ceremony honors God or gods, ancestors, parents and the bride and groom. A good day has been decided by Laoya. Without a lot of trinkets and assortment, this marriage was done solemnly, considering that both Yu and Pratiwi are now two wanderers who can be said to be far from relatives and friends. Even Pratiwi's grandfather who should be with them did not know the balance, at least it was Pratiwi's assumption. So, the Laoya felt no need to linger doing a ceremony that was too complicated and convoluted. In essence, these two people have officially become a couple.

"Take this medicine first, Pratiwi. After that you can rest," Yu told Pratiwi in their cubicle the night after their wedding ceremony. Fong Pak Laoya and Yu drank wine while chatting long after the wedding. Currently the Laoya is an elder and family to him, because indeed in the middle of this wilderness there are only three of them.

Hearing this Pratiwi smiled cynically. Yu was not surprised by the character, behavior and nature of the girl who had just officially become his wife.

Pratiwi continued to take his medicine. Two large chunks of medicine as large as the pinky finger with a bitter taste that was extraordinary he managed to swallow.

"You really want to let me rest tonight, Yu? You just got me this afternoon. Where is your respect for your wife?" seloroh Pratiwi's.

Yu choked. He did not expect Pratiwi to say that task. He could not even speak to reply to the words of the Pratiwi.

Pratiwi did not let Yu too long dumbly unable to answer. He stood up and then took off one by one the rags that were rubbing his body until they were completely removed. Pratiwi is now completely innocent. His tiny, dense body had been the target of Yu's sight which had already been unable to escape enjoying it.

Pratiwi laid his body on the halls and dwelt there. Her eyes glared at Yu, inviting her husband to have her body tonight.

On the other hand Yu was already reluctant to hesitate anymore. For too long he held back the feeling of the dark-skinned girl nan ayu. Now, Pratiwi no longer made him hold back. Yu unleashed all long-locked desires. Pratiwi is his today and beyond.

It was inconceivable what Yu felt as his body fused into the body of the wife. The world seemed to be absorbed with him. He wanted Pratiwi too much, so this was a universal gift for him. Unmatched pleasure mixed with overflowing love and love.

Funny thing is, Pratiwi feels the same way. No matter how much he pretended not to be so indifferent, yet his body said otherwise. Even he had to admit that although Pratiwi was already experienced and superior to his enemies, especially Yu, above these halls, he did not dwell. Finally, all night Pratiwi admitted defeat and let his body become the target of Yu's attack.

The journey of these two human beings will later become an important part in the intersecting and continuous fabric of destiny with important figures in this story. His second adventure which will begin to Riau with the aim of healing Pratiwi is not a one-way journey and return. There were too many important things in the fate records that they had to accomplish.

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"Kisanak, the swordsman is amazing. We've never seen the greatness of someone like him. It is fortunate that we get this kind of spectacle and lesson" said one of Baharuddin Labbiri's students who suddenly approached Jayaseta's entourage. This time it was the bed that the young man spoke to.

The smile bed was full of meaning. "Ah, you are not wrong, my friend. Jayaseta is a fighter. We will see again how to deal with a master disciple of your master, Tiger Pattani," Katilapan said, not covering up his pride.

"Well, we also clearly want to wait how he completed our brother-in-law who the teacher considers as his mainstay warriors," greeted the young man.

Another young man, as well as silat disciple Baharuddin Labbiri took part in this conversation. "Does that swordsman's brother have a title?" abugn.

Katilapan was just about to answer her plainly when he suddenly realized that Jayaseta himself had not yet introduced himself clearly and officially to everyone. Maybe he did it first.

"Ah, for that matter, my friend, let the swordsman himself tell you when he wills" replied Katilapan tried wisely.

"Ah, if this swordsman is facing the Thousand Mask Swordsman, no matter what it will be," said the second young man who was immersed in Katilapan conversation with the first young man earlier.

The bed scrunched his forehead. "Have you heard of the Thousand Mask Swordsman?" ask Katilapan full of probing out of curiosity.

"Who doesn't, kid?" reply to the same young man casually.

The bed could not hold a smile. If they knew who the person they were monitoring was.

"Why do you think that my swordsman's partner deserves to face off against the Thousand Mask Swordsman?" tanya Katilapan was still curious.

"Look, kisanak. Actually we are also somewhat confused by the behavior, temperament and behavior of the famous swordsman. Desas desus said that the Thousand Mask Swordsman is a picky swordsman who fights against the bad guys, from robbers, champions and heretical warriors and the invaders of the Caucasus," said the plain young man.

The bed cannot justify the whole thing. It is rather difficult to explain and distinguish straight and heretical warriors as well as invaders. The world is too complicated to understand with black and white. But Katilapan assented and nodded. "really. I heard it is so. Then, what's wrong with the news about the Thousand Mask Swordsman?" ask Katilapan further.

"Well, here's a child," this time the first young man to join the roost. "The last news about the swordsman is that he was found on the side of Pranggi Malacca. Isn't this so weird? Is the Thousand Mask Warrior involved in state affairs?" abugn.

The bed couldn't hold back her curiosity. He was just about to ask further when it turned out that Narendra was eavesdropping and seizing the opportunity of Katilapan. "What do you mean, my friend?" narendra asked excitedly, making Katilapan surprised.

"Look, guys. A day ago, the Malacca fort was attacked by intruders who were probably from Betawi. Of course Kisanaka himself felt the tightness of the guard at the port, right?"

The bed and Narendra nodded almost simultaneously.

"That's because the city is conceding. There were some people who burned the armory and the fire powder. They even attacked the Pranggi and native bule warriors. Falling victims. But that's not the story."

"The chaos will not soon subside and the falling victims will not be a little without the arrival of the figure of the Thousand Mask Swordsman," another young man cut.

Katilapan and Narendra looked at each other in wonder and disbelief. They just arrived in this country. They believe Jayaseta has always been with them and has not been involved in any fights before the current battle.

"Thousand Great Mask Warrior was cutting off all intruders. Their frontmen were also decisively defeated. That's not a strange thing, is it? But the reason the swordsman defended Pranggi, foiling a surprise attack by intruders that even the soldiers and the Pranggi government themselves did not know was completely absurd and suspicious. What does the swordsman mean? Is he on side? Maybe our question can be answered when he has to bend his knees in the hands of your swordsman colleagues," continued the young man half-joking.

This time it was not Katilapan and Narendra who looked at each other in confusion. Even Dara Cempaka and the Datuk who finally heard this conversation became equally confused.

There must be something wrong here. Perhaps even this irregularity will affect the martial world of the archipelago, especially if the story of the Thousand Mask Warrior defending Pranggi is spread - if indeed the story has a strong influence - then there will be a big result that will happen.

Datuk Mas Kuning, Dara Cempaka, Katilapan and Narendra still leave large pieces and chunks of questions in their minds even though now everything is centered on Jayaseta who is ready to serve the fight with the next swordsman, Tiger Pattani.