THE TWO-DIMENSIONAL CONQUEROR

AGAINST THE LITTLE THIEVES

Grandpa Braja Sewu had already entered into his room. The old man with his white beard was already sleeping and resting in his room. He was really tired of giving training to Nurbaiti movement from the fifth level of the Sriguting style. Nurbaiti really quickly mastered everything taught by his teacher. In a very short time, Nurbaiti has now mastered the srigunting style to the fifth level. Up to four more styles will be mastered by Nurbaiti.

Nurbaiti was already asleep near the wasp or a place to cook and process food from raw to cooked. But when the two swordsmen whose expertise and devotion were undoubtedly asleep, there was a crowd of people with their faces covered on the roof and there were also those who surrounded the hut.

The group of people with masks were like they were malicious against the hut dwellers. Or maybe just want the property of the inhabitants of the house. One man had infiltrated the cottage of Braja Sewu's grandfather and began to search the wooden boxes for storage. One man took out cloths that turned out to be clothes belonging to the grandfather of the Sewu King. Seen inside the hut it started to fall apart. The boisterous voice of one of the group who came to the hut of the grandfather of Braja Sewu uninvited had awakened the grandfather of Braja Sewu. Nurbaiti's teacher then peeked out from inside his room.

" Something seems to be playing around in my hut. They are guests whom I do not want. But I will gladly serve you." muttered the grandfather of Braja Sewu. Now the grandfather of Braja Sewu came out of his room and immediately threw an object nearby to a man who ransacked his hut. The thing in the form of a small wooden block hit the man's head.

" Oh duh duh duh.. ow.. ow. ow.. ow. ow.. ow." lamented the man as he rubbed his head which was hit by a throw object from Braja Sewu's grandfather.

" What are you doing in my hut?" ask Grandpa Braja Sewu. The man immediately threw his secret weapon towards the grandfather of the Sewu King. But quickly Grandpa Braja Sewu can fend it off. The voice inside the hut started to grow noisy. Grandpa Braja Sewu immediately kicked the man out of his hut.

Grandpa Braja Sewu was very surprised, it turns out that outside his hut has been surrounded by a group of people who use masks. They do not want to show their identity and face. Grandfather was now in the middle of the circle of that group of people. One against seven. Grandpa Braja Sewu had no fear at all. Now they began to attack both with sword weapons, bare hands and clurits. Grandpa Braja Sewu finally took out his magic wand that he kept in his pants pocket.

Grandpa Braja Sewu chanted a spell so that his magic wand changed size to be bigger. Not how long the stick that was almost three meters long began to fend off the opponent's attacks and hit towards the front and back of the opponent's grandfather Braja Sewu.

Bugkks

Bakkkk

Prunes

Prankkk

The sound of objects clashing against each other accompanied by a kick, a punch between the two. Long enough Grandpa Braja Sewu playing with the seven people who fight it. But Nurbaiti still did not wake up from his sleep.

Until one by one the opponents of the grandfather of Braja Sewu was uprooted with legs and hands broken, Nurbaiti had not yet woke up from his sleep.

Grandfather Braja Sewu took a deep breath. He was really tired of playing with the seven young and nimble people. Finally up to several hours, finally the seven swarms were sprawled defeated by the grandfather of Braja Sewu.

" You are before me, before my patience runs out!" shouted Grandpa Braja Sewu. The seven groups of people who were about to take property aka small class thieves finally ran down the algal ridges leaving the hut of Braja Sewu's grandfather.

The view of Braja Sewu now began to be upset to see Nurbaiti who did not help himself when fighting the seven thieves PAUD class. Grandpa Braja Sewu threw his magic wand at the door of Nurbaiti's room until Nurbaiti was shocked and out of his room to see his teacher.

" What's the matter with the teacher?" tanya Nurbaiti felt innocent.

" It's okay! Sleep again! Keep on with your dreams!" sahut the grandfather of Braja Sewu with a wry smile.