The Wira Satriaji
The Boy In The Tong
On the outskirts of Ciremai mountain, there is a peaceful village.
"At that time there were three small children playing in the middle of the village, one of them was a small one named Gilang.
"then his friend said, Miss your turn now to play!"
"Gilang, a child who has spirit and sharp eyes, his face is already dashing even though he is only eight years old. The little boy already had a bright future if he chose to become a swordsman.
Dust soared high in the distance, there were dozens of horses coming to storm the village of Klari.
"Run!!" shouted the gatekeeper.
"Save yourself, group
masked robes are attacking!!"
The screams frightened the people. Gilang and his friends do not know anything to continue their game.
"The group of masked robes arrived at the gate, and saw the 3 little boys were
fun playing.
"Hey .. This little boy we're going to make slaves. Catch her!!" Shouted the leader of the group.
Two men get off the horse wanting to capture Gilang and his comrade. Gladly picking up a piece of stone, the little boy wanted to defend himself.
Two men in masked robes smiled at Gilang's behavior.
"Dumb fuck!"
They came and pulled Gilang's hand, but Gilang resisted and bit the hand of the man who caught his hand. After that Gilang ran very fast, Gilang with all his strength threw
the stone in his grasp.
The rock shot very fast, like it wasn't in a child's throw. The two masked robe men dodged, but the stone instead shot towards the masked robe.
"That's right!!" maki's masked robe and
he crushed the rock he caught.
"Wait on! Let me catch the boy,"
The masked robe came down from his horse and walked towards the house, Gilang ran.
"Disapply ... My son!" Winyatri Gilang's
hugged his son.
"Winyatri, under our son's run! I will help the population hold back the inhumane group" a young man told his wife.
"But brother!!"
"There's no time to argue! hurry along! The commandment of a man named Bayu Gatra
Winyatri looked at her son for a moment before carrying him in her arms,
Winyatri wanted to step up but all was
too late, the group of masked robes had arrived in front of his house.
Winyatri's face changed hue, pale as if it had no liquid, Winyatri stared
his son with a grim face. Winyatri quickly put her son into a wooden barrel that had been kapok.
"You wait here, I'll pick you up" Winyatri told her son.
"But ma'am??" Gilang wanted to refute, the boy's eyes were already glazed with glass holding back tears.
"Don't cry, a man cannot shed tears, you must be strong my son" said Winyatri.
Bruckkk!!
The door is straight out. A man entered Gilang's house.
The man in the martial world is known as the masked robe, he is the leader of a ruthless group called the masked cloak group, a ruthless group that always makes the villagers restless. Every village they came to was always leaving
the casualties were not few, not even infrequently the group killed all the villagers. Such is the current natural village klari.
The masked robe was approaching at Winyatri.
"You're so pretty, don't you want to be my best friend??" said the masked robe that was getting closer to Winyatri.
Winyatri walked backwards, until she was cornered by a wall.
"How was my offer??" asked the masked robe with an extremely frightening killing gaze.
Winyatri lowered her head in fear.
"Stupid answer!!" maki masked robe
who does not like to be ignored by the Winyatri.
"Agot!!!"" jeremy Winyatri.
Platyp!!!
A hard slap landed on the cheeks of that sweet-skinned sapodilla-cooked woman.
"For me, my gosh!" winyatri
ogre.
"From kua!"
The masked robe tightly embraced the body
Winyatri. Winyatri who knows if the masked cloak wants to make a profanity to him does not stay silent.
Platyp!!!
Cuihhhhhhhc.
The slap that continued spit nested on the face of the masked robe.
"That's right! women don't know themselves" You want to be forced to look like her?"
The masked robe pushed Winyatri into an unstoppable fall.
"I've been kind to ask you to be my wife, but you're asking to be forced! Alrighty! I'm gonna force you to be my wife,"
The masked robe looked at Winyatri with an extremely sinister gaze, that gaze was like wanting to swallow the round body of Winyatri
spherical.
"I'd rather die than be your wife!"
Jbbbb!!!
A kitchen knife stuck in, into the belly of Winyatri, a red liquid came out of the belly of the beautiful woman. Winyatri stared at the masked robe with a triumphant smile, feeling victorious because the masked robe did not manage to make a profanity towards herself.
Gilang's eyes turned red when he saw his mother stab herself. I want it to feel like Gilang came out of that tok.
You idiot!!
Platyp!!!
The hand of the black robe hit the head of the Winyatri.
Kraa!!
The sound of a broken shell sounded loud.
Glazed peeking at the man who killed his mother.
"I'll make sure you die in my hands, one day I'll come looking for you! you're gonna make me suffer more than you did to my mom!" muttered and
staring at the masked robe.
"You asked for death, I've
give it!"
"Stupid!!" maki robes the masked and leaves Winyatri who is still breathing though it awaits her death. Masked robes like they've forgotten Gilang.
Winyatri crawled towards the barrel where her son was hiding.
"My son .. don't keep a bit of grudge in your heart!"
"Stay away from the martial world! it will only lead you to an endless question!"
"Mom will miss you, you must live!" Whisper the Winyatri before exhaling a last breath.
The little boy in the barrel wanted to cry out, but the message from his mother held back his screams and tears, but his eyes could not escape his mother's stiff body
a corpse.
The sound of horse neighing was heard further and further, and it indicated that the group of masked robes had already left the village of klari,
leaving without leaving one
man alive.
Longlongan wolves unpretentious, like a sign of natural mourning, but it's not an ordinary longlongan, it's a longlong famine.
Little boy tong in crawling out.
"Mother!" Whisper the boy slowly.
The little boy knew very little about the world, but he knew that if his mother had died, the boy had witnessed for himself how
his mother died, killed herself.
"I'm following your request, Mom! I'll stay away from everything you say! I don't want to be a swordsman.
"The rider is evil," the plain boy murmured.
the boy came out of the back door and scraped the ground for the final resting grave for his mother.
The boy pulled his mother's body by force, pulling it up to the hole in his dig. The boy pushed his mother's body to fall into the hole, after which he
closed it as before.
Although his face was sad but the boy looked tough, a sign that the boy was a real man.
"Where's dad?? I have to look for him??"
The boy came out walking to look for his father, but a frightening sight flashed before his eyes.
Ggrr!!
The wolf's groan looked at him pushyly as he considered the boy a threat.
"I'm going to die!!"
