The Wira Satriaji

Grandpa Old

Wira Satriaji moves all over her body, her fatigue is gone, usually in the morning she will feel pain all over her body, but this time it is different, Wira Satriaji feels has a great spirit, and, and have a different feeling.

"Later tonight I will try another technique" muttered Wira Satriaji.

"Mother!!" shouted Wira Satriaji.

There was no answer, Wira Satriaji went to the kitchen and had breakfast as usual.

" I'm going to be surprised to find firewood, I don't think I'm aware that the firewood has been used up" Wira Satriaji said as she saw that their firewood supply had run out.

Finished eating Wira Satriaji went to the forest, with a large machete he walked alone without having any fear, because he was very familiar with the forest.

"What's that??" muttered Wira Satriaji as she saw one white figure lying on the ground.

"Is he a ghost? If he's a ghost why are ghosts lying in the woods??" murmuring thinks alone.

Wira Satriaji ventured to approach the lying white figure.

"Water!!" hiss figure was slow.

"You have to be old grandpa??"

Wira Satriaji opened his drink and gave it away by dripping into the mouth of a figure in white clothes

already ubanan.

After drinking a few drops the old figure opened his eyes.

"Is grandpa hungry??" ask Wira Satriaji.

The old grandfather did not reply but looked at Wira Satriaji with a sharp gaze, a gaze filled with intimidation to kill.

The innocent soul of Wira Satriaji did not realize it, instead he opened his lunch.

"It's cake, eat it. I know you're hungry" said Wira Satriaji.

The old man tried to sit down, but due to his limp condition he was very tired, Wira Satriaji helped until he sat down and leaned against a tree.

"Eat the cake!!" wira Satriaji.

The old grandfather looked at his front food with suspicion.

"Why cake? Is grandpa afraid I'm poisoned??"

"Haha!!"

Satriaji's hero ate his provisions to convince the old man.

The old man waited for a while, after feeling that Wira Satriaji had not experienced anything after eating, the old man ate with his heart.

"Slow down the cake, this is a drink first," said Wira Satriaji amused because he saw the old man eating very fast.

The old man was very embarrassed.

"If it were anyone else, I would have made sure that his head was detached from his body, but this other kid! He was very innocent and did not know about silat art. It was useless to expend energy to kill him," said the old man in his heart.

"Please continue eating, I'll collect firewood, I'll have to go home quickly, I know I want to starve like grandpa!" ledek Wira Satriaji's.

The old grandfather was crimson withstanding anger and shame, but he had not yet had time to let out his anger Wira Satriaji had already left him.

"Basan kiddo don't know yourself, if only I wanted you dead!"

The old grandfather grumbled to himself for receiving the taunts from the little boy. Finished eating the grandfather sitting in a cross-legged position, the grandfather seemed to be recovering his inner strength.

Bruckkk!!

The sound of falling wood shocked the old man, he did hear a sound but still he was shocked because the wood fell not far from where he was cross-legged.

"Grandpa is better??" wira Satriaji asked before the old Grandpa spoke.

Hmmm!!

"Fuck shit!" maki the grandfather was in her heart. He could not believe that the little boy in front of him disrespected him.

"Is that all the wood you brought??" point the old man towards the firewood already

collected by Wira Satriaji.

"Nothing! What'reyou name??

ask the old man.

"Wira Satriaji kek, I'm a resident of Jalak town."

The old man held the wrist of Wira Satriaji.

"It's very raw, and it doesn't have a martial foundation yet" said the old man.

"What is raw cake? My firewood had dried the cake" said Wira Satriaji and pointed towards the firewood he was carrying.

The old grandfather felt like he wanted to laugh as hard as he could because of the innocent soul of Wira Satriaji.

"Do you want to be my student??" ask the old man. I don't know why Grandpa felt so interested in Wira Satriaji.

Grandpa knew that in the martial world known as the Sage of two faces. The nickname is not without cause, it's because the grandfather is a person who is careless, not clear in the white or black class.

Sometimes he will kill people of the white class, but he can also kill young black people, for him if he does not like then the person does not deserve to live on earth.

"Murids? What student's cake??" ask Wira Satriaji.

"Well disciple! I will educate you to be a person with fighting abilities.

"Fight? I don't want to fight cake! I am satisfied with my life now.

I don't want to! reject Wira Satriaji.

The two-faced ascetic was shocked to hear the rejection of Wira Satriaji, so far no one had ever rejected him, rather he always refused people who wanted to study with him.

His face was greatly disappointed due to the rejection from Wira Satriaji.

"Are you sure you know you want to be my student boy??" ask the two-face ascetics in disbelief.

"Not only sure, but very sure cake. I don't want anyone who's good at fighting."

"All right, but I can't if I don't return your favor. What can I do for you??" ask the two-face ascetic.

"No need for grandfather to feel Budi's debt to me, it's my duty to help other humans" said Wira Satriaji.

"But!!"

"Nothing but but the cake, it's almost noon cake, I have to go back. I don't want to be like grandfather, starving and sleeping around the grass," led by Wira Satriaji.

Pletok is!!

The head of the Hero Satriaji was hit by a small blow from the hand of the Sage's face two.

"Try to repeat again?? You're this! I'm older than you, and you have to respect me" said the two-faced Sage pretended to be angry.

Seeing the old man's anger, Wira Satriaji's face turned pale.

"I'm sorry cake, I'm sorry I disrespected you. Really, I just want to joke around" Wira Satriaji said with a face full of guilt.

Ahaha!!

"You are a unique boy. You should have been my student" said

The two-faced ascetic.

Tuk ... Tuk ... Yoke!!

The old grandfather gave a tootokan on the body of Wira Satriaji.

"What did grandpa do??" ask Wira Satriaji

"You'll find out later!"

Wira Satriaji did not realize that if the Sage of two faces opened all the flow of veins in his body, and it opened up his potential to become a swordsman.

"Buck! I will wait for you on the mountain. Whenever you want to be a swordsman? Come me. I will always accept you as my student. Remember that! mount gede!!!"

say the two-face Sage. After saying those words, the two-faced ascetics disappeared from the sight of Wira Satriaji.

"Decker? Mount Semeru???"