Three Character Girl

The worship area

The punch was just a game, as a statement of mutual agreement. And the two guests had understood his point, because since the female tiger became the leader of the rogue has always met.

The two understood each other

each other's habits.

"Thank you, my lady." Said Uling Bangah with a nod, while the female tiger approached and then annexed.

"It's a gift."

The young man can feel what is entwined in that game. He took a deep breath, to loosen his shortness of breath.

After the two female tigers disappeared, quickly the field-breasted young man approached with a prayer, saying, saying,

"Thank you for the help

gentlemen." gentlemen."

"You got a dick?"

The field-breasted youth nodded.

"Be careful. You're too young to know that punk. You can eat it to your bones."

"Thank you for your advice."

"Hem." And so the two guests left the place. Incredibly dexterous they no longer looked.

Now the field-breasted youth whose mind was still troubled by perverted play, immediately approached the space where the mighty youth was closed. Quickly open the door.

The room was dark and tightly closed. The mighty young man leaned against the wall and his body went limp. When the door opened, he seemed to squirm, his hand trying to find a handle.

The field-breasted youth supported him, brought out.

"Take a deep breath, and throw it out." The mighty young man followed the instructions, his pale face slowly turning red.

"That place is for torture." Said the mighty youth. The field-breasted youth nodded.

"You've helped my soul twice"

"You don't have to talk about it."

You like to forgive my mistakes, brother." The young man in the field

nods.

"We'd better face ki lurah." Said the field's busty youth.

But the mighty youth shook his head. He then told the real situation why he had to stalk and challenge him to a fight.

"Thank God! We still have protection." They left

that place

As the two of them passed through the worship room, the field-breasted young man asked something about the room.

"Rear. The shrine consists of many chests, inside which are the skeletons of dead mighty men they can steal.

On top of the coffin see there's a dry skeleton. The hanging skeleton was the skeleton of his men who were found guilty, killed on top of the chest and blood poured into the chest. They do it once a year.

The mighty youth was silent for a moment.

The field-chested youth let out a long sigh. The fur of his neck stood up.

"A once a year." Mumbles field busty youth.

"Yes that skeleton they worship. And every year they are shackled so that the worship will give strength."

"When was the pasungsung's gift?"

"Lurah Singalangu determines."

"Hem."

"Later we pass through another room where the victims are kept. They're fed good, to be fat."

So they passed through the other room, they saw from a hole.

In the room, some people seemed to be having fun.

"They don't know?" The mighty young man shook his head.

"Why?"

"They even consider a meritorious childmas."

"Then is it difficult to get help?"

"Yes. Because they don't understand."

"That's why."

"Hi, go why peek?" Sound from the room.

Quickly the two left the place. If they are caught, they are considered to be breaking the rules.

"You know everything my sister?"

"I've been here a long time sisang. Since childhood."

"Blessed are you who can adjust."

Be happy? No sakang. Now open my eyes that there is nothing here that is actually called life. Here only consists of animate machines, which each other wants to rule and rule. Then use that power absolutely in his hands."

"But you've been here since childhood." The mighty young man looked far away.

"Those who feed me and nourish." The field-breasted young man did not continue his words

He did not want to offend others who at that time wanted to grow demanding freedom of thought and action.

"Didn't everyone under the sky not want to be pressured?" ask the mighty young man.

"That's how. But it is not an irregular freedom. Nor the burden of not obeying the members who have mutually agreed to my sister."

They had reached the cave courtyard, and there seemed to gather, Singalangu with the female tiger, Simo Barung Muda, Wadas Lumut, Banyaksanggar, Uling Bangah and Welut Kuning who stood leaning against the cave wall. They drank and

laughing, they had already found each other's agreement.

"For the achievement of ideals." Simo Barung Muda.

Everyone then drank the wine greedily. While Singalangu looked at Luh Sari, a female tiger who was a bit absorbed when he saw a young man with a field of road

together with the mighty youth.

But quickly the female tiger removed the habit, her face turned to look the other way.

"You're not happy to see that young man?" Bisik Singalangu's.

The female tiger just looked at her sharply.

"Which one don't you like?" The tiger did not answer.

"Kill them where it's hard"

"Not everyone is bad-hearted."

"That mighty young man I told him to watch."

"Hem. You seem jealous!" Singalangu shook his head.

It felt in the chest of the two young men what the two were talking about

the tiger holds power. Moreover, the young man busted the field, by sharpening his senses he can catch all the talk. He must be careful and immediately leave from the watu gong area, where a hidden

heresy is done by those who are lost.

To allay suspicion, the two young men took the straw, and carried it to the back.

By nightfall, the two young men and some friends had set up torches to light up areas considered dangerous. That night was cloudy

thick, it looks like the rain will fall heavily.

The guests were no longer able to go home, they stayed at the place. And guards are strengthened. For them guests are the ones who live

The streets were already deserted some guards seemed to start leaning against the rock walls.

"Rear, what if we run tonight?"

The busty youth of the field did not reply. He saw that mighty young man.

Of course, be very careful to face someone who has been hanging out for a long time. The field-breasted youth can feel the suffering of his friend in recent times. But believing him, it is not yet seen as necessary to let go of something he knows.

"Why did you betray my sister?" Ask the young man.

"Isn't life here a lot of people too."

"Hem. Does the heart of the feet say so too."

"I've just been among them, maybe I haven't been able to really adjust."

The young man took a long breath.

Suddenly a shadow flashed. The field-breasted young man took his friend by pointing towards the shadow.

"Ki Lurah." Said palisian.

"True me." A voice filled the room.

"Why does Ki Lurah need me."

"No, you two aren't you?"

"True Ki Lurah."

"Is it safe here?." The two young men did not answer.

"I'm worried that someone might run away." Singalangu said with a hoarse voice holding back the tempest of his heart.

The one who was surprised was not only the mighty young man, but the young man with a field chest like being struck by lightning dUiang bolong. His heart beat hard hitting his chest.

Singalangu's breathing did not approach them, but walked quickly into the back room.

His steps flutter and bring bad luck to the wind.

"Did he hear our talk?" The mighty young man lowered his head. His face seemed to regret his words. His eyes are soft and slamming

her breath.

"Whatever happens, I let it go."

"You've been so roundly attached?"

"There's no other way. If Ki Lurah Singalangu really heard, I ran away or stayed here as a result. There is no mercy."

"You have to make a choice. Don't hesitate."

I have chosen the first. If I survive, I can still see the rising sun."

"You know my twists and turns behind, don't you?"

The young man nodded.

"Will the brother also run away?"

A moment the field-breasted young man thought. He wanted to be honest, but his heart still did not want to say that. That mighty young man of great stature

looking at him with bright eyes.

"The back has helped me twice. If this time the brother will complain to Ki Lurah Singalangu, I feel more willing than Lurah to know himself."

"It is necessary that I do so my sister." Again the mighty young man looked on with hope.

The night is crawling. Ki Lurah Singalangu is back. The two young men were suspicious. They headed to the backyard and followed the trail

lurched

How surprised they were, arriving at the grasshopper yard, they saw the field fall down by throwing fresh blood unconscious.

"Hurry up, let's leave this place." The field-breasted youth briefly observed Singalangu's body. There were no wounds on his body.

But deep inside are severe wounds. The young man smiled, he guessed that Singalangu's opponent was not careless.

"There's the stables."

Both went to the stables. The guards are sleepy

his back. Instantly it fell down. Fainted. Quickly the second by riding his horse through the twists and turns of the road leading to a forest not how far

under the terrible mountain of rocks. For the two young men riding horses

It's a childhood game.

"Where do we go, brother?"

"My house."

"CRAZY, totally crazy." Singalangu. He began to remember events

from the past ............

At first his sharp vision caught a shadow entering the back room, as he peered at the deeds of the mighty youth and field-breasted youth. He was curious about the shadow that dared insult him.

Soon Singalangu jumped and chased after the shadow. But it became a shadow, a shadow

it was like running without stepping on the ground. And after arriving at the back of his cave, the shadow he was chasing instead waited for him by standing upright and hands on

waistline.

"My bitch isn't you a man alone in this world."

"Sat! Who would dare insult me. Is your skin as thick as my wall."

"My skin is just as thin as the skin of a red onion. But if you serve only you, it is enough with one hand."

Where can Singalangu terrorize such humiliation. His eyes were smouldering, his teeth were gritting, he leapt at the nape of the neck. The shadow jumped

quickly, his body was very light, to Singalangu he bowed respectfully after

put his feet back in a seat.

Singalangu. He stretched out his hand and fluttered it with an outburst of deep energy. There were wisps of sharp wind attacking the shadow.

The shadow seems to have known the character of Singalangu. Quickly rolled

his body was tight on the ground, so the sharp wind was then only a few fingers above his head.

Singalangu who rely on his punch, that every person who is widowed must have been ejected and runyam pounding the solid wall. But this time he saw

opponent's down. After the sharp wind pounded, there was a rumbling sound.

The wall is split. The downed shadow immediately bounces, and strikes back.

Singalangu who are still confused see his opponent is less observing the opponent's attack. Can't dodge anymore, his chest is like a rock as big as a buffalo. Singalangu staggered to lose his balance, his chest felt heavy. Not to mention that he could control himself, his opponent twisted his body and catapulted

back blow. This attack was carried out at about the same time.

The cave tiger Watu Gong had his eyes twitched, and fell kissing the ground.

Goodbye to real men." Singalangu's goal is still to hear his opponent's speech.

With his energy he tried to sit down, but then threw fresh blood. His gaze grew darker, he tried to precipitate all his anger, his gaze became twitched Faintly he saw a body like himself standing idly waiting for the opponent's reply

"Kill me ........." Pinta Singalangu is almost inaudible.

"What is the need for me to kill a dying man." Answer the shadow by hitting Singalangu's back with a quarter of the force. Singalangu who was in a state of severe injuries was again jolted to the ground and fresh blood spurted

from mouth.

"Behold, under heaven you are not mighty."After saying that the shadow jumped leaving his opponent unconscious.

Actually Singalangu is not a light opponent, it has a terrible destructive power. If only the solid wall could be destroyed, human cooking consisting only of the arrangement of the body of flesh and bones would not be *****. Instead his opponent knew the weakness of his opponent's blow.

While Singalangu was still dumbstruck and thought his opponent had been destroyed, he still saw his opponent blowing close to the ground and not ejected. That time was when Singalangu was not on standby.

He was empty without readiness and that was the moment his opponent was waiting for. The opportunity was best used. Singalangu who is in doubt can not avoid. Fortunately he was not a random person, a hoodlum who ate bitter bitter bitterly in the race of life.

He was aghast, trying to avoid but late his body was like a rock as big as a buffalo.

Thus the incident experienced Singalangu as far ago. And

subsequent........

On the seventh day Singalangu was able to sit even though he had not completely healed he remembered who his opponent, who the row of names included

warriors their age.

"Crazy, totally crazy." Singalangu muttered alone.

"What a crazy brother." asked Luh Sari who accompanied.

"Who is my opponent Nyai?"

"Not more than ten brethren