Three Swordsman
Episode 30's
THE CHAPTER 30
Two Beetles Versus Two Flowers
Meanwhile, somewhere else...
The handsome young man smiled
the cynical one in tight green clothes continued on his run as fast as the wind.
This was done because of the feeling that something was wrong that happened
after he hears from his new allies.
There's a beacon in the palace.
There was a commotion in the palace because His Majesty King Baruna vanished in the enemy's abduct!
He must be quick to be in
around the palace, to look for opportunities to sell services, or secretly
siding with any side will give you the greatest advantage
to him.
With thought and
such consideration, early in the morning he had already left the place
he lives at the end of the South Coast there to complain of profit looking
opportunity in trouble.
Several times he has
entering capital. For the purpose of finding allies or fulfilling
his wish. Stealing or looking for women.
Baskoro, have been to
Prime Minister Baruna's Palace, celebrating his son's wedding
Paramitha with Linga. Yes, Paramitha is his arch-enemy.
Which became the cause of the death of his mother Cempaka (read : Pendekar Jari Sakti )
From scales
his ally. That in secret, grandfathers, black criminals
many have been recruited into the group's undermining accomplices
Asoka State. It had long been this underground movement prepared.
They were recruited as
canteng, the security force of the evil treasurers, was also recruited by the
state officials are laden with interests, to secure themselves as
safety protector. All as a bouncer or a bouncer
to the commoners who were stuck in trouble with them.
This underground movement is just waiting for time to move when it gets command.
It is likely that soon the time will come!
Baskoro, has not made a choice to join or side with whom?
He wanted to hit a big fish.
Revenge on his enemy is avenged and he gains glory and power.
Actually, he had cleverly read the underground movement boils down to the Prime Minister of Banara.
If only chasing
glory and power without a second thought he would devote himself
the Prime Minister of Banara. But that made him go back and forth
making a decision because one of his enemies is his son Perdana
This minister.
While continuing to move
using the light science of his body Roll Up the Sky Folding Clouds, Baskoro
continue to weigh the profit and loss of his choice. And it is time that he also had to
be in motion. He must quickly raise his name, and play a role
in the great events ahead.
Yes, he decided
harboring the desire for revenge first, he decided to face immediately
Banara the Prime Minister to sell services.
*
Swordsmen who intend to provide assistance for the safety of the country have also flocked to the palace.
The criminals also do not want to lose a step. They were indeed mostly members of that underground movement.
From
last instruction, they should quickly move towards the palace, to
secure outposts or strategic places that become pockets
their power is scattered.
The State of Asoka
empty state or status quo because His Majesty vanished kidnapped the enemy.
For a time all the affairs of the kingdom were controlled by the Prime
Ministers. Their purpose is to stay before their eyes. One time
another step!
*
Return to the battle that was temporarily separated by Ganesha.
" I'm sorry, Miss Red Shirt.
If it's presumptuous isn't your yellow shawl movement just now, basic
the movement of the Bianglala Spirit Pursuit?" ask Ganesha carefully.
The Red Shirt Girl, was shocked to see from her wide pair of eyes and her eyebrows that were pulled upwards.
" What's your business, with all my skills?" his voice was faintly pointed towards Ganesha.
" Hey, Wild Girl.
Asked nicely, even your answer was rude like that," the girl scolded
Green because it does not have the heart to see handsome young men become misbehaved
because it's constantly being squished.
" Ooo, it turns out you've got an ally. Ganged yeah.... Come forward... Who's afraid!" the Red Girl got angry.
In the escape of the sword beronce fried on his back.
" Treeet's... Spring....
Let's advance!" spray riled. Stretched horses, right hand
tightly gripping the sword, the left hand twisted the shawl as a shield
to prepare for the possibility.
Suddenly the wind whistled and flashed a green shadow between them.
" ha's... Ha... Ha... Two
against one, not fair the name. I became the completer. So two opponents
two," the sound of laughter and speech came followed by his figure who had
appear among them.
Adding another one, a tall handsome young man with curls.
" You... ?" ganesha's reprimand knew who was coming.
" Aha. It turns out you're here too, huh. Goodbye again" he said arrogantly and humbly.
Seeing the behavior of youth
last one to come, make the real Red Girl good because
in a state of anger and annoyance, Ganeshalah becomes his impingement.
Ee.. This plus, the presence of strange youth uninvited and unsolicited help. All made him angry.
While slamming his legs irritated, he again squashed.
" Basic, Strange People. Who needs your help.
Hii.... Arrogant Girl, Cocky,
our business is not done... I'm lazy here a lot of cockroaches...!" in the wake of
sprayed the newcomer youth and threatened the Red Girl, once again
he slammed his feet, flashed, and he vanished into the North.
" Hey.wait. You maki me, cockroach huh?" the Green Shirt Youth darted after leaving the arena without turning her head again.
Ganesha and the Green Shirt Girl live there.
" Oh... So sorry
miss, I'm interfering with your business. Oya, my name is Ganesha. I was just curious, though,
why did the lady bring out such a gesture," sincerely Ganesha
apologizing and giving an explanation, will his actions separate
that battle.
The Green Shirt Girl, spoken to even surprised. It turns out he was daydreaming.
" ee... What do you mean?" nervous and embarrassed.
" My name is Ganesha, if
you know what Miss is and where are you going?" ask Ganesha politely
without offending that the Green Shirt Girl was daydreaming.
" Oo, I'm sorry too.
I'm Larasati. Doesn't matter. I was also surprised, just because of the sound
the carriage and dust were falling on the Red Shirt Girl earlier when she
resting at the end of the road there, he was immediately furious," he explained
to Ganesha.
Hearing that explanation Ganesha just nodded in his mind "Every fierce to meet."
A piece of sweet smile was imprinted on his face.
He did not notice that Larasati also had a red face because in her mind "Ih... Both are equally handsome. It seems to be high-science too."
Larasati became surprised when she heard Ganesha's voice.
" Where is Miss Larasati going?"
" I want to go to the Palace, because from the news of His Majesty the Lost King," he replied quickly.
" Well, our goal is the same. Could it be if we became travel companions" Ganesha suggested.
For a few seconds
larasati's mind decided quickly, who knows this great young man can
become his ally to fight his arch-enemy.
Also, Ganesha is a kind, polite and handsome young man...
Without wasting any chance, he answered quickly.
" I can, if you don't
mind, I'm taking the train?" her pointy finger was beautiful, pointing to
the direction of the large horse carriage that was stuck at the end of the road.
" Any problem, I
can follow you, just don't hurry the horse to run. I could
lag far. Ha... Ha.... Ha. "sahut Ganesha is cheerful.
Agree they. Larasati enjoys making traveling companions like Ganesha.
And, Ganesha was somehow able to match Larasati?
Finally they left for the North, to Asoka Palace.
Larasati with his horse-drawn carriage.
Ganesha with his light body science Flying Dragon Meniti Clouds followed behind the car run.
*
All came in droves, surging with different purposes.
Will the King still be saved?
Seriate....
The Mist Begins to Unravel
Palace and place
it was full of royal soldiers on guard. All places
strategically redoubled his guard.
Invitations and volunteers called for help have come surging from all over Asoka.
There are two places
intended that is, Asoka Palace which was temporarily controlled by
Prime Minister Banara and one more place is Grha Silent Soul
courtesy of Prince Ludiro.
*
The Red-clad Girl or
the one named Kemala Ayu, with annoyance and anger continued to run
to the original destination, which is to Grha Silent Soul belongs to Prince Ludiro and
Princess Xenia, a friend of her father and mother.
He paid no attention to the green shadow looming tightly behind him.
He continued to work on the study of the Wind-Winding Flying Dragon, the light body science of his father Santika's legacy.
Baskoro was surprised as well
looking at the direction of the run of the fierce Red Shirt Girl, he turned instead
towards Prince Ludiro's Silent Soul Grha Palace, not towards
Asoka Palace.
The run is very fast.
Upon reaching the intersection, Baskoro stopped his pursuit.
He chose to continue with the main goal, while time put aside the desire to have fun.
Baskoro chose the opposite direction and quickly arrived in front of the palace which was heavily guarded by the royal army.
In front of the gate, Baskoro cleverly issued a secret special sign that the underground movement possessed.
The special sign that it
get it from his allies, which can be used someday if Baskoro
to serve Prime Minister Banara.
The guards understood, and gave Baskoro a smooth way to face his lord.
*
The arrival of Baskoro includes the latter. Some black people have already come to face.
Ki Warok Samber Nyowo from the Southeast.
Nyi Sagopi of the Venomous Angel of the East.
Baskoro the Green Centipede Force itself from the South.
Ki Walang Sangit From West.
Baronang Sakti from the North.
All have gathered in the direction of Jumala the Pena Sakti, the Asoka National Teacher.
Baskoro for being
good friend Ki Walang Sangit, and his name was already known by them.
Quickly step in and join the neighborhood.
Jumala gave the instructions that had been set by Prime Minister Banara.
There were negotiations and arrangements for the future plans of Asoka State.
*
Beautiful twilight
Wind
cold whistling flying the pretty Pramesti girl's hair
feeling impatient to make a light death Red Swallow's body precede Dad
and Mother.
It hasn't been long
visit the place where his grandfather Ludiro and grandmother Xenia. Which makes it
impatient and want to quickly arrive is a sense of kangennya to the si
the twins Mahendradatta and Mahagintadantta counted his young uncle. Already
how big are they?
Because he ran while
daydreaming, he did not see the situation in front of him.
it collided with the Red shadow that flashed rapidly in the direction
ahead of him.
It was fortunate that at the last moment he was able to dent his body high into the air to avoid a collision.
" Hey....!" audibly
the surprised screams from the Red shadow. Looking at the light yellow shadow
soaring high past the top of his head.
" Sorry....!" sah
Pramesti who managed to bouncy, then landed three more spears
away softly beside the Red Girl's body that was almost hit.
" lady... Ah, apparently
you, Pramesti's sister," exclaimed Kemala who had originally almost made a mockery
and fortunately he immediately recognized the beautiful little girl dressed
yellow as his best friend.
" Ah, brother Kemala Ayu, why is it here?" he also recognized Pramesti.
Two friends who have
meet each other first. Although they are different ages, Kemala Ayu is older
three years compared to Pramesti. Because both of his parents were friends,
they also make friends as brothers and sisters.
They hugged each other, celebrating an unexpected meeting.
" ha's... Ha... Ha.... Whatabar Kemala? Where are your parents," laughter and friendly greetings from Lingga to Kemala.
Kemala immediately turned around, seeing that Uncle Lingga and Aunt Paramitha were present.
Kemala immediately released his embrace to Pramesti and scattered towards Lingga and Paramitha.
" Uncle Lingga... Aunt Paramitha... !" his greeting while saluting the two of them.
" I'm sorry, Kemala,
Uncle, Aunt. Both are still in the West. Ananda himself... Medium
learn to travel... Coincidentally miss the twins, Ananda directly
just come here," continued Kemala.
Linga and Paramitha
just smiling and nodding at Kemala's explanation.
Since it was already in the Silent Soul Grhe territory, all decided
I will continue the conversation there.
*
Larasati's carriage was already approaching the royal gate and Ganesha was still faithfully following behind it.
Larasati who better understand the state of Asoka State lead the journey.
Nimbly Larasati got out of the carriage to meet Ganesha.
" Ganesha is already
entering the Palace area. That's gate. Hows it? Want to keep going in
in a? I got word, my mom's already inside. You want to come to
Palace," bargain Larasati.
Ganesha listen
larasati offer, but it feels he is still interested to see the crowd
capitals. He chose to enjoy the atmosphere first.
" o... Your mother was here too, yes. Hmmm.. ," Ganesha weighed.
" Come, Ganesha...!" bring Larasati quickly.
" Uh... Laracati,
I was in the capital, and this was a golden opportunity for me.
For a while, I'm sorry, I wanted to go around in circles first, I said,
see the crowd of the capital how?," beg Ganesha.
" But in the capital
the situation is again precarious. Your King is gone. All places
doubled his guard," cut Larasati fast.
" Well, then, I
got to stay away from the palace full of guards, huh? And... Again sorry
can't stay with you for longer, Larasati, I'll go first!" voices
Ganesha muttered and flashed leaving Larasati in taste
disillusioned.
Though already buried in his heart, will introduce Ganesha to his mother.
But all failed, twice already he had to part with Ganesha. This handsome guy.
With gontai he walked into the palace gate. Her pretty face was unable to repel the disappointed cloudiness in her heart.
*
" Hey, Miss wait
long ago!," a clear voice stopped Kemala Ayu's steps and
everything in front of him. Uncle Lingga, Aunt Paramitha and Pramesti.
Kemala Ayu looking for origin
the voice of the man calling himself. He just turned, shadow
yellow was already standing beside him without a sound.
" I'm sorry, miss, I had to
bother you once again!" soft voice handsome youth yellow clothes pleading
sorry and ask for understanding. Smiles are developed as widely as possible, however
the reaction surprised him.
" Any, you again, which
looking for trouble. Sreetts... Hiaaa... Hiaaa," cried Kemala furiously
while passing the sword ronce fried on his back. Directly
issuing Bianglala studies of Spirit Pursuers channeled through the technique
the Shadow Sword the Life-Destroying Sword.
Linga and Paramitha
his family's special training and style. Lessons and lessons that don't mess around.
This combination of studies and styles has ever made the Geger of Asoka State (
Read: Sukma Luring Sword Geger and Sakti Finger Swordsman ).
" Haiit... Ah... Patient
Miss!" the young man's voice was shocked. No doubt he should serve
that ferocious sword attack was by bouncing his body upwards,
then tipping back to back, hovering and descending five fathoms from
place it back and provide a match with an ivory flute
it's been removed from his waist.
Feeling like I found a place
empty, and failed all his attacks. Makes Kemala even more angry,
moreover, he saw the chatty young man take out an ivory flute and
clear his attacks with the same and stronger stance.
Kemala Ayu became
getting angry and confused. All his attacks always lost one move.
Always preceded or intercepted in launching the next move.
The phallus that saw that
be amazed. Two people attacked each other by using
the same basic style. It was like seeing these two people,
I am practicing the same science.
But from observation
looking out from Lingga, he saw that this yellow-clothed young man,
having the stability of movement and ferociousness of this sword style becomes
gone, be gentle and always aim for weak points only.
This yellow shirt youth
superior, because it is able to attack and urge Kemala Ayu though
at critical moment the flute attack will change direction so as not to
harming opponents.
" Who is this young man" he asked in his heart.
Not a fraction of the time
it imposes. There was a shout like thunder and the angry shrill of a man
dragons appeared as well as the sound of loud reprimands.
" Arrgggh.
daring to die attacking my son and stealing our family science" he said
it had come, the person was still far behind and a moment later
flashed a blue shadow holding the cutting blue steel flute
skirmishes.
His left hand flashed a gentle energy so Kemala Ayu was pushed out of the battle arena.
And then quickly,
the blue figure of the adult man, continued the attack with great force
bigger than Miss red shirt who attacked him earlier.
The yellow-clothed youth felt the change.
" I'm sorry, Uncle, I... "
his voice was cut off, had not been able to explain who he was, had
it was attacked with more force and came like a storm of waves.
Santika had seen from afar the battle of Kemala against this yellow-clothed youth.
The youth dressed in yellow, had already gone, was wet and could not retreat anymore.
With
I had to take the test and the manager came back. Flute playing
its tusks roared out a dragon cry that was no less powerful.
The same style and study.
The waves of attacks come like a storm, alternating, attacking each other, locking the movement of the opponent.
The phallus once again
see the same game. The same style and study, the same,
but this time it was more terrible! Because the blue figure is Santika expert
the main heir of the Bianglala style of Spirit Pursuers and Shadow Flute Steps
Lifepeepers.
But after being looked at more carefully. The authors of the issued studies are different.
Santika tends to bring heat and heat waves.
The youth dressed in yellow, the herald carrier contained a soothing chill.
*
The sound of two
flutes attack each other, overlap each other. Sometimes roaring, sometimes moaning,
sometimes screaming shakes the heart.
The kinanti has arrived
aslo. He was surprised to see the blue dragon shadow that he knew for sure
it was Santika her husband. It was attacking strongly a shadow
the yellow dragon offset the onslaught of Santika.
Santika hastened
attack and cast a level 9 study from his Spirit Pursuer Bianglala, however
the attack can be dammed by the same undulating force
robustness.
Shadow Movement
its blue steel flute that carries heat energy is intensified. Santics
also feel the knowledge and bringer of his opponent is different from the
had it. But he knows the exact same basics.
Because his insistence is not
showing results, Santika changed her nurse tucked in a steel flute
the blue is on his waist. The Recitation of Grief Breaker Love.
Both hands
it gave off a brilliant white light. The horses are half short
circle, with a steady repulsion of his legs his body soared flying
attacking the yellow-clothed youth who was still busy eliminating the rest of the power
which is hot.
" Be careful... !" santika shouted loudly, warning her opponent who appeared to have not been on standby.
However
he was careless, the yellow-clothed young man slashed short into the earth, as if
it looks smaller, and then it wiggles its legs like
the dragon's snare. Rocking continued to sway, while tucking in the flute
tusks on the waist.
Incredibly, his body began to change in size the bigger it was, the bigger it was.
Everyone present saw it was extremely shocked and amazed.
The yellow shirt youth's body
growing up to four times again, his huge hand was stretched out
robbing the launch of a white energy catapult similar to a meteor released
Santica.
The big one, the white ball
the meteor did not bounce or change direction, but rather the result of a ball-bumping
the meteor seemed to be smashed into pieces with a flicker of white light
lost in the wind.
Seeing the body change
his opponent, Santika's memories darted into the past. He remembered his old enemy
in the past, the Brastu Bhumi was able to change like this.
His head was like being doused in cold water... Don'tdon't... Don't this weird young man have anything to do with Hurstu Bhumi.
" Lingga, try to help me, look this strange young man, have a relationship with Hurstu Bhumi, we attack from two parts" Santika's long-range voice mail to Lingga.
The phallus actually is
discover the similarity of this strange youth science with Hurstu Bhumi. Actually
he refused to graze. He was also curious about this young man.
" Hia... Hia... Hia...
Cret... Cret...," while shouting loudly waged a finger prick.
the timing. His body bounces high in the Red Swallow attack
the top of this young man who had become a giant.
Strange young man in clothes
yellow, despite getting a new opponent, his face remained calm and always
smilingly. Ajian who turned his body into a big one is a study
combined with the magic he possessed.
Double Incarnated Dragon
Being. The secret science that Grandpa Guru Pradalbo taught him,
he had to spend it to face this mighty blue uncle.
He also saw movement
agile like a grey bird that flew around him and from
the tips of his fingers came out a hot and cold energy that spread
long distance prick.
Fortunately for him
living on Sirna Fog Island, all sorts of extreme air, heat and
cold is able to absorb and control. Not to mention all sorts
the poison did not affect him.
But an attack from above
from uncle grey and attack from below by uncle blue, make it
it seems to be an easy target.
Although all of the attacks were devastating, they were able to be received and absorbed without a single bit of injury.
The yellow youth squirms
and cast the Sky Dragon Whirlwind Earth Storm. Suddenly his body
the big one spins like a giant slender. Better yet, the round
it can bounce high as if flying in response to a Linga attack,
or avoid Santika's attack.
For Santika and Lingga, they were not surprised.
All
attack, hit the target. But it was like all those attacks
entering a soft cotton swab, or being absorbed by an invisible wave
that protects the giant's body. And roll it in a round and
gone is not left.
One-on-two matches are still exciting going on equally looking for a gap to take advantage and net a blow.
Di
around the wind battle power rounds in cold heat
change comes. The sounds of screeching and snarling dragons repeatedly appeared
sahut-shut.
That big body
now it has turned ujud into a giant dragon that can
whirring and flying weaved, with its wide mouth, able to
the heat of the fire and the cold of the snow.
All those present retreated away in search of a safe place.
Kemala was stunned, not expecting the young man who was taken lightly by him turned out to have extraordinary magic.
Pramesti can only
amazed, it was only this first time that he witnessed a great battle
the real. He can only catch the shadow of a dragon
a giant attacked by his father's gray shadow and shadow
blue belongs to uncle Santika.
Paramtiha and Kinanti,
after three dollars, the two of them did not expect that there was a person who
more powerful than their husbands.
The old saying goes:" Above the sky is the sky". In front of their eyes now the speech was happening.
Although each other attacked fiercely, but the three people, as if agreeing will not hurt his opponent.
Till... Once upon a time
there was a scream of a voice that contained a great and very deep energy
authoritative, Pekikkan Rajawali Sakti splitting the screeching dragon that is being
fight.
" that's enough... Thats enough...
Stop everyone. Don't make the one who sees fear!" reproof
that voice. And there appeared a figure in white, dignified clothes, Prince Ludiro
existence.
Why did Prince Ludiro get to this place?
Let's rewind for a minute...
As usual if
dusk Prince Ludiro filled his time painting or composing poetry in
the park is not far from Villa Rajawali, is busy painting, and,
a light blue shadow flashed and Radar was already standing in no respect
far from where he painted.
" I'm sorry, dare
lancang Prince. There was a commotion on the road to the palace of Silent Grha
Souls. The results of the security friend report, there is Santika Pendekar Flute Blue
fighting with someone. And there is also the Swordsman Linga
Jari Sakti, two friends and family from His Majesty Prince
alone," Radar's voice clearly made a report. And without waiting long, though,
Prince Ludiro rushed to prove the report, all welcome
the arrival of his best friend.
A huge white shadow flashed towards the scene.
Thus Prince Ludiro, could suddenly appear in that place.
The voice was very influential. Each of those who fought immediately drew an attack and withdrew his studies.
The phallus quickly flashed closer to Ludiro.
Santika also immediately destroyed the teachings of the Grief Breaker Love and bouncy high and perched beside the Lingga.
The yellow-clothed youth, trembling also heard the voice, moreover he had now lost two of his opponents. Her magic and magic.
The form of a giant dragon disappeared and changed into the figure of a yellow-clothed youth with a smile that never escaped his face.
Once the thrill of fighting, but not a speck of sweat was seen wetting his face and his entire body.
Just inhaling for a moment the question incessantly attacked him:
" Who are you that stole our family's swordsmanship?" tegur Santika the Swordsman of the Blue Flute with a loud tone.
" And what is your relationship with Hurstu Bhumi?" he continued, no less sharp.
The yellow-clothed young man
not answering, even looking shocked, looking dumb and not
trust the handsome blue man in front of him.
His memory rolls
quickly, back to Grandpa Guru Pradalbo's narration, about the origin
himself and his parents' traits. Could this be his parents?
A handsome blue figure
standing gallantly with the horses and the blue steel flute tucked in
his waist, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, stared at the young man in clothes
yellow waiting for answers.
They're facing each other.
One was like a fierce blue dragon, sturdy, mature and dashing.
The other was like a yellow dragon, gentle and no less valiant.
Suddenly a red shadow flashed and stood right beside the handsome youth in yellow clothes.
Call him soft and trembling.
" Ganesha...?" kinanti's voice choked with no power to resist the crying.
Heard his name
being called a yellow-clothed youth was increasingly certain, let alone a beautiful woman
dress this red with a scarf on the waist and a red rose
tucked at the end of his forehead, makes Ganesha more convinced, that this is
both of his parents.
Immediately, the young man in clothes
yellow, drop down prostrate. Because of the rush to prostrate, flute
his tusks tucked away on his waist jumped and bounced off falling on
the front foot of Santika who stood was stunned.
And, clearly Santika could see the marks of finger strokes that carved names on the body of the flute. The name of the engraved is Ganesha. Was his missing son?
" dad... Mother, accept the honor of Ananda Ganesha," the voice of Ganesha trembled.
Calling the name of Father and Mother that he had been looking for and longing for all this time.
Kinanti is not able to stem his feelings, the impingement of handsome young man who has always been a shadow and hope for the rest of his life.
His cry broke, his ten-year-old son's embrace disappeared.
It never is
I doubt that the young man is his son. The true mother has
foreboding and heart-shaking to recognize his son. Especially when he sees
a pair of eyes and a smile that always adorned his lips. Aihs... That
ganesha's son.
Santika can only
looking down, the lost child has returned. How happy
his heart, seeing Ganesha grow up healthy nothing less
mighty, amazing.
And, just now he also felt for himself how great this child was.
He and Lingga alone are not necessarily able to defeat his son.
He was suspicious and
angry, why the young man could master the science of the family's magic.
Apparently, he was Ganesha his own son.
" ha's... Ha... Ha...
apparently his own person. My niece the Ganesha, "joyous voice
get out of Prince Ludiro. His laughter was wide and he reached Kemala to
come close.
" Kemala Ayu, that's your brother Ganesha who used to be missing" he said quickly.
Kemala Ayu is seen
worried, his feelings become unsettled. He was angry and astonished, at first,
why all his knowledge is read. He always loses one step
his style and his studies.
It turns out that
the attack was his own brother. From confusion, worry
until it can only be silent sculpting, until the fine fingers of Pramesti
touching and resuscitating it.
" Come, brother
rejoice, it turns out that he is your own brother" said Pramesti
chiming in on his Grandfather Ludiro, made Kemala blush and be ashamed.
" Happy Santika, please,
your missing son has appeared here. Look, it's been 20 years
age, yes. Dashing and mighty as you are" the voice of the phallus while
pat Santika's shoulder gently.
All felt the joy and joy of this unexpected encounter.
Pramesti dragged Kemala Ayu's hand towards her mother and sister.
" Come on, apologize to
your sister's. No wind no rain you almost hurt
your own brother with your style and your studies," he said agilely make Kemala
Ayu again blushed in embarrassment.
The twilight was so beautiful, it marked a happy meeting.
Matahati is about to slip into the West corner.
Making two families, the three companions hurriedly rushed a step towards the Silent Grha Soul that was already in sight.
The shadow of the entourage was immediately lost hugged by the night mist that had descended!
Seriate....
