TIKAM SAMURAI'S

Episode 1's

　

　

That unbalanced fight

it's over soon. The four men gurgled easily brushing

fight them. The opponent they brushed was a young boy

about 19 years. The young man was lying near the river behind the surau

stay, far away in the village. The young man's clothes were torn apart. She didn't

self-conscious. Money's rattling. The four men who ganged up and

paralyzing himself it immediately picked up the scattered money. That money

it was the money of the four of them. Switch hands with the young man inside

a gambling that has been going on since yesterday afternoon.

At dawn, it turned out that the young man had won. He is indeed a

master gambler. Every gamble rarely loses. Unfortunately, he always

brushed off his opponent he defeated. Gambling is almost always over

brawl. And in every fight it is certain that he is the loser, because

the opponents he defeated united in ganged at him. And always that money

had him won brushed by his opponents back. Including money

his own!

”See first who will waang versus buyung. Don't just play

course.....”.One of the four men said. There is no lawfulness.

Because the young man heard nothing. He's knocked unconscious.

The four men then left. Coa paper scattered between the butts

enau leaf cigarette. Almost noon the young man just realized from his stupor.

No one knows that he's stuck there. The place they gamble

it is a remote place. In a weathered surau. Surau it's not

again ever used since a teacher teaching died pounced by a tiger when

home teaching. The village is in an uproar. And surau where teaching is transferred people

to the middle of the village. But for a long time the former surau turned into a place for people

play koa. Gambling with czech leaves.

They are not afraid of tigers. Because generally the players are

people who are good at lightning. For a long time, gambling in the former surau

it is a pride among players. Because gambling there is

one of the mental tests. Only the brave and the high-educated

dare to play there.

To reach the lake, it must pass through the grave. Then a valley

thick-headed. New surau. The valley swelled, long ago, when the manau was

the place of teaching is the rice field. But now it's been left and turned into a bush.

The young man moved his hand. He's still down. Put in motion

foot. His eyes are still closed. His nose smelled of clay. Her ear

slow to hear birds chirping.

”Hm, . . . I'm still alive,” whispered.

He tried to twist the body. His head feels throbbing. But by touching all

energy, he managed to also spit out the body. His eyes glared at him

sunlight that falls from between the leaves of the trees. He's risen. Sit

with a bow on both arms. Shaking the head

back throbbing pain. He immediately remembered his victory at dawn

earlier. But he didn't intend to check the money in his pocket. Unnecessary. Money

that doesn't need to be checked. Must have been brushed people.

He immediately gathered his memories back. He has been clinging to his memory ever since

yesterday's. Yes, yesterday evening he came here with four men.

The four men he met while buying grilled corn at the market on Friday. Him

don't know who they are. But from the way they stood up and spoke, he immediately

know that they are the players and gamblers. He knows these kind of people.

For he himself is a shrewd gambler. He is good at praying or playing

dice. The four men he saw were squatting near a pedati

tobacco-filled. He's squatting.

”Ask api” said to one who smoked a cigarette enau leaf.

That guy didn't react immediately. For a moment he looked at the young man

suddenly sat down near him. But the young man was indifferent. And finally he

give him the cigarette he smoked.

”Thank you” said the young man while taking cigarettes that live butts

short that.

But after he burned the tip of his cigarette, the man's cigarette butts were not him

restore it. Unless he just threw it away. The man's face turned red.

But the young man didn't seem to care. He even pulled out a lump of money

from behind his shirt.

”Interested in main?” he asked calmly.

Ah, he's an expert on this. The man whose cigarette butts were thrown away

staring back. Then look at his three friends who are still

calmly smoke a cigarette and sit up. One of the among

they blink their eyes. And the young man can pick up on the blinking signal

that's with the corner of his eye. But he pretended not to know.