
Samurai Mats - 28
”Bapak will be difficult because of this father's help..” The youngest
say slowly
For the first time the priest's daughter looked at him. On his face which
bruises and his mouth and nose were bleeding. The Bungsu also looked at him.
They have known each other for years. Didn't they stay
a village? It's just how foreign he feels in this village. And girl
this, the son of the Imam who is one of the flowers in this village, too
looking at him with a foreign feeling.
”Thank you for the water and the washcloth Saleha.
The girl did not answer. He still stared at her silently. Watching the young
which by the villagers called have sold this village in some Japanese
a while ago. Stare at the youngster who is the number one gambling player
that's.
”Provide rice. We'll eat together. Where's Sawal?”
The priest gave the order, and asked while cleaning his face
youngest. Saleha remained silent. He wondered why his father would help him
clean the face of this gambler.
”Where to Sawal?” the priest asked.
”already since braid he did not go home”
”provide rice...”.
But before Saleha left, the door was knocked by people from outside. Saleha's Face
pale-toothed. Demik was also the Imam.
”Pak Priest….Mr. Imam... quickly open the door” heard a male voice from outside.
They're staring. The youngest leans. Look to Faith and Saleha
pale. And suddenly without being opened, the door was broken from the outside. Two men
go in. The youngest immediately knew him as the person who had been helping him.
The two men were momentarily stunned looking at him.
”What's Leman?” The priest asked while standing up.
”Sawal sir Imam...”
”What's with Sawal..”
”He caught Kempetai with Malano..”.
Saleha. The priest himself was stunned. Kempetai's name made his body so
weaklings.
Japanese military intel was notorious for its cruelty. The army of choice alone can
it's already intervened, it means dead
”Why was he arrested Kempetai...?” The priest asked weakly.
”Two nights ago he stole a Japanese gun in Kubu Gadang. With Malano
and some of our fighters. Two men have been caught.the weapon that worked
stolen only six. Now they are both in the mosque..”.
”In the mosque?”
”Ya..”
Without speaking ba or ma'am, the Hajj rushed down followed by the two men
earlier. Then also Saleha. The youngest took a deep breath. Take a washcloth
and went back to cleaning his face.
Malano was cupped, and so was Sawal. Abang Saleha the son of the Imam. Formerly
often call himself a kapir gambler. Sawal is famous for santri. Noth
because of his father Hajj and the imam in the mosque. But that young man was indeed that young man
pampholes. He is a teacher in this village. The young man was arrested by Kempetai
for being caught stealing weapons at Japanese Headquarters in Kubu Gadang. Bah, young man
it was too bagak.he thought while still rolling on the mat.
In front of the mosque stood three people. They are upright glazed with waist.
Residents were rushing not far from the courtyard of the mosque. The third camp was not
carrying a long bedil.as the members of the elect Campaign, they only
carrying a gun and a samurai.
”Have your son out of Hajj. Otherwise. we will drag it out”
One of the men said. The kempetai is fat. Saleha
crying near her father. The priest did not speak. He went into the mosque. Inside, in,
near the mihrab, he met Sawal sitting with a pale face. Shoulder wound. Seemingly
there was a fight when he stole a gun with some of the fighters
Indoneszian. Nearby sat Malano.
The man who beat the youngest. He was an underground warrior.
Who swore to kill as many Japanese as possible. As revenge for
the death of his teacher Datuk Berbangsa one year ago.
The Haji looked at Malano silently. There's a lot he wants to say. But not
there are words that can be said in a moment like this. He wants to send
her son fled. But if he flees, the rest of the population will
the japanese were arrested instead.