TIKAM SAMURAI'S

Episode 63

Samurai Mats - 63

“My name is May-may ..” she said with a smile.

When Mei-mei sees the coachman staring at her, she immediately comes to him. Then

with a respectful attitude towards the old man.

“Thank you for your help to us ..” he said.

The old man smiled.

“My name is Datuk Penghulu Basa. You can call me father

or Datuk sir. Stay here for a while. Towards healthy kokomu. My

his ribs are broken. It's dangerous if he's in town

like those. Datuk's friend whom he guided last night and Kempetai for sure

lookout. What's your kokom name?”

“Bungsu. We just came from Payakumbuh.”

“Yes. I was in front of the inn when you got off the bus ..”

Datuk Penghulu Basa then tells about who was killed by the Bungsu

in that inn. About a herd of rogues based in the reed jungle

the Tambo Valley.

“Hey, introduce, my student Salim ...”

Datuk Penghulu introduced the young man who had been training with him to

May-may. The girl greeted the greeting. Salim felt his heart thump

when she shook the hands of the beautiful Chinese girl. The day after that

the Bungsu was treated by Datuk Penghulu at his home. He had to lie down

thirty days in bed. His ribs were broken not just two pieces.

But there are three that I ate by the feet of the thief Datuk and his men.

During that time Mei-mei also lived there. He's roomy with upik. Each

datuk Penghulu Basa Day still makes a living with its objects. She told

mei-mei and the Bungsu. The Japanese are actually grateful to the person who

unknown who killed the herd of thieves. But besides being grateful

japanese love also keep looking for the Bungsu. Because whatever it is, the killer

he must hear his testimony about the incident. The chief thief

his arm and leg were treated in hospital. He's still alive.

Kempetai managed to extract information from the mouth of the head of this thief about

their headquarters in Tambo. The Japanese then raided their headquarters in the jungle

bamboo it. Seven more people were taken from there.

Now, people do not feel worried anymore passing in the decline of Tambo like time

times before. In the past, to Bukittinggi from Tigobaleh and

around it, people have to turn their way to Simpang Limau. Or turn to Banu

Not infrequently people meet the bodies in Batang Tambuo that watering profusely. But

now such a time is past. One day when the Bungsu felt a little

okay, he tried to stand up. It had been twenty days since he

brought to this house.

His three broken ribs were already quite comfortable, it was due to treatment

my grandfather was a child. Mei-mei with the addition of the dried herbs she brought

the Sago mountain. That morning he woke up to the chirping of birds and the sound of snapping

scrawled outside the house. He opened the window and breathed in the fresh morning air

barged in. The coffee was on a small table inside

that room. In a glass lies some cobra flowers of roses.

It must have been Mei-mei who put it down. Like the girl's every morning

while in this house. Datuk Penghulu must not have returned. Because last night he

he said that tonight they needed to. There was a gathering of fighters at

Ambacang Hill. The grandfather was one of those fighters. When he

looking back, he was stunned. In a small field behind the house

that, he saw people were shining. One must be Salim. Incense

Datuk Penghulu's. He knew the young man during his stay in this house. Good youth

and humble and virtuous.

What he could hardly believe in his vision was Salim's opponent

that shiny. His opponent is a woman. A gal. Dress up

all black and her long hair tied high. The black clothes

contrasted with her clean yellow skin. The silat he brought was very

opposite of her meek body, and her beautiful face.

May-may. Mei-mei learned silat It's really something amazing.

On the edge of the field, the Upik son Datuk Penghulu Basa looked at it fully

attentiveness. Every now and then the little girl cheered when it was a kick or a punch

Mei-mei about Salim's body. Or sometimes the girl cried out in a rage when

coincidentally the young man hit Mei-mei's body. The Bungsu was really fascinated.

He doesn't understand silat. But looking at Mei-mei's movements, she's sure the girl is already

start fast with his feet and hands. Twenty days he studied.

Back then, when Salim was intending to catch Mei-mei's hand blow, the girl

let it. When Salim intended to take possession of the hand, it was beyond belief,

mei-mei's left leg, which was behind her right leg, kicked forward

very strong and fast. The kick was so sloppy. New salim

realize the danger of that kick when it's too late.