
Samurai Mats - 72
Rather than surrender in custody, surrender by mentioning
secret friend, the man feels better to die in the fight. And
he had proved it before the eyes of the Bungsu.
Unable to resist, tears melted down the young man's cheeks. He remembered on
her father's. To the warrior who has sacrificed their lives for the sake of
expel invaders. And he also remembered Baribeh and the Cruel
until the heart betrays. He also remembered the man who was the guide.
He was sure the man must be a Minang jug. He sees it in style
and clothes. Both Kempetai and the man the guide stopped three fathoms
behind her. He heard a cocked bed. Then a hoarse voice.
“Hey, you are the owner of lepau and who wears black clothes, come quickly. Come here with
raise your hand high .”
The owner of the lepau stared calmly at the Bungsu. The Bungsu was astonished to see
the calm of the man. Slowly the man's hand approached the table at
ahead of him. And one look, the Bungsu saw a keris on the table
full of bananas. Soon the youngest could guess, this man must be
one of the couriers or eyes of the Indonesian fighters. Because if not,
there would be no way Datuk Penghulu would have him waiting for the dead courier in
lepau it. The Bungsu also immediately realized the great danger if it reached the owner
this lepau took his keris.
He was under the shadow of a lamp, his movements must have been visible to Kempetai
which is ready with a cocked bed. The man will die before he can
do what what. But he could not remember, the man had touched
his keris. That's when the Bungsu threw a glass filled with coffee in his hand
back, in the direction of the Kempetai.
Simultaneously his hand snatched the samurai on his thigh. His body d
drop it back. Three quick rolls, and then the samurai worked.
The two Kempetai were staring at the man's hand
taking keris.
They are ready to pull the trigger bedil once the keris is lifted. But they so
shocked when suddenly a glass filled with hot coffee floated up to their faces.
They then avoided as much as they could, but still their faces were splashed with coffee
that heat. They know who threw this coffee glass. Must be the one sitting
the one next to the dead courier. But as soon as they prepare.
Bungsu got near them by rolling on the ground. And …
Sret .. sret .. snap!!
The two Kempetai died on the spot. Bedil in the hands of the two Japanese never
yelp. But people were already swarming in the distance. The owner of the lepau
stunned. Keris in his hand, he had not been able to pull out of the sheath, now still
held in his hand. He has not yet moved from his place. Him
he wanted to fight, but the enemy he was going to fight was dead
both of them. So quickly the young man acted.
The man who had been a guide saw that bad gelagat immediately ran away.
But the owner of the lepau saw it, as well as the Bungsu. The owner of the lepau
by grinding the teeth swinging the hands. His crease is hunting
the man who will run away. So did the Bungsu. He hated half
die to the Minang who to the heart betrayed his people.
His hands move anyway. The long samurai darted in the darkness of the night.
The man suddenly stopped running. His eyes whizzed, then collapsed. Within
the bright electric light, people saw a dagger stuck almost
all in the neck of the man. While a samurai stands in
his back. Exactly in the heart. Penetrate up to the chest. That guy
face down.
The Gadang clock not far from where the man fell struck eleven times.
the people in the upper market who had grown up back then would have never
forget this event. On a Thursday night in late July 1945
it was a night of death for many Japanese Soldiers in Bukittinggi. Towns
where the Headquarters of Balatentara Japan in Sumatra is located.
“Come, follow me ..” arrived when the Bungsu heard the sound.
He saw the man who owned the lepau pull the keris from the man's nape. And
running towards Pasar Teleng. The Bungsu obeyed the man
his samurai from the body of the traitor. Then I took the body of the courier
news about Saburo. And she quickly followed the men
the owner of the lepau. From a distance they heard the sound of whistles and snapped
japanese Army. The sound of shoes was hunting. But at that time they
been safe. A shop opened when the man who owned the lepau passed by. Male
it went in there and the Bungsu came along.
The shopkeeper closed the door quickly. Locking with a beam
large. Shortly after, shoes ran outside. Shoecloth
Campaigns. The Japanese army is like searching for a ghost lost in the dark.
While the shop owner in Pasar Teleng brought them downstairs
his shop.