8 Goddess of Flower Sanggana
Rajungan 9: Ramainya Lamongan Village
*The Secrets of the Howling Gorge (Configuration)*
Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari finally arrived in Lamongan Village. They stepped into the village.
“The village is crowded by the people of the martial arts,” said Putri Manik Sari commenting on the atmosphere of the village in the afternoon.
Both of them did see a number of warriors in the village. Some were walking somewhere, some were relaxing in the halls of the houses, some were talking to the residents of the house, and some were coffee in a small shop.
Especially in the stalls, all customers who are martial people, densely clustered, do not heed the health protocol keep distance.
A number of villagers of homeowners are seen working to repair some parts of his house, to make it look better than before.
“This house is empty! There are two rooms! Last night's prices are cheap! Service all night!” a man shouted to the crowd who passed in the street in front of his house.
“One more room is still left! Swordsman, champion and champion, one more room! Satisfactory service! If you are not satisfied, please go!” shouted the other homeowner.
“Hahaha!” joko Tingkir's laughter heard the cry of the second bidder. Laughing it turns out that Joko Tingkir's right hand moved quietly holding the hand of Princess Manik Sari who walked by his side.
He glared at the princess as he felt her hand being held. He looked at Joko Tingkir who was laughing as if he pretended not to understand the meaning of his gaze.
Bress!
“Akk!” joko Tingkir's screams while quickly pulling his right hand, because suddenly the hand of Princess Manik Sari who was held by him let out a fire for a moment.
“Do not be presumptuous! It's the hand of a princess!” ketus Putri Manik Sari while smiling cynically.
“He forgot that I was his helper god,” grumbled Joko Tingkir speaking to himself, but intended to listen to him to the princess.
“The helping order is adab as a human being, it has nothing to do with hold-holding!” the Princess Manik Sari.
“Yes, I will not hold you anymore, unless you hold me,” said Joko Tingkir.
Nah!
“Aww!” cry Joko Step away again suddenly, after there is a loud voice in her head.
Then a stone as big as a thumb fell to the ground. Joko Tingkir held her head while quickly looking back. Princess Manik Sari also quickly looked back.
They both saw a yellow-robed granny whose waist was wrapped around by a yellow bamboo circle. The grandmother who is still fit is none other than Emping Panaswati, who is more famous by the nickname Granny Stick Bending.
“You threw me, Granny Stick Flex?” joko asked the grandmother while rubbing her head.
“Hihihi! Don't be proud to claim to be Ki Sombajolo's student if thrown by such a small stone you cry, Get out!” emping Panaswati said laughingly.
“I'm not crying, Grandma. Only hurts!” gerutu Joko Tingkir's.
“You should be ashamed to grimace in front of a lover as beautiful as this, Get out!” emping Panaswati.
Called “sekantik this”, Putri Manik Sari just smiled a little shyly. He did not know who the grandmother was, even his famous nickname he had never heard.
“You're not with your teacher?” ask the grandmother.
“No. Teacher straight from college, I was previously crawling first, and uncle Gujara departed from Black Line Beach,” replied Joko Tingkir.
“I did not think, he said a secret meeting, but why so many martial people who are not clear of their origins want to go to the Howling Gorge,” said Emping Panaswati who is familiar with Joko Tingkir.
“Maybe they want to go to the Lolongan Cave, not to the Howling Gorge, Nek,” said Joko Tingkir.
“Hah? The Lolongan Cave? Who is such a brash person holding a jaipongan event near the Howling Gorge at the same time?!” emping Panaswati sewot.
“Quiet, Grandma. It was not a Jaipongan event. Hahaha!” joko said, then laughed to himself.
“If not a jaipongan event, then what event, huh?!” ask the grandmother a little.
“We don't know either. Grandma can ask them directly,” said Joko Tingkir.
“For what to ask them? I'll go look straight there. Ah, I was gonna offer you a pretty girl for a future wife, step aside. But I see you've got a new one. You must be hoping I'll leave quickly because you feel your affection is disturbed!” emping Panaswati.
“Hahaha! Careful, Grandma!” said Joko Tingkir who only laughed at the words of Granny Stick Bending.
“Surely the beautiful girl knows Get out on the streets. He did not know that Tepir was easy to change women,” Emping Panaswati chanted to himself like a soap opera star, while walking.
Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari can still hear clearly the babbling of the grandmother. Putri Manik Sari glared at Joko Tingkir, asking for an explanation.
“Why are you looking at me like that, Princess?” joko Tingkir asked pretending not to understand.
“I heard what the grandmother said,” replied Putri Manik Sari.
“I didn't clearly hear it. Grandma Stick Bending indeed likes to scatter is not clear if the road like that. Eating him he likes to find travel companions,” kelit Joko Tingkir. “Let's find a good place to stay. Surely a princess does not deserve to stay at a citizen's house like that.”
Joko Step aside to walk first. Princess Manik Sari followed him.
Apparently, the more they enter the center of the village, the more crowded the atmosphere by the warriors, some even in groups and in uniform. They are not PNS, but they are students of a college.
In the center of Lamongan Village there is a large restaurant next to which is equipped with simple lodging, but large enough with a large enough area.
The large dining house looks full of visitors who may all be among warriors. It was really like there was a big event that all the participants were warriors from all classes.
In his courtyard were many horses belonging to the mounted warriors. So full, even some warriors choose to eat out because there are no empty seats. The number of warriors who had just arrived in the village, restaurants and lodging remained crowded even though the sun was soon setting.
Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari entered the wide door of the restaurant. They stopped to see if there was a table that was still empty.
A male servant immediately came with his smile, welcoming the arrival of Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari.
“Welcome to Nyi Blotot Restaurant, Den Swordsman. But sorry, all the tables are filled. If Aden is both willing to wait, I will tell you soon,” said the waiter greeted kindly.
“Good, we will wait,” said Putri Manik Sari.
“I stay for a while, Den Pendekar,” said the waiter as he bowed to humble himself.
However, when the waiter just turned around to leave, he suddenly turned again to face Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari.
“Den Swordsman, on the right is done!” the waiter said excitedly. “Mari, before anyone precedes!”
Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari immediately followed the waiter towards the right side of the restaurant.
There were two male warriors who got up from their seats, after they had finished their big meal. They walked towards the cashier whose position was guarded by a handsome young swordsman.
The waiter who led Joko Tingkir and Putri Manik Sari immediately cleaned up the rest of the meal at the table that had been abandoned. With a piece of cloth he carried, the servant wiped the table surface clean. Along with that, Joko Tingkir and Manik Sari sat down at the side of the table.
“What message do you want, Den Pendekar?” ask the gentleman. The waiter at the restaurant will get a special bonus from his employer by counting based on the number of customers they serve.
“Sfat Smile! You must be accountable for what you did!” the loud scream of an old woman suddenly shocked everyone in the place.
A fat man in loose-fitting light blue clothes who was eating voraciously, was shocked because his name was called harshly. The fat, long-haired man who was tied modestly with a white ribbon was none other than Fat Demon, the rebel leader in the Duchy of Repakulo.
The shout also shocked the Fat Demon friend who was a man dressed in black. He was armed with a sword on his waist. It was Sepa Maraga, the bodyguard of Fat Demon.
Wut wut brakr!
A wooden stick circled through the air. Then the head of the stick smashed into the dining table where Fat Demon and Sepa Maraga dined at dusk.
However, before the table was smashed together with his hindrance, the two men had already both jumped back and landed on the empty floor. Although fat, it seems that Fat Demon has a tough movement, both when jumping and when landing that directly pairs the horses.
The attacking stick suddenly shot itself into the air then was struck by a brown-robed figure. The figure also landed on the floor of the restaurant among the visitors.
The wand man was a grandmother whose white hair was neatly coiled. He was none other than Muni Kelalap, the lover of the Red Nose Sheep. Previously Muni Kelalap was a member of the Fat Demon God-led Boxing Group.
All eyes are now on the three people who are struggling. While the servants of the restaurant did not care about what happened. They remain focused on working quickly to serve customers who wait to get big bonuses. (BH)
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NOTE:
In this seasson READERS will be presented many names of new and old figures, please READERS more patient if exposed to confusion because of the confusion factor given the name2. Please apologize in advance from AUTHOR.