Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 36. Skinned

Previously, Jaga Saksena who was carried away by Rawal had been placed in a safe place, a large tree that had a cavity.

Rawal told Jaga Saksena to enter the cavity and cover it with leaves to disguise.

"Dragon, you stay here until it's safe! I'll help Adi Pekok!"

"Let me come, Uncle! We're gonna beat them up!"

"It's not a child's business, take care."

Keep Saksena speechless, he realized he would only be a burden if forced to come along.

After covering the wooden cavity, Rawal who was about to leave said,

"Jaga, the first time we saw you we actually wanted to catch you for us to sell as slaves. But somehow as time went on, Adi and I felt the same way. For us, you are family. For us, you are a friend. Stay alive! I'll go first, Keep it!"

Those words that make Jaga Saksena follow Rawal.

*

Now ... On Wilantaka's call, not felt, Keep Saksena shedding tears.

Tears left behind by running fast Wilantaka.

'Uncle Rawal ... Uncle SuPekok ... If I survive, I will send them all to the realm of eternal torture!'

Jaga can only say in his heart, because his whole body feels stiff, can not be moved at all.

The night had covered the maya by the time the five warriors entered the courtyard of a magnificent house.

Their arrival was immediately greeted by a large, bare-chested man.

"You wait here, I'll report to Raden Bakintal!" said the big man and rushed in.

"Ndoro ...! Ndoro ...! Ndoro ...!"

"Hold your mouth Jakala, or I rip! Don't you see I'm doing a puja spell?!"

"I'm sorry servant, Ndoro."

Raden Bakintal and his wife were in a special room. Both face the bokor of the incense burner. In front of the bokor, there was a chest where the body without the life of their son lay stiff. The corpse had been given a special potion so as not to rot.

Raden Bakintal has vowed not to bury or bury his son's body as long as the killer has not been caught.

"Wait there!" snapped Raden Bakintal, making Jakala wait quietly with a position of rest outside the room that does not have doors.

Before long, Raden Bakintal came out. His wife continued the ritual.

"What's Jakala?!"

"Ijin report, Ndoro. Five warriors came with Raden Takil's killer."

"Basic Guoblogk! Why didn't you tell me from earlier?!" angry Raden Bakintal while rushing out to meet the five warriors who came.

Arriving in the courtyard,

"Raden Bakintal's! Is this the boy you're looking for?!" Wilantaka asked while lowering the boy's body off his shoulders.

Under the torchlight, Raden Bakintal observed the figure of the boy who did not move in the slightest.

"Yeshine ...!" yell Raden Bakintal.

"Hamba, Ndoro!" Jakala tergopoh.

"You see this kid what exactly are we looking for?!"

"Well, Ndoro!"

Jakala took the torch and brought it closer to the boy's face.

"Yes, Ndoro! He's the one we're looking for!"

"You're not wrong Jakala?"

"No, Ndoro. It's appropriate. Look at the stone axe also there," said Jakala assured.

"Finally! Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughing softly, Raden Bakintal came forward to grab the boy's hair.

Looking at the raden, Wilantaka stepped forward one step to block, and,

"The basis of the yellow swordsmen!" as Raden Bakintal shouted. "Yeshine ...!"

"Hamba's here, Ndoro!"

"You get me a gold piece in my room. Two large pockets. You take five more small bags in addition. Let them know who Raden Bakintal is!"

"Ready, Ndoro!"

"Ha ha ha! You're a real raden, Raden Bakintal!"

The one who praised was Kipala Sanga, no need for him to ask, was given an addition.

"Dealing with Raden Bakintal, will never be disappointed!" sahut Raden Bakintal with a little head up, jumawa.

Before long, Jakala again carried two large bags each containing a thousand pieces of gold and five small bags.

"Give it to them!" raden Bakintal's orders won't touch his own pockets.

Once received, Raden Bakintal told them to count the pieces of gold.

"I just need to know this piece of gold, no need to count it," Wilantaka said opening a large bag and petting it.

With just a cradle, Wilantaka knew how many pieces of gold were in the bag. The same thing was done by Kipala Sanga.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

"It's nice to deal with you, Raden Bakintal!" Wilantaka smiled with satisfaction. "I'll give this dalit boy for you. If you need our help, you know where to find us! Ha ha ha ha!"

Wilantaka and his four friends laughed and left.

Not minding the departure of the five warriors, Raden Bakintal gave the order, saying,

"You take this boy back, Jakala! And prepare the tools to skin him alive!"

"Ready, Ndoro!"

*

Behind the house of Raden Bakintal, where there are high walls surrounding.

"I'm sorry, Dalit boy. You gotta tie it!" hiss Jakala while erecting the body Jaga Saksena in front of the wooden crossbar, then spread out two hands of the boy and then tied it to the crossbar.

And so too with the boy's feet.

After binding firmly, Jakala took the equipment to peel the buffalo skin and then reported to the ndoro.

Soon Raden Bakintal who had changed into all black clothes rushed to the back of the house.

Taking out the sharp little blade that had been prepared, Raden Bakintal gave the order,

"Free the shot, Jakala! I want this boy to feel how hurt the heart of the old man who lost his only son!"

Jakala nodded, then advanced.

Thaq!

"Hhhh ...! I can finally talk!" Free from totokan, Keep Saksena immediately shouted, "Hai Raden Bakintal! You know, I didn't kill your son!"

The boy thrashed, but the rope that tied was too strong.

"Who made my son fall from a tree?!"

"Well, if that's your question, I admit it's because of me. But it was his fault! He's the one who pulled me!"

"Finally you admit too, Dalit boy!" So Raden Bakintal looked up into the sky and exclaimed,

"Watch, my son, I have captured the man who killed you. I'll skin his body to cover your body! I'll give you the blood to water your belly button!"

Raden Bakintal advanced slowly, carrying a shiny knife despite only being hit by the light of a torch. While Jaga Saksena can only close the eyes while biting the lower lip.

Can not be denied, Jaga Saksena's heart was swallowed by fear. The shadow of his entire body being skinned made the fur of sitting on the nape start to stand in horror.

'Okay The Creator ... Please with all your will, strengthen me ....' Keep Saksena wishing in your heart.

"I'll start skinning you from the neck, boy!" whispered Raden Bakintal.

Keep Saksena feeling the coldness of the blade sticking around her neck. When the knife went slowly, there was pain there.