Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 39. Down Mountain

Month passed.

On a clear morning in the cave courtyard.

"So, Master will go to the market to buy food supplies. You train earnestly and eat without waiting for Master to return. Next month you're gonna have to buy food."

"Good, Teacher!"

"Oh yeah, since it's been a month of qomariyah, your movement training will add weight."

In addition to religious sciences, Jaga also taught science. So Keep knowing in one year there are twelve months, in one month there are 29 or 30 days. In one day there are 24 hours. In an hour there are 60 minutes. In one minute there are 60 seconds.

The teacher took a long cloth and tied the stone to two arms and two legs Keep Saksena. Also in the front and back.

"Start practicing, Teacher go first. Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'alakumussalam warahmatullahi wa barokatuh!"

Not paying attention to his teacher anymore, Jaga started putting up the horses and doing the basic moves.

'Weight!'

Although it feels heavy, Keep the therapist doing the movement.

Initially, Jaga punches are like sloping down due to the weight of the stone. But over time Jaga got used to it.

Since then, the basic movement exercises and the style of Kayuku Kayumu are carried out by Jaga Saksena by carrying a load of stones.

Until it didn't feel like a month had passed back.

"Jaga, as the teacher said a month ago, now it's your turn to go down the mountain. What you have gained from the teacher, apply it well and take care of your morals."

"Good Teacher! Students are leaving."

Gleefully Keep Saksena apart.

Armed with a small bag of gold pieces given by his teacher, Jaga said his greetings and then ran small down the slope. Not to forget, the stone ax that he had been putting in the cave, now he slipped back on the waist.

Agilely, Keep Saksena down the slope. Jumping from stone to stone without fear of slipping.

Exercises given a stone ballast for one month greatly help increase body strength Keep Saksena. So when without stone ballast, the body feels light.

Long journey, until Jaga Saksena in the forest where the land began to flat.

Keep glancing towards the sun that has shifted from its highest peak.

'It turned out that the cave where we lived was very high! It's dhuhur time, but I just got to this forest!"

This is a long forest. Keep knowing because you could see it some time ago from up there.

Still have ablution, Jaga Saksena directly established prayer dhuhur. On the ground are dry leaves that fall to the earth.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullooh ....!"

"Grrrr ...!"

When Jaga Saksena gave a second greeting, on her left side a distance of two spears, had stood a striped tiger with the front legs slightly forward and the body slightly backward, ready to pounce.

"Grrrr ...!"

"You want to prey on me?" Keep Saksena grinning.

"Ghoaarr ...!"

Tigers jump the safest with their mouths wide open.

At the same time, Jaga rolled to the side before getting up running while shouting, Jaga,

"Catch me if you can! Ha ha ha ha ha!"

A chase ensues, but clearly Jaga Saksena wants to have fun because she is constantly laughing.

Moreover, the forest is not too overgrown with plants that propagate, Jaga can run without worrying about being entangled in the legs.

When the tiger was left behind, the boy slowed down his running pace so that the tiger was again eager to chase.

Until, about an hour into the chase, the tiger seemed no longer interested in continuing. The beast stopped its running and sat with its mouth open. Yes, tigers are also animals that feel tired especially the stomach is hungry.

Know no more being chased, keep stopping flipping.

"Ha ha ha! Not in vain I rehearsed day and night!" muttered Keep Saksena happy and then again shouted,

"Hwoii Harimauu ...! Are you tired of accompanying me!?"

Obviously there is no answer except the echoes of Jaga's voice reflected by the trees.

Keep Saksena flipping to get back to running.

Fortunately this forest no one, if there are people, maybe Jaga Saksena will be suspected medi (ghost_pen) forest guard.

The sun almost sank when Jaga Saksena came out of the forest.

Slow down his running pace until now just walk, Keep Saksena look towards the sky in the west while scratching her head.

"It turns out that the market is meant by teachers far away, even I continue to run and just rest when praying. But this, almost maghrib I just came out of the forest. I can't imagine the speed of a teacher. Or maybe the teacher is really flying. But ... Where are there flying humans?!"

Although Jaga used to feel like he was taken flying by the teacher but when the eyes of the head did not see for themselves, he was not sure.

Keep going slowly, looking for a suitable place to wait for maghrib to arrive.

After performing the ritual of worshiping the Creator in Maghrib time, Jaga ate a slice of meat seasoned with honey.

'Luckily the teacher gave him a supply of dried meat, hehehe!'

Keep chuckling in the heart, laughing at the stupidity of himself who was not willing to bring supplies.

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Night covers mayapada.

Kumalungkung Village looks very quiet. No one was outside the house.

The patrol post set up near the village gate was also empty. Leaving bamboo sticks relies on loneliness in solitude.

This began with the murder of a thief by the villagers a few days ago near the patrol post.

The thief was actually caught in the middle of the village but was dragged and beaten outside the village. His body was buried there.

From that day on, every night there was the sound of people whimpering again for help. Whereas the seven-figure flower has been sprinkled along the village border. The fire has also been burned. Sesaji has also been presented.

But the voices are still being heard. Making the citizens afraid especially those who feel join the thief.

The residual smoke of burning garbage in the afternoon adds to the atmosphere of the night is increasingly scary. It was then that a ten-year-old boy entered the village gate casually. A stone axe tucked in his left waist.

"What loneliness? Assalamu 'alaina wa'ala 'ibadillahissolihin," exclaimed the boy who was none other than Jaga Saksena.

Just a few steps into the village, Jaga is greeted by a roadside post building built like a small stilt house.

'There are small houses that do not have doors and walls. Uh what is that?'

Although dark, helped by the faint moonlight Jaga Saksena saw the hanging bamboo pieces.

Keep approaching then grabbing the batter tucked in the bamboo hole.

"It looks like it can be shaved."

The keg! The keg! The keg!

"Good too!"

Nah!The keg! The keg!The keg! Nah!The keg! Nah!The keg!

Hearing the sound of a fart, residents whose homes were not far from the patrol station immediately rose from the bed, and,

"There's a king of starch! How's this?!"

But a moment later,

"What is this fart?! How changed?!"

The citizens were also confused.

"Crazy! Someone dared to mess around in the patrol post. Is he not afraid? Or maybe ...."

The sound of clapping continues to be heard making the citizens increasingly wonder. Whether it is human action or even medi (ghost_pen).

However, the sound of clapping stopped. That's because Jaga Saksena remembered her teacher's message to maintain morals.

"The sound of this thing I'm talking about can be disturbing to others. Sorry Teacher ...! Schoolgirl forgot!" shout Keep Saksena.

Returning the batter to his place, Keep Saksena sitting at the patrol post with her barge legs.

Planning to continue the journey tomorrow, the boy's mouth began to read something aloud.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim ...."

Yes, Keep Saksena repeating her words. In one day, Jaga is required by the teacher to repeat the greeting for three hours. Today, because running Jaga Baru has a chance.

The calm atmosphere of the night, punctuated only by the sound of jlekitet (dwarf crickets_pen), makes Jaga Saksena sound quite far.