Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapter 42. Hatif, Unconceived Voice

Not remaining silent, the undead smashed his right hand, and,

Pyarrs!

The axis of the amby fiery torch was spurting in all directions.

Panicking because his attack was unsuccessful, Ki Saptajati pulled a kris at the waist. Mouths muttered the mantra quickly as they stepped back. Then,

Byuh!

The blade of keris by Saptajati. Later,

"Himu ...!"

Jem!

Bugh!

Ki Saptajati managed to stab keris into the stomach of the undead but his stomach was also beaten by the medi hand punch.

Ki Saptajati's body was thrown backwards to hit the residents who were shaking so they collapsed.

Woefully the undead still moved forward. The keris that stuck in the stomach did not make the middle of the Tengleng head was uprooted.

"K-kab—"

With a sick stomach, Ki Saptajati wanted to tell the residents to run away but his stomach felt squeezed from the inside so that the sound that came out even resembled the cry of a cow in pain.

As the undead drew nearer, Ki Saptajati could only glare.

As well as the citizens, fear has made them unable to scream or move.

That crucial moment, though,

"Geeya!"

Keep Saksena who was using the time to rest for a while back on the attack, swing the axe. And,

Crakk!

The stone axe hit the knee of the undead. However,

Wuout!

The living corpse counter-attacked with a right hand.

Dodging by rolling on the ground, keep Saksena read off the corpse's leg.

Crakk!

Keep thinking, although not able to kill the medi tengleng head, the important thing must be able to paralyze it.

On the sidelines of his attack, Jaga Saksena shouted at the residents, saying,

"Everything! Stay away! Whooo!!"

Miracles happen. The residents who had felt stiff could not move were still able to retreat even though they could not stand up.

When Jaga Saksena was still concentrating on breaking the two legs of the undead, she heard a voice without a look, but,

"Dragon, use your spirit power!"

Struck for a moment by the sound, Jaga Saksena almost hit by the attack of the claw of the medi tengleng head. Fortunately, Jaga was able to throw himself aside and roll on the ground.

'That sound?! Thank you for reminding me!'

Keep Saksena up, her heart is alive. Reading the verse he memorized, the verse about the greatness of Gusti Alloh.

'Wa ilahukum ilahuwahid. Laa ilaha illa huwarrohmanurrohim. Allohu laailaha illa huwalhayyulqoyyum ....'

At the same time, the undead tried to charge forward. But all of a sudden the movement was restrained like a great wall was preventing it.

"Bismillahi Allohu Akbar!"

Gritting loudly, Keep Saksena jumping forward over swinging the stone axe. And,

Brass!

All pairs of eyes of residents including Ki Saptajati wide. How not! The stone axe in the little boy's hand turned like a giant fire sword that cut straight from above, splitting the bodies of the undead.

Not only was it split apart, an instant later the undead body turned into charred ashes.

"I don't think, the word for slaughtering animals can have such a devastating effect," muttered Jaga Saksena with a smile and then expressed gratitude to Gusti Alloh ta'ala.

Seeing the ghost of the Tengleng head destroyed to ashes, the village shaman, Ki Saptajati, rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

'My gris is not able to destroy the undead, how can this little boy .. oh my keris!'

Saptajati immediately got up and ran towards the empty ash.

"Akh .. Kerisku is indeed powerful!" exclaimed Ki Saptajati took his intact keris lying among the ashes.

Successfully exterminating the ghost of the tengleng head, Jaga Saksena hailed as a magic shaman. Even the little boy is now shouldered and paraded in crowds by residents to the residence Ki Lurah Badrapala.

Along the way, praise was unceasingly gushing from the mouths of the villagers.

Although Jaga Saksena has repeatedly said he is not a magic shaman, they do not care.

"Den Keep it awesome!"

"The most dedicated witch doctor I've ever met!"

"Den Keep the most powerful shaman in the universe!"

Keep Saksena smiling, not expecting just a minute of glory approached her. Tetiba had a sense of pride to infiltrate, whispering to his heart, 'You are indeed the best Keep!'

That's when suddenly Jaga Saksena again heard the sound. "Consider your heart and realize that only Gusti Allh's will will will be accomplished!"

"Astaghfiullah!" exclaim Keep Saksena startled and immediately yell for her to be taken down, "Let down! Lower me!"

Instantly people stopped praising and quickly lowered Jaga Saksena.

Without saying anything, when the foot stepped on the ground, Keep Saksena running straight away leaving everyone behind.

The residents could only gawk, not understanding what really happened to the magic shaman so suddenly ran away.

Keep running and running. As if I wanted to run away from life. The darkness of the night did not make it difficult for the little boy to sort the way.

Out of the village, Jaga Saksena still continues to run until entering the land between villages. This vast land is empty, because it will usually be planted if the rainy season arrives.

Long time running, Jaga Saksena finally stopped and immediately cleaned her body with the surface of the ground.

Contingent on the north star, Keep easily determine the direction of the qibla.

Stand straight without holding a pedestal or oun prayer, Keep Saksena pray.

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In the morning Kumalungkung Geger village. Every talk is a story about Jaga Saksena's heroics last night.

The story of Jaga Saksena the magician shaman.

They are too eager in telling stories until the spices are sprinkled beyond the dose. So, the name Jaga Saksena _in the village of Kumalungkung_ switched like a fairy tale.

Unlike Ki Lurah Badrapala. In the pendopo of his residence, the sturdy man did not look happy when he heard the story of heroism Jaga Saksena in quelling the undead last night.

"Jaga Saksena!" muttered Ki Lurah Badrapala squeezing her own hand.

A moment later,

"Breaks!"

"Kulo Ki Lurah!"

"Prepare my horse!"

"Make Ki Lurah!"

The man who had just reported the story of Jaga Saksena to ki lurah left the pendopo room to prepare the horse.

When it's ready.

The tep!

Ki Lurah Badrapala leapt lightly onto the back of a blackish horse that looked huge dashing pus.

"Barek! If my wife comes back tell her I have important business!"

"Ready Ki!"

"Yahoo!"

Badrapala kicked his horse.

'I hope the boy isn't far away yet, or maybe he's headed for the soulless market!'

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The sun was almost right overhead when Jaga Saksena entered a very crowded market. At least according to Jaga Saksena.

"Waaah ... so many ...?" wonder Keep Saksena before entering the market.

The boy immediately asked one of the market visitors where he could buy dried meat and honey.

Armed with answers from the person, Jaga Saksena snuck between the crowd.

Buying one hundred and twenty-six pieces of dried meat as well as two bags of honey, Jaga Saksena immediately paid with a piece of gold.

Carrying a bundle on the back, now keep walking around looking at the things being sold for.

Some exchanged goods, many paid for pieces.

Keep unaware, two men have been following him since he paid with a gold puck at a dried meat seller.

'The teacher gave me more pieces, definitely this so I could buy something, ' said Keep Saksena in my heart. 'Ahmmm ... What if I taste the rice of this area, will it be as good as the rice made by Ki Pandu? Hiks Hiks Hiks!'

"Uncle, you asked. Where is the rice seller in this market?" Keep Saksena asking someone.

"rice dealers? What do you mean?"

"Yes a shop or anything that sells delicious and tasty rice!"

"Let me show you!" One of the two people who had followed Jaga Saksena approached. "You're selling your bells!"

"Ba-good!" looking scared, the man asked by Jaga Saksena passed by.

"Little boy, let me show you the best rice seller. You'll never forget what it's like, forever!"

"Thank you, Uncle. You're very nice."

With pleasure, Jaga Saksena followed two men in all black clothes without sleeves with the open chest.

"Lha why are we out of the market, Uncle? Is there nothing in the market?" tanya Jaga Saksena because now they have been outside the northern market.

"There is, but it's not as good as there!" One of the men replied while pointing in the direction of the road that was wide enough.

"If so let's get there quickly, Uncle!" keep watch while glancing towards the sun that has shifted from its highest point.

"Come!"

The three rushed too.

However, after quite a distance they walked, the promised rice seller had not yet been seen.

Finally, Keep stopping and then asking, 'em,

"Uncle, is the most delicious rice seller still far away?"

The two men also stopped one spear in front of Jaga. Later,

"Haha!" The two laughed together.

"You are old, but playing with children! He was asked to laugh."

"Children ...! Ahaha! We're not taking you to a rice vendor. But to the realm of death!"

"Haha!" Both back together.

"Haha!" Keep Saksena laughing even though the sound of her laughter is made up.

"Werkat! He didn't seem to know what I meant just now. You explain to her quickly!"

"Ready Brother Gumbala!" replied the shorter man then took one step closer to Jaga Saksena. "Hwoi Boy! We're gonna kill you. Then all your property will be taken away! Do you understand now?!"

"You, Werkadal! And you, Gumbala! Repent never again to commit such a crime!"

"What! A tomato?!"

Werkadal and Gumbala looked at each other then,

"Haha!"

Laughed and mocked his words, Keep Saksena scratching her head. 'What does the equivalent repent?' say?' ask Keep it in your heart.

"Gini, Uncle. I mean never repeat your actions. Do good to others never make others suffer!"

"This kid is so chatty!" gerutu Gumbala then gave orders to friends who were like men,

"Werkat! Before his mouth makes my ears bud, quickly kill him!"