Sanggana Swordsman
Dewo8: Intruder
*Wongawet Village (Dewo)*
“You just have to wait for us at the Village Chief's house,” Tirana told Roll Tongue.
“This is tetete... too easy,” said Roll Tongue while smiling lightly.
“Prove if easy,” says Tirana urgently.
The tongue that was carried away by Tirana's tilt, finally flashed in.
“Hei!” shouted the gate guard youth. He was shocked when he saw the Tongue Scroll flashing through the gate. Then the screams are tight, “There are intruders!”
Suddenly from the left right area of the large road that split the village flashed a number of people, men and women.
Dak dak!
Some men directly attacked the Tongue Scroll with a lunge in the air. Roll Tongue parried with both hands. Roll the Tongue pushed back, but it can land well on the ground.
A total of eleven people, seven young men and four young women instantly set up a confinement formation.
“What do you mean enter this village without permission, Kisanak?!” asked the young man in black clothes whose clothes were not buttoned, left open so as to reveal his body muscles that had been sweating by previous activities. He was named Rawing, one of the respected young men in the village of Wongawet.
While Joko Calm and Tirana just watched from outside the top gate what was faced by Tongue Roll.
“Mememe... indeed kekeke..why did I get into dedede....this village? In dedede.... other villages do not mamama... problem!”.
The young men looked at each other with smiles upon hearing the way Roll Tongue spoke.
“Kekeke... why? Tititi.... never seen a bibibibi.. stuttering talk?!” snarled Roll Tongue.
“What's up, Rawing?” asked a young man dressed in blue. He came with the gatekeeper who had gone to report to the Village Chief.
The handsome young man had a dashing and dignified mannerism under his black blankon. He was named Sudarka, the young man who was confirmed and was a confidant of the Village Chief.
“This person infiltrated, logged in before permission,” replied Rawing.
Sudarka then turned to the gatekeeper youth, “Is this guest what you mean?”
“Not. Guests I mean waiting at the gate,” replied the gatekeeper youth.
Sudarka threw his gaze a bit further towards the gate. He saw the whereabouts of Joko and Tirana who stood waiting.
“Although this fat guy came later, but he seems to be a friend of the two guests,” added the gatekeeper youth.
“Hmm,” murmured Sudarka while silent for a moment, as if thinking briefly. Then he said to Rawing, “Usir that fat guy!”
“Good!” said Rawing obediently.
Sudarka then stepped away towards the gate letting Sudarka and his friends take care of the Tongue Scroll. The gatekeeper youth followed Sudarka.
Roll Tongue only looked at Sudarka's departure with his eyes round. Sudarka's attitude is considered calm.
“Kisaak, we give you a choice. Are you going willingly or are we forcing you to leave?” rawing said to Roll Tongue.
“I mamama... would like to meet with kekeke. I tititi.... won't go!” toilet Roll Tongue.
“People who have infiltrated will not be accepted by the Village Chief!” baras Rawing. Then he said to his colleagues, “Give him the Pleasure of the Queen of Feather!”
“Good!” exclaim the other ten youths simultaneously.
“Kekeke... enjoyment?” roll said Smiling Tongue, like a cat hearing the squeak of a rat.
Just then, the ten youths who were besieging the Tongue Scroll advanced in unison as far as two steps, then suddenly jumped back quite a distance.
Wess!
The simultaneous two-step forward movement had made the Tongue Roll high alert. However, it was more shocked when they again jumped back. Because, before the ten young men jumped back, they sprinkled black powder into the air.
As the black powder floated in the air around the Tongue Scroll, Rawing released a wave of small wind-powered punches, which were, but making the black powder slammed quickly into the body of Roll Tongue which was confused to do nothing.
The black powder then disappears in the air, its flight time at the location is short because it is easily dispersed by wind gusts.
Roll the Tongue that was hit by the black powder on his entire body, standing still, as if waiting for something to happen to him. Rawing and his ten friends also stood still while still installing fighting horses.
Roll Tongue scratching his itchy left hand. Then moved to scratch his itchy neck as well. Suddenly the pair of eyes Roll Tongue swerved, as he felt a lot of itching appearing all over his body.
“Bububu... itchy powder!” concluded saying.
“Yaaak!” the screams of the Tongue Roll as suddenly the itchy point on his body appeared more and more. Both of his hands were busy scratching there and here. From face to toe he garuki alternately.
“Kukuku... insolent! Kakaka... You must have pepepe... the antidote!” shout Roll Tongue.
“Have, but not for a sassy intruder like you!” sahut Rawing's. “Go! Cure your itch in the river!”
“Awas kakaka... you guys!” threatening Roll Tongue.
“We are still kind as it only gives Feather Queen Enjoyment!” said Rawing.
“Nanana... later I will dadada... come again!” threatening to Roll the Tongue and then flashed away to the besieger.
Roll Tongue darted through the gate without stopping first to Joko and Tirana. They only looked at the departure of the Tongue Scroll for a while, then turned back to Sudarka who was already standing before them.
“Is that fat guy your friend, Joko?” tanya Sudarka who just received the introduction of Joko and Tirana.
“We only know him named Roll Tongue. We met him last night and followed him. The reason is both want to go to this village,” explained Tirana.
Sudarka looked at Tirana's face fixed and without blinking as the girl spoke.
“This woman is too pretty,” says Sudarka, but only in the heart. He then turned to Joko so that his stunned views did not arouse suspicion, “Then what is your goal?”
“We are both chasing the Wind Sword Group,” replied Joko.
“Means you guys just want to pass by for chasing the Wind Sword Group?” terka Sudarka with a calm and authoritative nature.
“True,” replied Joko.
“But know, you must first settle in this village, at the shortest for three days. That's the rule in this village of Wongawet,” said Sudarka.
“If that's the rule, then why can't the Wind Sword Group do it?” ask Joko.
“It was because there was an agreement between the Village Chief and the Head of the Wind Sword Group,” Sudarka replied.
“What deal?” ask Joko hunt down.
“Sorry, I have no authority to reveal it,” Sudarka replied with a friendly smile. “However, if Swordsman Joko and Tirana object to the rules of our village, of course you can choose another road, but the other road is further around the mountains.”
“We want to meet your village chief!” joko toilet.
“But you have to wait until night. The Village Chief is performing a semadi ritual, so it cannot be disturbed by anyone,” Sudarka said.
“What can I do,” said Joko who this time spoke more. He did not like it if Sudarka looked more at Tirana.
“Mari, Swordsman!” said Sudarka while smiling at the two, especially to Tirana who also returned a friendly smile. He turned and walked into the village.
Joko Calm down and Tirana followed behind.
The entrance of Joko Calm and Tirana turned out to be the center of attention of almost all villagers who saw their arrival.
Actually, it is common for people to come to the village. However, Joko's good looks with the uniqueness of her red lips, then Tirana who parallels the level of a god, very seducing the hearts of the citizens to look at them. When Joko and Tirana looked back at their attention, the citizens smiled kindly and sweetly, giving a truly friendly impression.
The girl in red who had passed by the gate, also again noticed the arrival of the two guests. However, his gaze was more on Joko Calm. The girl was sprinkling the leaves of her excerpts onto the tampi.
Joko Calm had caught the gaze of the girl who was standing far away on the left side of the road.
“How to look at it differently from the others,” made Joko look after he met a glimpse with the beautiful girl in white.
Only Joko and Tirana know, it turns out that the right side of the main road is occupied or inhabited by young men and the left side by young women. Everything looks young, nothing old.
“Capture The Red Cat!” shouted someone loudly from inside the village.
Suddenly a man dressed in black but masked in red appeared running fast from the front of Sudarka, Joko and Tirana. Two other men chased far behind him.
“Soaring!” yelled the red wooden masked man with the look of a cat, to Sudarka, Joko and Tirana. His voice sounded hoarse.
The masked man had already jumped high into the air with his right hand covered in a dark red light.
Zer!
Sudarka gave a surprised glance and quickly jumped to the side, dodging as the masked man shot his dark red light towards them.
Sess! Blaars!
Avoiding Sudarka made the beam lead to Joko Calm. (BH)