Sanggana Swordsman
17. Flute Rhythm Masked Girl Leaf
Cipanggang Village is a village that is on the path of adventure of the fighters. The location makes the warriors or the travelers often stop to rest in this village. It is also what makes this village develop more advanced than other villages.
The village of Cipanggang is more populated by settlers and many business points are in operation. A number of food and drink shops compete with each other. Including there are several lodging places with high-end service.
Currently, Kembang Buangi and Hojabayat eat in one of the stores that are quite crowded. They ate by the wide-open window, allowing the cool natural wind to blow in. They sat down facing a short table that was equipped with dishes to order.
Brakr! Buginese!
Not to mention the two started eating, suddenly the sound of broken boards rang out loud. In the next instant, a large object fell from above hitting the earth, not far in front of the shop where Hojabayat and Kembang Buangi ate.
The big thing that fell from above was none other than a large person's body. The person who fell from above hurriedly woke up as his fierce face grimaced in pain. The large man in black clothes looked up, to the second floor of an inn where he was thrown by a warrior.
“That was his student Grandma Dwarf Raga,” said Hujabayat who immediately recognized the big man standing in front of the store.
“True,” Exhaust Developer confirming.
It was true, that man was none other than Gajahlani, the disciple of Granny Dwarf Raga.
“Hey, Handsome! If you dare, come down! I'll keep you from handsome to grilled!” yelled Gajahlani in a flirtatious voice, her voice forced to resemble a woman's soft voice.
“Hahaha ..!” the laughter of a number of people who heard the sound and saw the trembling of Gajahlani's hand.
Gajahlani just glanced there and here and then ignored. He doesn't care about being laughed at.
“Hey, Handsome shit!” yelled Gajahlani again while looking at the point where the wall of the inn room was perforated, the hole where he passed through the throw.
“Go!” shouted someone who appeared from the bottom door of the inn.
Gajahlani quickly looked at the young man with a cape standing in the doorway of the inn.
“That's Joko!” hujabayat exclaimed like a cat seeing the appearance of a mouse.
“Do not act first, Kakang. We will see first what will happen between the two,” said Kembang Buangi suggested.
“Aiii .... My dream-damba appeared above, uh uh uh, instead appeared below. Here here here!” babble Gajahlani flirtatious with a laughable smile.
“If you don't go, I'll throw you far outside the village!” threatening the young man who was talking was none other than Joko Calm.
Brak!
Joko Calm down and the person who witnessed the debate was taken aback by the voice from above. As they looked up, they saw a small figure of a stick flashing through the window of the inn on the second floor. The small figure carried a black-clothed figure that was much larger than his body, but looked lightly shouldered. The small figure of the stick was none other than Grandma Dwarf Raga who carried the body of the Sky Rat Swordsman.
Previously, Joko Calm brought the Sky Rat Swordsman from the fight with Grandma Dwarf Raga at the residence of Ranggasewa. The risk, Joko Tenang experienced weakness while in the inn. Just now that he was intending to treat the girl's wound, Gajahlani first came to disturb Joko in the upper room. It turns out that Gajahlani plays a role to distract Joko, so that the Little Granny can steal the body of the Sky Rat Swordsman.
“Quick chase that guy!” hujabayat exclamation quickly to Kembang Buangi. Hujabayat was able to recognize who the Granny of the Dwarf Raga had brought.
The Exhaust Flower immediately flashed through the window, going after Grandma Dwarf Raga.
“Basic maling!” rutuk Joko while trying to move in pursuit.
“Eits! Where are you going, Handsome?” Gajahlani confronted him first with a laughable smile.
“Against Elephant!” rutuk Joko while stomping his right arm with an open palm.
Whuss!
A series of violent winds slammed Gajahlani's huge body into flight and fell smashing a wooden chair in front of the diner.
“Do not run you, Joko!” hujabayat exclaimed that quickly came to block Joko's steps.
“What do you want, Kisanak? Don't block me!” said Joko.
“The Mutant Beggar assigned me to arrest you for your rustiness!” hujabayat.
“Sorry, I have no reason to deal with you.”
“You have desecrated my lover, I have reason to deal with you!” hujabayat said then suddenly attacked Joko with a fast and powerful attack in the high.
Joko calmly dodged all of Hujabayat's attacks.
Buk up!
One kick goes into Joko's stomach, as he neglects to see Gajahlani's departure. Joko just followed a few actions. He then refocused on Hujabayat.
Tubs!
When Joko responded, two not-so-dangerous palm strikes hit Hojabayat's chest.
Without saying anything more, Joko Calm immediately flashed away towards the departure of Grandma Dwarf Raga who kidnapped the Sky Rat Swordsman. The uninjured Hujabayat immediately chased after Joko.
In his pursuit, Hujabayat must admit he lost far by Joko who can not be pursued.
The same fate experienced by Joko, he did not know exactly where to pursue again, because he also lost the hunt. No matter how fast he shot, he still did not get the existence of Grandma Dwarf Raga or Gajahlani.
Joko finally decided to stop her lesion between the trees. One beautiful tone appeared so alluring to his hearing and feelings.
“Voice of melodious flute in a quiet place like this,” satin Joko while enjoying the ferocity of the flute rhythm he heard and see which side of the source came from. “But, why does it sound so sad, my feelings get carried away.”
After confirming the direction of the source of the melodious rhythm of the flute, Joko then flashed to the west. Joko perched on top of a tree that grew on the cliffs of hard ground. Under Joko now lies a small valley with a tiny river. From the tree, he could see a woman sitting leaning under a shady tree down there.
Joko returned to flashing. Once great, Joko subtly landed silently in front of the woman under the tree.
Only then could Joko see, the woman blowing the silver flute turned her face covered by a mask made of arrangement of leaves. Only a pair of clear eyes and red lips were visible. She wears thick but smooth white clean clothes. The coat-like clothes were decorated with gold embroidery patterned with flowers in the waist area.
The presence of Joko in front of him makes the woman stop the puff and game of his fingers in the holes of the flute.
“What are you doing, Kisanak Pendekar?” ask the woman Joko thought was young.
“Surely Nisanak knows what made me come. The rhythm of your flute really interested me, so I put aside my main business. However, the beauty felt so sad.”
“Indeed, my heart is sad,” said the woman.
“Then, what are you doing in a quiet place like this? Moreover you are a woman.”
“In addition to releasing my sadness by playing the flute, I desperately need the help of a young man to solve my problems,” said the masked woman.
“I am a young man. If the thing you need can I do, say it,” said Joko.
“Looks like a gentleman,” said the masked woman.
“Tell me what I can help!”
“My serial game was deliberately to attract someone to come here. The goal is that I can ask for his help to remove my leaf mask,” said the masked girl.
“Open your leaf mask? You're joking, Nisanak. Your hands are not in a shackled state, how could you possibly ask someone else to open them?”
“Should be others, especially men,” the woman said.
“Why?”
“This was my teacher's doing. If no man opens it from my face, then this mask will continue to be attached, and during that time I will sit under this tree, for my teacher has nailed myself under this tree, so that I can go nowhere.”
“What's your fault?”
“Nothing, except because I don't want to get married.”
“Very unreasonable. Just because you didn't want to get married so you were punished under this tree until a man took off your mask? Your teacher is cruel too,” said Joko. “But, I couldn't have taken off that mask for you.”
“Why can't?” ask the woman in a slightly raised tone.
“For, I will not be able to approach you.”
“Why can't?” asked the woman somewhat annoyed. “I'm not threatening you!”
“But I can't get close to a woman. I suggest you play your flute again, may another man hear it and come to you. Excuse me,” said Joko then turned around to leave. (BH)