Sanggana Swordsman
2. The Red Lipped Youth
This handsome young man was cool sitting perched on a large branch with shade of tree leaves from the sun's sting. His high-level good looks made it seem inappropriate to be on top of a tree. Uniquely, the god-looking young man had naturally red lips, as if red was jingling. If the handsome face without acne blemishes it is stared at last-goals, it could-can be confused to call it a fast, handsome or beautiful. “Beauty” it is actually strengthened by his straight hair style unravel. However, the designation “cantik” remains inappropriate if you see the stature of his sturdy and dashing body. Although his body in blue clothes covered in red vest was nice, but it could not cover his slightly exposed chest showing his trial. His rather tight blue shirt made the muscles of both arms clearly drawn in a hard wavy. He fanned his handsome face with a large caping of bamboo woven with red paint.
However, the young man's wickedness was somewhat distracted by the conversational voice of two humans. Hearing from the type of voice, the two people were both a man and a woman. Before long, the two people who were talking had already been seen by the young man on the tree. Both of them walked and would pass under the big tree. Both were made up of a young man and a young woman.
The young man was wearing a red dress in black pants. His face was handsome with long hair that was partially tied up wearing a long white ribbon. The belt on his waist was made of a strange, transparent material. On his left waist was a comfortable short sword in his beautifully carved blue frame.
While the woman who walks next to him is aged more easily with a beauty that will surely amaze the groom. His face was smooth, matching with his hands that were also fine white, as if it was inappropriate to carry the sword he was now holding. Her hair was partially braided and the rest was allowed to unravel. The slim girl was wearing all-white clothes similar to dresses.
“It's far enough we walk, Kang. We'd better take a moment under that tree. The residence of Ranggasewa is not so far away anymore,” said the beautiful girl while pointing under a tree in front of them.
“Alright,” said the young man agreed.
The two also stopped under a large tree that was indeed the largest of the other trees in the area. They sit at their roots. The scorching afternoon did make the shadow of the tree become such a comfortable place to rest, especially on the north side of the road was a steep low ground, steep, make the wind free to hit the tree area where they shelter.
“Develop, how are you related to Dirgajaya?” ask the young man without looking at the girl's face, worried that the question is too personal.
“There is no progress, Kang,” replied the girl with a smile, making a dimple on her cheek appear that further seduced her face.
“Why no progress?” asked the young man while looking seriously at the face of the girl he had just called by the name Kembang.
“How will there be progress if he is more obedient to his parents' ban. Kakang Hujabayat can think for himself, which blue-blooded person who would willing his son to have sex with a mysterious person who is not clear who his mother and father are,” said the girl whose full name is Kembang Buangi.
“So Demang Rubagaya is not your father?” ask the young man who was called Hujabayat.
“Indeed Rubagaya is only my adoptive father, even at the request of his wife. His wife felt sorry to see me as a baby just wasted on the streets. For fear that his wife hated him, Demang Rubagaya picked me up and then dumped me back after I was treated for a few months. Everything I know from Demang Rubagaya's own wife.”
“Did your teacher not know who your parents were?”
“No. The name of Kembang Buangi was given because I was a discarded child but looked beautiful,” said Kembang Buangi then laughed a little, making Hujabayat also smile. “But I will keep trying to find who my parents are according to the instructions of the magicians I have met...”.
“Who?” ask Hujabayat cut.
“I don't know his name, but he knows my name, knows my history in the past. The old man seemed to know everything, except the future. But to find out what will happen later, he knows where to look for his leads,” replied Kembang.
“I have never heard of a character who can know a lot of things that exist in someone just like that,” said Hujabayat.
“The old man said, the man named Bugujula knows a lot about both my parents. If only the old man did not leave quickly, maybe he could immediately mention the name of my father's mother. Maybe Ranggasewa knows who the old figure is,” said Kembang.
“Name of All-Angel Know!” said another voice that suddenly interfered with the young chatter.
The words from the voices of others surprised Hojabayat and Kembang Buangi, because it turns out their existence is not alone. The two quickly looked up at the top of the tree, as it was clear the voice was coming from their upper side. The two also saw the existence of a young man who was sitting casually with a face covered by the magnitude of caping.
“Who are you, Kisanak? Down!” hujabayat exclamation that has stood with Kembang Buangi.
“Please continue your chat. I stay here, let's just say I don't exist,” said the young man on top of the tree. His big cap only made his chin and red lips visible from below.
“Kisaak, come down! I need it with you!” kembang Buangi. Then he asked half a whisper to Hujabayat, “That person is male or female?”
Although whispering, but the question reached clearly into the ears of the young man on the tree.
“I'm a mighty man!” sahut the young man on the tree before Hujabayat replied.
“Hihihi!” laugh Buangi Flower hear the word “lelaki perkasa”. “Mighty man dandy? Hihihi!”
Hujabayat who could also see that the young man on the red-lipped tree, also laughed a little.
“You harassed me,” said the young man on the tree.
“No, we did not mean to harass you,” said Kembang Buangi, but still smiling feeling funny. “Force us. But, down!”
“If there is a need, just say it,” says clapping youth.
“If so, I'm up!” kembang Buangi said then lightly jumped up to the top of the tree. Twice the repulsion, Kembang Buangi was already standing near the clapping youth.
“Wah!” strangled by the surprised clapping young man, he did not expect that the girl below him had actually climbed up to him.
The surprise of the young man made himself reflex to move away, but away it was precisely to a place without branches. As a result, the young man's body fell sliding down. Although the fall was irregular, but the clapping youth could land on the ground well and lightly without a sound. Hojabayat who noticed, could see that there was no grass moving, except the grass that was stepped on by the feet of the young man.
“This person is high in power too,” makes Hojabayat.
Now Hojabayat and the young man were talking to each other. Hujabayat could not see the entire face of the young man, only his lips and chin. From such a close distance, only then did Hojabayat know that the red lips of the clap-clad youth were natural, not a lipstick.
“Hey, did you break up so that you protected your face? Or are you a quarry?” ask Kembang Buangi.
“I'm just overheating,” kilah youth capping.
“Their lips are natural red yes, I thought you were a dandy. Hihihi!” kembang Buangi said then laughed again.
“Kisanak, who are you?” ask Hujabayat.
“Sorry, I'm bothering you. Excuse me,” said the young man then turned around running small.
Hujabayat was not sincere if the young man was clapping away, so he quickly jumped and ran in the air, then landed in front of the young man. The young man in conversation had to stop and quickly turn around. However, it turned out that the Exhaust Flower had already moved and landed one reach away from it.
“I still have business with you,” said Kembang Buangi.
Unlike when confronted by Hojabayat, the arrival of Kembang Buangi actually made the young man talking as if panicking, it was seen from his unsettled body language when approached by Kembang Buangi. With a hasty movement, the clapping youth darted to the side away.
Kembang Buangi a little exerting his body's lightening science to hunt the young man clapping. His body darted faster hunting the young man's body lesatan. The young man was surprised, because Kembang Buangi had shot in front of him, especially the left hand of Kembang Buangi moved quickly trying to grab the caping on his head. However, with a shrewd move, the clapping youth swerving his head dodging the Flower hand attack. When the two had landed on earth, Kembang was still trying to grab the caping on the young man's head, but the one who was attacked again quickly jumped away. The civet no longer hunts.
“Why are you trying to hold me?” asked the young man clapping after tidying up his caping position.
“We just want to ask you, not hard, right?” kembang Buangi said as he stepped closer towards the young man clapping.
The clapping youth also stepped back as the distance of the Buangi Flower drew closer. The action of the clapping youth made the ayu girl stop by looking suspiciously. The young man also stopped. Next Kembang Buangi approached again a few steps, the young man clapping back away also a few steps. Then Kembang Buangi do a movement forward a few steps and then stop, then go forward again a few steps and stop again. It turned out that the movement was accompanied by the movement of the young man who took a few steps back and then stopped again.
Seeing the movement of Kembang Buangi and the young man who was talking like he was playing a step, made Hojabayat smile widely. While Kembang Buangi held back his laughter.
Kembang Buangi stared increasingly suspicious at the young man clapping. Until finally, Kembang Buangi ran suddenly about to hit the body of a young man in conversation. The young man clapping also shot backwards away.
“Hahaha!”
Explode the laughter of Kembang Buangi and Hojabayat.
Laughing like that, the clapping young man simply smirked his lips. He understood what the two men were laughing at from him.
“Already, stop laughing,” said the young man clapping. “If there is a need, hurry up say.”
“Kisanak, do you see this beautiful friend of mine like a ghost from the grave?” ask Hijabayat who still had his laughter left.
“I'm not afraid of your lady friend who is as pretty as that sea ghost, I just don't want to get close to her. If there is no more thing, I better go,” said the young man clapping.
“Okay, we won't bother with your strange behavior. I just want to ask the whereabouts of the old man you call Angel Serba Know it,” said Kembang Buangi.
“I've only heard of him from my teacher's story. I do not know his whereabouts and I have never met him,” replied the young man in conversation.
“Huh, free of charge,” grumbled Exhausted Flower.
“If so I can go,” said the young man clapping while stepping about to leave.
“Wait, Kids!” hujabayat exclaimed as he walked closer to the clapping youth. “You haven't answered my question.”
“Are you going to put my name in the black crowd? My name..” The young man decided his words. He thought, “If I tell you my name, surely they laugh at me again.”
“Hey, how expensive is your name, Kisanak!” sahut Kembang Buangi's.
“My name is Gimba,” replied the clapping youth finally.
“Name you?” ask Kembang Buangi.
“Sorry, no nicknames. Excuse me,” said the young man clapping then stepped away.
This time Hojabayat and Kembang Buangi let the clapping young man who claimed to be named Gimba go.
“Come we continue the journey, Kakang,” take Kembang Buangi.
“He's an interesting young man,” said Hujabayat as he stepped up to follow the girl. “Gimba's ability to land without moving a blade of grass and able to fight your efforts to seize the caping, signifying his knowledge is not low.”
“I also noticed it,” Kembang Buangi said. (BH)