
Yaw!
Gimba squawked, as if to tell something.
After passing over a fairly wide stretch of forest, the view of Joko Calm and Hojabayat is presented with a view of vast rocks mixed with large trees and creepy rock ravines.
“It looks like we have reached the Rocky Jungle,” Tirana said to Ginari and Kembang Buangi.
But the two injured girls couldn't do much to look down there. They are powerless.
“Gimba, put us in a good place!” joko shouted at the giant eagle.
Yaw!
Gimba cooing sign understand. He immediately flew downhill to an area full of giant rocks. Gimba's flying speed slowed down. Along with that, the wings began to flap to make a beautiful landing, because there was a burden that had to be lowered safely to earth. If miscalculated, it could be that the hanging wagon was smashed into the hard ground.
Wuss whuss!
The flapping of the two wings of Gimba made his great body descend slowly, but also caused a strong wind. The dust wind was created strong and the trees were shaken strongly.
Slowly the wagon that houses the existence of Tirana, Ginari and Kembang Buangi, landed onto the earth which is a large expanse of stone.
Brak!
Even though it had been lowered as smoothly as possible by Gimba, it still had the wagon violently landed onto the stone ground, shaking the passengers who were on it. Then it was Gimba's turn to land not far from the wagon.
Before coming down from the neck of Gimba, for a moment Joko stood up handsomely while looking around. Hujabayat has jumped down first. He immediately worked to unzip the rope ties on Gimba's large legs.
After the rope ties at Gimba's feet were removed, Joko also did a farewell with Gimba. Hugging Gimba's big, thick beak. Somewhat long Joko hugged, like a man who hugged his lover for wanting to part away.
“If you come back, say hello to Grandpa Rishi White Soul!” joko's message, referring to a powerful figure who ruled the Kahyangan Realm, where the animals of Kahyangan Nature like Gimba came from.
Yaw!
“Good, I will call you often later,” said Joko as she stroked Gimba's big fur.
Tirana had already carried Ginari on her back, while Hujabayat had placed Kembang Buangi on both of her burly arms.
Yaw!
Gimba returned to cobble slowly and then turned down his two big legs as both wings expanded and flapped.
Whuss!
A fierce wind roared in all directions as the giant creature flew into the high and wide air. Tirana and Hojabayat were a few steps away and almost fell driven by the wind of Gimba. An empty cart was even thrown rolling into a large rock until it was destroyed and damaged.
“Hahaha!” joko Laughter Quiet seeing his friends made stagger.
Although made quite horrified to deal with Gimba, but Hojabayat and the female warriors were amazed by the state of the creature.
From a safe distance, Joko was stunned for a moment by looking at the faces of Tirana and Ginari. Seen as unusual as that, Tirana and Ginari were also silent, but in the minds of the two were wondering. Even Tirana so embarrassed herself so that she had to throw away her view because it was not strong to withstand the turmoil of romance that arose suddenly. The end of Joko's gaze was a sweet smile, though not as wide as a taro leaf.
Tirana then moved her pair of eyebrows to Joko, then asked, “What's up, Kakang?”
“Entahlah,” replied Joko while laughing softly and then turned and stepped up on a large sloping stone towered.
“Where will we go?” hujabayat asked somewhat shouting to Joko who was already standing on the top of the rock.
“Come,” replied Joko repeating the same word while looking around.
“My heart beats when our future husband looks at us,” Tirana told Ginari.
“But, does he have any taste for women?” ask Ginari.
After the others waited patiently, before long, Joko came down from the rock.
“Tirana, what do you think? You've been living in the forest,” asked Joko.
“If every region has its owner, then its ruler will sooner or later know our arrival. Better we walk while looking,” said Tirana.
“Good, we go east!” exclaim Joko then walk first on the sidelines of large rocks and trees that seem to merge together to live side by side.
Tirana followed Joko more than three steps behind. Then followed Hojabayat who had moved Kembang Buangi to his back.
Joko continued walking choosing a road that was easy to walk. They climbed the rocks and then went down. However, sometimes you have to exert a body to jump. Occasionally their tall weeds pass through and sometimes walk between the trunks of large trees. The occasional wild beasts looked who then ran away in hiding. Different birds can be heard singing several times. There were no signs of human life in the wild.
“Kakang, I saw in some trees and stones that we just passed there is the same sign,” Tirana told Joko.
“Beware!” joko said as he continued walking.
Tirana did see a number of unnatural and similar strokes on some of the large tree trunks they passed through. He also saw similar carvings on several passing stones.
The sun is starting to be at its peak. They've been walking for an hour. They have not found any signs of human inhabitants in the area.
“Let's see the carving in this stone,” Tirana told Ginari while pausing on the shoulder-high rock.
Tirana shows a carving with a small circle on the stone whose color has been consumed by wind and rain.
“Things like that I see there are some in other rocks. It was carved, not created by itself. Maybe as a region sign or it could be another sign,” said Tirana.
“It appears that we entered a dangerous area,” Ginari guessed as she looked at the area in front of them.
Joko and his entourage are now faced with a forest full of large trees and the position of the growth is so tight. Many tree trunks grow against each other and some even cross each other. The branches seemed to grow to tease each other so that it created a natural umbrella that made the forest look dark.
“Angker,” said Hujabayat who was only heard by Kembang Buangi who resigned on his back.
“The back, do you really love me or just out of pity for me?” ask Kembang Buangi suddenly without heeding Hujabayat's words about the dense forest ahead.
The question made the young man stop taking a step. The question seemed to require an answer that must be thought of first. Hijabayat walked back.
“Actually I have loved you for a long time. But at that time, my love was not complete. Now my love is full for you, Kembang,” said Hujabayat.
“Is it because the Sky Rat Swordsman now belongs to Joko?” asked Kembang Buangi, directly shot the young man.
“Do you not like this condition?” Hubayat asked back.
“Ya,” Reply Weak Exhaust Flower. “However, in a state on the brink of death like this, how can I bargain? Kakang is now my only hope for survival. Maybe it's my destiny to end up with a misfortune like this.”
“No. Although I am ready to sacrifice my life as long as you can live, but you have to survive because you still have a lot of things to do, Kembang,” said Hujabayat.
“Now it is no longer meaningful to know who my parents really are. If a miracle I get, I dream of living opening a new page with my loved ones.”
“And the one you love is me,” said Hujabayat sure.
“I can not refuse you, Kakang,” said Kembang Buangi anyway.
Happy is the feeling Hujabayat heard the certainty of Kembang Buangi. Although the beautiful girl was under death threat by poison, but now she was on her back. The Buangi Flower is integrated with it. The union of their bodies becomes a time of so much affection after the love is clearly welcomed into each other in a clear verbal exchange.
The same thing is felt by the heart of Kembang Buangi.
“Even I have no regrets after my love is clear to whom and the person who loves me is with me,” said Kembang Buangi softly in the ear of Hujabayat.
The whisper made Hojabayat want it to stop and switch to tightly hugging the girl he was carrying as an overflow of excitement. However, they must continue to follow Joko, as they enter a haunted-looking area. (BH)