8 Goddess of Flower Sanggana
PCR 3: Freeing the Prisoners
*The Queen's Port of Love (PCR)*
Princess Manik Sari felt her body shaken. It's realized. He opened his eyes. The morning sunlight instantly refracted into his retina, making him flinch.
Princess Manik Sari so snorted when she found a woman's face that looked at her very close. Seeing that Princess Manik Sari was awake, the disheveled face smiled widely, revealing her black-black teeth.
“Hah!” shock Princess Manik Sari, making her hurriedly get up sitting down.
“Hihihi!” the laughter of the woman who had since looked at Princess Manik Sari from a close distance. The woman was none other than Surina Asih, the older sister of Ningsih Dirama.
Putri Manik Sari finds herself in a pedati wagon with Surina Asih and several of Demang Yono Sumoto's family servants.
“Hihihi! Anjas Anjas Anjas! The beautiful fish is awake!” shouted Gurudi who was sitting on the roof of the horse carriage room.
Anjas Perjana, Ningsih Dirama and Tirana who were in the front pedati, immediately looked back.
Princess Manik Sari knew it had flashed in the air and landed in the bathtub. Tirana and Ningsih Dirama just smiled at Princess Manik Sari.
“How are you doing, Kak?” ask Tirana.
“You guys helped me?” Princess Manik Sari asked.
“It can be said like that,” Anjas replied.
“Thank you,” said Putri Manik Sari.
“Is Brother a princess?” tirana asked as she gently pulled the fingertips of Princess Manik Sari who was in a standing position.
Princess Manik Sari then moved to sit.
“I Putri Manik Sari, princess Prabu Menak Ujung,” replied Putri Manik Sari.
“Oh, forgive us for not recognizing, Princess,” said Tirana.
“Who are you and where are you going?” ask Putri Manik Sari.
“I Anjas,” said Anjas while looking for a moment at Putri Manik Sari while smiling.
Princess Manik Sari faintly gasped as she caught a glimpse of the good looks of the adult man who was stripping the pedati.
“It was my wife, Ningsih Dirama. That very beautiful woman near you is Empress Tirana,” Anjas explained.
Shocked Princess Manik Sari heard the status of the beautiful woman who had just told her to sit down.
“We are heading home to the Kingdom of Sanggana Kecil and will pass through the Duchy of Repakulo,” said Tirana. “Are you coming, Brother?”
“Gusti Empress, don't call me sister!” said Putri Manik Sari quickly.
“Hihihi!” Tirana just laughed.
“Who would dare to kill the princess of Baturaharja Kingdom?” ask Anjas.
“Traitor Mahapati Abang Garang!” hiss Putri Manik Sari vengeful. “In front of me he accuses another official, but it is he who intends to kill me!”
“Do my clothes fit in your body, son?” tanya Ningsih Dirama's.
“Ah, yes. It fits, Brother,” replied Putri Manik Sari. Then hesitantly he asked, “Who treated my wound? Why is there no trace of it?”
“His Majesty King Anjas treated you,” replied Tirana.
Shocked Princess Manik Sari heard the status of King Anjas.
“So, I was with a king and queen?” ask Putri Manik Sari.
“Hahaha! Why, Princess? Aren't you also a princess?” said Anjas who was preceded by his laughter.
“So, so who changed my clothes?” putri Manik asked Sari somewhat doubtfully, he was worried if it was done by Anjas.
“Hihihi!” tirana Laughter. Then he replied, “I did it. Your body is still awake, dear.”
“But I touched it a little because to treat you,” said Anjas.
The Princess Manik Sari. She blushed her pretty face in embarrassment. Ningsih Dirama and Tirana just laughed at the reaction of Princess Manik Sari.
“Who are you guys?” ask Putri Manik Sari.
“Explain, Empress Guard!” anjas' orders.
“His Majesty King Anjas is the king of Sanggana Kingdom, a powerful kingdom in the middle of the jungle. Ningsih Dirama's mother was the wife of Gusti Mulia. I am Empress Tirana, Second Empress of Prabu Dira, king of the Lesser Sanggana Kingdom in the north of the Baturaharja Kingdom. I am the son-in-law of Gusti Mulia King Anjas. We are heading to the Kingdom of Sanggana Kecil,” said Tirana. “Do you understand, Princess?”
Princess Manik Sari nodded.
“You are like a happy family,” said Putri Manik Sari.
Tirana just smiled gently to Princess Manik Sari.
“Anjas Anjas! Look!” gurudi shouted from the top of the carriage room. He pointed far ahead.
The company is a human chain. Between one person and another person tied together. Both of their wrists were tied to a rope that connected each other. Both their legs were tied with rope.
They are men, women to children who walk with a weak condition. They all don't wear clothes. Men only wear dirty pants and some even torn. Their bodies were sweaty, dirty and suffered lash injuries. The women only wear a sack of fists limited to the chest, and even then there are those who wear torn cloth so that the body part is wide open without being covered.
The number of those who were bound was fifty. There were ten men dressed in swordsmen escorting them. Two of them were riding horses. Eight other men on foot armed with whips in each hand.
The old man who walked ahead in a bound condition, looked on guts when he saw the whereabouts of Anjas's pedati troupe.
“Gusty! Please save us from the outlaws of Repakulo!” yelled the old man.
Surprised the whipping man saw the old man's actions.
“Shut up!” shouted the man while whipping hard the old man's body.
“Akk!” yelled at the old man.
“Ayaaah!” one female voice shouted from the middle row.
Dak! Buk up!
The whipping guard man kicked the old man's right leg and fell to his knees. Following one hard fist hit his right temple. The old man fell down grimacing in pain. His friend was interested in falling to his knees.
“Kisaak! Stop!” yell Anjas at last.
Anjas' call made one horseman immediately advance against Anjas's horse. The warrior keeps a beard for half an inch. On his back was a large sword. His name is Balang Sengkar.
“Who are you and where are you going?” tanya Balang Sengkar was rough.
“You will regret if you know who we are,” Anjas said.
“Hah! Hahaha!” shock Balang Sengkar, then laugh out loud hearing Anjas' words.
“One person has asked us for help, it means we have to help them,” Anjas said.
“Do not ever try to interfere in the affairs of the people of the God Boxing Group!” shouted Balang Sengkar while pointing at Anjas face.
Meatballs! Blugk!
Suddenly the body of Empress Tirana had shot through the air. The right foot of Tirana had landed hard on the chest of Balang Sengkar, making the big man bounced off falling to the hard ground.
Surprised by those who saw the incident.
“How dare you point your finger at the face of Gusti Noble King Anjas!” tirana shouted furiously with a sharp look.
“Uhuk uhuk!”
Balang Sengkar quickly woke up while coughing to hold tightness in his chest. He quickly pulled out his great sword.
Six male captive guards quickly arrived with drawn swords.
Whuss!
However, when they were about to attack Tirana in a crowd, a wave of wind that emerged from Tirana's body hit them gently.
Surprised Balang Sengkar who was sculpting with his hands held high ready to shake his great sword. The other six soldiers also fell silent to be exposed to the science of Time Breaker Tirana.
The set!
“Aakk..!” jerit Balang Sengkar in a fixed position sculpting, when Tirana snatched the sword of a guard and slashed off Balang Sengkar's right arm. Fresh blood poured out from that piece of hand.
Suddenly the long-haired man appeared up into the air while ready to slide the iron spear towards Tirana.
Sett!
The iron spear shot rapidly towards Tirana. However, the person who had just seen Tirana's magic this time, could only gasp. The iron spear smelled like a layer of chocolate ice cream exposed to heat, when up to two jengkal from Tirana's body.
Whuss!
After which, Tirana blasted a wind of punches that hit the body of the spear-throwing swordsman. The fighter crashed a little far away.
“Gurudi! Free all those captives!” anjas' orders.
“Hihihik..!” gurudi laughed as he jumped down and ran towards the people who were tied up.
Bres! Bres! The buks!
Tirana is shaking up her inner energy. The six bodyguards who were sculpting clashed then fell on their hands.
While for Balang Sengkar got hit by a long-range powerful punch in high. He lapsed far away while vomiting blood with one hand left.
“Go you! These people belong to us!” exclaim Anjas.
The long-haired warrior quickly climbed onto his horse, then chose to flee. Some of the guards who could still act, quickly fled and chased their leader.
While Balang Sengkar has been sprawled lifeless.
“A empress could be that violent? Though his smile was so soft..” said Putri Manik Sari in heart. (BH)