
*Alma Fatara (Alfa)*
The news of Alma Fatara's return after disappearing for more than a month and a day, made the neighbors come to the house of Slamet Lara. They are happy.
As bad as a child, he will still make parents sad if they leave the house. His return in healthy condition will be a happy thing because of his clear condition. Although Alma was a naughty girl, but her pearl-like existence in the middle of the fishing environment made many people who loved her.
In a crowd of his friends and neighbors, men and women, Alma told him a fiery story.
“Hahahak ..!”
Not forgetting the explosion of his laughter colored his story when he told what he thought was funny. The people listening laughed too.
“Well, that's the story. Because my teacher was kind and not funny, so I was allowed to go home a day to visit all of you and my mother's father. After that I have to go back to my teacher's place,” said Alma Fatara.
“Leave two or three more days, Alma!” pinta Slamet Lara's.
“Iya!” sahut the citizens.
“Oh, can't, Dad. It's a matter of discipline and promise-making. I promised to go home today, so I have to go home for whatever reason. Others will not want to know what our problems are, because what they hold is our words. I also have to discipline time to be a neat and assertive character. If the exercise is at dawn, you should wake up before dawn. If you eat it at the peak of the sun, it means the cooking is before that. If the return must be at the beginning of the night, it means the return before dusk,” said Alma like an adult who has matured his sense and personality.
“Oooh!” sigh everything while the mangosteen. They were amazed, just a month of studying but Alma had changed a lot and the insight of his character was getting wider.
“But before I go home to my teacher's place, I have to challenge Debur Angkara to fight. I have to defeat the Village Swordsman first!” said Alma.
“Hah!” shock everyone.
“Don't Alma! Debur Angkara is a swordsman and he is a great man!” muniwengi said quickly.
“Hahaha! It's okay, Mama. I just challenge him to fight, not challenge him to play Horse Throw Shell,” said Alma casually with his laugh.
After convincing his mother's father, Alma Fatara then went to challenge the duel of the Village Swordsman Debur Angkara.
Alma walked with her family. He brought a basket of eggs. In the back, follow his playmates. Even more so, walk the neighbors of the house.
They knew where Debur Angkara used to go, so they could find him right away.
At that time, the Village Swordsman Debur Angkara was sitting leaning under a coconut tree in front of the house of Jaring Wulung, the Village Chief of Iwaklelet. The man with the thick mustachioed bangs was eating grilled fish without rice or soy sauce.
Seeing that there were many people coming to him, Debur Angkara quickly woke up standing with a frown.
“What's so crowded?”
The one who asked was not Debur Angkara, but the Head of Jaring Wulung Village who was standing in front of his house.
Alma and the residents immediately faced the number one person in the village.
“I want to challenge Debur Angkara fight, Ki!” sahut Alma loudly who made Jaring Wulung surprised.
"Haha ...!" debur Angkara's laughter heard Alma's words.
Hearing Debur Angkara laughing, Alma turned to look at him with a frown.
“Hey, Arrogant Alma! I know you're now studying to be magical, but you've only been studying for a full moon. Just training for a while already willing to fight the ferocious tiger. Arrogant right!” debur Angkara.
“True Debur Angkara. You're a kid and you've only been studying for a while. You better study again until you grow up, then come again to challenge Debur Angkara. Do you intend to become a Village Swordsman in place of Debur Angkara, Alma?” the word Jaring Wulung is softer as an old man.
“I actually got an order from my teacher to defeat my village swordsman, Ki!” alma toilet. “For the sake of fulfilling Master's duties, even though it must be bonyok like boiled fish, I am ready!”
“Good!” shouts Debur Angkara. “You heard all! So don't assume I molested a child!”
“Hahaha! Take it easy, Kang Debur. I'll make sure I'll stay pretty until the fight is over!” said Alma.
“Good, good!” said Debur Angkara mangosteen while staring intently at Alma, while his hands throw the rest of the grilled fish just to the side, which was immediately hunted by a cat.
“Give space! Make room!” yelled Alma too while stepping to take the fighting position in front of the Village Chief's house.
The people who were already in existence immediately withdrew, giving the vacant ground for that rare fight. News of Alma's challenge to the Village Swordsman quickly spread like PLN electricity. The residents immediately ran to the front of the Village Chief's house. Before the fight began, the front of the Village Chief's house was full of citizens of all ages.
The atmosphere sounded boisterous, more noisy than a beehive. They were whispering.
Alma Fatara and Debur Angkara face each other. The scenery is quite terrible, because Alma who was a child to a teenager faced with a large tall man. Moreover, Debur Angkara holds a long cleaver with the head of a fish. While Alma only carries a basket containing chicken eggs.
“Wahai Villagers Iwaklelet!” yang Jaring Wulung who stood on the terrace of his rather tall house. “This is a self-requested fight by Alma Fatara's son Slamet Lara. Only fight until someone loses, not until someone dies. Understand, all?”
“Pahaaam!” answer everyone.
“So, don't blame Debur Angkara if Alma gets hurt!” said Jaring Wulung again.
“Iyaaa!” answer the whole community again.
However, still the father, mother, and friends of Alma feel anxious. They admit Alma is a great boy, but is it as good as defeating Debur Angkara?
“The fight will start!” yell Net Wulung gave a sign.
Cracks!
Debur Angkara throws his machete which is captured by a friend. There was no way he could fight using a machete for a small child.
Alma took an egg, then tossed into the air and fell apart on sandy soil, just midway between him and Debur Angkara.
Alma mounted the horses like a warrior, his eyes fixed on Debur Angkara. While his opponent just stood quietly with his legs open, as if there was no need to serious Alma's challenge.
The audience is tense too.
“Interview ..!” yell Long Wulung Nets.
Alma threw all four of her eggs into the air at the same time, but with different hull heights. And when Net Wulung yells, “Mulaii!”
Nah! Nah!
With an agile kick movement, Alma's feet fluttered alternately in the air quickly, snatching two slipping eggs. The movement made the audience amazed, especially the four eggs that were kicked did not break, even though it was a raw egg.
As a swordsman, Debur Angkara easily avoided the four eggs by simply tilting the upper body to the right and to the left, without having to move his legs.
Scram!
However, Debur Angkara had to be surprised, because there was a fifth egg that darted quickly and landed right on his face.
“Hahaha ..!” Exploding laughter of the audience saw the face of Debur Angkara straws of raw eggs.
Sruu! Taps! Blugk!
At that moment, Alma suddenly ran towards Debur Angkara. When he arrived in front of him, Alma dropped his body gliding in the sand, entering between the two legs of Debur Angkara. While gliding that, both hands Alma hooked the right foot of Debur Angkara and pulled him back firmly.
Instantly Debur Angkara fell slammed forward and his face smelled the sand.
“Hahaha ..!” The audience laughed again.
Meanwhile, Alma bent both legs of Debur Angkara on his stomach, even occupying the bend of the foot so that Debur did not wrinkle. That's what he used to do to Anjengan if they fought.
“Aaa!” shouts Debur Angkara as he pushes firmly on his two occupied legs.
Indeed, basically the energy of Debur Angkara is much greater, so that the Alma is not strong enough to withstand the push of Debur Angkara's foot. Alma was thrown and fell on the sand.
The two fighters both quickly rose. Debur Angkara rose with great anger. It's so windy. He felt humiliated.
“Be careful, Alma! Debur is angry!” yelled Anjengan tensely.
Debur Angkara ran towards Alma.
The srek!
“Akk!” the screams of Debur Angkara as his face was doused in the sand that was gouged by the feet of Alma Fatara. There was sand coming into his eyes.
Tubs!
After that, Alma jumped on Debur's chest with two legs at once.
Debur Angkara who can not see must be strung hard, still fortunately the land of sand.
Buk up!
Alma Fatara leapt in a salto and landed on the burly chest of Debur Angkara.
“Turn you, Kang Debur!” shouted Alma Fatara while beating Debur Angkara's face without hesitation.
Debur Angkara tried to punch him blind several times, but Alma was not only clever, but also nimble. He could avoid the fist that attacked him several times.
“Hiaat!” pekik Alma while jumping salto again and landed hard in the stomach of Debur Angkara.
“Hukk!” debur Angkara complained of pain. He tried to open his eyes, but it was too painful to be literate.
Meanwhile, Alma attacks Debur constantly.
“Continue! Keep going! Keep!” yelled Alma's friends in support.
Instead of being constantly beaten by Alma, whose punches and kicks were powerful, Debur Angkara chose to surrender. Forced to fight with closed eyes will be free, it will be longer humiliated in front of the crowd.
“Enough enough! I surrender!” shouts Debur Angkara.
“Yeee! I'm menaaang! Hahaha ..!” yelled Alma so happy.
“Yeee …! Alma swordsman! Alma swordsman! Alma swordsman!” yelled the Alma supporters.
“Fight won by Alma Fataraaa!” shouted Village Chief Jaring Wulung like a professional boxing ring announcer.
Alma Fatara's friends run to find Alma and hold her. Anjengan appeared as a cradle, while others cheered her around.
Debur Angkara got up aided by his friend, because he still had trouble seeing.
“But Debur! Later when I grow up I will challenge you again, so practice hard again. At that time we will fight really as two warriors! Hahaha!” alma is like an adult.
Alma Fatara was then carried away with victory.
Alma Fatara has only spent a month studying with Wiwi Kunai, who is nicknamed the Spirit Angler. However, both his parents and the villagers who knew him did not know, Alma had high intelligence, high spirit, and the main thing is that he had a number of innate advantages born.
Alma is immune to fire and sharp weapons. When Wiwi Kunai learned of the miracle in Alma Fatara, Wiwi immediately patented Alma as a disciple. So Alma is now calling Wiwi Kunai as “Guru”, not “Bibi” anymore. (BH)