A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Pis Budi 2: The Suicide Knife

*Suicide Knife (Bewish Girl)*

In a condition of soaking wet and limp body, the old man who claimed to be named Jungle Mushroom tried to recover his energy by doing vigorous breathing.

The neat and orderly processing of breathing only lasts about a hundred counts. After that, Jangkung Mushroom stood up. He was indeed tall, even slightly taller than the body of the Garam Sakti.

“Who are you all named?” ask Jungkung Mushroom to Alma Fatara and colleagues. “Maybe someday I can repay kindness.”

“I'm Alma Fatara, Cake. This beautiful one is called Ayu Speak,” said Alma began to introduce her colleagues one by one.

“Amal just know that I flick. Hihihi!” chirps Ayu cut off Alma's words and then laughed flirtatiously herself.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter heard Ayu Speak. Then he continued his introduction, “This is Uncle Magar Kepang, the richest man in the three villages of Parasemiris Beach. This is Debur Angkara, a village swordsman. The coachman was Garam Sakti, a village swordsman as well. The Granny of Color Mekararum.”

Those who were introduced only nodded their heads once, except for the Color Mekararum.

“If you can know, what things made Grandpa Jangkung drift in the river?” ask Alma.

“I'm accused of snatching a Suicide Knife by Four Flowers of Charm. I lost the fight and fell into the river. Though I never saw the knife,” said Jungkung Mushroom.

“If contested like that, means the knife is a magic weapon?” ask Alma.

“True. According to the story I heard, the knife can kill an opponent by being thrust into oneself. But I don't know, I've never seen the knife, let alone see its prowess,” said Jungkung Mushroom.

“Oh,” sigh Alma only mangosteen.

“Why is the aura of Black Ball on you, Alma?” asked Jungle Mushroom with a serious look.

“Because it's my gun, Cake. Grandpa Jangkung could also feel his looks. Hahaha!”

“Be careful, Son. Many greedy warriors roam,” order Jungle Mushroom. Then he said, “Thank you once again. I have to go, Alma.”

The grandfather then ran across the dirt road and jumped and flashed through the thickets, as if he had deliberately avoided the public road.

“Come we continue the journey!” exclaim Alma Fatara who is in a state of drenched. However, the condition of such a quail is common to Alma Fatara. Usually, the outer and inner clothes will be dry on the body.

They all went back to their respective mounts. The journey continues.

“If Grandpa Jangkung can feel the aura of Black Ball, why did the four female warriors not feel it?” alma asked herself, like a soap opera player, but still heard by Colour Mekararum sitting nearby.

“Are they not young? Perhaps they did not know the Black Ball because when the Throneless King was still alive, they had not ventured in the martial world, nor had they ever met the Throneless King. So, even though they felt the aura of Black Ball, but they did not know what the aura was,” Colour Mekararum said in response to Alma's question.

“Yes yes, Grandma was right too. Means the one who knows that I have the Black Ball is only the warriors who have met the Throneless King. Grandma ever met a King Without a Throne?”

“Not yet, but the name of King Without Throne is famous everywhere. He is famous for his hard-to-find magic, and he is famous for his kindness. That is why, his death due to being poisoned by his own wife became very news that shocked the world.”

“It is fitting that the warriors are eager to have the Black Ball, it turns out that this heirloom has such great magic as the Seven Heavens Wind. Why has Master never told you about the greatness of Black Ball?”

“Without him telling me, you'll still know,” says Colour Mekararum.

“Means, after Grandma recovers, we go to Jintamani Kingdom?” ask Alma.

“True. I asked for your help to go see Prabu Marapata.”

“Good, Grandma. I'll help Grandma until Grandma doesn't need my help anymore. Hahaha!”

“Hahaha!” Alma just laughed at the queen's wish.

When they had gone far enough down the riverbank road, they again had to stop. Because, in front there, precisely in the middle of the road, there is a fierce fight between four young women with two twin grandmothers.

The twin grandmothers had the same curly white hairstyle, both adorned with yellow bando fabric. They also use yellow weapons. The dress is the same, but the color is different. One is light blue and the other is light green. One more thing that distinguishes him is his teeth.

Grandma dressed in blue named Nyai Pomegranate has teeth that are red, like her gums are bleeding, but indeed red is the color of oroginalnya. While the grandmother dressed in light green named Nyai Langsat has normal teeth with one door hole somewhat on the left.

Each of the grandmothers was gang-raped by two girls. The girls fought each one using a shawl.

The girls were none other than the four young riding women who had stopped by for a moment to ask Alma's entourage on the riverbank. They are known by the name of the Four Flowers of Charm.

“If you guys don't stop, don't blame us if we were brash, Nyai Langsat!” bunga Dara, the oldest girl dressed in red.

“Didn't the Heritage Boxing Swordsman last clash with you guys?” hatch Nyai Langsat, then again spread the screech tip of the mountain towards the Flower of Dara.

“That doesn't mean we're the ones now holding that knife!” exclaim Flower Girl anyway, beautiful woman with purple lips. He was wearing a purple dress with a yellow scarf. He slid the end of his shawl as Nyai Langsat attacked his older brother.

Ctas! Sleeb!

Nimble Flower Dara avoid scuffles scorn Nyai Langsat. But instead, Nyai Langsat gave her left hand to be wrapped around by the Flower Girl's scarf.

After which, Nyai Langsat leaped far towards the Flower Girl while frowning her scorn.

The sleet! Das!

However, before the whip hit the target, from the side had flashed a white scarf belonging to the Dara Flower that had slammed into the hull of Nyai Langsat.

The grandmother's body was thrown to the side, but it was good that she could still land well and her hands were off the end of the shawl.

“If I had a Suicide Blade, I might have used it to kill you both!” exclaims the Flower Dara in the pause for a moment.

The words Flower Dara made Nyai Langsat stop moving, not continuing her attack. It seemed like the words of Bunga Dara were justified by her common sense. However, suddenly his pair of old eyes widened and his gaze was suddenly thrown towards the horse pedicure, precisely directly towards Alma who was sitting in the bathtub.

“Black Ball?” lirih. Then suddenly he shouted to his twin sister, “Delima, stop the fight!”

His Pomegranate who was fighting had already used a blue fiery whip, so it stopped. Though he had just intended to seriously beat his two opponents.

However, he soon realized he would feel something. He suddenly cast a direct glance towards Alma Fatara with a stern look.

“It looks like the two grandmothers felt the presence of Black Ball,” said Colour Mekararum who could see the gurgles of the two twin grandmothers.

“Fifth, forget the Suicide Knife, more powerful heirlooms come by themselves!” yell Nyai Langsat.

“Wait for what else, directly attack!” hyai Pomegranate shouted ambitiously, then suddenly ran fiercely towards his two opponents.

Nyai Langsat was also quick to catch up with his twin, regardless of his previous opponent.

The Four Charm Flowers were only surprised to see the actions of the two twin grandmothers.

Alma Fatara and her colleagues were also surprised, knowing to be the target of the two bar-bar grandmothers. (BH)