A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Pis Budi 5: The Village Lover Love Drama

*Suicide Knife (Bewish Girl)*

Nyai Pomegranate quickly flashed running over the cold water surface, as Nyai Langsat's slowly moving body was about to fall.

In order to withstand the fall of his twin sister's body, Nyai Pomegranate lowered both his legs onto the ice field.

Nyess!

Nyai Pomegranate until it flinched resisting the cold that pierced both soles of his feet. However, he managed to resist the falling body of Nyai Langsat whose condition was extremely pale and shivering violently. Nyai Pomegranate quickly carried the body of her twin sister back to land.

Just on the riverbank, it was faintly visible that a pair of Nyai Pomegranate legs were shaking from shivering. Nyai Pomegranate quickly sat down cross-legged by tightly hugging the body of her twin brother who was soaked. Nyai Pomegranate then channeled warm energy to reduce freezing on Nyai Langsat's body that shivered violently.

Seeing that scene, they all became filled and touched by his heart. Two twin brothers who love each other. Nyai Pomegranate looks so dear to Nyai Langsat.

The warm energy channeled by Nyai Pomegranate to his brother slowly had a good effect. The gigilan of Nyai Langsat's body began to diminish.

Seeing Nyai Langsat's condition began to improve, Alma also made a decision.

“Let's continue our journey, Friend!” exclaiming Alma then stepped towards the pedati that had been rotated towards him again.

“Wait!” yai Pomegranate Exclamation fast.

“Does Grandma still want to snatch my heirloom?” ask Alma Fatara. “I don't want to deal with a great grandmother like you. However, if you guys are still trying, I'm sorry if you don't apply respect, Nek.”

“Well, we won't try to snatch the Black Ball again, but who are you, Rat Brojol?” ask Nyai Pomegranate.

“Hahahak ..!” Alma laughed long hearing the name for him.

“That messed up, Alma called Brojol Rat!” debur Angkara Gerrutu.

“Maklum magician, free,” timpal Magar Kepang anyway.

“I'm Alma Fatara, Grandma. Spirit Fishing Disciple and Prince of Flirtatious Beetles,” replied Alma Fatara.

“What?!” shock Nyai Pomegranate. “So Spirit Anglers now have students.”

“The murids are beautiful, right Nek?” alma said praising herself. Then he said, “Hopefully get well quickly, Nek.”

The twin grandmothers did not respond. Alma Fatara has ascended to the top of the pedati. He smiled at Colour Mekarum who smiled back.

Alma's group continued their journey. Nyai Pomegranate just looked at their departure. He had to find a good place first to recover Nyai Langsat's condition.

“That's young but already mastered Black Ball. Brojol's rat is very dangerous. You could have died earlier if the Brojol Rat had intended to kill you, Langsat,” Nyai Pomegranate told his brother.

“We better find the Suicide Knife only,” Nyai Langsat said weakly with a still shivering voice.

“We must find a place to rest first. Come!” nyai Pomegranate said then woke up to Nyai Langsat's body.

Meanwhile, all the group personnel who headed to the Fog Swamp could breathe a sigh of relief, after that they had tensed up Nyai Pomegranate.

“Is the ice you did, Alma?” ask Colour Mekarum.

“Iya, Mother. I was originally just curious, what would happen if the Black Ball magic came into contact with the water. I didn't expect it to be that great. If I had intended to kill my grandmother who became an ice sculpture, she would probably be dead by now. I sometimes wonder, why are the elders still greedy for greatness?”

“Such bad traits will always reside in many people, including in the two twin grandmothers,” said Colour Mekararum.

“That grumpy granny made my beautiful chest hurt,” grumbled Garam Sakti.

“Hahaha! I thought that grandma would ask you for help, Kang Garam. Eh in fact, Kakang became a prisoner,” said Alma who preceded his typical laughter.

“Starting at dusk, it looks like we need a place to spend the night. Tomorrow morning we are looking for Fog Swamp,” Warna Mekararum said.

“Good, Nek,” says Alma. Then he shouted to Magar Kepang, “Uncle Magar, find a village to rest!”

“Ready, Nephew!” sahut Magar Kepang.

“Hahaha!” laughter Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti heard Magar Kepang call Alma “Nephew”.

“Why are you laughing?” tanya Magar Kepang half yelled.

“No, there are brojol rats,” said Debur Angkara while smiling goat.

When they reached a fork, they chose to turn leaving the long riverbank road. It turned out that their direction was right, as they were heading towards a village.

Eventually they stopped in the middle of the village road.

“Kang Debur, please ask the Village Chief's house!” the Exclamation of Alma Fatara.

“Siap, Alma!” sahut Debur Angkara's.

“I accompany, Snoring Beans!” said Ayu Speakara.

“Good. But my name is not Snoring Beans, but Debur Kakang!” his Debur Angkara.

“Hihihi! Who named my swordsman Snoring Beans?” ask Ayu Speak without feeling sinful.

“Tuuuh, the Salt Bean!” point Debur Angkara towards the Garam Sakti, but his eyes glanced at Ayu Speakara.

Debur Angkara and Ayu Speakara then went to the front of a house to ask questions, because the residents of the house there were working afternoon in front of his house.

“Ning Ara, wait! Listen to me first!” shouted a man who appeared from a distance while running.

The man was young and handsome. It is brown-skinned and sweet without sugar. His appearance was simple as a village youth. His head was wearing a shabby blue totopong. His clothes were white and black. There was a glove cloth tied around his waist.

The young man named Jataru ran ogah-ogahan. Sometimes running, sometimes walking fast. He was chasing a young woman dressed as a village woman. However, do not ask her beauty. The long face model decorated with a perfectly pointed nose of the indigenous product, with a smooth white background like bengkuang meat, displays the beauty level of noble women.

The fresh girl who was called by the name of Ning Ara was running a small pass near the Alma parking lot.

Ning Ara only looked at Alma and her comrades at a glance as she continued to run, as if she was unwilling to wait for Jataru to chase after her.

However, Ning Ara's small run with Jataru's quick steps was not comparable, so Jataru could catch up to Ning Ara right not far from Alma's pedati. Jataru successfully blocked Ning Ara's hand from behind and forced the beautiful girl to stop stepping.

“Release!” screeched Ning Ara while stomping her hands off the check. Ning Ara's white eyes and face were reddened with anger and sadness.

“Listen to my explanation, Ning Ara. What you see is not like you ...”

“Enough!” cut Ning Ara by snapping, not with a knife, like a misunderstood play in a soap opera. “I see for myself with my eyes, not with my eyes, Kakang Jataru. Your excuses and explanations will only make me want to vomit!”

Colour Mekararum, Alma Fatara and others just silently listen to the drama of the rural style, except Ayu Speakara.

“Hoekh!” lagak Ayu Speakara pretended to be nauseous, making the young tide of the village look for a moment to Ayu Speakara who actually looked at the country out of nowhere.

While Alma and colleagues so hold back laughter.

“From now on, Kakang and I have no love and heart connection. Just complete Kakang's love with Menur Mawangi!” ning Ara shouted while holding back the waves of her cries that were blocked by the berm of rigidity.

Hearing Ning Ara's decision, Jataru fell silent in demeanor, but his pair of eyes raged in a melee of doomsday hearts.

Ning Ara stared savagely and hatefully at Jataru. Some shock later, the beautiful girl turned around and ran a little while crying without a sound.

“Ning Araaa!” jataru shouted loudly and long, but did not chase. Perhaps the move became very heavy because it bore the grievous heart and chose to cry on the spot.

Jataru then untied his scabbard cloth at the waist in an irritated and angry motion. After being taken out of his body, the scabbard was then clenched into fists like rice.

“Menur Mawangi liciiik!” yelled Jataru cursing one name, while firmly slamming his scabbard cloth into the ground. The scabbard and then he stepped on it with annoyance.

“Hahahak ..!” Alma who judged the funny actions of Jataru, so laughed loosely.

“Hahaha!”

Inevitably, Magar Kepang and Garam Sakti finally laughed.

Laughing in such a crowd, the more riled up Jataru.

“What are you laughing at?! Never seen a handsome man cry, huh?!” snapped Jataru to Alma and his partner. Jataru then re-picked the scabbard and then threw it towards the Garam Sakti. “Eat it!”

However, the scabbard did not reach his throw. While Alma continued to laugh at Jataru's cuteness.

The young man then turned away carrying anger, sadness, which combined into the destruction of love. (BH)