A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Pis Budi 17: Morning Surprise for Alma

*Suicide Knife (Bewish Girl)*

Alma Fatara hurriedly got up and moved forward on the galloping pedicure. He quickly used the Blood God Thread to grab the reins of the fallen horse dangling forward.

With ease Alma Fatara get a bridle using the Blood Thread of God. After that, Alma pulled the reins tight, making both horses brake and calm again.

Alma Fatara quickly looked back. But he saw no one. He did not see any of his friends.

“Almaaa!”

Suddenly Alma heard her name called, but she saw no one on the street.

“On river!”

Back there was a scream belonging to the Garam Sakti. Alma quickly looked into the river water. He immediately saw the Garam Sakti which continued to struggle to stabilize in the strong current. As a sea person, Garam Sakti is among those who are good at swimming.

Alma Fatara quickly flashed and landed on the edge of the river, then she ran along the riverbank land to pursue the position of the Garam Sakti. While running like that, Alma exerted a fairly long Blood Deva Thread.

Not long after, the Garam Sakti suddenly stopped drifting, as if its body was caught by something. It was because the Blood God Thread had already wrapped around her waist as well as Ning Ana's body.

Slowly, the huge body was pulled towards the edge. It takes a lot of energy to pull the two bodies. Along with that, blood flowed from the cleft of Alma's lips.

“Alma! You're hurt!” call Garam Sakti surprised. He who has come out of the strong middle current, quickly swims to the edge.

Hurried Ning Ana she raised it to the ground.

“Uhhuk uhhuk!” water cough Ning Ana. His body and clothes were covered.

Garam Sakti hurriedly went up and approached Alma Fatara.

“Alma, your injuries must be severe,” Garam Sakti said as he touched Alma's arm kneeling one leg.

Alma immediately woke up while wiping the blood on her lips. The blood on his face had also been wiped with the cloth of his robe.

Alma smiled sweetly at the Salt Sakti. Then he said, “I was only a minor injury, Kakang. It's okay.”

“You sure, Alma?” tanya Garam Sakti was so anxious, because only this time Alma suffered serious injuries.

“Yes, it's okay. I just need to recover power later,” Alma said. Then ask Ning Ana, “Are you hurt, Ana?”

“Looks like I'm dizzy, Brother Alma. I'm getting water. I think, Salt Brother brought me to suicide together because of his love for me too much,” Ning Ana replied in a trembling voice, while frowning from feeling weak.

“Hahaha!” alma Laughter. “You mean, because of his love, Kakang Garam doesn't want you to be owned by someone else?”

“Kak Alma is indeed smart,” praise Ning Ana, still keep flinched.

Only Ning Ana let out a small laugh as the Garam Sakti lifted her up like a sick person. He was taken and placed in a place. Alma immediately went up to the bathtub.

“Which other?” ask Alma.

“I had a quick look, Debur Angkara and Ayu left quickly. Maybe they were chasing a runaway horse,” replied Garam Sakti who was already sitting in his usual place as sais.

“Garam Sakti, do not have to wait for another, we must quickly arrive at Rawabening Village. Alma needs to recover. We do not know who else will come to seize the Black Ball,” said Colour Mekararum.

“Good, Nek,” says Garam Sakti dutifully. He then pulled his two horses together to walk a bit faster.

“Is it because I made the demon grandfather too angry?” ning Ana asked in a voice that was still trembling, whether it was because of the shivering due to wetness or because of the impact of the magic battle earlier.

“No, without you angering him, he would have done it because he wanted us all dead,” said Alma Fatara.

“Newly this time I saw such great devotion earlier. Not in vain I went on an adventure,” said Ning Ana. “Looks like I should indeed have the magic of you, Brother Alma.”

“Kang Garam will teach you faithfully,” Alma said.

“I really want Kang Garam to teach me. I don't want if Brother Alma teaches, what fun,” said Ning Ana.

“Hahaha!” alma Laughter. “Sounds like I need power.”

Alma then took a yellow banana from her comb. There are some fruits in the pedati, souvenirs from Bungitan Village.

“You can feel for yourself how dangerous this trip is, Ana,” Alma said.

“Indeed true said Granny Color,” says Alma.

Apparently, to arrive at Rawabening Village, it took until just before magrib. Luckily, during the journey up to the Rawabening Village, they did not meet any powerful old swordsman who could sense the aura of the Black Ball. They only ran into a few young warriors without any conflict. Alma had asked the location of Rawabening Village.

Turns out Rawabening Village is split by roads and Ngulur River. So the village was divided in two and connected by two bamboo bridges. Uniquely, like the road in the capital of the future state, one bridge occurs one way, can not happen two ways. There is no such thing as people crossing each other.

Because in the village there is lodging and including the village which is often a route for many foreigners, Colour Mekararum decided not to report to the local village head.

Apparently, in that village there were many Red Blade School students. It was seen from the presence of warriors in red-red uniforms and armed with red knives.

At the inn, they rented two rooms, one for the Garam Sakti and another for the three women. Ning Ana originally wanted a room with the Salt Sakti, but she was dragged away by Alma.

In the room, Alma made an effort to ease her internal injuries. While Ning Ana had to look for a change of clothes, and that she got from the innkeeper.

That night the four of them had completely rested. The effect of the science clash of the Golden City Punch with the power of the Head of the Two Red Knife Universities was very influential on their bodies. Like the Garam Sakti, he very quickly fell asleep because his body was exhausted.

Same with the three women of that generation.

They all did not know that on that night there was movement in Rawabening Village.

In the morning there was a knock on the door.

Tok tok!

“Who?” ask Alma who woke up first.

“I'm the innkeeper, Swordsman,” a male servant replied in a trembling voice, making Alma suspicious.

“You alone or with others?” ask Alma again.

“Self, Swordsman,” replied the waiter again. His voice was clearly trembling like a frightened person.

Alma then went to the door and opened it. The conversation made the Color Mekararum awaken.

In front of the door was indeed only an innkeeper. His face looked pale in fear.

“What's up, Kang?” alma asked with a sweet smile. “You're scared.”

“Did Nisanak Pendekar kill the Chairman of Red Knives College?” ask the man.

“What?” shock Alma. “I did yesterday clash with the Chairman of Two Red Knives Universities. But I don't know if he was killed.”

“We hope Nisanak Pendekar sudi comes out. The people of Red Knife College have surrounded this inn and asked Nisanak Pendekar to come out to meet them,” said the waiter.

“Good, but get me some water, my beauty is reduced because I just woke up,” Alma said with a smile.

“Good, Nisanak,” said the waiter. He also rushed away. Alma's request must be a priority so that bad things don't happen.

Alma Fatara immediately went back into the room. Alma went to the window and peeked out of the hole. Somewhat surprised Alma, outside the surroundings of the inn there had been a posse by people in red-red uniforms.

“We're surrounded, Grandma. It turned out that the Chairman of Red Knife College yesterday died, the waiter said,” Alma told Colour Mekararum.

Alma then woke Ning Ana up.

“Go wake up Kang Garam to keep Grandma Color. Tell Kang Garam, whatever happens outside later, never come out before I come to you!” alma's orders to Ning Ana.

At the same time, the maid came carrying a clay basin filled with water. Alma immediately washed her face and wiped it with a cloth carried by the maid.

“Be careful, Alma!” order Color Mekararum.

“Iya, Nek,” said Alma then stepped out and went to the main door of the inn.

When Alma turned, then he could see directly outside the inn. It seems that many people in red uniforms stand up to create a crowd without heeding the proximity process.

Alma Fatara steadily walked towards the door. Until he arrived at the door, then he stopped staring unperturbed at the dozens of people who crowded in front of the inn. Not only there, the men in red uniforms also formed a posse around the wooden building.

Everyone dressed in red stared intently at Alma, those gazes holding grudges plus admiration. While far behind those people, residents were watching from a safe distance. (BH)