A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Alpha 2: Boat Propulsion

*Alma Fatara (Alfa)*

Alma Fatara, Anjengan, Iwak Ngasin, Juling Jitu, and Gagap Ayu are gathering at one point on the beach, precisely under a coconut tree.

They're playing Kelomang Rise From the Grave.

The game requires that each player has a good team. The field of play is a shallow hole in the sand. Each hermit was put into a hole that would become a cemetery for hermit crabs. Then the hole was in the hole buried all the hermit crabs inside. The soil of the sand can not be pressed or compacted. After that, they just wait for the hermit who will come out first from the sand.

“Come Black Shell!” yelled Iwak Ngasin yelling at his cage.

“Arise Swordsman Juling!” juling Jitu shouted while standing up and styled, as if about to transform into Power Rangers.

“Such Back! Shit ass! Shit Ass!” yelled Anjengan in style like a fanatical female fan chanting her idol K-Pop star.

Ayu Stuttering is different again in style.

“Ba-ba-rise da-da-from ku-ku-ku ...”

“Kutaaang!” shouted the four friends of Stuttering Ayu together while pointing at the cute black beautiful-faced little girl.

“Not me-cowl, but kubukuur!” ralat Gagap Ayu with face scowling sewot.

“Hahaha ..!” Laugh at them in a lot.

“Pa-pa-sea Prince Ca-ca-beautiful!” yells Gagap Ayu mention the name of his hero kelomang.

“Hahaha ..!” alma's laughter was like the laughter of fathers. “Hei, Ayu! Where does the Prince of the Sea come from? The normal one is the Prince of Handsome Sea, or the Prince of the Sea Man!”

“As far as I am, Alma. That's my family, whatever I want ka-ka-give you what name!” the Ayu Stuttering Muscle with its stuttering peculiarities.

“Oh, whatever? In that case, it is up to me to give you the name of what my family is,” said Alma. He then shouted at his rabbit who had not come out, “Rise up, Stuttering Ayu Pesek! Come Stuttering Ayu Pesek!”

“Hei, Alma! It's na-na-name-meddle!” stuttering Ayu protest did not accept.

“Eeeh! That's my family, whatever I want to name,” Alma while blinking her lips.

“Can't be so, Alma. If the game is ledek-ledekan, where can there be a game!” anjengan also blamed Alma.

“Towards, Alma. If you want to fight, you fight. But if you want to play, yes do not fight!” said Juling Jitu, a boy who has advantages with a pair of crossed eyes.

Suddenly their debate was blown away by the cries of Iwak Ngasin.

“Some who rose from the grave!”

The five of them focused on looking down. The sand that they had piled up began to move, indicating that a moving hermit was about to come out of his grave.

“Pa-pa-sea Prince Ca-ca-beautiful!” shouted Stuttering Ayu when he saw a hermit already out of the sand pile.

“Slamet Linglung out!” alma also shouted when he saw his hermit crabs coming out following the hermit crabs belonging to Gagap Ayu. “Come, Slamet Linglung! Sitting the Beautiful Prince!”

“Waaah Alma severe. His father's name was used for the name kelomang!” tukas Juling Jitu's.

“It's okay, my father is happy if his name is everywhere,” said Alma.

“Yaaah, why be-be-stop?” stagap Ayu was disappointed.

Gagap Ayu's hermit crab stopped after coming out of the sand. Unlike the hermit crabs belonging to Alma, she kept moving and walked away from her grave.

“Hahaha! Beautiful Prince so sawan after being buried!” alma said laughing at the hermit crabs belonging to Gagap Ayu.

After that, three other hermit crabs also came out, rising from the grave.

“Horeee! Slamet Linglung champion! Hahahak!” cheers Alma then laughed loudly.

“Hei hey hey! Quiet!” hardik Iwak Ngasin to his friends. He did not care anymore about his club that continued to walk away from the location of the match.

“Hahahak!” They laughed then immediately retreated away from Iwak Ngasin. They agree to suspect that their friend wants a prank.

“Open. Look there!” errat the skinny boy.

Alma and the other three so turned their eyes in a far direction, to where the row of boats the fishermen moored.

At the panhandle of the fishing boats of Iwaklelet Village, there were two adult men there. The two well-dressed men were rummaging through a boat, as if looking for something in the boat.

The clothes they wore showed that they were not the owners of the boat and also as a sign that they were not the villagers.

“Virulent yes, People Just Slippers clothes are not that good. Definitely want to turn the boat!” juling Jitu said.

“Their clothes are good, where maybe they are turning,” Anjengan said.

“Bi-bi-can be,” says Gagap Ayu.

“Iya, could have. It could be that they are well dressed with the results of the thief so that they are not suspected of being a thief,” said Juling Jitu.

“Let's take all the stones! We throw the boat's burglar!” alma commando said.

Although they often quarrel or argue, but for matters of moving together, Alma is the commander.

“Maliying …! Marrie …! Muting boatuu!” alma shouted as she ran towards the water.

“Maliying …! Marrie …! Muting boatuu!” shouted four of Alma's friends while running as well.

Hearing that shout, the two young men who were looking for something on a boat, were shocked. As the two looked towards the source of the bustling screams, a number of rocks had already shot through the air attacking them.

The two handsome youths easily dodged every stone thrown at them.

“How is this, Jura?” ask the young man in blue. On his left waist hung a sword with his warangkanya. His name is Sugang Laksama. “Citizens start arriving!”

It was true, because of the crowded cries of Alma and his colleagues, the citizens who heard the move immediately came to the beach.

The set! Nah!

One pebble shot quickly and precisely hit the head of the young man named Sugang Laksama.

“Akk!” sugang Laksama. He grimaced holding his head while staring intently at Alma, the child who had thrown him.

The position of the boats moored a little far from the beach sand. To get to the boats, people on the beach have to go down to the water as deep as the thighs.

“Come, Sugang!” invite the young man in black clothes named Jura Paksa.

Jura Forksa first ran lightly from one boat to another. He relied on the science of his body.

Sugang Laksama, whose head was bleeding from Alma's throw, quickly flashed on a row of floating boats. He followed the Forced Jurassic. At the end, the two young men flashed to the sand beach and ran away from the beach.

The fishermen of Iwaklelet Village had arrived and met the children of the responsibility.

“What did those two guys do on the boat?” ask an adult.

“Don't know, like would maling a boat,” replied Alma.

The boat owners then went to their boats in the water to check it out.

“No year the two people were powerful people,” said Juling Jitu.

“You made his head bleed, Alma. Be careful, I fear they will come and demand your reply, Alma,” said Iwak Ngasin.

“Aaah, will not. If they come again, yes I throw again,” said Alma.

“But the two were handsome,” said the flirtatious Anjengan while smiling to himself. (BH)