A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Alpha 32: Ayu Speak

*Alma Fatara (Alfa)*

The girl who was two years older than Alma Fatara was named Ayu Wicara. He's the only child of Sandung Speakara. Two years ago, Ayu Speak permission to both her parents to go to study the magic of kanuragan.

Today she has returned claiming to be a wonderful girl. His return was on the day when the robbers had been driven out by Alma Fatara and his comrades.

“Yuyu, you must come with Swordsman Alma Fatara, papaya you can be a magic too!” the Speech Sandung toilet.

“Not papaya, Chicken. The truth is so,” errat Ayu Speak. “Although he managed to defeat the robbers of that village, but that doesn't mean he's sicker than me!”

“It doesn't hurt, Yuyu, but sakti!” ralat Sandung Speak.

“Hahahak ..!” the laughter of Alma and the others heard the mutual error between the father and son.

“If this woman is sicker than me, let alone follow her, worship her I will do!” ayu Speakara.

“You mean, you want to challenge me to fight, Ayu?” ask Alma.

“Iya. I challenge you to a glove. If you're sicker than me, then I'll ignore the words of my chicken!” said Ayu Speakara.

“Hahahak ..!” the laughter of Alma prolonged. Then he said while holding back his laughter, “Maybe may. If I lose, I'll give you the Garam Sakti to make husband.”

“Hah!” shock Garam Sakti which is still in the condition of the body and clothes full of mud.

“Come we start!” exciting Alma.

“You must lose, Yuyu!” yell Sandung Speak.

“No, I have to thread!” yell Ayu Speak.

“Win, Ayu Darling! Not yarn!” baling Wong shouted cheering and praying.

“Coconut dragons!” pekik Ayu Spekara while jumping and flick his kick to Alma Fatara.

Nah!

Alma without dodging, he tackled the kick with the trunk of his right hand. As a result, Alma shook his head, while Ayu Speakara landed slightly pushed, making him barely fall.

When Ayu Speak said something, Alma smiled at him.

Slipper Speakara and other residents immediately retreated to make room for the fight of the two beautiful women.

“Holden strainer!” yelled Ayu Speak while jumping on a second, more violent attack.

He rose into the air with a harder kick.

Taps! Taps!

Alma has not shied away or shifted from the position of its establishment. He caught Ayu Speakara's right foot kick with his left hand. Because his leg was captured, Ayu's left leg quickly followed the kick. With Alma's right palm holding him. However, the strength of Ayu's last kick this time pushed Alma a step.

“Great!” yelled Ayu Speakara then attacked Alma fiercely and quickly.

Ayu tried to launch all kinds of punches and kicks that he mastered. Alma casually served Ayu's rampage, but not a single Ayu attack that managed to hit Alma has so far only survived.

“Come tara, Alma!” yell Ayu.

“I'm not a taro farmer!” sahut Alma's.

“I mean reply!” errat Ayu.

“Good!” sahut Alma's.

After that, Alma finally attacked back. Ayu was made to retreat while fending off and dodging Alma's attacks. Ayu didn't even have a chance to strike back. But what did he say?

“Just like this?” ask Ayu arrogantly.

“Alright,” says Alma while smiling.

After that, Alma pushed forward quickly, clapped Ayu, then launched a faster hand attack.

The bukbuk!

“Hukh!” lamented Ayu Speak while bowing to hold three consecutive fists that are so fast.

“How, Ayu?” tanya Alma offered.

“You win if the hand is charred!” ayu said he did not want to admit defeat.

“Yes, that's what I mean!” said Ayu. “I want to wear rendang!”

“Wear sword, Ayu, not rantang!” ralat Baling Wong again.

“Eh, just listen, not much toothless!” Ayu rebukes Baling Wong.

“Hahaha ..!” Alma and the citizens laughed out loud at Ayu Speak's words.

Until finally the sound of their laughter subsided.

“Well, if you can make both my legs move places, then you I assume win. You can use your sword,” said Alma Fatara.

“Wah!” sesah Sandung Speak and the residents heard Alma's challenge.

“How can not go anywhere when the opponent is armed with a sword?” tanya Garam Sakti who judged Alma's challenge unreasonable.

Ayu Speak already passed the sword.

“Hiaat!” yelled Ayu Speakara as he charged forward to attack.

Set set set …!

With ambition, Ayu Speakar played his sword, piercing, slashing, and swinging. However, Alma nimbly and quickly dodged the sword and repelled the hand of Ayu who was holding the sword. Although only resting on his left foot, Alma could dodge and fend off quickly, take a step forward and take a step back, also could swerve like a branch blown by the wind.

Alma still dared to fight even though his opponent was armed with a sharp sword.

At one point, Alma took a step forward while tilting his upper body slightly backward, letting the sword pass by just like that. While his hand moved quickly caught Ayu's wrist, then took a few points of the right hand, giving a golden hand to Ayu's hand muscles.

Ting!

As a result, Ayu's hand grip on the sword loosened, making the sword fall apart.

Tubs!

Then two blows Alma landed on Ayu's chest, making the village girl lined up two steps.

“How, Ayu?” ask Alma.

“Good, I lost, although I still have pent up magic,” Ayu coldly told Alma.

Alma just smiled broadly.

“Well, like that! You have to admit defeat!” exclaim Sandung Speak. “You must be elbowed with Alma, in order for you to get better!”

“Follow, Chairman, not elbow,” error Baling Wong.

“Iya,” says Sandung Speak justifies.

“Well, now that the robber has left this village, then I say goodbye, Village Chief!” alma said to Sandung Speakara.

“Hah! Village Chief?” sandung Speakara was surprised because he was called the Village Chief.

“Yes, Ki Sandung Speakara is our new village head!” yell Jengkis.

“Betul! Live Village Chief Sandung Speak!” yelled Baling Wong anyway.

“Life Village Chief Sandung Speak!” the other villagers were happy.

“Hahaha!” laughter Sandung Speakara.

“Hahaha!” the Laughter of Alma Fatara.

Finally, Alma Fatara and Sandung Speakara went to pick up Colour Mekararum, Magar Kepang and Debur Angkara, along with a number of residents waiting in the forest.

For a while, the group of Alma Fatara decided to spend the night in Turusikil Village. Tomorrow morning they will continue their journey. That night, the villagers partied modestly to celebrate their freedom from the occupation by the band of robbers.

“Alma, why do you give priority to Garam Sakti? I also want to have a great weapon,” asked Debur Angkara with a frowning face. He was jealous because the Garam Sakti was given a magic kris by Alma, while he was not.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter heard Debur Angkara's jealousy.

Debur Angkara felt himself the closest to Alma, because they were one village since Alma was a baby. While Sick Salt, he was familiar with Alma in a day two days.

“Don't worry, Kang Debur. Later I will also give you an heirloom weapon. An heirloom weapon is not a guarantor or determinant we die or survive. The heirloom is indeed the sustenance of Kakang Garam Sakti,” said Alma trying to calm Debur Angkara.

“Good. I'll be a good boy!” debur Angkara said while still scowling. (BH)