A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Sewing Teacher 1: Hanging Punishment

*Black Finger Combat (Steaching Teacher)*

That morning, the group of Alma Fatara who intended to go to the Fog Swamp in the west of Mount Reason, set out to continue their journey back.

This time they increased members and the group looked more crowded. Although only one person added, but the horse added three tails.

Their new member is the beautiful Ayu Speakara, increasingly making Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti more excited. At the request of his father, Ayu Wicara is strongly encouraged to follow Alma Fatara in order to forge even greater magic.

In gratitude to the residents of Turusikil Village for being freed from the occupation of the robber group, Alma and his entourage were given three horses. So, Colour Mekararum and Alma still ride the pedati driven by Garam Sakti, while Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara and Ayu Spekar ride horses.

Their forests, hills, valleys, rivers, and villages pass through. One day and one night, they traveled safely.

“Alma, it looks like your life path ahead is clearly visible,” said Colour Mekararum at one time in the journey of the second day after leaving Turusikil Village.

“Very clear from where, Grandma?” ask Alma seriously.

“From mountain!” chirps Color Mekararum.

“Hahahak!” alma laughed suddenly.

It was not unusual for Alma Fatara to laugh out loud. So, if that happened, the rest of them would already not care.

The Mekararum color only smiled as its chirping made Alma laugh out loud.

“Your work by helping the people of Turusikil Village, shows that you will be a heroine who helps the weak and defends the truth,” words Colour Mekararum which is sure that it will not be long for Alma to become a viral female swordsman.

“To be a defender of truth and weakness, I still need a lot to learn from both of my teachers. If I were to deal with a high-stakes swordsman later, I would be finished!”

“It looks like you're happy to take the trip to help me, Alma?” ask Colour Mekarum.

“I'm happy if I laugh, Grandma. So, I am also happy if I can make people close to me laugh, yaaa at least can smile. I am also happy to be able to travel. I was very curious to see clearly what I saw from afar. When I look at the end of the ocean, I really want to see what the condition of the end of the ocean looks like. When I look at the mountain, I really want to see what the mountain really looks like and want to know who lives there. I want to feel the vastness of nature. If there was a way to go to the sky, I would try to find that way. But said the teacher who is an adventurer, little by little first, suffice the readiness of provision, later on the journey must collect supplies also to reach something further,” said Alma quite long. “But there's something I should prioritize first ...”

“What?” ask Colour Mekarum.

“Finding out who my parents are.”

“So, Slamet Lara and Muniwengi are not your biological parents?”

“Crut, Grandma. When my baby was found in a wooden crate that was washed up on the beach. Only this golden tiger head bracelet is a clue from my parents,” said Alma.

Alma showed a gold bracelet on her right ankle.

“Emm ...,” murmur Bloarum Color while paying attention to the bracelet shown by Alma's feet. “Later if I am healed, I will take you to meet a famous gold craftsman. Maybe he knows whose jewelry it was.”

“Wah, right, Grandma?” alma asked, as if unsure of what she heard.

“True. You doubted my promise,” Colour Mekararum said with a flinched face, for enduring the pain in his body.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter pleased.

“Hahaha! No. gabe. I just want to know the story and the reason why I was thrown into the sea,” replied Alma.

Suddenly the path of the pedati stopped. Along with that, there was the sound of a crowd up ahead. Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara and Ayu Wicara also stopped the steps of his horse.

“Ayo confess! If you still do not want to confess, we will hang!” shouted a man among the crowd of people who were ahead there.

There were dozens of men in warrior uniforms who were hanging a man, though not yet hanged. A young man in his twenties was being tied up on a tree. Both his hands were tied behind his back and around his neck were coiled ropes which continued to stretch onto the branches of the tree. The end of the rope was firmly tied to the tree trunk. While the two legs of the man in blue still stepped on the lower branches of the tree, but both legs were tied with a long rope. The end of the rope was held by one of the soldiers crowding.

If the leg strap is pulled, the man will automatically fall and his neck will hang on the upper limb.

“I dare swear! It wasn't me who kidnapped or hid Gelis Sibening!” the young man shouted, terrified. His face was already dripping with sweat.

“There were witnesses who saw you wandering in front of Nyi Bungkir's residence last night, Gibas Madar!” said the man dressed in black was nice and sturdy. The man with the mustache had been interrogating a young man named Gibas Madar. He is the right hand of Nyi Bungkir named Dengkul Geni.

Nyi Bungkir himself was in that place. She is a beautiful woman in her thirties. Wearing light green clothes like fresh leaves. In addition to dressing well, on his body were attached a number of gold jewelry. Rings, bracelets, necklaces to giwang, attached beautifully and luxuriously to it.

Nyi Bungkir is the wife of Demang Baremowo. He was a devotee, so Demang Baremowo often ordered him to solve a problem. Including at this time.

Nyi Bungkir belongs to the little talk type. Therefore, the one who speaks a lot is the Geni Nudge.

“Yes, last night I did pass in front of Demang's house, but I didn't kidnap anyone!” shouted Gibas Madar while flinched resignedly.

“What is this? What's the matter?” asked Alma Fatara who suddenly appeared to burst out among the soldiers of the academy while looking up at the young man who was ready to be hanged.

The appearance of Alma Fatara made everyone under the tree watch her. Nyi Bungkir only looked at the unfamiliar Alma.

“Hey, who are you, Nisanak?!” tanya Dengkul Geni half rebuking.

“My name is Alma Fatara,” replied Alma casually while focusing on looking up at the young man above.

“If you're just passing by, you better go. It's Kademangan's business, don't interfere!” dengkul Geni.

“I've never seen a dead man hanged. How could I have missed the chance to see the dead hanged,” Alma said then looked at Dengkul Geni while smiling a hippo. “Some of you have told me, if someone dies hanging, his tongue will stick out. But, there are also those who say, if the dead are hung, his tongue out tilted to the side. I wonder if the tongue of the person on top will stick forward or sideways. Hahaha!”

Bengkul Geni turned to look at Nyi Bungkir. The beautiful and majestic woman nodded, no matter what she meant, perhaps only the Geni Nostle knew.

“But you have to tell us first. Where are you from and where are you going?” asked Dengkul Geni, still do not believe in Alma, all of you to prolong the duration of staring at her beautiful face.

“We are from the coastal village of Iwaklelet. We're going to Mount Reason to find a healer. My grandmother suffered from a strange and untreatable poison. So we travel,” replied Alma honestly.

Dengkul Geni momentarily cast his gaze towards the Alma Fatara troupe that stopped some distance away from that location. He turned back to the young man in the tree.

“You still don't want to confess, Gibas Madar?” asked Dengkul Geni to the young man on the tree.

“I didn't do it! Huuu!” yelled Gibas Madar and cried like a man.

“Hanging!” commandment of the Geni Tengkul to the soldier who holds the rope. (BH)