A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Papepa 3: The Plan of the Treasurer's Son

*The Arrow Fighters (Papepa)*

“How about my idea?” arung Seto asked after conveying his idea to his sister.

“Bby too. I concur. However, of course, it must be like Dad,” said Ariang Banu.

“Come, we must hurry. Do not let Arya Mungkara see the girl and first use her!” seto Arung toilet.

“Come, Kakang! Heah heah!” exclaimed Ariang Banu excited, then he first crushed his horse to run faster back home.

“Heah heah!” arung Seto shouted after his sister's horse.

It didn't take long for the two to get to a luxurious mansion for the standard residence for the citizens of the Capital City. Although it was the house of the Duchy's Treasurer, which meant that it was under the Duke's leadership, it was larger than the Duke's own residence.

Their horses were immediately greeted by two male servants in the house.

“Don't take it to the cage, want us to use it again!” arung Seto said to the two servants.

“Where else are you going? Just arrived,” asked a thin man but with a thick mustache like Mr. Takur. He was wearing silver silk clothes. He was squirting birds in a golden cage that was hung in front of the terrace. The birdcage was actually made of partly elemental gold. The man in white was named Adya Bangira, Treasurer of the Duchy.

“Dad, we need money to redeem someone from the Duke's detention!” ariang Banu said in a hurry.

“Redeeming someone from prison is not cheap, Ariang. Who do you want to redeem?” ask Adya Bangira while still focusing on her beautiful yellow bird. He was still splashing the water he had taken from the container in his left hand.

“A powerful female swordsman, Dad. She is very beautiful and could benefit us in tomorrow's match. He is even more charming than Ninda Serumi,” replied Ariang Banu fiery.

“If you admit she is more beautiful and more charming than Ninda Serumi, then why are you guys in the match to fight over Ninda Serumi?” asked Adya Bangira, this time he looked seriously at his two handsome children.

“Morrow's game is very much related to self-esteem. If we can win tomorrow's game, then of us who win, we deserve to have the hero. And from us who lost, will get Ninda Serumi,” explained Arung Seto.

“Quick, Dad. Later Arya Mungkara actually preceded us when she saw the swordsman girl!” ariang Banu.

“Good. Ask the money to Slave Ijo!” adya Bangira. He really loves his two sons, in addition to loving his daughter who is the younger brother of his two sons.

Ariang Banu immediately moved with wide steps to the terrace and went inside. Arung Seto waited where he stood.

“Dad so curious, how beautiful as the swordsman woman. But, what was his mistake?” ask Adya Bangira.

“Very beautiful. If you are young, you will fight for it. He took the notice board from his place,” replied Arung Seto.

“If he has been released, bring him here for me to welcome.”

“Good, Dad,” replied Arung Seto sumringah for his father's interest.

From inside the house, Ariang Banu came out with a bag of money that looked heavy.

“Come, Kang!” ariang Banu exclaimed as he flashed towards his horse.

“We're gone for a while, Dad!” pamit Arung Seto's.

“Do not make trouble with the Duke!” sahut Adya Bangira.

“Good, Dad!” sahut Ariang Banu who has arrived on his mount.

The two then returned on his horse and pounded him hard leaving his residence. As if racing against time, the brothers were like two princes who were about to save the princess from calamity.

“What did the two children do, Kakang?” ask a woman of almost middle-aged age, who is only less than three years old. She is beautiful with her nice clothes and makeup. The slightly fat woman approached her husband.

“They want to be the hero who saves a beautiful swordsman. There was a female swordsman entangled in the Duchy law for taking the notice board. The woman made them fall in love, but also wanted to make use of her for tomorrow's match,” replied Adya Bangira.

“But, in the match tomorrow, they both do not know whether they will become a group or even become opponents,” said the woman named Aning Sulasih.

“Hahaha!” low laughter Adya Bangira. “Let their young souls mature by trying different problems. Later they will become mature-minded men.”

Meanwhile, Arung Seto and Ariang Banu continued to race their horses. It could be said that they acted recklessly in the streets of the Capital City.

Until then in the middle of the road ….

The set!

There was suddenly an object darting through the air, right from the side direction that seemed to be deliberately targeting one of the two youths.

The set! Byars!

Arung Seto who will be hit by the object in the form of a sack of a bicycle, surprised and swiftly pull out his sword attached to the saddle of his horse. The sword was plucked and immediately slashed, splitting the sack, making the contents of the sack directly splash into the face and body of Arung Seto.

Jengkol seeds that fell scattered scattered on the streets.

“Hahaha!”

There was also the sound of laughter from a stall on the side of the road. In front of a stall that more deservedly referred to as the jengkol depot, stood laughing a burly young man. He was bare-chested and sweating, wearing only dark blue pants. The thick-mined young man without a moustache was named Ujang Barendo, the son of the jengkol juragan, the only businessman selling jengkol in the Capital City.

Behind Ujang, there were some men who were working on carrying jengkol fruit that filled bamboo baskets.

“What are you doing, Ujang?!” arung Seto shouted furiously, while pointing at Ujang Barendo with the tip of his sword.

“Why angry like that, Friend? I sacrificed a sack of jengkol to stop you. Isn't my sacrifice expensive enough? Hahaha!” ujang Barendo. “Close for a moment in my jengkolku paradise!”

“If we're not in a hurry, I'll beat you up, Ujang!” kecam Ariang Banu's.

“If you want to beat me up, prove it tomorrow. Are you guys capable?” challenge Ujang Barendo while smiling mockingly.

“Let it be today that little mouthful, Kakang. We can be late!” the word Ariang Banu reminded his brother.

“Come! Heah heah!” arung Seto shouted and then pounded his horse to run again. While stirring, he again sheathed his sword.

The brother continued his escape to the residence of Duke Marak Wijaya.

Upon arrival in front of the house of Duke Marak Wijaya, they were both stopped by two soldiers guarding the courtyard gate. Arung Seto and Ariang Banu can see the crowd in the yard and terrace of the house of Adipati Marak Wijaya.

After declaring his intention to the soldiers, the two sons of the Duchy's Treasurer were allowed to enter.

“Hahahak ..!” the laughter of one woman was broken followed by other lowly laughter, including Duke Marak Wijaya.

Adipati Marak Wijaya is a person who is about sixty years old, but he is already armed with a cane as a support and auxiliary when walking. His thin mustache is white and his white hair is covered by a black and white batik totopong, in harmony with the color of his black shirt.

Alma Fatara and his colleagues were seen being friendly with Duke Marak Wijaya. Their pedicures and horses were parked and tethered neatly in the spacious courtyard.

Among them is also seen Arya Mungkara, the Duke's handsome second son. The young man dressed in dark red had quite a high posture. His head and hair were tied together by a black cloth.

Their laughter stopped when they saw the arrival of Ariang Banu and Arung Seto.

“Our respect, Wrestling Duke!” arung Seto said with respect.

“What are the needs, sons of Adya Bangira?” duke Marak Wijaya.

“We want to redeem the freedom of the heroine,” said Arung Seto then looked at the beautiful face of Alma Fatara.

“Oh!” dukip Marak Wijaya.

The group of Alma Fatara was also surprised to hear the intentions of the two handsome young men. Alma was smiling widely.

“Hahaha!” the laughter of Arya Mungkara heard the intentions of the two people who will compete against him tomorrow. “Sweetie, you're a little late, Arung!”

Disappointed Ariang Banu and Arung Seto heard the words of Arya Mungkara. The disappointment was evident from the color of their faces. Wanting it to feel like they were cursing as an impingement of his frustration.

“Do you know the two of them, Alma?” ask Arya Mungkara.

“Ya,” replied Alma while smiling sweetly.

Alma's reply made the Colour Mekararum that sat weakly on the chair while being held by Alma's shoulder, swerve. Similarly Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara, Garam Sakti, and Ayu Speakara.

“They are both children of Adya Bangira. Who is not familiar with the fame of their father,” said Alma.

Shocked in the heart of Ariang Banu and Arung Seto heard Alma's reply.

“Send the Greetings of the Goddess of the Teeth to your father. Hahaha!” sahut Alma then laughed freely, as if there was no burden on his charade.

“Dad invited to come home, Alma,” said Arung Seto, trying to follow the Korean drama ala Alma. He deliberately mentioned the name Alma mentioned by Arya Mungkara, to impress more familiar.

“Good, thank you, Kang,” said Alma.

Arung Seto then turned to Duke Marak Wijaya.

“Because Alma is free, so we beg to withdraw, Gusti,” said Arung Seto.

“Please,” said Duke.

The two men then turned to his horse.

“See you tomorrow, Arung, Ariang!” arya Mungkara shouted with a faint smile.

The two young men only turned to look at Arya Mungkara for a moment. (BH)