
*The Arrow Fighters (Papepa)*
Ujang Barendo carried two sacks of jengkol seeds on his shoulder to be transferred to the top of the beef pedati. In the bath already piled several sacks of raw jengkol seeds.
The set! Teb!
“Jengkol favors!” yelled Ujang Barendo cursing, not praising, when the sack that was still on his shoulder to know was stuck by an arrow, right on the right side of his head.
The arrow attack also surprised a number of men who were working in the jengkol. Angrily Ujang Barendo slammed his sack into the pedati.
In a moment, there were two horses that came close to the position of Ujang Barendo and his sword. Ujang Barendo stared intently at the two young horsemen who came. The two young men were none other than Arung Seto and Ariang Banu. It looks Ariang Banu already holding a bow, indicating that he was the one who threw an arrow to Ujang Barendo.
The sister's brother stopped not too close to the pedati and Ujang Barendo.
“Ariang Banu!” yelled Ujang Barendo riled while pointing to Ariang Banu.
Ujang Barendo with a gesture of annoyance forcefully plucked the arrow on the sack in the pedati.
The set! The tep!
The arrow was passed by Ujang Barendo to Ariang Banu. However, Ariang Banu easily caught his arrow.
“What do you mean to kill me, Ariang?!” hardik Ujang Barendo while advancing a few steps.
“Now you're angry. You don't think that when you slow us down, it can derail what we want. And finally we're late because it doesn't matter to you!” angry Ariang Banu.
“I don't know if you have any urgent business. If you fail, it's your fate!” balak Ujang Barendo.
The words of the young man who was not dressed increasingly sparked the anger of Ariang Banu and Arung Seto.
“If so, your death today is your fate too!” exclaims Ariang Banu while removing his sword from the hook in the saddle.
Next, Ariang Banu jumped from his horse which directly attacked Ujang Barendo with a hard lunge. While the sword that was still sheathed with its warangkanya held in the left hand. According to him, beating Ujang Barendo is the best way to vent anger for failing to serve Alma Fatara.
Dak dak!
Two kicks were held up by both hands of Ujang Barendo who was large and sturdy, but it made him lined up several acts. After crashing, Ariang Banu immediately suckled the next attack after his foot landed on the ground.
Uniquely, Ariang Banu's legs do not need a perfect stand to directly attack again. When one of his feet touched the ground, it immediately departed. As a result, Arian Banu has faster momentum than Ujang Barendo.
Buk up! Sreth!
Ariang Banu's right fist slammed into Ujang Barenda's stockpile, increasing the number of steps he lined up.
After his right hand was punched, it was the hand that drew the sword immediately, escaping it from its war.
Ujang Barendo was helpless when the tip of the sword stopped and threatened to barely stick to the skin of his neck.
The set! Tang!
Suddenly one pebble shot out from the other direction and struck the blade of the sword. The sword was thrown away from the neck of Ujang Barendo, but it did not escape from the hands of Ariang Banu.
Buk up!
After that, the three young men looked towards the source of the pebble stone. They saw a young man who was about a little older than Arung Seto. It also has a hard muscular body stature. His skin color was black, blacker than Ujang Barendo and contrasted with the skin color of the two sons of the Duchy's Treasurer who were white. The young man dressed simply in dark blue was wearing a natural bamboo woven caping. He was Balingga, the son of a fish master.
“I don't understand your enemies. However, if indeed you are at odds, it is better to finish tomorrow in the arena. Prove that you are the champion and not the loser!” exclaim Balingga, a young man who is famous for his sweet black good looks.
“Your actions just clearly show you're on Ujang Jengkol's side, Balingga!” tukas Arung Seto's.
“I'm not on anyone's side. All be my opponents tomorrow in the arena. Merely, it is not knightly if the opponent should we limp in the day before the match. I assume it's cheating. Moreover, you are brothers and sisters, easy to gang up on our own,” kilah Balingga.
“You can do some shit because you can gang up, but look tomorrow, you will be my victims one by one!” koar Ujang Barendo.
Suddenly Arung Seto saw the emergence of Alma Fatara who rode with Magar Kepang. Alma's position when Arung Seto saw, was still quite far from that place.
“Ariang, we continue tomorrow only in the game!” arung Seto said quickly to his sister.
Seeing the tone of his brother's words, Ariang Banu immediately caught the hidden message from his brother's eyebrow movement code. He also took his eyes to the surrounding area. He then saw the existence of Alma Fatara who rode casually towards that place.
“Prepare tomorrow, you two!” said Ariang Banu while glancing at Ujang Barendo and Balingga.
“Huh!” grunts Ujang Barendo while smiling cynically.
Ariang Banu sheathed back his sword and immediately returned to his horse. He went up on the horse's back.
At that moment, Alma Fatara and Magar Kepang crossed the road. However, seeing that there were two people he knew, namely Arung Seto and Ariang Banu, Alma decided to stop followed by Magar Kepang.
Alma Fatara immediately smiled at the brother and sister who were not yet known by name. He also momentarily threw a smile and gaze at Ujang Barendo and Balingga.
“Come, Kakang! Didn't your father invite me?” said Alma pretentiously familiar, until Ariang Banu and Arung Seto bumbling themselves face Alma's attitude.
“I-iya. Come, Alma!” the responsiveness of Arung Seto was somewhat stuttered at the beginning. However, it is joy, the antidote to anger and annoyance for Arung Seto who is so impressed with Alma's beauty.
Balingga walked closer to Ujang Barendo while his gaze remained attached to the figure of Alma Fatara.
Arung Seto and Ariang Banu then rush his horse to leave the place, without saying a word of pleasantry to both competitors in the game tomorrow. Alma Fatara and Magar Kepang followed both.
“Who is that beautiful beautiful woman?” balingga asked, while still looking at Alma who went away.
“If I knew, I'd rather not sign up for a fight to pursue her love. Surely he does not live in this Capital City,” said Ujang Barendo.
“What was your business with the son of the Duchy's Treasurer?” ask Balingga.
“They were angry because I interrupted his trip with a throw of a sack of jengkol. As they walked home, they suddenly got angry and blamed me!” answer Ujang Barendo.
“Although our parents are rich and respected, but at the game tomorrow, we are both symbols of the destitute. Even so, precisely the citizens of the Capital City will support us more,” said Balingga. “How about we cooperate for tomorrow?”
“Bah! I thought you were an honest man, but you wanted to cheat!” said Ujang Barendo while smiling one corner of the lips.
“By helping each other, then the chances as a winner will be greater. Surely you really want Ninda Serumi to be your wife?” (BH)