A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Papepa 9: Hold the Bird

*The Arrow Fighters (Papepa)*

Ayu Speakara stood with the horses, ready to train with his new sword big and long, according to the wishes of every woman. Not only that, the sword was also heavy.

Meanwhile, Colour Mekararum sat on a chair watching the exercise. Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti are still standing on the sidelines, giving Ayu Speakara the opportunity to first go into action.

“What style will you play, Ayu Beautiful?” tanya Garam Sakti while smiling widely.

“Round Stroke Hold Bullet!” yelled Ayu Speakara mentioned the name of the style he was going to play.

“Hahahak ..!” laughter Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti.

“Garam Sakti, close your bird, will be held by Ayu! Hahahak ..!”

The two big, muscular men cupped the corners of their thighs with their own palms.

Ayu Speak did not care what cuteness the two big men laughed at. He thought he wasn't doing something funny or wrong.

“Hiaat!” pekik Ayu Speak while exerting his inner strength to swing the large and heavy sword.

The Sky Trail swordsman's relics swung and took off from the ground. The twisting swing made by Ayu Speakara made the sword fly in a twisting.

However, the strength of the swing and the weight of the sword made Ayu Speakar's hand carried by the sword. Ayu was attracted to run carried away by the sword. Finally the sword slipped from Ayu's hands, while the beautiful girl ran uncontrollably forward, then fell down.

“Hahahak ..!” Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti who have not yet laughed “bir” gegara, added laughing to see Ayu Speak like a drunk person.

Not only were the two beach men laughing, but Colour Mekararum was also laughing.

Meanwhile, the great sword of Ayu Wicara stuck in front of the foot of Arya Mungkara who had just come to that place.

Seeing his sword stuck in front of Arya Mungkara's feet, Ayu Speak became surprised. He hurriedly ran to find his sword.

“Your bird's dragon, Arya! It will be held by Ayu!” shouted Debur Angkara while pointing at the position of “birds” the Duke's child.

Arya Mungkara who does not understand sleep problems, so surprised, especially Ayu ran quickly towards him. Hurriedly the young man backed off two acts while holding the corner of his pants along with the contents.

“Pardon me, Gusti Handsome. My sword likes to limp!” said Ayu Speak while smiling horse. Turns out he's going to get a sword, a bird.

“What does a limp sword look like?” ask Arya Mungkara, but remain vigilant.

“Eh?” The question made Ayu Speak's brain blank for a moment. But then, he understood and quickly rectified, “Oh, I mean, my sword likes to loose itself from my hands.”

“Oh,” sigh Arya Mungkara understands while so relax again. It then comes to Colour Mekararum. “My respect, Gusti Ratu.”

“What's up, Arya?” ask Colour Mekararum with a slow tone.

“Where is Alma Fatara, Gusti?” ask Arya Mungkara.

“With go with Magar Kepang to the Duchy Treasurer's residence, meet the invitation,” replied Colour Mekararum.

Hearing that, Arya Mungkara fell silent.

“Thank you, Gusti Ratu,” said Arya Mungkara in honor. Then he turned around.

“Gusti Handsome, do you not intend to see the prowess of my Bird Hold Round stance?” ask Ayu Speak while smiling sweetly.

Arya Mungkara just glanced at the name of the sword style Ayu Speakara. His brain was at a loss to digest the meaning of the name.

“Hahahak!” Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti only laughed because they heard the name of the sword again.

Finally, Arya Mungkara just smiled at Ayu Speak, then he passed away.

“Basic people are not sane!” hiss Arya Mungkara slowly while leaving behind her house.

“Ayu! Are you sure the name of the style is Round Bird Hold?” ask Debur Angkara.

“Hah! You guys don't think slobberly!” hardik Ayu Speak. “My move is named Round Sword Bird, not hold bird!”

“Hahaha ..!” laughter Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti, but slower than before.

Arya Mungkara went into the house. Inside he picked up a tube containing his arrows and grabbed a bow that was displayed on the wall.

“Where are you going, Arya?” asked Duke Marak Wijaya who just entered from the front of the house.

“I want to follow Alma Fatara to Uncle Adya's residence,” replied Arya Mungkara with a tense face, as if she was holding a lump of emotion.

“I don't like it if Arung and Ariang are using Alma Fatara!” arya Mungkara.

“Alma is a girl who has a stand, she will not be able to be used,” said Marak Wijaya.

“Maybe Dad is too sure, but I can't!” arya Mungkara then passed by her father.

He went out and headed straight for the stables not so far from the prison building guarded by four soldiers.

Marak Wijaya just shook his head slowly.

“Hiah hiah!” arya Mungkara shouted, her horse left the yard.

However, after leaving her home, Arya Mungkara was forced to stop her horse from running. In the middle of the road there was a commotion.

The soldiers of the Capital Security Forces were surrounding someone who was shouting.

“You should know, by arresting me, it will be a bad image for the Duke!” shouted a burly young man but a little short. He maintains a thin mustache and has a codet incision scar on the tip of his left eyebrow. On his body crossed a bow and on his waist hung a thin tube containing a number of arrows. He was named Ronggo Manik, one of the participants of the Arrow Fighter Competition.

“What do you mean, Ronggo Manik?” hardik warrior leader named Rugu Banula, a temporary replacement for Commander Gendas Pati who is undergoing therapy.

“If you catch me, people will accuse the Duke of deliberately arresting me to get rid of competitors from his son,” said Ronggo Manik.

“Abreaker is still a lawbreaker. No matter you are a contestant or not!” rugu Banula Bathroom.

“Let him go, Rugu Banula!” arya Mungkara exclaimed suddenly, surprising the soldiers and Ronggo Manik himself.

“Hahaha! You heard it yourself, soldier. Participants of the Arrow Fighter Match are people who are immune to the law, otherwise, it will have a bad impact on the Duke and his own son,” said Ronggo Manik felt victorious.

“You can be free today, Ronggo. But remember, my arrows tomorrow will be on your face!” threaten Arya Mungkara who is still sitting on her horse behind the line of soldiers.

“Hahaha! I will also make sure, tomorrow is your unlucky day!” reply Ronggo Manik.

The young man then turned around and broke through the siege of the soldier.

“Special today, do not make matters with the participants of tomorrow's match!” arya Mungkara said to Rugu Banula.

“Good, Gusti,” said Rugu Banula obediently.

“Publish!” the Arya Mungkara's.

Blouse!

Not even the soldiers dispersed, not yet Arya Mungkara left, suddenly they were startled by one loud bang from a distance.

Ronggo Manik who walked away also became surprised. His head immediately looked towards the east, the direction of origin of the sound of a bang.

“Teams!” rugu Banula shouted while running towards the east. He was soon followed by the soldiers who numbered more than twenty people.

Arya Mungkara preceded the soldiers' run with his horse. While Ronggo Manik flashed with the science of his body.

When they approached, it was seen that the citizens of the Capital City had been crowded to gather in the middle of the road in a fairly wide radius.

“Hahahak ..!”

There was the sound of laughter from a woman. Arya Mungkara immediately recognized who the owner of the laughter, namely Alma Fatara.

“Surge! Give way! Give way!” rugu Banula shouted from behind the crowd of citizens.

Residents who were busy watching it immediately shifted to give way to the horses Arya Mungkara and the soldiers.

Rugu Banula who had originally intended to surround the commotion, so it was void of intent upon seeing anyone who was doing a commotion on that street.

The first person was Alma Fatara, who laughed at the fall of a fat man round like a barrel, completely like a barrel.

Alma had just made a fallen gentleman who was a swordsman. The round fat man tied his head with a red cloth, while the color of his clothes was white yellow. The fat man was named Obol-Obol. It was not his real name, but his already attached popular name like a mole.

What made the soldiers disinclined was the presence of the other four people behind Obol-Obol. They were two women and two men of swordsmanship, armed with different weapons.

Meanwhile, it looks Magar Kepang standing mingled with the citizens into a good audience.

Obol-Obol immediately got up to stand up and put up the horses. He looked seriously at Alma who had just let go of his laughter.

From the other side, Ujang Barendo, Balingga and Bandeng Prakas have just arrived to see the source of the crowd. (BH)