A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Papepa 18: The Match

*The Arrow Fighters (Papepa)*

The Arrow Fighters match is an annual competition that is already very popular in the Duchy of Balongan. The participants are considered to be the best sons of Balongan.

However, since the match was considered boring because the participant was always him-he, Adipati Marak Wijaya then opened the door for any swordsman to register. Registration is limited to only twelve participants who will be accepted.

Actually, many people signed up to participate in the Arrow Fighter Competition, but the Duke only chose suitable participants, not just participants he liked.

Like Bandeng Prakas. Adipati Marak Wijaya actually did not like Bandeng Prakas, because it is known that the young man had a relationship with Ninda Serumi, the top prize this year. However, it is precisely that factor that makes the Duke pass Bandeng Prakas as a participant, because it will definitely compete with Arya Mungkara. The spark of competition that will provoke the spirit of betting various circles.

Like the Prince of Soul Degrees, the Serpent Eye Swordsman, Genjer Mahesa, Tiro Mulaga, and the Simanuk Gegas of Balewang Forest, they came from outside the capital Balongan.

Early in the morning the citizens of the Capital have been flocking to the square beside the river. They came in groups happily, as if it was the feast of the Duchy of Balongan. Many residents who came to the square wore their best clothes. If anything is mediocre, then that ordinary one is the best outfit he has.

All the citizens gathered outside the fence that had been made by the soldiers. All the soldiers of the Duchy seemed to be centered in the square and its surroundings. The Northern Army and the Southern Army of the Duchy of Balongan were called to the Capital to assist in the security, so that where the eyes looked there was a soldier.

“Life by Barendo!” a man's shout suddenly broke the noise of the citizens outside the square.

The man walked in the lead of a dozen people who accompanied the steps of Ujang Barendo who came shirtless. He wore blue pants and a blue totopong on his head. On his body transverse a black arc made of strong wood.

“Life by Barendo!” shouted the six other men escorting the son of the jengkol businessman.

“Life Crown Prince Juragan Jengkol!” shouted the leader of the group.

“Life Crown Prince Juragan Jengkol!” shouted the other six men.

Ujang Barendo who walked dashing with a face full of confidence, the more lift the chin higher when hailed like that.

“Come on Ujang, you must be looking!” shouted a young man in the front row of the audience. She is the future sister-in-law of Ujang Barendo.

“Ujang definitely wins!” shouted the team leader.

“Ujang definitely wins!” This time not only the six escort men who shouted, but including a number of residents who supported and even placed the stakes for Ujang Barendo.

Gaining support from the ranks of the citizens, the more developed the burly chest of Ujang Barendo.

“Life by Barendo! The Crown Prince Juragan Jengkol! Ujang Barendo will win!”

Such slogans continued to be shouted over and over as Ujang Barendo's team entourage walked into the square.

In the center of the square was a small stage like a head-high table, but it had stairs on both sides that were opposite. The small stage was guarded by four soldiers around it.

While on the main stage full of janur and umbul-umbul, also red banner belonging to the Duchy, has stood the figure of Vice Duke, Pamong Sukarat. She looks with her best clothes and jewelry.

Ujang Barendo was directed towards the small stage by the soldiers guarding around the square.

Ujang Barendo who was escorted by the officers of his jengkol stilt up his own small stage stairs.

“Citizens and attendees of Balongan Duchy!” yelled Pamong Sukarat which contains energy in, so that his voice echoed and was heard clearly by the whole audience as clear as the speaker.

Hearing the voice of Pamong Sukarat, the more boisterous the residents and the more excited. They like to hear an energetic voice in that way that they can't do, they understand it's the layman.

“This! The first Arrow Fighter to be present in the match arena, a mighty young man who is touted as the Crown Prince of Jengkol! Dialaaah, Uuujaaang Baaareeendooo!” shouted Pamong Sukarat like a pro-class boxing host. His deep-powered voice so echoes great, giving a heating feel to the spirits of the spectators.

“Uaaaa!” some of the spectators shouted while applauding.

Ujang Barendo who stood on the stage of the table raised his two sturdy hands high, in addition to showing off his mighty muscles, also showed off his collection of black armpits. With his laughter and without a smile, Ujang Barendo looked around at the citizens who cheered him.

“Jengkol! Jengkol! Jengkol!” the supporters of Ujang Barendo.

“Hahahak ..!” the laughter of Alma Fatara sitting on a chest-high tree branch. His position is behind the citizens.

Alma laughs at hearing her scream “jengkol”.

While Debur Angkara, Garam Sakti and Ayu Speakara stood around the tree trunk. Not far from the tree, there is a horse pedati on top of which is the Queen of Color Mekararum and Magar Kepang in the sais position. Under the tree were three horses.

The cries of “jengkol” suddenly came to a halt when three horsemen appeared to enter the square.

“Yeee ..!” the joyful cheer of some residents when they saw the arrival of the three horsemen.

Plok plok …!

They clapped boisterously, as if they were the arrival of heroes.

“Treasurer! Hail Treasurer! Live Treasurer!” shouted a man who became the supporter command.

“Treasurer! Hail Treasurer! Live Treasurer!” shouted some residents who like the Treasurer of the Duchy, namely Adya Bangira.

Adya Bangira just smiled sweetly while waving one hand to the citizens who cheered her.

The two horsemen who were with Adya Bangira were none other than Arung Seto and Ariang Banu. Therefore, his supporters also cheated on his two children.

“Life Knight Arung Seto! Live Knight Ariang Banu!” shouted the commander of the supporters who were carried around the neck by a colleague, so that his position was higher than other residents. He looks like a football coordinator.

“Life Knight Arung Seto! Live Knight Ariang Banu!” shouted the other fans.

“Who holds the treasure of the Duchy?!” the commander shouted support to his group.

“Treasurer!” sahut residents supporters of the crowd.

“Who will win?!” shouted the supporting commander again.

“Knight Arung Seto!” sahut the fans.

“Who else won?!”

“Knight Ariang Banu!”

The father and his two children were just smiling and received a rapturous welcome from some residents of the Capital City. Surely the commander of the supporters had already got sanguine in advance from the Treasurer to create a crowded support group.

Upon their arrival near the stage, the horses of the three of them were greeted by warriors who then directed them to go up to the small stage.

“Citizens and attendees of Balongan Duchy!” shouted Pamong Sukarat again which contains energy in. “The Duchy of Balongan is in his hands. Famous as a friendly person to the people. We give a big round of applause to, Bendaaahaaaa Adyaaa Baaangiiiraaa!”

Plok plok …!

The citizens clapped with smiles. While Adya Bangira who was already standing on the small stage, waved her right hand with a wide smile.

Not long Adya Bangira waved. After that, he walked down the stairs.

Next, it was Arung Seto's turn to go on stage.

“This is the eldest son of Treasurer Adya Bangira. Handsome and tough. She became the mainstay of both her parents. He was a tough Arrow Fighter. Last year, he almost defeated the Duke's son. He's Aaaruung Seeetooo!” pamong Sukarat shouted as Arung Seto was already standing on the stage waving his hands.

Plok plok …!

The introduction of Arung Seto was met with thunderous applause.

“Next! The second son of Treasurer Adya Bangira, a young man who is no less agile than his brother. Handsome young man full of charm. We welcome Arrow Fighters Aaariaaang Baaanuuu!” yell Pamong Sukarat.

Plok plok …!

Again the residents gave a clap that was getting louder, like being cheering a racing pigeon.

“Hahahak …! So excited for this show!” said Alma who was taken in by his three friends who were also laughing.

Whuss!

Suddenly they were all speechless and shocked, as a young man dressed in dark green dashed fiercely in the air entering the square. The man did not pass through the main gate guarded by the soldier's fence, but passed over the heads of the citizens. (BH)