A1ma Goddess Two Teeth
Kamsil 3: Coconut Poison

*Human Village (Camsil)*

The entourage of Alma Fatara finally stopped in front of a young coconut fruit trader, not a young coconut ice trader.

Uniquely, the young coconut merchant was a woman of quite fat body. He wore a red caping, matching the color of his bright red shirt with black pants. On his right waist hung a long, gloved machete. He was about forties years old.

Like coconut traders in general, many young coconuts accumulate in the field which is only four times four meters in size. The stall was just a walled rumbia without a roof. There was a long bench in front of him. And the stall is located under a large banyan tree that is rife with hanging root strands, great to wear hanging like Tarzan.

But uniquely, around it there are no coconut trees growing, there are only large branches. On the south side is an obscure stretch of grass where the edges are.

Meanwhile, the sun soon reaches its peak, is a very good time to drink coconut water. Equipped with a gust of wind that remains cool during the day.

Back then, there was a black-clothed, shabby grandfather covered in a gray robe. He was busy sitting while scraping the coconut meat that had been split.

“Come, Kang Debur, Kang Salt!” invite cheerful Alma Fatara while running small to the young coconut palm shop.

“Come come on!” exclaim Debur Angkara also after mooring his horse.

Only Colour Mekarum remains seated leaning against the bathtub.

“Coconut Aunt, we ask for six young coconuts!” order Alma Fatara then went to sit on a long bench, precisely not far from the side of the grandfather who was diligently dredging coconut meat with a spoon made of coconut shell.

“Why is here for sale, can't be asked!” said the coconut merchant woman a little ketus. His face also looks sour, especially his lip model slightly leaning forward.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter heard the words of the coconut-seller woman. “I mean we buy, Bi.”

“Iya. But don't call me Aunt, I'm not married to your uncle!” said the coconut seller.

“Hahaha!” alma's laughter again. Then ask her, “Then I should mention what Aunt?”

“Dermal Screws, Poisonous Coconut Vendor!” the woman replied as her right hand pulled out her cleaver on the right waist in a different style than usual.

Just now the woman named Galuh Derama was about to peel the mouth part of a coconut, Alma quickly shouted.

“Wait! I mean Aunt Galuh, these coconuts are all poisonous?” alma asked who made her comrades surprised as well.

“Depends on where you want to go. In front of there is a branching road. If you go north, then I'll give you a poisonous coconut. But if you go south, I'll give you an ordinary coconut.”

“Why can it be like that?” ask Alma, but to herself.

“If we want to go to Mount Reason, which way should we go?” ask Magar Kepang to Galuh Derama.

“Mount Reason is in the north. So you have to drink poisonous coconut water,” Galuh Derama said then threw the coconut in his hand into the coconut pile on the right side. He then took the coconut that was piled up on the left side.

“Aunt Galuh, will we die if drinking poisoned coconut water?” ask Alma.

“If you don't pay, you'll die. Because I'll read you guys!” galuh Derama replied still taut.

“Hahahak! Erratic right,” said Alma with a laugh, which was followed by bitter laughter Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti.

While Galuh Derama still work to peel two sides of the coconut skin so that it raises the water hole. He worked on peeling as many as six coconuts.

“Grandpa,” call Alma while poking grandpa's arm next to her.

“Hm?” the grandfather muttered without looking at Alma.

“Grandfather eats poisoned coconut or not?” alma asked half a whisper.

“Why is it poisonous,” replied the grandfather and bribed a soft piece of coconut meat.

“Wih, why is grandpa not dead?” ask Alma wonder.

“Hehehe!” Grandpa just chuckled.

“Grandpa has paid?” ask Alma again.

“Not yet,” replied the grandfather.

“Let us pay, Cake,” Alma said in a tight tone of voice. “Come, Cake, add more!”

“Hahaha!” alma laughs in surprise at the grandfather's golden teeth. “Do not add one, add two can also, Cake.”

“Oh, then Grandpa added two, huh?” said the grandfather.

“Iya.”

“Amal, is it okay we drink poisonous heads?” ask Ayu Speak.

“Hahaha! Grandpa is fine drinking poisoned coconut,” replied Alma.

“If you want to go to Mount Reason, you have to go north. If you don't drink poisonous coconuts, I'm afraid you will die,” Galuh Derama said.

Alma and his companions heard the words of Galuh Derama.

“Through, give me two more coconuts. These kids paid it!” said the grandfather.

“Good,” replied Galuh Derama. Then he told Alma and his colleagues, “This, the sheep are ready!”

Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara, Garam Sakti, and Ayu Speakara did not directly take one of the six coconuts that had been preserved on a board table. It is precisely Alma who first moved to take one coconut. Then his friends took, but no one immediately drank the water.

Alma sat down next to Grandpa. Without hesitation, Alma looked up and poured the poisoned coconut water into his mouth.

Magar Kepang and others can only flinched to see the beauty of the neck of Alma Fatara when downing coconut water. They flinched in fear that Alma would be poisoned.

“Akh!” alma's strangulation suddenly snapped while holding her neck, which also made the water that had entered her mouth so that it was spilled again into her neck.

“Alma!” the people were shocked to panic.

“Hahahak ..!” alma's loud laughter laughed at the reaction of Magar Kepang and his colleagues.

“Mating company!” maki Magar Kepang, pissed.

“Basic Alma jerky!” the Maki Debur Angkara.

“Amal lakuu!” maki Ayu Speak.

While Garam Sakti just shake their heads like an old man.

“Hahahak! Uhhuk uhhuk!” alma's laughter prolonged and then coughed.

“Emmm, feel!” debur Angkara.

“Sin you prank old man!” rutuk Magar Kepang.

“Hahahak!” Alma just kept laughing at the mockery of her comrades, to the point that her tears came out. He continued drinking his water.

Seeing that Alma was fine, they drank their respective water. Magar Kepang brought one coconut for Color Mekararum.

“Called coconuts are poisonous because they are poisonous, but the poison will not be felt. The poison will only be felt if you have entered the Green Swamp, but the poison will be the antidote from the poison in the Green Swamp,”, said the grandfather while receiving two coconuts at once.

“What is Green Swamp, Cake? Will we pass through the place while heading to Mount Reason?” ask Alma seriously.

“True. The Green Swamp is an area whose raw soil secretes toxic air. For this reason, Galuh Derama sells poison coconuts as an antidote for those heading north. Galuh will not sell poisonous coconuts to people who are not heading north, because the poison will remain poison if it does not ward off anything,” explained the grandfather.

“Whose grandfather's name?” ask Alma.

“Hehehe! My name is Kirak Sebaya, son. Your name is Amal?” my grandfather replied and asked back.

“Hahaha! Alma, Cake. Alma Fatara's. He's the one who likes to call me Amal!” alma answered and pointed to Ayu Speakara.

The girl appointed only glanced at Alma without a smile as Magar Kepang, Debur Angkara and Garam Sakti laughed along.

“Aunt Galuh, why is there no coconut tree?” ask Alma.

“If there is a coconut tree, what do I sell coconut fruit for?” galuh Derama Ketus.

“Eh, yes too,” said Alma while mangosteen. (BH)