ADILAGES
BARONG 2'S
Two days later…
Johnny was sitting on a dining table chair at his home in Nusa Dua, Bali. That morning, just before leaving for the office, did not forget he opened the pages of the newspaper while sipping warm coffee.
Suddenly, his coffee spilled and his cup fell, breaking on the table. Johnny's eyes widened, staring at the page of the newspaper he was holding as if he was looking at a ghost.
The trigger is obviously two articles complete with his photos on this same page.
THE CAR GOES INTO THE RIVER
1 Killed, Victims Allegedly Suicide
Denpasar, May 14, 20xx
Suspected of severe stress, a man named Harun Tirtakusuma, a private company employee in Denpasar downed cyanide…
Here, and one more news.
BIG FIRE
The Wardhana Enterprises Owned Factory
Denpasar, May 14, 20xx
Allegedly due to an electric short circuit, a Wardhana Enterprises packaged food factory complex caught fire last night. There were no fatalities, losses were expected to reach…
Johnny's fist kicked down the dining table made of teak wood. His entire body trembled violently, his teeth were grinding and his tears were bursting, unstoppable.
I'm taking the wrong step! Johnny's in my heart. I'm sorry, Aaron.I shouldn't have let you move alone! I can't believe that the SS Corporation is capable of this kind of terror! Her tears were dripping right above the photo of Aaron's face on this sad news.
It's all my fault!
Not yet quenched the vibrations in Johnny's body, his wife, Wenny Karina Wardhana, a beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair who was still wearing sports clothes entered the dining room in great haste.
“Papa!” exclaims Wenny. “There's a madman doodling the wall of our front gate with big writing! Mama scared!”
Inflicted by two calamities at once, Johnny will just open his mouth to reprimand the wife who fussed “little”. However, a bad feeling came back to him. Johnny stopped talking and immediately rushed with Wenny to the place in question.
Sure enough, it appears that part of the front gate of Johnny's house is very spacious filled with large graffiti-red blood. It was the inscription “YOU ARE NEXT” as well as the skull and two crossed bones.
Johnny was glued to the spot and bowed.
“Papa, how serious is it? This ‘kan is just a prankster?!” reprimand Wenny while touching her husband's shoulder.
“The doodles had something to do with this,” responded Johnny while thrusting the newspaper sheet he had just read to the former actress and model.
When reading it, Wenny's deathly pale face was definitely not acting, nor was it contrived. “J-so, our family is being... threatened?”
Johnny nodded, then conveyed a quick decision. “Wenny, pick up the kids from school now! Prepare your passports, you guys go to Hong Kong!”
“Papa itself how?”
“I have to stay in Indonesia to overcome this, save our employees and our company! The situation is much more serious than expected!”
“Don't... There are bad guys who want to make a mess and make a profit from it!?”
“True, and very strong anyway,” replied Johnny while gently stroking his wife's hair. “These extreme acts of terror must be stopped in an extreme way. And I know where I can get help for that, next to the Police, of course.”
\==oOo==
That day Johnny acted. He himself even controls his car, but not to the office.
Obviously, Johnny was about to ask the help of the magic hermit, I Ketut Suprana. Even if the old man refused to intervene, at least Johnny could learn the ultimate skill of Kanuragan Science.
Arriving at Besakih Temple, Johnny immediately met the caretaker aka the temple head. In addition to asking permission, as usual he asked if Bli Suprana was in place.
“Ah, there happened to be a message for Bli Wardhana, from Bli Suprana. He was meditating at Tanah Lot Temple. Bli can meet him at any time there,” replied the caretaker, a man in his sixty years who wore a typical Balinese dress, hat and sarong.
It was past noon when Johnny arrived at Tanah Lot Beach. It looks like many tourists are gathering there, waiting for the sunset that will make the view of the two temples on the cliff and the middle of the beach looks very beautiful.
Actually, to meditate and pray in this temple, one can choose to climb the stone stairs to a series of buildings interspersed with dense trees. Or, whether permitted or not, to an even more sacred place in the rock cave below the temple, whose entrance is marked by two large umbrellas.
However, hermit warriors like I Ketut Suprana are prohibited from meditating in the temple. Once he found out about this, Johnny walked down the beach, looking for his teacher.
In a quiet place and sheltered by shady trees not far from the temple, then Johnny recognized the figure of a man with hair, eyebrows and mustache all white, very sturdy and bare chest.
Johnny approached the teacher. But he did not dare to be insolent and call directly, disturbing his meditation. Moments later, Bli Suprana who seems to have realized Johnny's presence opened her eyes and spoke, “There is something that really disturbs your mind, Johnny. And you're in a hurry here to learn the ultimate style.”
“Ya,” replied Johnny. “I have no intention of hiding that from guru.”
“But the thing is, you're not ready to take it. Even if you are ready, your soul is not at peace. If you force yourself with such conditions, I'm afraid that the moves will even damage you, even kill you.”
“Unfortunately, without it my life is also at the tip of the horn.”
“Oh yes? How can?”
Johnny explained everything. It's about the SS Corporation spreading terror and threats to his family and Wardhana Enterprises, as Johnny tries to stop the unhealthy SS business practices.
“Ah, your situation is very serious, my student,” Suprana said. “But sorry, I still can't teach you the ultimate style. Your inner energy is still not reaching the required level. You still have to practice in a few months, considering you're very talented.”
Johnny's not discouraged. “Is there no other way to master the ultimate immediately, guru?”
Suprana sighed. “Actually there. But you must ‘borrow’ the power of Barong, the Sacred Lion of the Gods by becoming his heir through this.” He pointed to the medallion necklace hanging between the border of his chest and his heart.
Johnny recognized the necklace with a picture of Barong's face that looked like a large lion doll in Barong Dance. But the man's face looked very confused. “A-what does teacher mean?”
“Barong, the strongest deity in the archipelago still exists. His spirit inhabits this necklace, and he powers only the true heir to whom he is a match. For now, I am the heir of Barong's choice.”
Johnny frowned. All of this is hard to believe by entrepreneurs who have never tracked this magical realm. But he can absorb the implied meaning of the words of his teacher was – for now, Barong has not intended to appoint a new heir. But that's okay, Johnny may be going to take “jalur mundane”, calm the soul and follow Suprana until the ultimate style is mastered.
When Johnny was about to ask Suprana for help to intervene personally, suddenly a woman's voice echoed, “Wah, well, it's not in vain I followed Johnny all day. Once pat got two flies, apparently Suprana is hiding here!”
Johnny and Suprana turned and recognized the speaker. “Shinta Devi!” exclaim Johnny.
Welcomed with such displeased tone, Devi instead pressed her index finger in front of her lips in style. “Well dear gentlemen, since Suprana has declared the necklace to be Barong's legacy, leave it to me without much fuss. Maybe I'll let you die with your body intact!”
“Nak only!” His young blood bubbled up, Johnny instantly smashed towards the enemy. Suddenly the teacher's hand held him. “Wait!”
Johnny swerved in disbelief towards Suprana. Was this Barong heiress intent on surrendering or defecting to the enemy? “Do not be rash first. View.” Suprana pointed in one direction. Johnny's eyes immediately turned in the direction he was pointing.
Human figures, all women, stood in line. Johnny glanced around, knowing that the figures had surrounded the two of them since. All the women were wearing tight red-black stripes, almost like Devi's clothes. They were wearing red masks. The masks looked like the faces of a three-eyed magic grandmother, with rows of pointed teeth sticking out, horrifying.
Suprana exclaimed stifled, “Gosh, are they this... leak!?”
Johnny also nodded. To his knowledge, the figure of leak who has entered the world of death in Balinese mythology is far more terrible than them, which must still be in an earthly form as humans.
“Yes, here's my squad. Each of them has the power of a leak, the Flame-head Demon in this mystical world of the Island of Gods,” Devi replied.
“Your squad, you say?” Suprana. “Don't you this.. queen of the leak?”
“That's right,” Shinta Devi said while clapping. “I am the heir of Rangda, the Queen of Purple Fire. My deepest wish is to avenge him on Barong, his nemesis.”
“Oh, worth it. But I guess your action is not just for revenge, ‘kan?” respond Johnny full of probing.
“Yes. The SS Corporation generously lent me troops to be possessed by leaks. Now, my job in Bali is to eradicate the heroes of the legend, starting from KAU, Barong!”
“Hmph, poor conscience bully base!” hardik Johnny's. “Come teachers, we exterminate them with true strength!”
Without further ado Johnny and Suprana stormed towards the leader, Shinta Devi. Their tactics are clearly legible. So the Rangda heiress is tickling with agility, accompanied by her exclamation, “Leak forces, assault!”
A two-on-twenty-one fight broke out. If the Leak Army were all ordinary warriors, the combined strength of these two mighty men, teachers and disciples would be enough to knock it all down in a matter of minutes.
In fact, five minutes have passed, Johnny and Suprana just knocked down five “women leak” only. The rest strafe the two opponents with bursts of fire from the soles of their hands, forcing them apart from each other.
The long and close distance rattles made Johnny and Suprana squint. Each shot and shot of the leak is quite accurate. Even if they didn't hit the target, none of the shots hit their own friends.
Two streaks of fire hit and grazed Johnny's body, his back as if pierced by a hot dagger. The balance of the great man faltered for a moment, his position vulnerable, unable to survive.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, two swordsmen leak made Johnny the moons paddle claws and kicks. Johnny's hand-footed movement became irregular, only able to fend off and survive accordingly.
Slowly but surely, Johnny began to weaken.
In desperation, Johnny looked at his teacher. The condition of Suprana is even worse. Perhaps because of old age, the suprana movement to endure, let alone counter was slower than his students, let alone than his opponents. Scars of wounds colored the body of the bare-chested hermit, all leading to a medallion necklace still hanging from his neck.
It is impossible to store energy. Devi and the leak cannot be allowed to seize the heirloom without the strongest resistance. It was that thought that prompted Suprana to cry out loudly, “Johnny! Watch my every move, learn how you can!”
Johnny desperately tries to approach his teacher under the onslaught of a superior enemy number. His heart was pounding hard, it seemed that this teacher's “ajan” would be his last, and for anyone else.
“All, attack Suprana!” devi orders with a panicked face. The pressure on Johnny subsided instantly, but injuries and a premonition prevented the young man from approaching.
“Pinjami me your strength once again, BARONG, O Holy Lion of the Gods!” With one deafening roar, I Ketut Suprana Flicked her prana. The besiegers who were too close to him bounced off in all directions like splashes of battered water. Even Devi was slumped back five steps. It takes a lot of energy for women nicknamed “Queen Leak” it still stands.
From within the golden-coloured radiance, it appeared that Suprana's human form was enlarged, curled up like a four-legged animal. Not only that, his short hair became very long, even expanding to cover the ears up to the back.
A mask appears and is attached to the face of the giant demon lion hairy all golden white. From the eyes of the round and yellow-flaming mask, the long huge fangs that were sticking out of the mouth and made up of blood-red faces, the whole world instantly recognized him as…