Blind Devil

Blind Devil
Chapter 16: The Paddle of Wisanggeni


The girl who was upset kept running.


Sweat pours from all over her body, as it carries Aria.


Before nightfall, the girl arrived at the Wisanggeni store.


Brak!


Aria was slammed into a bale-bale made of bamboo, behind the Wisanggeni padepokan building.


“Keparat! Already blind, heavy, make bother people,” grumbled the girl while taking a jug filled with water.


A grandfather dressed in black approached the girl who was drinking water from a jug.


“Wulan! How many days have you been away from the store? Ask the grandfather.


Um!


“How many days have you been? Say the girl, as her finger taps at the side of the head.


“Mana...where is my order snake king? Reply to the grandfather while thrusting his hand towards the girl.


“This grandfather wants to ask which one the hell? How many days or King of the serpents? The girl called Wulan in a furious tone asked.


“King of snakes only...where is....where? Reply the Grandpa again thrust his hand.


“It! Wulan exclaimed as she pointed towards Aria.


“What! You do not mess with grandfather,” reply the grandfather who is the head of Wisanggeni, Ki Birawa, saw his grandson even pointed towards a man who was lying face down on a bamboo bale.


“I managed to get the king of snakes if there was no him cake! Wulan.


“I don't understand what you mean, what does the snake king have to do with that young man? Ask Ki Birawa.


Wulan then told the incident, why he failed to get the snake king.


“Then why did you bring that person here? Ask Ki Birawa.


“Let grandfather believe, that I have succeeded if there is no young man,” replied Wulan.


“He's blind cake! whispered Wulan.


“Lantas you led him here? Back Ki Birawa asked after hearing Wulan's words while frowning.


“I'm pissed at him cake! I poisoned him with sleeping poison, then I carried him here,” replied Wulan.


Ki Birawa stared at Aria who was still lying on the bamboo bale.


“You're sure he's blind? Ask Ki Birawa.


“Yakin Cake! It was a stick that helped him walk, still he held,” Wulan replied.


Hm!


“Not it! You sure he got your fucking poison? Ki Birawa asked as he glanced towards Aria.


“What does grandfather mean? Wulan asked back with a confused face.


“You see! Where there are unconscious people, his hands continue to hold the stick,” replied The Grandpa.


The look on Wulan's face changed, hearing Ki Birawa's words, Wulan realized that something from her grandfather's words, Wulan then looked at Aria.


“Hai blind! Are you really unconscious or just pretending? Wulan asked in a huffed tone, in Wulan's right hand was already seen clutching a small knife, ready to attack.


Aria who was lying down heard the words of the two, then got up and sat on the bamboo bale while holding a sandalwood stick.


“Thank you miss! Because it has been hard to bring me out of the forest of death,” said Aria with a smile.


“So...so you tricked me? Wulan asked with a furious face.


As Wulan was about to move towards Aria, her hand was held by Ki Birawa.


“Wait first! Ki Birawa cried while gesturing to Wulan.


“Young people! What do you mean prank my granddaughter? Ki Birawa asked with sharp eyes, while occasionally glancing towards the sandalwood stick that now turned green.


“Basic blind motherfucker!? Wulan said, recalling her suffering carrying the young man.


“Who are you young? I'm sure you're not a random person, there's no way a blind person can roam the forest dead,” Ki Birawa said with a suspicious look.


“I'm right ordinary person Ki, I went into the forest time to die because I was lost, I misheard people's instructions, ” replied Aria.


Hm!


“You could have hooked up young man! But your sandalwood cane cannot trick me,” said Ki Birawa while staring sinisterly at Aria.


“Here is the cake, We better deal with this problem, I'm sorry! Not that I meant to prank grandfather's granddaughter, but grandfather's own granddaughter who had poisoned me,” Aria replied.


Ki Birawa took a deep breath, he knew Aria was not an indiscriminate young man, especially after seeing that the stick held by the young man had a different aura.


“Other times, if you want to poison people, you see first! If the man carries a sandalwood stick like this young man, it is useless, because the poison you spread will be absorbed by the stick,” Ki Birawa said to Wulan.


“We have this business,” Ki Birawa said.


“Young people! if I may, I'd like to buy your wand, how? Ask Ki Birawa.


“Sorry Ki, this stick was given by my grandfather, not sold,” replied Aria.


Ki Birawa sighed hearing Aria's words, then the grandfather started the story.


“The Wisanggeni store is facing a problem, our storehouse is famous for the expertise of using poison, but we are not a black stream, because we process poison to survive and treat people through poison.


“But it has been a few days back, we are always disturbed by the holy Tread padepokan,” said Ki Birawa with a troubled tone.


“What's Ki? Tanya Aria was curious.


“Our proposal was asked for help by a large merchant family, a trader named Mahendra was hit by a toxic blow, when he wanted to trade in Wengker region.


“Our side finally agreed, Wisesa Wulan's father went to Wengker to treat Mahendra, but the poison had already spread, and Mahendra was killed.


“The Mahendra family could not accept Mahendra's death, Mahendra's brother turned out to be Mahesa, the head of the sacred Tread store.


“Mahesa says we're not becus treating and calls our shit from the black stream.


“But there is something odd about this, according to the letter Wisesa sent to me before he was in the cup, Mahendra was exposed to a toxic site from the holy site college.


“But before Wisesa proved, he was caught by Mahesa, since then they gave time to us in this month, to exchange the Wisanggeni stash with the Wisesa they were holding.


“If we do not agree, the holy sites, the flying Spear and the red clothes will take the Wisanggeni and kill us all, on the grounds that we are from the black stream.


“Therefore I told Wulan to search for the king of the red serpents into the forest of dead times, to make Rogo starch poison to kill them if they dare to come to the temple of Wisanggeni, to kill them,” Ki Birawa took a deep breath after the story, like he was about to release a heavy load from his shoulders.


“Impard Wulan cake! Because Wulan could not catch the king of snakes, Wisanggeni in danger,” Wulan chimed in Ki Birawa's story with a sad tone.


“Then what is this sandalwood stick of mine for? Ask Aria.


“Thousand-year-old sandalwood powder, can be used as a mixture of God's speech poison,” replied Ki Birawa.


“Toxic greeting Gods? Said Aria while frowning not understanding.


“The person who is exposed to the poison of god's speech will be honest and cannot hide the secret that is inside that person.


“Mahesa is a crafty person, if I manage to poison God's speech and uncover the truth from his mouth, the red clothes will definitely turn around to help Wisanggeni's paddock.


“If two against two, the wisanggeni stall can survive, but if not! Forced we would fight life or death, to defend ourselves and our faith.


Aria took a breath hearing Ki Birawa's words.


“If only sandalwood powder from my cane, I can give it.” Aria.


Cis!


“Only stick stingy, I buy you a stick better than that,” said Wulan.


Aria after hearing the girl's words, then replied to her.


“You cane the stick you bought, to make poison.”