Blind Devil
Chapter 87: Dancers In Coblong Village

Plaque!

The tiny hand of Suketi slapped the cheek of Buto Ijo after hearing the designation Kera.

“Are you not a monkey? Tanya Buto Ijo's.

“Already....already! If you keep slapping me, then I will return you to the demon Kawi,” cried Buto Ijo.

Suketi instantly silently heard the words of Buto Ijo.

Everyone was silent when Aria started talking.

“We will watch you from a distance, before we leave for Semeru,” Aria said.

“One more time I thank Mr. Aria, reply Li Ho while paying his respects.

“Third brother! I have something for you,” suddenly Andira said.

“Something? Asked Aria while frowning.

Andira nodded her head with a smile, then the girl stood up and stepped towards the horse carriage, picking up something.

After taking from inside the horse carriage, Andira brought one sword and one scepter.

“Third brother does not deserve to wear a spear! I took your wand from the house of Tumenggung Wirayuda and this is Aunt's sword.

The look on Aria's face looks happy to hear Andira's words, Aria then took her stick which was taken by Tumenggung Wirayuda.

“Thank you fifth sister! This stick is a gift from my grandfather, if it gets lost, I can get damprat,” said Aria.

They then had casual conversations, sometimes interspersed by the quarrel between Buto Ijo and Wangsa.

It does not feel like the day changes in the morning, after sleeping for a while to refresh the body.

Early in the morning Li Ho seemed to be preparing a horse carriage that they would carry.

Andini sometimes glanced towards Aria, who was still sitting.

“Have Brother Andini! Love is something that is sacred, seeing our loved ones happy and continue to pray for it, that is the meaning of true love,” said Li Mei.

“You're right! Andini cried while taking a breath.

“I know, you also like the third brother, but you are ashamed to say it,” Andini replied.

Li Mei smiled from behind her veil hearing Andini's words, then held her hand.

“Sister! Everything I leave to fate, if I match with lord Aria I am happy, but if not! I will continue to pray for Mr. Aria,” reply Li Mei.

Andini nods her head at the wise words of Li Mei, now she realizes that love has a broad meaning, not just liking someone, but making the person we like happy, she said, it is true love.

The train runs slowly, Aria, Buto Ijo and Wangsa, escort the train through the area around the Tumapel area to guard against the attack of Tumapel soldiers.

After passing through the Tumapel area, Aria finally separated, the eyes of Andini, Andira and Li Mei glazed with glass to see Aria Pilong's departure.

In their hearts they hope to meet again and be happy with the young man.

After making sure the Ming merchant group survived out of the Tumapel area, Aria continued the journey to Mount Semeru.

According to Andini, from Tumapel to Mount Semeru can be taken 3 days trip, with horse riding.

A ponytail that was on 2 people rode darted, while beside the horse that was on the race, a large man continued to run beside the horse.

Some hills and small forest forests they have passed, at dusk the horses are ridden by the House to the village that looks crowded, in the village gate looks written, Welcome To Coblong Village.

The horse on the Wangsa ride stopped at the village arch, Wangsa then asked.

“Third sister! Do we stop here or continue our journey? Ask Wangsa.

“We are here first, to unwind and find a restaurant,” replied Aria.

The house nods its head after hearing Aria's words, the horse then slowly steps into Coblong Village.

“Coblong Village is a village that is not too big, but almost most of the population is successful in farming.

When the horse ridden by the House entered the village of Coblong.

Some people stared at the House, Aria and Buto Ijo who were wearing caping.

After asking where the restaurant was, the House directly directed the horse to the middle of the village.

According to the description of the residents asked by Wangsa, there is only one restaurant in the village and the restaurant is located in the Coblong village square.

After arriving at the village square Coblong.

The house looked around, looking for the restaurant he had just asked.

“Looks like it was a restaurant that the person was referring to,” Inner House saw the house is not too big, but some bale-bale that is outside the house, looks almost full.

The horse moved into the house, after anchoring the horse, the House approached, then asked.

“Punten...punten!

A middle-aged man came over, after arriving in front of the House, the man looked at the House from top to bottom, then looked at Aria and Buto Ijo.

“Sorry sir! Juminten is no longer working here,” said the man.

The house frowned hearing the man's answer.

“Loh! Wasn't it the master who called Juminten? Answer the Man.

“I said, punten! Not Juminten,” said Wangsa.

“Oh...sorry kisanak! I misheard,” replied the man.

“But here there is no such thing as punten, children,”

Buto Ijo directly forward, “message grilled chicken 3 and rice, and vegetables if there is,” said Buto Ijo in an impatient tone.

“Sorry sir! I will prepare food for this Kisanak, just find a kisanak friend named Punten,” the man said to the House, then return to the house.

“Hungry stomach, just want to eat fuss, punten lah….Juminten! Make my blood go up,” said Buto Ijo in an annoyed tone.

“That guy's a moron! Punten is the same as greetings in my place if you want to enter people's homes,” reply House.

“Are you in Pasundan? If you speak, use the language they understand,” said Buto Ijo.

“Raden! Let's sit on that bamboo bale, while waiting for a meal,” said Buto Ijo.

Aria nods her head.

The family also did not dispute the invitation of Buto Ijo, because the bamboo bale pointed right under the tree and looks very comfortable for a gathering place.

One torch is tied to a peg and planted in a tree, just light up when night comes.

A large stage with a variety of decorations and pennants, seen in the middle of the village square Coblong.

Shortly after their order came, 3 roasted chicken, and one basket of rice and vegetables seemed to be still smoking, following the hot tea ordered by Buto Ijo.

“Kisaak! What is the event in this village? Asked Wangsa as her eyes looked towards the stage which was in the middle of the square.

“As usual kisanak! When it has been a harvest, Coblong village always holds a thanksgiving by inviting a famous dancer named Nyai Srikantil.

After sunset, the event will start.

“Oh! So apparently,” said Wangsa, then signaled to the waiter to leave, after he got the information.

The three ate voraciously, after finishing eating, Wangsa said.

“Better we are here only,

because soon the show will start.

“What's the difference to me? Ask Aria.

“Make third sister maybe yes, but I have not watched such folk entertainment for a long time,” replied the House.

“But the third sister can hear the music,” continued the words of Wangsa.

Without feeling them talking, the night came, the waiter then lit the torch in front of the restaurant, including the torch on the tree trunk, near the bamboo bale occupied by Aria.

One by one the old and young Coblong villagers began to gather around the stage, waiting for dancers who every year always perform to provide entertainment while praying for the residents of Coblong, so that the harvest next year is abundant.

Village chief Coblong took to the stage to applaud the residents.

After giving a word of greeting and direction, the village chief stepped off the stage, then sat down at the place that had been provided.

After the village chief got off the stage, gamelan musical instruments would accompany the dancer, one by one, up on stage and the last one up on stage was a beautiful girl wearing a kebaya with a dangling shawl on the right and left of her waist.

Slowly the music began to play, the residents seemed enthusiastic to hear the sound of gamelan playing.

The house frowned at the sound of gamelan from the stage, then stared intently at the performers and dancers.

“Who are they? Why is this music they're playing, is there something strange in Coblong village? The lady asked in her heart.

The sound of gamelan music is getting louder and faster, the dancer named Nyai Srikantil after the gamelan music is getting faster starts dancing weakly gurgling following the sound of gamelan.

Aria's heart trembled after hearing the gamelan music getting louder and faster.

Aria's eyes immediately stared at the direction of the stage, although she could not see, but the sound of gamelan strains was very clear.

When the House was still thinking hard and Aria was staring at the stage.

Buto Ijo who was sitting suddenly stood up, his hands began to move motion following the gamelan sound, as well as Suketi who was on the shoulder of Buto Ijo, dancing together.

Aria frowned hearing the movements of Buto Ijo and Suketi, when Aria was about to ask, the voice of the House sounded.

Hm!

“I thought it would be like this,” said Wangsa.

Hearing the words of the House, Aria then asked.

“What happened? Ask Aria.

“Looks like the gamelan players and the dancer is not just anyone,” replied the House, while continuing to look at Buto Ijo and Suketi who are engrossed in dancing, as they continued to dance, regardless of the residents who some began to stare towards the two.

Buto Ijo and Suketi ignored the astonished gazes of the residents, both of whom continued to dance while moving towards the stage.

“What's really going on? Ask Aria.

The house snorted, then answered Aria's question.

“They are playing named music, “Gamelan of spirit captors.”