BLOODLETTING
I remember everything

The power of the mountain is soaring, with the valley of the gaping valley showing its tone. Tree trees join hands in the shady forest. Jajang endured the pain, the tribe who had lived and returned without his knowledge, the debris of destruction in his memory increasingly made him suffer from a sense of tightness in his chest.

"Sani. "weak voice of Jajang sounding soft in the arms of the wife, Sani looked at Jajang's eyes that had been opened.

"It's okay they're gone!" sani replied with a subtle tone that continued to stroke the top of her husband's head.

"I remember everything." Jajang said in a weak tone, Sani was surprised not to play if it was a sign that Jajang would leave him, thought Sani.

"Yes, then what?" Sani tried to subdue his gaze into the brown eyes of Rama who looked very sad.

"I don't know, now I've got a peaceful life, but you have to know who I really am" Jajang wanted to smile but couldn't because his lips were tired with bitter taste.

"Yes, a little more we arrived, only about 2 KM away," Sani rubbed Jajang's forehead full of sweat. Jajang nodded and hugged his wife, Sani was quite surprised by the simultaneous incident.

About more than an hour they are still in a hugging position until Sani's feet feel tingling, Sani stared at the shady face of Jajang who is still silent and reluctant to move clear Jajang is thinking about his life should how.

"Darling are you confused?" Sani dared herself to ask softly.

Jajang nodded in no way, his soul trembled desperately wanting to avenge but he also had to be with his new wife and family, Jajang felt very chaotic in the current conditions.

"I will follow you wherever you go and will always be with you until the end of my life." Jajang was flabbergasted to hear his wife's words he strengthened his resolve after getting an appeal from the wife.

That afternoon Jajang and Sani finally reached the village, without thinking Jajang directly facing Pak Sukri.

"Why are you guys so fast back?" ask Mr. Sukri astonished, because usually people who are newly married tend to want to spend time together.

"I have something I want to talk to you about sir!" Jajang was carried away as he said in his memory.

Pak Sukri raised his eyebrows feeling strange with the words spoken by jajang, before he spoke like a child who was learning to talk and often he was like difficult to pronounce from his heart. But unlike what he heard at this time, Jajang spoke like an adult full of authority.

"What do you want to say, son? Mari! Come!" Mr. Sukri invited Jajang to enter the hut or house he now lives in.

"Let's sit!" Mr. Sukri invited Jajang to sit on the floor with a bamboo webbing in the title.

"Please, what you want to say son, I'll listen well." Mr. Sukri showed wrinkles on his cheeks through his now raised smile.

"Sir I have remembered myself, It feels inappropriate if I do not introduce myself first, my status does not change what is in front of you sir I am still your son the husband of your daughter." Jajang began to explain slowly the various chronologies and origins of himself so that he could be stranded in the dense forest called the Sancang Forest.

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After explaining who he was and being heard by Sani, they were shocked and almost in disbelief. Not because of Jajang's identity but Jajang's goals are aligned with their goals.

"Fish.. Maybe if I hadn't married your daughter I would have continued my determination, but now I have a family and carry a considerable burden. I feel uneasy about what is now a burden on this mind, I want to get enlightenment from you sir." Jajang or Prince Hidayat breathed his coarse breath and slightly lowered his gaze feeling very upset when the language of the trend.

"I didn't ask you that, son, I asked you what your plan is to destroy the invaders!" mr. Sukri's face was flushed with clenched hands.

"But sir, what about my wife?" Jajang seems increasingly anxious about the safety of the wife.

"Don't worry about it son, we live only once and we live for the future if let the invaders will certainly be more wives who lost their husbands, husbands who lost their wives, he said, children who have lost their parents and parents who have lost their children in the future. Of course it's an uncountable number, think of it, son!, I as a parent strongly agree that your struggle is rekindled, there's no need to worry about this temporary world!" Mr. Sukri gives a burning spirit to the charcoal that is still warm, making the soul struggle in his soul will blaze.

"My wife what do you think?" of course Jajang will not make his own decision, he again asked the wife.

Sani nodded his head and raised his face to look at Jajang's shady face, "i will always be with you my husband, let's fight for our grandchildren in the future!" Sani again gave the spirit of struggle to Jajang.

Jajangpun finally nodded increasingly to his belief, Mr. Sukri who had been on holiday for a long time waiting for a young woman who was ready to build the pole of independence now sat in front of him. Mr. sukripun is getting excited about it. Jajang grabbed Sani's hand and gently stroked her full of affection.

'How lucky I am to have you my wife!' said the little heart of jajang who now loves his wife very much.

"Let's discuss what we're going to do!" Mr. Sukri

He got up from his seat to get out of the hut.

"Sorry sir, it feels that at this time can I just go back first?, I had seen Tamjid on the way, I was afraid if he found our small inn." Jajang gave an excuse to Mr. Sukri, Mr. Sukri was silent for a moment and finally he realized that Sani and Jajang were newly married and of course if they also really wanted to spend time together.

"I'm sorry, son!, I'm less alert about it. Well, come back first and after feeling ready to come back here before finally our village is destroyed then we must first destroy them." Pak Sukri wants Jajang and Sani.

"Okay sir, I said goodbye." now Jajang and Sanilah are up and saying goodbye, their hands join together out of the hut and back to the place where they will spend their time.

Throughout the journey, there were no words spoken from Jajang and Sani, they were silent in their feelings. Sometimes Jajang often steal a glance at the mani who is stepping from one branch to another branch to go to the tree house, a sense of haru, proud, proud, lucky and of course happy to be felt by Jajang.

Arriving at the tree house there is no sign of anyone's existence and is said to be very safe it is a sign that their place is not yet known who. Jajang jumped to the door of the house followed by Sani. The tired face of Sani is very visible in Jajang's eyes. After remembering everything, Jajangpun now exists with a more mature condition.

"Tired?" jajang asked seeing Sani's sweat pouring, Sani refused to answer he just shook his head to lie. Jajang chuckles at his wife's very visible lies.

"Alright, although not tired though but my dear this must still rest, wait here let me cook something for us." Jajang is now able to say very well even make the feather kunduk sani alone able to stand.

Jajang then came down from where he stood, undressed and took the fish in the river, he burned the fish until it finally matured and saw Sani who was still faithful to hold it in front of the door of the room with his legs dangling in turns.

Seriate...