Crown Prince Sanggana
Salty Ape 20: Latah Youth Meong
*Pursuit of Queen Wilasin (Asin Monkey)*
With a face that flinched, showing fear or discomfort, Niring Kuwikuwi walked quickly to Aji Mupung who was waiting for him on the terrace.
“Do you know anything about the dead woman across the street?” asked Aji Mupung upon arrival Niring Kuwikuwi in front of him.
“It ... it was a contract killer swordsman, who was killed by my inn customer,” answered Niring Kuwikuwi hesitantly and softly.
From inside the inn appeared a beautiful figure of Goddess Ara full of charisma.
The views of Aji Mupung and Niring Kuwikuwi and the employees of the inn immediately looked at the figure who when morning, they could clearly see the beauty of the empress.
They were all amazed, especially Aji Mupung who just gave the first glance. Especially this morning Dewi Ara appeared as a fresh red apple in the refrigerator.
Dewi Ara is escorted by Setya Gogol and Pyar Lanterns.
“Tell your lord, just clean the body and the grave,” Dewi Ara told Aji Mupung.
Got an invitation to speak by a woman who is more beautiful than an angel who bathes in the irrigation of the rice field, agitated heart of Aji Mupung. His blood instantly flowed violently which made him tremble subtly.
“I-i-iya, Nisanak,” replied Aji Mupung who turned stuttering. His prowess in front of Niring Kuwikuwi was suddenly amby.
Pyar lanterns then throw a small bag filled with chips to Aji Mupung. Aji Mumpung caught the pacifier with two hands, like an unlearned man.
“Urus well the corpse, because there are other hitmen,” said Dewi Ara.
Surprised Aji Mupung and Niring Kuwikuwi heard the news. Aji Mupung turned panicked. He hurriedly left the terrace and ran to Demang Bajang.
“Gusti Demang! Gusti Demang!” aji Mupung shouted in panic since the distance was still far away.
The panic mode call shocked Demang Bajang and Elbow Geprek.
While Dewi Ara again sat on the terrace to sip warm tea while enjoying the cool morning weather. A new table had been prepared by the inn employee, complete with a set of drinking supplies, but not paid in cash. Available snacks are warm red bean porridge flavored with thick ginger, but not as spicy as red ginger mixed milk.
Pyar lanterns serve his lord. While Setya Gogol just sits quietly like a sweetening statue of the scenery, but specifically for women like Niring Kuwikuwi.
“What's up?” asked Demang Bajang with a slick look, making him more sad with his fat mustache.
“Here is the hit man the dead woman's friend!” answer Aji Mupung.
Surprised again Demang Bajang and Elbow Geprek, including all residents who were crowded in the place.
“Where?” ask Demang Bajang while looking around, looking for people who might be on top of his head there is the inscription “I'm a hit man.”
“Pa-pa-definitely among these citizens,” replied Aji Mupung.
So Demang Bajang and his two guards looked carefully at the faces of the people who gathered around. Up to fifteen counts of gecko sounds rang out, the three found no suspicious faces or figures as hitmen. No one holds a check or receipt.
“It looks like nothing,” says Elbow Geprek slowly.
Suddenly Demang Bajang yelled at the existing citizens.
“Who of you hit men!”
“Not Abel! Oath by knee, not Abel, meow, meow aw!” the cry of a young man pitched chatter among the citizens standing in a crowd.
Hearing someone's talk, Demang Bajang and his two guards focused on looking at the crowd. They could not see the short-haired young man who had just spoken out, because he was sheltering behind other residents.
“Who was talking just now?!” tanya Sikut Geprek snapped at the people who gathered like a sprig of rambutan fruit.
Some residents who crowded it suddenly shifted away while pointing to the young man who was looking like a hiding thief. Because he was already open as wide as a split durian, the young man dressed in gray only gave a wide grin, revealing his white teeth that lined up neatly like a star advertising the odol.
“Hei!” call a woman from the back side while slapping the right shoulder of the young man.
“Ganteng bells are hilly! Abel ganteng sebukit, meow meow aw!” the young man's chattering that ended up mimicking the sound of a cat and then in style clawed the air with a gurgle.
“Hahaha ..!”
Just this time Demang Bajang and his citizens laughed out loud watching the youth who was suspected of being the hitman.
“Hihihik!” tikam Ginting laughs too, the woman who kicked the young man from behind.
Behind Tikam Ginting was Queen Wilasin and Arda Handara who also laughed back and forth to see the reaction of the young man.
Tikam Ginting passed by ignoring the young man and said to Demang Bajang, “Demang, over there is one more corpse. The one there is the dead body of the Kingdom of Baturaharja.”
“Hah! Telik kode Kingdom Baturaharja?” demang Bajang was surprised.
“How is it, Gusti?” ask Aji Mupung.
“I don't want to deal with the royal guy. We can be blamed,” said Demang Bajang half whispered, but still heard by Tikam Ginting.
“My master sitting on the terrace of the inn will pay you. All deaths are the responsibility of my employer,” said Tikam Ginting.
“Gusti, his employer gave him a bag of money to take care of this corpse. The master is very beautiful like a boiled egg,” whispered Aji Mupung.
Shown with good goods, Demang Bajang also threw his gaze towards the terrace of the inn. Viewed from far away, Dewi Ara already looks beautiful, especially when viewed up close.
“Even if the beauty is exorbitant, but if we can be dismembered like a corpse, who is not afraid,” said Demang Bajang.
“Rack!” call Arda Handara while stabbing the buttocks of the young man with the handle of his catapult.
“Ganteng bells are hilly! Abel ganteng sebukit, meow meow aw!” peek latah the young man then styled like a cat asking for marriage.
“Hahahak ..!” tawa Arda Handara and some residents.
“Hihihik ..!” the laughter of Queen Wilasin screeching heartwarming.
“Are you the hit man of Cempaka's dead friend?” tanya Tikam Ginting who turned to the young man latah.
“Abel initially did not want to show off as a hitman,” said the young man pitched with a swing and with a hand gesture that somewhat waved a gemulai. “But, since it's been discovered, Abel wants to say what. Abel is indeed a hitman friend of Brother Cempaka. It's sad to see friends fate like that.”
“Hahahak!” arda Handara's amused laughter saw the body gesture of the young man when talking.
Suddenly Tikam Ginting jumped casually lunging at the young man. He wanted to prove that the young man was really a swordsman.
Dak dak!
With a resplendent but fast movement, the young man deflected the lunge of Tikam Ginting and decided to jump back quite far, as far as three times the grasshopper jump.
Tikam Ginting then flashed away and landed two spears in front of the young man. (BH)