Crown Prince Sanggana
Pas Buyar 24: Night Streets
*Pay Killer Forces (Buyards)*
Empress Dewi Ara did believe that Arda Handara would be fine in her brother's hands, moreover her brother had no reason to hurt the child. However, the absence of his beloved son nearby or within the range of his magic radar, still made the powerful woman unable to close her eyes in the middle of the night.
Finally Dewi Ara chose to come out of her room which is now free because it has been guaranteed a fee by Syahbandar Santra Buna.
Hearing the door of his master's room open, Tikam Ginting who was standing leaned against the front wall of the room, but fell asleep, so woke up without showing any surprise.
“Goddess, where are you going?” tikam Ginting.
“You sleep inside, no need to take care of me. I can't sleep,” said Dewi Ara.
“I will escort Dewi,” said Tikam Ginting while stepping to follow his lord.
“What do I command?” ask Dewi Ara without turning to Tikam Ginting.
“Good, Gusti,” said Tikam Ginting finally while stopping to step.
Tikam Ginting then turned around and went into the room of Dewi Ara. While Goddess Ara went to the balcony door.
Whuss!
When the two doors opened without touching, the sea breeze immediately burst into waving the hair and clothes of Goddess Ara.
Brak!
When Dewi Ara was already on the third floor balcony, the door closed again without anyone seen closing, giving the impression of horror on the cold night.
Goddess Ara stood looking deep into the darkness of the ocean. The sound of waves crashing on the embankment in the sea there and which hit softly under the floor of the port board, became a loud natural music when the human crowd was not heard.
On some of the large ships anchored, lighted a number of small lights.
“Hahahak!”
The sound of laughter broke Arda Handara in the ears of Dewi Ara. It was as if the ignorant boy was playing amongst the dark black roll of the waves. However, it was just an illusion.
Dewi Ara then decided to air until passing the balcony fence. He then floated down lightly to the front of the main door of the inn which was always open 24 hours.
The two non-sleeping guards could only snort in surprise at the appearance of the figure of the dark red-clothed woman.
“I think the ghost of the ocean,” said one of the guards to his colleague in a whisper, after he recognized who the woman was.
“Husy!” hardik his partner while glaring at his partner. His eyes seemed to say, “Don't look for disease!”
In just a few hours, Dewi Ara became popular among the security of Bandakawen City, including among the security personnel of the businessmen.
The appearance of Dewi Ara in the harbor which was only a short while chasing her son, plus her murder of Group Leader Ronggo Keling, made Dewi Ara instantly became a byword, not the fruit of another limb.
The death of Princess Tompel indeed managed to make Rowo Sejang and the remaining members of Ronggo Keling withdraw from Bandakawen City.
Goddess Ara stepped away leaving in front of the inn. He did not choose to enjoy the darkness of the sea that night, but chose to go downtown.
Downtown streets lined with flat stone slabs looked beautiful that night. On the sides of the road there is an oil lamp post that is locked by a special paper wall, so that the fire does not jog when the sea breeze hits. The lights may sway, but the haram fire dances erotically.
Every now and then the trash flew in strong winds, giving the painting a living art. Understandably, at that time there was no adipura award for the cleanest city. Garbage is still mostly dry leaves, there is no plastic waste or baby diaper waste, let alone elderly diapers.
At night, the view of the city center is more beautiful than the beach and ocean.
“Hahaha!”
“Hihihi!”
However, in one area where the illumination was dim, there was the sound of male and female laughter. The man's laughter sounded naughty, while the woman's laughter was so flirtatious and spoiled.
Not just one man, but four men. Not just one woman, but five women. They gathered under the illumination of an oil lamp in front of a closed shop. They sit in a circle with one man holding and embracing one woman. While one other woman was sitting on the roadside floor, in the middle of a circle. The woman who could not ration the man's embrace, serving to pour wine into bamboo glasses men who continued to laugh, while occasionally kissing the neck of the woman and her hands diligently playing pitchers and slides.
“Aw! Slow down baby, your fingers callused all. Later if blisters, can cry during the night I,” said one of the women whose body became the exploration area of the five-finger expedition.
“Maclum, the hands of true sailors, daily pulling anchors and caressing spiny fish. Hahaha!” said the man whose hands liked to venture into the area of the split valley. He spoke the local language with a strange accent, like a non-fluent person. That is because he is not a native or the surrounding country.
Goddess Ara who heard the lewd dialogues was unmoved. He continued to walk without heeding the group of men with the faces of foreign lands and women, who were indeed the comforters and satisfiers of men who were thirsty for caress and joy.
Goddess Ara passed by just like that which was not too far from the position of the lovers of dark romance.
Even though the men were drunk, they still had as much as 90 percent consciousness.
“Hei hey hey!” said the big man with blond hair and big noses again. “See it!”
The man who was also both of his eyebrows was yellow, pointing towards the Goddess Ara who had barely passed.
The three friends of the man quickly looked towards the figure of Goddess Ara who accompanied their position.
“David, that woman is so beautiful!” screeched a thin man with a sharp nose like the beak of a parrot. However, she spoke a foreign language that was not understood by the women of the night and Goddess Ara herself.
“Wellam, if you dare to pull him here, I will give you a bag of silver kepengs that I have,” challenge the big blonde man who was called David.
“Oh, no problem. Hahaha!” said Wellam and laughed.
Wellam then encouraged the woman in his arms to get up from his lap. The man immediately stood up. Then it appeared that he was so tall for the size of the people of Tanah Jawi.
“Hei, Nisanak!” wellam shouted loudly enough to call out to Goddess Ara. The accent really sounded strange in the ears of Goddess Ara, even impressed funny.
The call made Goddess Ara stop stepping. He looked at Wellam who was staggering towards him. The foreign men were drunk. It was seen that the thick, dirty-clothed man was carrying a sword on his left waist.
“Hei, Cantiiik!” greet Wellam while his long hands trying to reach the shoulder of Dewi Ara.
Nah!
“Aaakk!” wellam's long scream when one finger of his hand was flicked by Dewi Ara. The scream did not use any foreign language, because Goddess Ara understood that the person was in pain.
Wellam's agonizing screams left his three colleagues and the women that night shocked.
Buk up!
“Akk!” erang Wellam again as his tall body sat on the street floor, after a force without form pushed him.
“She's a dangerous woman!” david was angry, in his mother tongue. He drew the sword first followed by his two comrades.
It was clear that the men were big. Everything is huge. Even their swords are drawn classified as large swords, in contrast to the model of the sword made by the masters of Jawi Land.
The set!
Suddenly a flick of thin yellow light curled past in the blink of an eye. Amazingly, Dewi Ara did not see the beginning of the appearance of the rays that attacked David and his two colleagues.
Duk duk duk!
The next shock, three haired head seeds fell onto the street floor, one even rolling a few feet. The fall of the three heads occurred when the three bodies were still standing, although not long later fell.
“Aaak ..!” the loud screams of the five women the night after being convinced that all they saw fell were the three heads of the man they had just served his hands and lips. Moreover they saw blood coming out of the neck piece like a fountain.
The women immediately ran around staggering away from the place.
“Haaa ..!” wellam's hysterical screams at the sight of his three comrades had already become a corpse separated his head from his neck.
Wellam staggered, even once he fell down. Then got up again and ran towards the harbor.
Meanwhile, Goddess Ara turned her gaze towards the end of the road ahead there.
Under the pillar of the oil lantern, there was a long-haired man unraveling standing. The shape of his body muscles that do not dress shows that the white-clothed person is a man, although his hair is straight like a woman's hair that occasionally flutters in the sea breeze.
Goddess Ara could sense that the man who was not too clearly visible was carrying a murderous aura. His eyes on Goddess Ara were so sharp, though not as sharp as netizen comments. (BH)