
The view from the top of Bu Tong-san mountain is second to none. It is spring, the sun
the afternoon shone brightly. The breeze blew, soothing the hearts of anyone who was on this mountain. But the cool breeze was unable to penetrate into the chest of thousands of Bu Tong-pay (Silat Bu Tong Party) disciples at this time. Their great teacher, Bu Tong's college founder and the party's chairman, Thio Sam Hong, has just passed away.
He was one of the greatest figures of his time. Even the greatness of his name not only shook the world of Kang Ouw (the martial world), but also able to penetrate the hearts of ordinary people and commoners.
Thio Sam Hong was indeed a highly respected person. The straight-flow swordsmen greatly admired him. The cult figure was also amazed and daunted to hear his name. Thio Sam Hong is the creator of the great sciences. One of his inventions is Thay Kek Kun (Tai Chi Chuan). This terrible science shook the martial world, and rarely could be found his opponent.
He was also a Taoist priest, whose depth of religious knowledge and philosophy was rarely matched. Many people who, when they hear his name alone, will submit and feel subdued. In addition, he also has a very long life, reaching more than 170 years. It is said that the news, because the silat science is so great that it affects his age and health.
Sitting down the vast meadow, Tan Hoat recalled his childhood. He was the son of a farmer. His family is not the original people of the village, but is overseas from other areas. Hearing the village's famous name, his father decided to bring his family there and began to work there.
It was there that 10-year-old Tan Hoat met Cio Kim. Those who are still in their lifetime are immediately familiar. After that they became close friends. Cio Kim's father was the village chief.
The upheaval of the war expulsion of the Goans, made Cio Kim's father, named Cio Hong Lim join the resistance army. With his talent and intelligence, Cio Hong Lim even has a high rank in the army, even though he cannot silat.
Cio Hong Lim has a very intelligent brain, so he was appointed a strategist. He even became one of the important figures in the successful expulsion. Unlike most people, he resigned his post after the struggle was over. He chose farming, building the old peasant society
it was abandoned in that time of struggle. His efforts then succeeded. The village is growing again. Since then, Cio Hong Lim has become a wealthy man. The wealth he earns honestly, through hard work.
At the age of 15, Tan Hoat lost both his parents. Tan Hoat's mother died of illness. A few months later, Tan Hoat's father also died. The departure of Tan Leng, Tan Hoat's father, may be due to a deep sense of love and sadness because of the death of his wife. Tan Hoat, who had been orphaned, was raised by the Cio family for almost a year. By Cio Hong Lim, Tan Hoat was sent to Bu's college
Tong-pay. Cio Hong Lim's position used to be when he became a strategist, making him close and amazed with the warriors of Bu Tong. Cio Hong Lim himself, although not fond of silat, has a broad view. He saw that Tan Hoat had a talent for learning silat, so he sent the boy to Bu Tong.
Cio Hong Lim did not impose his anti-silat views on Tan Hoat. Even to his only child, Cio Kim. But Cio Kim does not have the talent of silat. Cio Kim has an interest in literature. Cio Hong Lim sent him to study in the capital, until he got the title of Siucai (Literature).
Tan Hoat is 32 years old. He's not married yet. At that time, the age was considered too late to get married. Tan Hoat himself doesn't care. Although there is no marriage ban for members of the 3rd generation Bu Tong, Tan Hoat himself does prefer to be a bachelor. According to him, it even makes it more free and unattached.
Despite being Bu Tong-pay's student, Tan Hoat still visited the village several times. The first, when he accompanied one of his teachers to do a need. The second, as he became a 3rd class disciple and went down the mountain for the first time. That was 7 or 8 years ago.
The village has not changed much either. Although this was a prosperous village, its inhabitants did not immediately change their lifestyle like wealthy merchants. There are some like that. But the nature of most of the population is simple, making the village remains beautiful, although recognized as one of the villages
the most prosperous in Tionggoan.
After crossing the meadow, now Tan Hoat down the path to his village. Earlier in the meadow, his village had been seen from a distance. Now closer, the sense of haru in Tan Hoat's heart is getting stronger.
Once at the village gate, he was greeted by some residents who were working on rice fields. As a ‘bekas’ villager, let alone a student of Bu Tong's college, he was well known in the village.
After saying his greetings and asking the news of the people who had greeted him, he asked
cio family news. The faces of those people immediately changed. Their word, “Tan-tayhiap (Big Swordsman Tan)
haven't heard? Well, then, Tayhiap will be there soon.”
“What's wrong?” tanya Tan Hoat was curious.
“Better Tayhiap get there first. There will be someone telling you there..” replied one of the villagers with a worried face.
Curious, Tan Hoat immediately use ginkang (science to lighten the body). His instincts as
one of the warriors said that something was not right. He ran. Maybe even floating. Because his feet only stomped on the ground occasionally. The villagers only saw the shadow. But they don't
know what the shadow really is.
A turn again, Tan Hoat arrived in front of the Cio family home. As soon as he turned, he was shocked to death. The place that was once the Cio family home, was already empty of leaping. There is no more house in that place. Change the bark of dry wood burned.
A resident who happened to pass by there, knew Tan Hoat.
“Ah, Tan-tayhiap new come apparently.”
“A...What happened? Is there a fire?” tanya Tan Hoat stammered.
“Not a fire, Tayhiap... Not a fire...,” replied the man.
“Then what?” ask Tan Hoat again curious.
“Big disaster... Cio-wangwe House (Cio Merchant) robbed people!!” the man replied also stammeringly.
“Who would dare?”
In his anger, Tan Hoat exerted his profound energy while stomping his feet. The person in front of him felt like a massive earthquake was going on.
“Ti.. don't know.., Tayhiap..., it happened so fast,” replied the person was now frightened.
“Then where is the Cio family now?” ask Tan Hoat again. The gap has not diminished.
“Su..su... already...,” he stammered.
“What's it?” Tan Hoat had already advanced towards that person. The man was frightened, he unintentionally retreated slowly.
“Su..already...,” he was scared.
Realizing that the person before him was terrified, Tan Hoat began to refine his language. “Answers,
Lopek (call to an old man). Don't be afraid. Sorry, I couldn't help myself.” said Tan Hoat.
“Su..already died all, Tayhiap,” replied the man.
“What?!”
Those words came out along with the fall of Tan Hoat's body to the ground. He knelt down, his eyes looking down at the ground. It was as if he did not believe what he heard.
The news of Great MasterThio Sam Hong's death alone, was already draining his energy and spirit. It took him a long time to get his heart. Even during the journey from the capital to this village, which took 5 days, he sometimes cried. Now plus this news, Tan Hoat seems to have lost half his life.
The strength of the heart that he tried to gather along the journey finally disappeared, crumbling away. Tan Hoat drowned instantly.
Lopek in front of him then lifted him up and led him into the house. Putting Tan Hoat on the couch.Lantas take water and give it to Tan Hoat.
“Drink, it might calm you down a little,” said the old man.
“Sorry I can't help myself, Lopek,” replied Tan Hoat. He's still lying on the couch. But the consciousness of his soul had already begun he was trying to recover. Continue, “I've been going through great things lately, so I can't control myself anymore, Lopek. I'm sorry, Lopek.”
“It's okay, Tayhiap. Ever since Tayhiap was a kid, I've known Tayhiap. I used to work as a Cio-wangwe laborer. But after having the money, I opened my own rice field,” said the lopek. He continued, “Tan-Tayhiap is the pride of this village. You forgive me for not being able to do anything about family events
Cio-wangwe.”
“The incident happened fast. There are robbers entering this village. The number of dozens of people. They wear masks. Their science is very high. We villagers who are trying to fight can't do anything. We bent and tied,” lopek's story.
“When did it happen? Why have I never heard?” ask Tan Hoat.
“New few days, Tayhiap. Maybe 4 or 5 days. We've sent a report to Kotaraja. Maybe in a few days they will send officers here,” replied the lopek.
Tan Hoat wondered in his heart. Why didn't he hear about the robbery? Cio-wangwe is a very famous person. His services in the struggle make him deserve a funeral like a hero of the country. But Tan Hoat finally understood, that this news was covered by the news of the death of the late Master
The size itself, Thio Sam Hong.
“Truly there is no family left? How about Cio Kim?” ask Tan Hoat.
“We've sent people to tell him this news. In some
today, Cio-siucai (Cio Writer) must have been here.”
“Thank God. I think he was here as a victim too. Where does he live now? Last I knew, he lived here,” asked Tan Hoat again.
“He moved following his wife.”
“To where Li Swat Ing? Where's it? Is it in GoBi-pay (Go Bi Silat Party)?”
“Iya, he followed Li-liehiap (Li Woman's Hero) to the top of GoBi. Listen, Chairman Go Bi-pay is very sick and ordered all his students to return,” replied the lopek.
“Ah yes, true. Why can I forget. I heard GoBi-pay-ciangbunjin (KetuaPartai Silat GoBi) is indeed sick hard some years.”
“Iya, right. According to the news I heard, they and their families live at the foot of Go Bi mountain, so if there is anything, Li-liehiap can go straight up,” said lopek.
Tan Hoat sighed, his mind raging. He thought about the steps he had to take.
“Has the Cio-wangwe burial been carried out?” suddenly tanyanya.
“Already, Tayhiap. The condition of their bodies is terrible. They were bound and burned alive. We immediately buried their bodies as soon as the robbers escaped,” replied the old man.
“Please take me to their grave,” said Tan Hoat holding back his wrath. His heart imagined the suffering of the Cio-wangwe family.
“Good. Come with me.”
The graves of the Cio-wangwe family members are located in their own backyard. They were collected in one burrow, as the condition of their corpses was no longer distinguishable and sticky to each other. The grandfather told this to Tan Hoat, who listened to him while shedding tears.
His heart remembered Cio Kim. How he felt hearing about the massacre. Tan Hoat was also sad to think about the fate of Cio Kim.
When his mind floated that was the sound of people asking for help.
“Please...!!
Please........!!!!”
Strong because of the increasing voice of others who ask for help.
As fast as lightning Tan Hoat dashed towards the rowdy sound.
It turned out that the voice came from the south gate of the village. Tan Hoat ran there. The villagers were circling a horse and his chariot.
How shocked the heart of Tan Hoat, when he saw the contents of the train was Cio Kim and his wife. They're covered in blood. But still alive. Although Cio Kim's face was covered in blood, Tan Hoat still knew the face of his adoptive brother.
“Cio Kim, what happened? Oh God.. What happened?” Tan Hoat asked as he channeled pure energy into Cio Kim's chest.
“Do not.. Distribute it to my wife only..” said Cio Kim. Although he did not understand silat, his wife was a swordsman, of course Cio Kim understood the purpose of Tan Hoat's actions.
Soon Tan Hoat channeled his inner power through Li Swat Ing's back. At that time his position was sleeping on his face. Li Swat Ing's body was already full of stab wounds. Blood is everywhere. She may be worse than her husband.
“Save my son... Save my son,” said Li Swat Ing stammering.
He turned down while hugging his son. Some residents raised the child. He cried roaring as he was separated from his mother's embrace.
“I want Mom... I want Mom..,” the cry.
“Already. Tan-tayhiap... I can't be helped,” said Li Swat Ing. Slowly, he pushed Tan Hoat's hand.
“Who did all this?” ask Tan Hoat.
“Do not know.... We were raided by people in the middle of the street. Koko (Kakak, her call to husband) continues to ride horses... I held off the attackers..” Li Swat Ing replied. The breath is one-on-one.
“I'm sending my son to you. Take good care of him..” said Cio Kim.
“Thia.(.Father)...,” shouted the child who was in the arms of one of the residents.
“San-ji (‘Ji’ is a call for children)... Don't be a vengeful person... Don't you have to answer this. Everything happens with karma...Don't you keep a grudge.” Cio Kim said to his son.
“Thia...Thias... Cio San listen, Thia..”.
“You must obey Tan-gihu.. From now on he is your Gihu (Lift Father)...,” said Cio Kim.
“Iya, Thia...,” the child replied while crying.
“Dad go first.. Remember Dad's words, yes.... Ing-moay, I'm going first... I'm waiting for you, my dear sister.”
Cio Kim kissed his wife's forehead with great effort, right then and there, his life drifted away.
Li Swat Ing smiled, she was like speaking to the spirit of her husband, “I am happy to die with you, Koko..” He looked at Tan Hoat. “Tan-tayhiap, in GoBi-pay there is.ada..,” Li Swat Ing stammering.
“What's up, Li-liehiap?” ask Tan Hoat.
“There.ada....,” his breathing stopped.
“Dad....!!Mother......!!!”
The cry of the little one. The cries of the village people also blurted.
Today was a day too heavy for Tan Hoat. He can't say anything more.