
Long walk, Keep thinking want to rest. Just then, keep seeing a tree on the side of the road that seems to be allowed to grow to reduce the heat of the daytime sun.
Keep Saksena decided to sit under the tree while observing the people passing by.
Sitting long enough, tetiba.
Klutack!
Someone dropped a small chip.
Keep Saksena taking the puck.
'What's this? Is this what you call gold or silver?' Keep Saksena watching the small puck hole in the middle under the torch light not far from her.
Klutack!
Back the puck was thrown at him.
"Wow! Thanks, Uncle!" exclaim Keep Saksena and then take the puck.
'It turns out that the people in this kingdom are very good! They gave me a piece of gold!'
Just keep it so, again there are people throwing puck.
Three, four, five .... Puck after puck thrown by passers-by. Although not everyone, it is already very much according to Jaga.
Until late at night, and people passing by began to quiet, Keep counting the pieces he got.
"One hundred!" pekik Jaga Saksena's.
The boy immediately picked up a stock of pepes that he brought, no longer worried what to eat tomorrow because he felt rich.
'I have a hundred emass pieces! I can eat rice as much as tomorrow morning!' thought.
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In the morning, the sun began to reach the horizon.
Due to the excitement of having many gold pieces, Keep Saksena difficult to sleep so wake up late.
'What are people flocking there?! Ah belis care, morning .. uh by noon I will eat rice!'
Keep cleaning the dirt in the corner of his eyes and then get up to the nearest store.
"Woi! Whoi! Little beggar, what do you want?!" a thin mustachioed adult man asked harshly while blocking Jaga Saksena outside the store.
"I'm not a beggar, Uncle!"
"Still little dare to lie huh?! I saw you last night under that tree!"
"I'm a newcomer, Uncle. So no home then rest there."
"Oh so you're a new bum, too? Here, here!"
The man dragged Jaga Saksena to the side of the tavern kitchen where the person inside the store did not see.
"Child Boy! You have to be careful!"
"Why, Uncle?"
"View ...."
The man began to explain that the homeless especially the new one is very prone to disappear. Usually they would be kidnapped to be sold as slaves who were hired day and night without being paid.
A slave employed like this was the luckiest slave. Much is sad, treated inhumanely. From being mutilated for a certain ritual to being used as an impingement of depraved male lust.
"But, Uncle I'm a boy?!"
"Does man have no hole?"
"I mean, Uncle?"
"You have a hole for a bowel movement. That's where they'll poke their short stick!"
Spontaneous, keep Saksena backwards holding her ass. The shadow of the pain caused by the stick stitch in the forest made him creepy, horrified.
"I'm not finished!" connect the man. "Here, let me tell you again!"
Keep Saksena close by by taking a distance of two steps.
"There are some male warriors whose strength comes from the boys' slaves. They made little boys his mistress. And it was considered natural, the royal party or other warriors did not care."
"What?!"
"Yes, but you should be relieved in this case because your skin is not a pure white langsat. They won't like you!"
"Luckily, I used to swim so many times that it's klewus!" Keep Saksena a little relieved.
"But, ...."
The thin-moustached man added, if the warriors of this class are lonely, they can vent on a boy like Jaga Saksena because even though the skin is not bright (his skin is not bright_pen) Jaga Saksena's face is handsome.
"You're scaring me, Uncle!?"
"What's in it to scare you? Even you're just a beggar who might ask for a bite of rice in my ramandam shop!"
"I've got a lot of gold pieces, look!" Keep Saksena open her frying pouch showing the pieces there.
"Haha!"
"Why laugh, Uncle?!"
"Bokil ... bocil ...! That's not a chip let alone a piece of gold?"
"In this kingdom there are three means of payment ...."
The son of the owner of the store explained, in the Kingdom of Saindara Gumilang there are three mediums of exchange in addition to being able to exchange goods with goods. That;
The first is a piece of gold, the second is a piece of silver. One piece of gold is equivalent to one hundred pieces of silver. Then the third ketip is made of materials such as iron but softer. One piece of silver is equivalent to two hundred ketips.
Keep Saksena had to duck sluggish, a hundred ketip hers turned out to only get a pack of rice without side dishes. It was also in the can without entering the store alias through the side.
"You must not be sad! I'm giving it away for free!"
The thin mustachioed man who claimed to be named Kudayana held out something.
Receiving and observing Jaga Saksena asked, "It's like a bird's head."
"Yes, that's a rooster's head. You can eat it for the side dish."
"Thank you, Uncle Horse!" say Jaga Saksena flips her body with a slightly cramped face.
Plokkp!
Kudayana patted the eel, he began to regret telling his name to the little boy carrying the stone axe.
"Kudayana! Not Horse!" exclaim Kudayana while Jaga Saksena has not gone far.
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Long enough to find a quiet place to eat, Jaga Saksena finally saw an elongated low wall.
"Ahha, it's quiet there." Keep hurrying.
When it arrived, it turned out that the long wall was only as high as the neck of Jaga Saksena.
The boy also lowered his head.
"Looky! Nice work!"
Keep Saksena looking at the small lake surrounded by trees is not too big and high. Along the lake planted with various colorful flowers.
At the end of the lake there, there was a wooden boat moored in a designer.
"Once, I can eat near the lake!"
Keep Saksena jumping up the wall and plunge to land inside. Not a difficult thing to keep because the height of the wall is only his neck.
Running, Jaga Saksena chose a shady grassy place near the lake water to immediately eat the food she bought with all her ketip.
"The head of this rooster is delicious, savory! Honey why does this rice taste bland, just a little sweet huh? Very much different from Grandpa Pandu's rice!"
Jaga Saksena did not understand that there is ordinary rice and there is also spiced rice.
Despite judging the tasteless taste, a pack of rice and a head of chicken he devoured quickly.
After eating,
'I will sit down before I swim!' think Jaga Saksena about to fall enjoy the comfort of a full stomach.
However,
"Honey to eat!"
Make yourself!
Keep Saksena aghast rise, shocked not reeds kebalang until almost mired into the well water.
"Have eaten, do not sleep! It was a snake!" said a little girl of Jaga Saksena who was already one spear behind the boy.
"You .. since when?"
"Ever before you commented on your food." The little girl smilingly showed a row of small teeth slightly spiky unevenly.
"Why didn't I hear you coming?"
"Yes, because I'm powerful, I can step like the wind! Hikshikshikshiks!" The little girl laughed crisply until the base of her serial teeth was visible.
"Night I am not afraid of medi, belis and the like. Especially noon. You're wrong if you want to scare me!" Jaga Saksena said casually while returning to sit facing the well water.
"Hikshikshikshiks!" Back the girl laughed, but this time while approaching and sitting next to Jaga Saksena.
"have to! I'm finally friends with medi (ghost_pen)." Jaga Saksena said with a hint of sadness.
"The medi? You finally made friends with medi?! Any of his mediocre apparitions?" ask the enthusiastic little girl does not know what is meant by guard is herself.
"That's it, not a problem. The area is crowded but deserted."
"This city you mean?!"
"Yes, this city area. Very crowded but quiet."
"Hikshikshikshiks!" The little girl laughed again. "I love the quiet places. If you want a crowd, go north. In the square there, this afternoon will be very crowded."
"Oh, is that an open fight?"
"That's fine. It will start after the sun is directly overhead!"
"What a weird thing, why not from the morning?"
"Because ...."
The little girl explained the bad habits of the citizens of Kotaraja, even newcomers came to the city. They were drunk until night and even in the morning. So if the competition starts early in the morning will be a lot of participants who missed.
The two boys continued to talk without asking each other's names. For Jaga Saksena it is not important to ask the name of a medi.