Jaga Saksena Pendekar Peniup Bledeg
Chapters 87. Kasam Raden Bakintal's

When Jaga Saksena returned with Patih Sepuh Labda Lawana and Begawan Teja Surendra, and was greeted by thousands of people who were carrying royong,

"In-him?!" stutter the man before making sure what the eyes see is not wrong then turn over and leave immediately.

The bare-chested burly man was known as Jakala. He rushed away from the crowd when he saw the figure of the young man hailed as a hero turned out to be someone he knew seven years ago. One who killed his master's son.

The trumpet enters a large house that looks luxurious.

"Where is Ndoro Raden Bakintal, Bi Iyek?!" jakala asked a half-old woman who was sweeping the floor.

The woman immediately replied, "Ndoro is in the preservation house!"

Stropped, Jakala headed to the side of the house and then walked to the back where there is a separate building that is no less magnificent. The house was called the preservation house by Bi Iyek.

It is called so because there is stored the body of Raden Bakintal's son who has been preserved.

Jakala was about to knock on the door of the preservation house when suddenly her ears heard a scream from within,

"Huakhhh ...! It's been seven years, but my men never came back! They are useless! Damn bastard son of a bitch! But ... rest easy my son, your revenge will surely be avenged! Sure is!"

Hearing the scream, Jakala took a deep breath, then ventured to knock on the door.

"Get in!!" rough voice answers from within.

Opened, Jakala opened the door slowly then squatted and then shuffled into the room. Very large room. In the middle of the room there is a coffin from the best wooden excavation.

The coffin was left open, where a corpse lay stiff but did not stink.

The shuffled trumpet stopped behind Raden Bakintal as a spear. His right leg knelt down while his left leg squatted.

Jakala cupped two palms in front of the nose, worshipping with a word of politeness,

"Ndoro Raden, I'm sorry to interrupt."

"You've always bothered me, motherfucker! What is?! Say it!!"

"Seven years passed, but I will never forget the murderous figure of Raden Takil. And I just saw him."

"What?!"

Raden Bakintal glared, there was anger and joy in the look on his face.

"It's not wrong, Ndoro!"

"Then why are you here?! Why didn't you kill him, huh?!"

"Now, Ndoro ...."

Jakala explained that Raden Takil's killer was named Jaga Saksena.

Jaga Saksena has transformed into a matchless swordsman who according to the people has succeeded in becoming a hero of the Kingdom of Saindara Gumilang by winning the fight against the main enemy of the kingdom.

"That's right!"

Plaque!

Raden Bakintal smacked his right fist into the left palm, making a loud noise. A deed that made Jakala sad, because it could have hit his head.

"You seek the five warriors who have received payment from me. Tell them to kill that dalit!"

"Norro, Ndoro." Still in a squatting position with his right foot on his knees, Jakala again cupped his two palms in front of his nose. "They have been out of the kingdom for a long time and have not returned until now. Where should I look for him?"

Raden Bakintal fell silent, 'Yes too, looking for them would only be a waste of time!'

Realizing the search for five warriors would only be a waste of time, Raden Bakintal thought of another way to kill Jaga Saksena. The way is tough and mancus, if possible without having to make a rowdy.

'The savage Dalit had become a hero of the Kingdom of Saindara Gumilang. I must kill him quietly, otherwise it will cause a stir .. and I don't want any trouble with the king!'

Long enough Raden Bakintal fell silent, walking to the right and to the left several times. While Jakala can only be silent sculpting. Waiting for the word of Sang Ndoro. Until finally,

"You prepare the supplies. Take also Tirta and Umbara. We're going to travel far."

"Sendiko dawuh, Ndoro!"

It did not take long for Jakala to prepare supplies and contact two mercenaries who had subscribed to become bodyguards when Raden Bakintal traveled far.

"Geeha!!"

Raden Bakintal led his small group to head north.

Sanca Hitam is a college where students learn canuragan left-leaning alias black. It was not just because they relied on poison and spread fear in everyone. But they also _rumored_ forging allies with the jinn merkayangan ruler of the north sea.

To support the plunder, in addition to the chairman allowing his members to rob and scuttle, they also become assassins with a commensurate reward. Depending on the level of difficulty.

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The dinner is over. Because he has not met King Basukamba, Jaga Saksena and Sungsang became guests of honor and will stay in a special house.

"No need Uncle, let me take them," prevent Princess Anesha Sari to the courtier who wants to take Jaga Saksena and Sungsang.

Anesha Sari goes hand in hand with Jaga while Sungsang has to scratch his head following behind.

On the other side.

"For a while can I stay in the palace also Patih Sepuh Labda Lawana?" begawan Teja Surendra.

"By pleasure, let me take you. I know what you want."

Patih Sepuh Labda Lawana can guess, Begawan Teja Surendra would still want to learn a lot from Jaga Saksena as well as himself.

"Haha!" Begawan Teja Surendra chuckled, "It turns out having a friend is useful too, huh?!"

"No need to worry, I'm glad you're staying. Didn't I ask you a long time ago?"

The two old men walked over while chatting until they finally arrived at a large stilt house. And it turns out that this house is next to the house provided for Jaga Saksena and Pendekar Merah.

"Begawan, Patih Sepuh," said Jaga Saksena who was standing in the yard with Princess Anesha Sari and Sungsang Gumilang.

"Kid Keep, I deliberately asked to be a guest as well. Because I have so much to learn from you."

Keep Saksena smiling happily. Seeing the old man in spirit, he got excited.

"By pleasure, Begawan. Whenever I have time don't hesitate, Begawan."

"How about after ...." Begawan Teja Surendra thought for a moment before continuing, "After 'Isya? Because this old man needs to re-read what he has recorded!"

"Sure, Begawan, sure! Please ...." Keep Saksena welcome.

"Mari ..." by Begawan Teja Surendra.

Patih Sepuh Labda Lawana said goodbye with a respectful bow, especially on Jaga Saksena.

After the death of two old men, Sungsang approached Jaga to ask, saying,

"Isn't that a hangman? How is he gonna learn from you, Jaga?"

"Oh, Begawan Teja Surendra is an outstanding scholar."

"That's what I asked! Why would a scholar learn from you?"

"Oh that. Thank God, he and Patih Sepuh have converted to Islam and want to deepen."

Widened Sungsang's eyeballs, as if to ask, "How come?!"

"Islamic entry?! What is Jaga?"

The one who asked was Princess Andara Anesha Sari, because the first time he heard the word.

"We sit there."

Keep Saksena invite to the emperor of the house where there are tables and chairs there.

Sit, Keep Saksena silent for a moment to choose the right expression to describe what Islam is.

"When your heart feels that the Creator is one, Islam is a teaching that tells you how to worship Him."

Keep Saksena directly into the second stage, because she believes that if one's conscience is still pure then it will be able to feel or realize the existence of the Creator of the Most Sole, because he is confident that if one's conscience is still pure then he will be able to feel or realize the existence of the Creator of the Supreme Being, Supreme One is nothing else because if anything else there must be chaos.

Getting that answer, Princess Anesha Sari smiled then said, "One moment when we have lived under one roof, you must teach me that, Take care."

"By pleasure, I—"

Plunged down! Plunged down!

Jaga Saksena's speech was stopped by the behavior of Sungsang Gumilang who stood in the yard but not too far from Jaga and Anesha Sari. Sungsang patted the air hard like there were a lot of mosquitoes that he had to kill.

"Is your friend crazy sometimes, Jaga?!" anesha Sari asked with a serious face.