Jatukarmas
Chapter 28
Kartika's image exerts the ability to listen. The four people spoke softly, as if keeping none of the diner customers from stealing their conversation.
They did not know, the handsome young man who looked weak in his movements was able to listen to their whispers.
"Duke Wilanggiri still did not agree completely, because it was obstructed by his son, Wisanggeni. Therefore Kakang Prajala sent us to secretly confront the young man tomorrow, as they crossed the bamboo forest. Let that barrier be removed forever."
"The landlord in the city of M, Mr. Narjuman, is our link to the southern coastal group. We will stop by to deliver a letter from Prajala's brother !"
Citra Kartika's forehead twitching. His premonition was that the affairs of these four men with Prajala, the leader of the Death Bat rebel, were not simple.
The Death Bats are part of the Black Sand party. The two large groups were built and financed by the former royal nobility of Malawapati who had broken out.
Now Malawapati is just a small kingdom that submits under the rule of Panjalu. This small kingdom is located between the triangle of Panjalu and Jenggala.
"I must investigate these Prajala messengers" muttered Citra Kartika.
But that 'youth' face doesn't show a change. He casually chewed the rice and satiated the mangut sauce. Then sip the water with pleasure .
It was a coincidence for him, when he finished eating, the four people had also finished eating.
Apparently the flirtatious beautiful girl was still curious about the handsome young man.
When Citra Kartika walked to the cashier's table to pay for her food, the flirtatious girl approached her.
"Good-faced brother, save your money to finance your trip. Let us pay for it" Kania said.
Without shame he stared at the face of 'man' Citra Kartika. His saliva almost dripped looking at my eyes and the shade of the 'youth' that was to him very intoxicating.
The image of Kartika just smiled. He still spend some money on the owner of the restaurant, then immediately waltzed away.
" Iiihhh..hope ..." Can complained . The enraged Kalisang saw his underrated younger brother, secretly throwing a secret weapon of poisonous needles .
"Kalisang.." cried Tandika.
Tandika wanted to prevent his sister's actions, but it was too late. The poisonous needle rippled at the nape of the 'youth'.
Surprisingly, the young man suddenly staggered, as if the floor he was treading on was surging. His hands were raised to maintain balance.
Tandika who previously intended to prevent Kalisang, was riveted. With an involuntary movement, the young man had been spared from the attack of the poisonous needle.
Even the needle was now robbed of the wind and turned towards Kalisang forehead !
Tandika was surprised.
Tring !
As fast as lightning Tandika used his sword to tear down the poisonous needle before stuck it in Kalisang's forehead.
"Gosh !" tandika.
"You see that Kalisang ! Because you carelessly attacked people, almost your own eel was eaten by poisonous needles !" angry reproof.
"The young man was too arrogant, Kakang.. . How dare he underestimate Kania..." Kalisang still denied.
"He does have the ability to be arrogant, Kalisang ! You open your eyes, Kalisang ! That weak-looking young man was not a random person ! With one motion has been able to restore the needle ! Next time be careful, don't play with your hands. Understood?" sergeant Tandika.
"Alright Kakang..." Kalisang.
When they had finished paying, the clapping young man was already nowhere to be seen.
"Ah what a pity ..when I want to get acquainted with him .." regretted Tandika.
Actually Citra Kartika does not go far. He deliberately left his horse at a small inn next to the diner. After that he looked for a hidden place to spy on the four people.
The four of them did not bring horses.
A small horse-drawn carriage was waiting for them in front of the tavern. The train was slowly driven to the largest inn in the middle of the small town.
After knowing their inn, with a smile knot Citra Kartika returned to the daycare.
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In the morning, a girl entered the inn.
At the waiter, he asked to find a nice and clean room.
"The room available at this time is only one, miss. The back room. Even so, the room was clean and quite spacious," said the waiter .
There was no choice, the girl said.
" Miss is late, this inn has been bought out," the waiter said as he escorted the girl to the room in question.
"So, did you buy a room? Why are people flocking to this small town?" ask the girl.
"Next week there will be a match in the city next door, miss. City M. The richest landlord there held a competition to find a husband for his only daughter. The husband the princess wanted was not a tycoon, or an official, but a swordsman choose a match !"
" Hmm ..so yeah .. I don't know uncle ! I'm just a wanderer" said the girl.
"Who is the landlord's name, uncle? And what's the prize for the winner of the competition?"
"For the winner of the competition, will be married to his beautiful daughter and will be the heir of the landlord later. Miss the new guy here, of course don't know. The landlord is very famous here, his name is lord Narjuman."
"Oh, so. Yes already. Maybe later I'll watch an interesting show, uncle !"
" Ooh that's for sure, miss. The stage for the competition has been built since two months ago, Miss. It's at the end of the town square. Many people had even started watching the stage making from the beginning !"
The big-eyed black girl who was none other than the disguise of Kartika's image recorded all that information in her brain.
As he lay on the bed tonight, Citra Kartika decided to investigate this slowly.
In the morning, Citra, disguised as the sweet black girl, chooses to have breakfast at the front shop of the inn.
When he was eating savory porridge with chicken sauce and vegetables he liked, he heard a familiar voice entering the tavern.
Kania and his three brothers looked for a seat right behind Citra Kartika. With doubt, Kania chose the furthest seat .
"Huh, there's an ugly monkey. This diner stinks !" grunts Kania. His voice was deliberately made noisy to be heard by everyone in the tavern.
The image of Kartika slows down its eating.
With the corner of his eyes he silently noticed the movements of the four people.
Kania sneered cynically at the girl he considered ugly. He felt proud of himself who had a beautiful face and mature skin, typical beauty of Jenggala.
Indeed some of the men, especially the young ones in the tavern were secretly glancing at the flirtatious girl. Moreover, the song is deliberately made as interesting as possible.
However, none of them dared to stare blatantly. Because the three men who accompanied him looked like three heroes to choose a match.
Of course the three heroes will join me enliven the competition, they thought.
A young man entered the shop. The young man wore a typical peasant caping. As soon as the young man sat down, Kalisang straightened his head.
Tandika held her sister's arm.
"Shut up, don't make a mess !" whispered.
With a furious Kalisang clenched fists under the table.
The clapless young man who knew nothing ordered breakfast. There was so much he ordered, as if to eat three people at once.
Surprisingly, though the young man ate slowly and without removing the caping from his head. The whole lot of dishes were ludes by him as well.
"Aahhh .. " The young man glanced at the four people who ate a drink while noisily conversing. It was as if this restaurant belonged to them. Once upon a time the girl who looked flirtatious laughed melodiously.
Seeing the caping moving to the cashier table, Tandika gave a sign to Darun. Rushing Darun also headed to the cashier table to pay for their food.
As the young man clapping stepped out of the tavern, the four people also immediately got up and stepped out of the tavern.
All of this is overseen by Citra Kartika.
After paying, the girl left the store.
Something strange happened.
A young man clapping followed by the Tandika brothers secretly.
The Tandika brothers are overshadowed by Citra Kartika, without them realizing it at all .
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