Loss of 2 Blood Bride Swordsman
DPP 37: Duke of Bawel's Plan

*Blood Bride Swordsman (DPP)*

“Sambeeer!” shouted loudly Sumira Dasmi was surprised to see his son who directed his horse to the Duke of Bawel Semara.

Not only was Sumira Dasmi shocked, everyone was also shocked, especially Duke Bawel Semara who seemed to want to be hit by Samber Raga.

Drap drape!

“Build, Lilis!” shouted Samber Raga who was not dressed, but still dressed even though not in a wire.

Lilis Angir who was sitting on the ground beside the house and not far from the Duke was confused, but she hurriedly tried to stand up despite her sore legs.

Adipati Bawel Semara moved backwards in a storm trying to avoid horses that wanted to hit.

“Durgan son of you, Sambeeer!” maki Adipati Bawel Semara.

Suddenly Samber Raga slightly deflected the pace of his horse and he lowered his upper body to the side of the horse with one hand outstretched. The young man snatched the waist of Lilis Angir who was his stepmother as well as her forbidden lover. The scene was exactly that of a riding cowboy who came as a hero to a girl.

“Akk!” lilis Angir screamed as her body was grabbed by Samber Raga's burly hands and carried her away.

Duke Bawel Semara was somewhat relieved not to be hit by a horse, but he was angry to see his young wife taken away by her own son.

Lilis Angir finally managed to sit on the back of a horse, behind the Samber Raga. Tensely and fearfully, she tightly hugged the waist of her affair.

Panglima Muda Arit Batik and several duchy soldiers tried to block the horse that ran towards the gate. However, Samber Raga's horse ran so fast, making Panglima Muda and his men choose to jump to the side rather than get hit.

Thus, it escaped Samber Raga and Lilis Angir from the anger of Duke Bawel Semara.

“Arit Batik, why did you let them lolooos?!” yelled Duke Bawel angry not playing. “Quick kejaaar! Catch that demon boy!”

“Kejaaar!” shouted Panglima Muda Arit Batik.

The soldiers immediately galloped to chase after the Samber Raga horse.

“Soldiers bodoooh!” arit Batik shouted at his troops.

Feeling that they were being yelled at, the dozens of soldiers stopped running and looked at the commander.

“Poony, Fool!” maki Panglima Muda is upset.

Inevitably, the soldiers turned around and raced to run towards the stables. They know that the number of horses is limited, not as many as the number of people. So who's first up, that's who gets the horse. So, soldiers who did not intend to chase Samber Raga and Lilis Angir chose to run in the style of slow motion.

“Braven soldiers!” maki Adipati Bawel Semara was angry while quickly picking up stones and throwing joking soldiers.

Getting a stone throw, even though it was not hit, the soldier was surprised and rushed sprint. And be the winner who takes the horse first. With capital fear of punishment, he was the one who was then the most enthusiastic and ahead of pursuing Samber Raga.

Eventually all the horses were used to chase Samber Raga, left behind some soldiers who did not get the horse.

“Horse for me where?” ask Panglima Muda Arit Batik to the soldiers who did not get the horse.

“Reduced, Commander. Commander did not ask,” replied one of the soldiers with a gawking expression. They did not expect the young commander to want a horse either.

“Buoddoh!” maki Arit Batik's.

The soldiers soon passed away leaving his commander with lyrics.

“That stupid thing was him. Hihihik!” whispered the soldier and laughed cunningly, luring his colleagues to laugh with the same model.

Hearing the shoes of his soldiers, angry Arit Batik. However, not to mention that he shouted at his subordinates, he who had been yelled at first.

“Arit Batik! Here!” duke of Bawel Semara.

“Yes, Gusti!” sahut Arik Batik, then rushed to run facing.

“Feel it!” so one of the soldiers who saw his lord hurriedly faced the Duke of Bawel.

“Gather the Duchy. Nyai Demang and his people should be arrested today as well!” dukip Bawel Semara's.

“But it won't hunt, Gusti,” said Arit Batik.

“Good, Gusti,” said Arit Batik obediently.

“Where is the Plate?” ask Duke.

“So he's permission to go home to his young wife, Gusti,” replied Arit Batik.

“Use soldiers. He thinks that having a young wife live can be happy!” gerutu Adipati upset. “Earn people to call him facing me. I want to send a letter to Palace!”

“Good, Gusti,” said Arit Batik obediently.

“Already, go there!” expel Duke.

“But ... I have no horses, Gusti,” said Arit Batik doubtful.

“Jalan. You still have legs, Boddoh!” maki Adipati Bawel Semara.

“Ba-ba-well, Gusti,” said Arit Batik while courting, then turned pregi.

“No commander, no soldier, equally stupid!” maki Duke Bawel in the back.

“Aaah, good thing duke, if it's demang, I have tonjok congornya!” dumel Arit Batik, but in the heart only. In fact he walked calmly towards the courtyard gate.

“Gusti Adipati wants to arrest Demang Segara Gara's widow?” ask Sumira Dasmi.

“True,” replied the Duke without hesitation.

“But, on what basis did Gusti catch him?” tanya Kunir Sulasih, the Duchess's young wife.

“Five soldiers I ordered to burn Demang Segara's corn warehouse because they captured. That is what I will make an excuse to arrest Nyai Demang and Campani,” explained Duke Bawel Semara.

“Is Gusti not satisfied with killing Demang Segara Gara? Why punish his wife and children too?” sumira Dasmi reminded.

“Be quiet, Wretched Woman!” hardik Adipati Bawel's. “Since long ago you can never be invited to do a little evil. See now, your son has wreaked misfortune upon me, as if I were not his father who planted a seed in your stomach. Or is it not my seed?”

“Gusti!” pekik Sumira Dasmi was shocked and angry at her husband's last words. His eyes looked teary because they wanted to cry, not because they were happy. “Do Gusti not see, his face and behavior are very similar to Gusti's. Don't make me use the hand of my father's power to silence your filthy mouth, Gusti!”

Readily the Duke of Bawel Semara and Kunir Sulasih heard the threat of Sumira Dasmi who was indeed the daughter of an official in the Palace.

After that, Sumira Dasmi went towards the second house with anger.

“Gusti,” a Sulasih Kunir while holding her husband's hand. She tried to become a fan in a time when her husband was angry because of emotions. “Gusti don't carelessly act.”

“No. I'm not acting recklessly. I am the ruler of the Duchy of Bantar Gepeng. Who would dare to fight me here? Those who dare to oppose my power and my will must be removed. I have wasted a lot of money to kill Demang Segara Gara, but Campani has not been able to get. If that kid I'm in jail, I'll be free to make him what he's like. Let him know as a result of refusing the request of the people in power,” said Adipati Bawel Semara rather long.

“I'm scared, Gusti. I'm afraid that the Palace will find out about the crime Gusti committed against Demang Segara Gara. I am afraid that I will lose Gusti,” said Kunir Sulasih.

“Not going. Therefore I will send a letter to the Palace to complain about the crime of Demang Segara Gara,” said Duke Bawel Semara.

“Gusti is smart,” praise Kunir Sulasih.

“Hahaha!” the duke laughed as he grabbed his wife's shoulder and pulled her in a side hug.

“Huacciw!”

Suddenly a guard soldier sneezed which shocked the Duke and his young wife. Suddenly they both looked at the soldier who was rubbing his nostrils.

“Badness!” hiss the Duke then picked up a stone and threw it at the guard soldier.

Nah!

“Uwaddaw!” the soldier screamed when his head was hit by a stone. He jumped up and down while holding his leaking head. Grimacing, he looked at his master.

Meanwhile, inside the house.

Sumira Dasmi had just finished writing something on a piece of cloth. The cloth was then folded, then tied with a string of yarn.

“Jukini, give this message to Amber. Tell me, this message should reach my father directly. Do not change hands other than to my father,” Sumira Dasmi told a female servant.

“Good, Gusti,” said Jukini obediently then received the fold of green cloth. (BH)