
*Blood Bride Swordsman (DPP)*
“Make me a proper and thick robe, so that both of my keris can be covered,” Sabuntel told Nyi Unyu.
Nyi Unyu pointed at the sheet of cloth material that was hung crowded on a bamboo stick like clothesline. Meaning “select what” color fabric.
“Make me purple. I like to see purple on your lips,” said Loss Sabuntel, without any intention of combing, but as the reason for his color selection.
Although it did not mean to flick, but the praise on the lips made Nyi Unyu's heart happy, even though his face remained cold and flat.
“But the darker ones,” says Loss again.
Nyi Unyu nodded in understanding.
The sreet!
Nyi Unyu then pulled the dark purple wide cloth with his right hand, while his left hand held a piece of bamboo blade and eyes looked at the inscription. The writing is a data of the body size of the Loss. Previously, the loss had made clothes and pants in that place.
Blet up!
A wide dark purple cloth was held on the table. Quite a span, neatly tethered cloth. Nyi Unyu moved quickly, his hands so deftly did the depiction of the pattern by relying only on limestone and rope to measure.
“You didn't measure me, Nyi?” tanya Ruang Sabuntel who remembered when she measured the width of her shoulders, the length of her hands, the circle of her waist, to the circle of her thighs when she first made clothes on the beautiful woman, makes the heart happy and pounding beautifully.
Nyi Unyu simply replied with a face slit. Then continue the pattern making. He drew very quickly as if he were just writing.
“When I fought in the match, I saw you watching.”
The deg!
Jolting Nyi Unyu's heart heard that initial sentence. He already knows the direction of the word fat swordsman who has made his feelings flowery several times, even if only briefly.
“However, after I won, you suddenly disappeared. I'm looking for you around the village. When I found you, you were far away. Why did you leave?” ask Loss.
Nyi Unyu did not reply, even though she heard the question. He remained focused on cutting the results of his pattern picture.
“Nyi, do you know why I brought keris?” ask Loss again after Nyi Unyu did not answer his question.
Nyi Unyu looked at Loss for a moment, then shook her head.
“My wife was kidnapped on the day we got married, yesterday,” said Loss began to vent.
Tsuk!
Hearing that, it was as if something was piercing Nyi Unyu's heart so that the pain that appeared suddenly he felt. However, when he thought, he felt he had no reason to be sick to hear the news of Loss's marriage.
Although her feelings and thoughts were turbulent, but still the purple-lipped beautiful face was flat, as if it did not react to the painful news of those feelings.
Nyi Unyu did not know the news of Loss Sabuntel's marriage other than guessing that Rugi would marry the Bride Without a Husband. That is if Sabuntel Loss wins the Butogilo Swordsman Duel tournament. However, Nyi Unyu had yet to know that Loss was the winner. With the news, it automatically tells Nyi Unyu that Loss Sabuntel is the champion of the Butogilo Swordsman Duel this semester.
“The group took my wife from before my eyes, when I was happy. If only the villain did not possess the Dragon Lightning Sword.”.
Hearing the name of the sword being called, Nyi Unyu suddenly stopped scissoring. The beautiful woman's forehead suddenly hardened.
“I've definitely made him gnaw soil and worms. That's why I was equipped with two heirloom kris to ward off the Dragon Lightning Sword and free my wife,” continued Loss.
Suddenly Nyi Unyu moved to pick up a piece of bamboo skin that she used to write. The movement made Sabuntel's Loss stop separating. He watched what Nyi Unyu did.
Nyi Unyu wrote quickly with the tip of the knife on the bamboo bark she was holding. Not long after, he gave the dried bamboo bark to the Sabuntel Loss.
“I'm looking for the Dragon Lightning Sword. That's my master's sword.”
Surprised Loss Sabuntel read the writing.
“You're Dang Dangga's disciple from the Wind Dragon Gorge?” terka Loss surprised.
Nyi Unyu nodded. He again took another bamboo bark bar and returned to writing with the tip of his knife. Then give it to Loss Sabuntel.
“I'm coming. The sword must return,” the inscription sounds on the second bamboo bark bar.
“Yes, we go together,” answered Sabuntel's Loss quickly, very excited, as if he wouldn't think twice to weigh.
Sabuntel's quick answer gave a rush of happiness in Nyi Unyu's heart. To the point that there was a very faint smile on his lips.
Sabuntel's loss saw that, but he hesitated, whether it was a smile or not. Therefore, he did not comment on the delicate smile.
“I finish your order robe first. No need to pay,” wrote Nyi Unyu on the third bamboo skin bar.
“Thank you, Nyi. You are indeed a woman of understanding,” said Loss Sabuntel plus praise.
Again Nyi Unyu's heart was delighted to hear the fat man's praise. His heartache from hearing the news of the marriage Loss Sabuntel, a little treated.
Nyi Unyu then continued the work of making his robe.
“Make me also a strong belt for both of my keris, Nyi,” Sabuntel said.
Nyi Unyu replied with a nod.
Seeing the beautiful woman working fast and seriously, Sabuntel's Loss was silent. He no longer wanted to bother Nyi Unyu with his chatter so that his robe would quickly be finished.
Nyi Unyu's work was indeed fast, because it had entered the sewing stage.
Nyi Unyu sewed with three needles at once. Do not ask how the technique is sewing with three needles using hands!
His name is also a swordsman, his expertise is sometimes beyond reason and common sense. However, Nyi Unyu was a rare talent possessed by the fashion industry world back then.
Sabuntel's losses just stood by watching Nyi Unyu's work. He watched the movements of Nyi Unyu's fingers carefully. Occasionally Nyi Unyu glided a needle carrying the thread on her tail to the point of the fabric she wanted to stitch. Although the distance is short, but the needle slipping clearly relies on deep power.
If Nyi Unyu is a student of the swordsman Dang Dangga, it is not surprising that he has a science of shortness that is not arbitrary, although all this time he only worked as a maker and dressmaker.
Not long after, the thick robe of dark purple for Sabuntel's Loss was completed. Losses were even given purple-colored headbands as well.
When Loss Sabuntel tried out his robe, Nyi Unyu made Loss a white cloth belt.
Sabuntel Long Loss Cloak. The bottom end goes to the calf. The part of the crate is thick and stands half-head. Have long sleeves that fit snugly with big sleeves Loss. The robe is not buttoned.
Not long ago, the white cloth belt for Loss was completed. After receiving the belt, Loss immediately removed his old worn belt and replaced it with a thicker and new white coir. The belt is nice and strong for both heirloom keris Loss.
After his clothes were finished, then Loss was now in an ivory yellow-clad look with a white belt and coated in a dark purple robe. Plus a purple headband on the forehead there is a yellow thread embroidered with a small keris pattern. The pattern was made by Nyi Unyu with her hands.
Color Loss is very compatible with the color of Nyi Unyu.
“You're ready, Nyi?” ask for Sabuntel's Loss.
Nyi Unyu simply nodded. He then went to fetch his horse after closing the field first.
So, they both went to Kademangan Butoloro. (BH)