Namoras
Harianto

His name is Harianto pujakesuma alias, Harianto son of Java born in Sumatra.

In the past, he was a silat champion who had studied with a swordsman who was very good at silat science. His teacher was named Parulian.

While this Parulian, as explained by Tengku Mahmud to Tigor (Read Black Cat) is his best friend and fighting opponent for him who is later known to be the father of captain Bonar, who is known to be the father of the captain Bonar, which means Tigor and Rio's real grandfather which means Uyut's grandfather to Namora.

When his youth, various pencak silat tournaments have been followed by Mr. Harianto and always come out as champions.

For this achievement, after he no longer participated in various pencak silat championship tournaments, the police have appointed him as a coach in Akpol who specifically trains young police with martial arts and boost their physique.

When this Pujakesuma Harianto sir learned that Rio was the grandson of his late teacher, instead of instead lightening up the training for Rio. He instead gave more portions to him and the result, Rio had muntaber because of it.

If you have heard the name of Mr. Harianto, the police candidates will immediately suddenly have abdominal pain, back pain, flatulence, nausea, colds. Even their kidneys are sick. This is because, the method of training is very hard and the level of discipline is very high.and it is the barometer set by Mr. Harianto since the beginning of their training.

Long story short, even though they have now occupied important positions in the police, but it will not be able to prevent Mr. Harianto from clawing at their forehead. And the proof, Rio was currently still wry when faced with the old man.

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"Why are you crying huh? You even piss anyway. Very weak this child," grumbled Mr. Harianto.

"Namorah. If you cry like this, uncle will take you back home. After that, uncle would not know anymore. Whether you're gonna be bullied by kids who don't like you or not, it's none of Uncle's business. You're just a hot chicken shit. It was warm at first. After that it gets cold!" Also irritated Rio saw Namora who suddenly became such a crybaby.

Wah burned also Namora's heart heard a reprimand pitched ridicule from Rio earlier. He immediately wiped his tears using his sleeves then stood up straight like a challenge.

"Hmmm. Nice bones, nice veins. You're losing well with this kid, Rio!" Praise Mr. Harianto while kneading Namora's arms and shoulders.

Rio only grinned the horse hearing the praise towards his nephew. It wasn't that compliment that made him grin. Instead, some were lifted and dropped. That's what makes Rio grin.

"What's your name young man?"

"Namora, Cake!" Reply Namora who is still sobbing.

"Namorah. Haha. That is, the rich. What are you rich in?" Ask Mr. Harianto again.

Namora confusedly answered the question from the old man. He then looked up at Rio face as if he was begging for help.

"Rich chicken shit!" Rio Ejek.

Namora's heart burned continuously in the chicken shit by her Uncle earlier.

"Actually this child is not a coward. He's just shocked. Hehe... Maybe my old look is scary" said Mr. Herianto chuckling.

"Why do you want to come here, huh?" Ask Mr. Herianto to Namora.

"You're practicing martial arts, Cake!" Answer Namora. Lips answered. But his eyes continued to look at Rio as if forbidding Rio from going away with the old man.

"Haha. Are you willing?" Challenge Mr. Harianto to just test the boy.

"Namora can!" Suddenly Namora said it was able to make Mr. Harianto laugh again.

Although tanya was not as sinister as before, but there was still a terrible aura behind the sound of his laughter.

"You don't know what your great-grandfather used to torture me. Looks like, like a betel back to the handle. I used to desperately study your great-grandfather. Now it seems destined that I must return the knowledge to his descendants. No one thought that this was the will of nature. This kid's good. Very nice! Did you know that what I taught at Akpol was just his skin? That's also you suddenly diarrhea. This time I will finish everything. If Namora can't, then she'll die. Or at least he'll go crazy!" Said Mr. Harianto staring towards Rio.

Standing fur rome Rio heard the words of Mr. Harianto just now. If all this time he had only skin, then what was it like? Is Namora going to do it? That was what was playing into Rio's mind at the moment.

"Sir. Don't be too hard to educate him. His bones are still soft," Rio said.

"You know what? Just shut the fuck up!" Bentak Pak Harianto's.

Rio swallowed his saliva. He no longer dared to argue over what else to seduce the old man. However, according to him, the old man must know more about what Namora's ability to absorb the knowledge that he will teach.

"Rio. Tomorrow this boy must be made a condition. Remember to make yellow pulp, seven betel leaves meet urate, chalk betel, Gambir, betel nut split four, white chicken Kinantan, and black chicken. After this child is caught, release the chicken across the city of Batu. After that, everything I mentioned earlier plus seven-shaped flowers and berkih, put in a betel nut that is shaped like a boat. Shove it into the river. Otherwise, the science I'm going to teach won't be, or will eat away at this child!" Mr. Harianto said he gave a warning to Rio.

...EXPLANATION!...

(Spinang Temple is a midrib on pinang leaves are wide-shaped and can be shaped like a boat. While the rice is the rice that is shaken. Just like popcorn)

"Weight is also the condition sir. If the white chicken is Kinantan, it is easy to get. But black chicken overall is very difficult. Where am I going to look?" Said Rio scratching his head.

"Actually there is much more you have to provide. But it's not mandatory. What I said earlier was an absolute condition. If you can't provide it, then forget it!"

"I'll try sir!" Rio's promise to Mr. Harianto.

"good. At the very least, Thursday afternoon all the conditions were in place. It is like a khurafat. But you know the people first. If they want to practice, they are not just training the output. But also training the inside. That's why most people used to always side by side with perewangan. Otherwise, everything learned is external only. But it's empty inside,"

"Good sir. Then I'll go home first. Go Namora!" Bring Rio.

After greeting Mr. Harianto earlier, the two men immediately came out of the Rio work room to the Toyota hardtop car to drive Namora back home.

"Namorah. What you heard just now, don't let you tell anyone. Understood?" Rio said warned.

"Why Uncle?" Namora Fuck. Always wanted to know.

"It can't be told to anyone. It's enough to be the secret of the three of us. If Grandpa Harianto knows, you know the consequences,"

"Yes Uncle. Namora promised not to tell anyone!" Firmly the boy obeyed the warning from Rio earlier.

"Good boy!" Praise Rio stroking Namora's reddish hair.

Seriate...