
Not far from Sukaraja village, precisely in the cassava garden bordering the tea garden. There is a young man whose life is always mended misfortune, because just now he was tortured and then tied up in a jackfruit tree. the man looked unconscious, because he got a very hard blow from his enemy.The man seemed to be silent at all.So that makes anyone who saw his heart will be sad, sad, How not to be sad to see the condition of his clothes filled with tears, his body looks dirty and dirty, his face pale like a human being thrown into a garbage can.
But even so, Eman seemed to have a power that is not owned by others, even though he had been tortured all out not to lose his life, he only experienced unconsciousness, he was unconscious, so that over time he was awakened by a small breeze, like someone whispering his consciousness that had disappeared.
With her body slowly moving slightly, her eyes slowly opened, meaning she wanted to get up. But she felt shocked because her whole body was hard to move because she was tied up by Jana. His eyes scanned the surrounding area, glancing to the right side glancing to the left side, saw trees growing towering, leaves were moving about being blown by the breeze.
Pluck up!
One dry leaf fell on his chest, making Eman seem to take a deep breath, then as usual he spoke to himself.
"Well, where am I and where is Neng Ranti?" The more conscious Eman murmured, the more he remembered Ranti. shattering the heart that was in the chest, so he began to regain consciousness, remembering what happened to him. Before he fainted, he had fought with a young man, but unfortunately he was aging so he had to accept defeat.
"Where did the brash go....., If I don't fall unconscious, maybe his body has been cut into pieces, let him Jera....!" eman said While trying to shake his body again hoping the strap is released, but rather than the bond is released that there is a hand pain, the bones sound interested so that it makes a sound kmeretek, making Eman was silent again, accept everything that happens to him.
The delusion began to fly back to think of Ranti, in her shadow was clearly drawn must have Ranti brought by the person who had tortured her, making Eman's teeth tighten to make a sound, her eyes reddened and perfectly rounded, his lips were bitten slightly indicating his lust had peaked.
"Nonsolent, cunning base, shit4n, you mean shit.....! Watch out if we meet again, there will be no apologies I will kill you immediately," muttered Eman's heart while arranging the breath that was seen hunting the cold sweat began to pour out, driven by the anger that has filled the chest, the lust that cannot come out, the lust that cannot be ventured, the lust that fills the entire niche of the heart, fills the entire chest.
The afternoon sun was getting higher and higher, although it was blocked by towering trees, but it could not resist the sunlight to shine on Eman's face. making the young man's body feel warm, and the sun was still not there, plus glare. Eman closed his eyes, while thinking about making sense, looking for a way to break away from the bond.
Birds were heard chirping from the top of the trees, as well as the squirrels running around the branches. Some make a sound like they are laughing at Eman, telling each other to talk to other squirrels.
When closing your eyes, you hear the voice of the person who is singing from the top, with singing as he remembers, not fixated on the title or lyrics. But even so, his singing is understandable to Eman, that the person is meeting with pleasure, because if he is in trouble where might the person be able to sing.
Eman was aghast when he heard people.His eyes seemed to move left and right, his ears were fixed so he could hear the clear sound of the singing
"Why others can be happy, Why is my life always miserable.if life is only to swim in sadness, meningan I prefer to survive alone." said Eman while writhing, while wriggling, but still he could not move more, because the bond was very strong.
Pluck up!
There was the sound of a small stone falling, probably kicked by the person so that it fell towards the valley.
Bret down! bret! bret! crookedness.
Bret down! bret! bret! crookedness.
There was the sound of grass in Arit rumbling together with the sound of singing, accompanied by the sound of wind that hit the leaves.
Eman was happy, at first glance he found the idea.he quickly moaned in pain, even ending with a cry for help, after several times asking for help the voice of the person who sang was silent at once, even silent, even the sound of Arit slashing the grass fell silent, like he was focusing his hearing, making sure the person who was moaning in pain.
Eman understood very well, immediately he asked for help again with a cry louder than that earlier, making his cry more clearly heard, so that the scream was heard, shortly after that the sound of the figure of a running person came closer to him, mixed with the sound of footrests hitting the ground.
After arriving, it was seen that the person who came was a stocky young man, his face was very clean, but his clothes were simple. Wearing a hat made of Pandan leaves that had been Rawing, he said, his hand held Arit who looked extremely sharp.
"Thank you for coming, help me...! help,...!" please....!" pinta Eman while continuing to look towards the Youth, maybe his age is below Eman, only his body looks bigger.
"Why is Akang tied up like this?" the young man replied, asking back Eman's gaze, but he didn't seem to be helping, like a person with a lot of consideration.
"Jang Akang was tormented, earlier Akang was beaten, on a slap, thumped using firewood, tortured in a saung, crushed in a furnace. See Akang's clothes and head full of burning ash, and, like someone who wants to be pushed. Akang is a difficult person and is filled with misery, even though Akang's mistakes are few, but consequently must receive torture until like this. please Akang Ujang, because Akang wants to survive, wants to be free. most importantly I want to carry out tasks that must accompany the younger brother, who is also experiencing difficulties," said Eman who looks compassionate.
"Awhile....! What is the sin of Akang to be tortured like this, and who is the one who can torture Akang." replied the young man who was increasingly curious, he still did not stand up, did not rush to help, he said, because he was afraid to go into proverbs to help a dog that was being pinched.