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The cold caressed the West gate. Bringing with them the grains of dew to all corners of the valley. A pair of owl eyes peeked out from the pine tree. His gaze sharply watched the movements of the dozens of human children surrounding a girl lying helplessly.
The cold of the night could not rinse the hearts of hot young men. Their faces were tense judging a young man who had different options with them.
“He claimed to be born of a knight's father, that's a lie!” gonde said in a high voice.
His right hand is ruffled. His chest sank following the roar of his breath. The left hand repeatedly pointed at Jayengrana or now called Blokpentes.
His eyes glared fiercely. Then with a soft tone said, “This man is only a descendant of beggars!”
Riangse interrupted Gonde's speech. He was impatient, wanting to know the reason Supreme Master Raden Aryadi appointed Blokpentes as their leader.
“If indeed Jayengrana, uh, I mean Blokpentes, not as we have heard all this time, why the Supreme Master appointed him as our leader. Is Raden Aryadi that easy to fool?”
Gonde laughed out loud. Seeing the innocence of his comrades tricked Blokpentes. “Actually this is not about who is being wronged, but a lie that the Village Chief and Supreme Master Raden Aryadi wanted,” he said after his laughter subsided.
All the students in college were shocked. Hearing the Village Chief and the Head of the College getting involved in the village lie.
“Cautiously talk. The allegations are very serious,” Riangse warned.
But Gonde doesn't care. His shoulders shook again laughing at the look on the faces of his panicked comrades.
“Still remember you guys, the story of the man who was put to death first time in this village?” tanyanya.
“The beggar who stole,” muttered one of them.
“Betul. Exactly right. There used to be beggars in this village. His life relied on the compassion of others. Once upon a time beggars desperate to steal in Bencingah Village. His actions were discovered and the beggar was punished severely for his stupidity and stupidity. He was hanged!”
The story of the beggar who was hanged is not foreign. When they were young, their parents often told the story over and over again at bedtime.
No parent wants their child to become a thief. Moreover, his life ended at the gallows. So the story was repeated so that his son would stay away from the disgraceful act.
“As a last request before being hanged, beggar begs his son to be looked after by the village. The plea was granted but his wife and son had to leave the village for a decade to pay for his father's stupidity. Later, a boy named Blokpentes grew up and returned to this village with the name Jayengrana. Hiding the name given by his father who is a beggar and a thief!” gonde's tone of voice swooped sharply down the recesses of Blokpentes' heart.
“Is that true?” riangse asked as he turned his face to Blokpentes.
There's no answer. The head of Blokpentes was still bowed to the ground.
“Didn't you realize from the beginning Blokpentes showed evidence of not being worthy to be our leader?” gonde said again.
“You mean?” ask the others.
“Blokpentes has actually shown an inability to be a leader. Try to remember again when the monster hunted all of us, instead of fighting and showing greatness as the leader of the army, he even ran the ridge,”
Students buzzing. They have not seen at all the power of Blokpentes so worthy of being the leader of the group.
Until one of them said, “But didn't he manage to make a suitable strategy against the monster?”
Gonde raised his head. Looking for the face of the young man who tried to give a defense to Blokpentes.
“What's the pride of winning with the paddy rat style? We're set to appear drowned in a hole like a boy's snot. Then all cheered cheerfully, as if having defeated monsters through a knight fight, whereas monsters were just exhausted!”
No one's saying. They were compact silent, waiting for Gonde's next words.
“The strategy worked just by chance. Luckily, there are plenty of pitfalls for hunters. What if this hole doesn't exist, can we win? He's just a big-mouthed young man,” he said.
Then with his chest puffed up, Gonde walked over to Blokpentes. Exactly three steps away, he stopped and then tracked his waist, while making a loud voice, “ He said he had the science of Melebu Bumi, if you think, why is it not used? He can easily defeat monsters by pulling them into the bowels of the earth!”
“Then what is the reason Supreme Master Aryadi appointed him as the leader?” ask others still curious.
Gonde glanced cynically at Blokpentes' face. “Blokpentes was appointed as the leader of this group, only because Supreme Master Aryadi considered him a human being overwhelmed with luck. That'sthat's all. Not because of the reason he has high intelligence or science!”
Bolo stepped slowly closer to Blokpentes nervously. He still does not believe Gonde's words. Then in a stammered voice, asked Blokpentes.
Blokpentes did not answer. He turns his face to Bolo who hopes Gonde's words lie all. “You can't pay the five pieces of debt. But tell me what Gonde said was all a lie,” Bolo said. He did not accept, the truth came from Gonde.
Once again, Blokpentes turned his face to Bolo. Highlight the eyes of the round-bodied young man still implied the hope of still believing in Blokpentes.
“Your voice seems to dislike me revealing the truth,” asked Gonde, annoyed at Bolo.
Bolo bent his face down. He was afraid to argue with Gonde. The man's face grimaced, making his knees tremble.
“Which side do you stand on, this liar or my side?” ask Gonde sharply again.
Bolo did not answer. But nervously he stepped behind Blokpentes in response to where he was at the moment.
Gonde's blood goes up to the crown. After squeezing his fingers, he prepared to step closer to Bolo. But Blokpentes blocked his steps with his right hand raised to the side.
“My father is a knight and I can use the science of Earth Melebu,” lirihnya.
Gonde stopped the move. He was interested in Blokpentes. Then cynically said, “Show us,” challenge.
Bolo poked his head near Blokpentes' ear. Then in a whispering voice, “Don't lie anymore. I'm going with you. Please don't make me battered,”
Blokpentes looked up at Bolo's panicked face. Then looked back at Gonde who stood three steps ahead of him.
“Let's bet,” Blokpentes said. His eyes were squinted and his chest was upheld. The advance radiates great confidence in being able to win bets.
“If I can't Dust the Earth, all of you, can beat me as much,” Blokpentes said. Then with a confident gaze will win the bet, he asked Gonde, “But if I can get into the Earth, what is the prize for me?”
Gonde was nervous to see Blokpentes' change of face. But he humiliated her in front of his other colleagues. Now he must prove his accusation.
“Hmm... At most he is just a bluff,” whispers in the heart.. But then his face turned doubtful again. “What if he really has learned the science? Fuck, it's like gambling,” suck.
As Gonde was busy weighing in, Blokpentes walked cheerfully closer to the other comrades. As if he had won a bet, he clashed hands, to embrace, even cuddle.
His action was greeted cheerfully by the other students. The situation turned around, the youths, supporting the Blokpentes proved his worthiness.
“Alright, if you can Dust the Earth, you can slap me,” he said in a heavy voice.
“What, just a slap to pay for a rare science show?” Blokpentes sneered, then turned to his other colleagues while looking for support. “The Earth's Smoggy Science belongs to only two people on this earth, Raden Jayengrana and Raden Umar Maye. That, too, is only in the story of the puppet. But I'll show you for real!”
“Thickness said Blokpentes. You should at least dare to keep up with his offer,”, Riangse told Gonde.
“Then what do you want?” asked Gonde, this time it was a nervous turn.
“I want, you, your father, your mother, your grandmother, your grandfather, to be beaten by all of us. In the square, in broad daylight. Until they are ashamed to have a child or offspring like you. Damaging the dignity and dignity of the family to seven generations!!!”
When saying that wish Blokpentes until thrashing. He got carried away, betting with Gonde. Fortunately some of his colleagues were quick to hold his body so as not to lose control.
Gonde got mental. The spirit of Blokpentes frenzied betting made him doubt the belief that was spoken earlier. “Don't he have already studied that science in someone,” his inner self.
“Gonde, do you dare or not?” ask one of them.
Gonde. His face was red, ashamed. But he was really scared of asserting that crazy bet.
“Or put it this way,” Blokpentes attempts to melt the atmosphere. “How about we change the bet?”
“What is the importance of betting?” ask the other students.
“Actually this is up to Gonde,” Blokpentes glanced silently at Gonde's lethargic expression. “If you want to bet Melebu Bumi, my request is like that. Unable to bargain. But if you change bets, of course there is a condition that you must forget the plan to kill this girl,”
“What bet?” ask Gonde interested. Blokpentes say something like giving a fresh breeze to cover up his embarrassment.
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