Sibungsu (Samurai stabbed)
Responsibilities of eraito

For a while the Bungsu was forced to roll by imitating the squirrel jump. For a while it seemed that he was reminded again of his last fight on Mount Sago against my two love. Yeah, why didn't he just hold up straight while closing his eyes? Couldn't he rely on his sharp hearing.

If he keeps dodging this, his energy will run out. The move will be slow. And if that was the case then the opportunity to fend off the attack was no longer there either. Now he has to change tactics. This Babah seems to be a tough Chinese fighter.

His premonition that suspected Babah when he first entered was true. The Babah was not only a high-level silat, but also a very dangerous spy.

The Bungsu rolled away. When he managed to get away from Babah he stood up and closed his eyes. He heard the hunting breath and the sound of giggling behind him. Then step shift. Still in a state of closing his eyes, and still in a state of feeling the pain of his torn ears, his forehead wound hit by the dice of the Babah, and thighs pierced by a knife, he swung his veil backward. The Baribeh and Juling who were behind him, who wanted to shift upright from behind the youngster, were suddenly suffocated. His clothes were ripped in the hands of the samurai Bungsu. He stood still and retreated to the wall.

"You don't deserve to live Baribeh. Other than gamblers, you betrayed your country. Such a person as you is unworthy of claiming to be a Minangkabau child. That is why you are not worthy to live in this land!".

The voice of the Bungsu echoed slowly. But his tone sent a very frightening bite into the heart of Baribeh and Juling. The young man spoke with his eyes still clenched. He had to divide his senses between watching Baribeh and Juling with the movements of the fat Babah.

"Yiy .. yes! Right yeah. I am not worthy to live in this country. So please let me go. I will leave this land .." the Baribeh said pleading stammer.

It sounded like ripples coming from Bungsu's mouth."Hee. Will you leave Baribeh?"

"Yes. Yep. But said waang I deserve to live in this country. I'll go all the way. Jauuuh once .."

"Life is a very noble thing for you to put in the sin of Baribeh. You have no right to live….."

Baribeh was shocked and almost fell down to hear this young man. But he tried to stay calm. Although his body was shivering and his pants were wet, he spoke up again:

"Tet .. uh, but who determines that I have no right to live?"

"I!"

"Te .. uh. But you are not God!"

"Don't carry the name of God in your filthy life!"

After talking he turned around. He must act quickly, for Babah is a great danger he must face. As soon as he turned around, Baribeh and Juling's body wriggled around eaten by his samurai. Their chests split and spouted blood. Two traitors working for a Chinese man spying on his country are dead. Died at the hands of the young people they once wanted.

Now the Bungsu just focus his attention on the fat Babah. But then outside there was a cry in Japanese.. Campaign! Yes, Kempetai has surrounded the house. Kempetai had apparently been alerted by a spy on duty outside.

As soon as he heard the screeches, he immediately went to the Kempetai post. Now the Japanese Military Police came with a force of forty people. The Bungsu thought fast. He's sworn to kill Babah this bastard spy. Otherwise more disasters will be inflicted by this man on his country. He now stood his back against Baribeh's wall and corpse. On his right side, there was a front door. He glanced at the large door with a locking beam from the beam. This house is a strong model of ancient Chinese houses.

With a quick move he smashed the door shut. Then he flung his crossbar down and locked the door from the thick board. At that moment, Babah attacked him from behind. Babah's knife stuck in his shoulder. Almost about the heart. But gritting his teeth, this young man jumped up and threw his samurai behind him. He felt his samurai about something. Then he jerked the samurai back. Then rotating. Outside, Kempetai shouted and banged on the door. The Bungsu splashed his samurais. The fat Babah who had pierced his chest, tried to fend off with the short knife. But his hand broke up to the wrist. She's suffocating.

"I killed you a cursed spy!!" hiss the Bungsu while again blabbing his samurai.

The Babah tried to retreat, his pontong hand raised like it was going to deflect. His hand was eaten by samurai. Breaking up the elbow, Babah was for the second time strangled. Women have since vanished through the back door.

Babah it hoyong. Samurai the Bungsu is working again. Babah's leg broke at the knee limit. Now Babah is falling. The Bungsu fulfilled his vow not long ago. That he'll smash this Chinese distended stomach for his betrayal. Six times his samurai worked. Make the stomach of the Chinese Babah torn like a buffalo stomach after being ironed at the slaughter house. Blood spurting. The body of the Bungsu himself was filled with blood.

His blood and Babah's blood! The camper outside started shooting at the door. But with their long beds, the solid door was still unable to be broken down. Bullet bedil they are only able to penetrate a little bit of the door board, but not translucent. Babah was indeed making his house as a fortress. He was very worried that one day his secret as a Dutch spy and a Japanese spy was known to people. Therefore, he built his house as a difficult post to penetrate. Who would have thought, today he alone brought his killer in. And he was killed in the fort he built. While the person who wanted to help him was locked outside. It was blocked by a very strong big door.

In the room there are still two Japanese officers friends Ichi who first played gambling earlier. They did come there at Babah's request. The Babah reported that a spy was arrested. But now, seeing the hand-eating of the man called the spy, their bodies became paralyzed. They seem powerless to move.

It turns out that not all Japanese officers are steel-hearted. They are also ordinary humans. Some are steel-hearted, some are hearted like jangek crackers[1], very fragile. They actually have a lot of opportunities to attack. They can pull out a gun or pick up a bedil located on the floor. And shoot him when the young man fights the Babah. But they are like being bewitched. Silence is not wrinkled. Two things cause them to. First the fear of seeing the young man lunge. Very fast and very terrible. And the second was their feeling of amazement.

The young man approached them. One of the men pulled out a gun with shivering hands. Samurai the Bungsu is working. Both of them collapsed without being able to fight back.

The house is filled with blood. Body fragments appear to lie here and there. This is really a wreck! The Bungsu can do nothing more than that. He was faced with two choices. Killed or killed. So he chose the second. No matter how evil a murder may be, it is far better to live as a murderer than to die as a murdered one. What else if the one who was killed was the enemy of the nation! Quite a long time passed when the big door was successfully broken by Kempetai. That is after bringing a reok truck to hit the door until it broke. Once broken, Kempetai jumped in. Once inside, they exclaimed in shock. Their nape feathers goosebumps when they see the rest of the slaughter that occurred in the house.

They immediately checked the corner violet set of the house. Looking for a young boy who was reported to be a spy who got into a trap in this house. But the youngest vanished somewhere. They checked all the rooms. Including the room of six women who lived in the house. Including the room of the Amoy as the son of Babah who was only seventeen years old. But the Bungsu doesn't exist. And all those women really didn't know where the young man was going. He vanished like a ghost in the moonlight.

The Japanese army chief in Payakumbuh Major Sin Ici Eraito gathered all the women in the house, including all the soldiers who raided the house. They were ordered to keep their mouths shut. No one can talk about this. It was also ordered that any deaths of Japanese soldiers in attacks or fights with the indigenous population should be cleared up. Don't run outside. Because if the news leaked out then there are two things that endanger the position of the Japanese army. First, the indigenous people, namely the Indonesian people who have intended to fight the Japanese, will increase their enthusiasm. Because it turns out there are people who are able to kill the feared Japanese soldier. And this could accelerate the emergence of anti-Japanese rebellion in Minangkabau. The second is about prestige. The Japanese army would certainly be embarrassed if word got out that the army of the emperor Tenno Heika from the famous land of the Rising Sun died at the hands of the natives. Especially if news breaks, that the Japanese soldier was actually killed by a Samurai. Unimaginable stirrings that will arise.

As the supreme commander in charge of Payakumbuh and its environs, Major Eraito did not risk being punished by Colonel Fujiyama for the successive deaths of his officers. He's trying to cover this up to not leak up. Because at that time the famous punishment among Japanese officers was the punishment of Harakiri. Any officer or soldier judged to be a total failure, to him given "honor" for suicide. He didn't want that to happen. That is why he ordered to shut down the news of the massacre as much as possible.

The soldiers and the women who were ordered to keep their mouths shut were doing their duty well. Because if they divulge secrets, they will be faced with a firing squad. They knew that everyone around them could be turned into a Kempetai spy. They can't trust anyone. Both Chinese and Malay. They could be Japanese spies. The fat Babah and Baribeh and Juling are clear examples of that. How China and Minang's own children are willing to become spies for the invaders of his country.

For a while, the Bungsu is safe. At least not so many Japanese soldiers know, that there is currently a Minang child who roams with a deadly samurai in his hands. Who killed dozens of Japanese soldiers this year.

But the actions of Major Sin Ichi Eraito, the commander of the Japanese army in Payakumbuh, who hid the death of his men to Colonel Fujiyama in Bukittinggi, the Supreme Commander of the Japanese Army in Sumatra only lasted a few months.

The discovery of the death began with letters of duty from the Japanese Army Headquarters in Bukittinggi. There were some officers who were pulled to Bukittinggi from Payakumbuh. Well among those drawn there are dead at the hands of the Bungsu. It would still be covered by mentioning that the officer was seriously ill, and was being treated. A few days later it was reported that the officer died of his illness.

Yep. For a while the event was not smelled. But then there was another order for promotion for two officers. And the two officers were required to report to the Headquarters in Bukittinggi. Again Eraito gave an answer that the two officers were sick. Suspicions began to arise at the Headquarters. Eraito asked for a week to take care of the officer, then sent him for a promotion ceremony in Bukittinggi.

Eraito hoped that a week would be enough for him for the reason that the two officers died in treatment. And his death from drinking poison before going to the hospital. Burial as usual can be done alone without the presence of Colonel Fujiyama. Because it is common to die very much in battle like the years in the raging world war II.

That is the hope of Eraito. Colonel Fujiyama hasn't kissed this stratagem. But undersecret Intelligence Officer Fujiyama smells something wrong in Eraito's report. That Intelligence officer was Chu Sha (Lieutenant Colonel) Fugirawa. This Chu Sha secretly sent two of his Intelligence men to Payakumbuh on the day of the Eraito report.

The two spies headed straight for the hospital. Checking the patient list. They did not find the names of the two officers there. They then inspected the headquarters and rosters on command posts throughout Luhak 50 City. It turned out that the names of the two officers, and several other names, including several Kempetai warriors, had vanished. Both intelligence agencies stopped their investigation. Go straight to Bukittinggi and report to Chu Sha Fugirawa. The Chief Intelligence Lieutenant Colonel gave Fujiyama a report and analysis of the staff. Fujiyama immediately smelled something wrong in Eraito's report. He wrote a letter to Eraito, so that he would immediately come to report to the Headquarters. He had to come with the two officers he reported ill. When both of them are dead, then he must come with his corpse.

Eraito received the letter. What's he supposed to do? The two officers had died a few months ago in a brothel in Lawang. Dead by a samurai unknown. Will he come to Bukittinggi by first digging the graves of the two officers and carrying their rotten bodies? Finally he opened the second parcel sent by Colonel Fujiyama. The package is yellow. Inside there is a long object of two jengkal wrapped in a Japanese flag with a picture of the sun. He opened the flag.

The two-pointed thing was exactly what he had expected, a short samurai! He nodded at the three Captains who were carrying the warrant. The three Captains saluted him. Eraito wrapped the flag around his head. Then salute towards the rising sun. The Tenno Haika Emperor. Then he sat on his knees on the floor. The three Captains sent from Bukit Tinggi also knelt down.

"Tai-I Sambu .. " Eraito called. The one called, a Tai-I (Captain) came in saluting. He was surprised to see the four people kneeling. When his eyes were on the flag wrapped around his commander-in-chief, then on the samurai in front of Eraito, the Captain was immediately aware of what was to come. He nodded in respect. He sat in front of his commander.

"After my task is completed, leave the entire death case file to them .." Eraito says.

"Hi ..!!" the officer nodded deeply.

Then Eraito took the samurai. Open it. His mouth is kamit. Then he threw the samurai out of his stomach. With the pressure of a strong, sharp samurai, he iriskan left. Blood gritting. He was still kneeling with breath. Then fall. His head cracked the floor. He was like a Muslim who prostrated himself. And this officer died in that state. He has performed Seppuku, which is also called Harakiri.

Immediately after his death, the captain of his deputy submitted the death file report of the officers to the three Captains of the Fujiyama Emissary. The file on it covers it. No one has the right to read it, except Colonel Fujiyama. Even Lieutenant Colonel Fugirawa himself, despite his position as Chief of Intelligence, still has no right to read the report. The file was taken to Bukittinggi. Fujiyama read it carefully. The report, among others, contains:

"There was a Minang boy who roamed around with a deathly samurai in his hands. This young man was out of nowhere to learn samurai, his samurai science though ngawur, but very high. It is suspected that he is looking for someone to take revenge for his family. Perhaps what he was looking for was Tai-I Saburo, who used to serve as Cho (Platoon Commander) Kempetai in Payakumbuh. Saburo is famous for being too ferocious in Payakumbuh. That is why he was proposed to move from this small town. Some are demanding revenge for his cruelty. It is suspected that more than twenty Japanese soldiers, officers and soldiers, had died eaten by the samurai Minang's son. But this secret is firmly held, the investigation continues. Efforts to find and bend young people who reportedly named the Bungsu (the smallest child) from Situjuh Village Lawang laweh was still pursued strictly. But until now the young man had never met. He vanished like an eagle flying into the sky. Hopefully with the blessing of Tenno Haika, for the sake of his glory, the young man can soon be arrested."

Thus the sound and the end of the report Major Eraito who is domiciled as Bu Tei Cho (Commander of Battalion) Japanese army in Payakumbuh. In the report were attached the names of the alleged dead at the hands of the Bungsu. Colonel Fujuyama took a breath and closed the report. Eraito has done his job well. Close the secret tightly. But he did have to die, because at the top of his own nose many of his men died. Death is not in battle. The punishment for his commanding officer was a gunshot or Harakiri. Eraito chose the second one.

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[1] jangek crackers \=skin crackers