Swordsman Without Friends
The secret of the forbidden room.

Even though the time had moved in midday but the atmosphere was gloomy.at that time Pranacitra arrived at a crossroads.he looked up to the sky that began to close cloudy. the sound of thunder boomed a sign of rain.Some pedestrians were seen rushing quickly to the intersection of the right road because from a distance there was a village at the end there.

The other road would have been through to a forest edge. Pranacitra was actually about to walk through the forest, but the rain that would come down made him delay his destination.by stepping on this limp was following the pedestrians who had far left him towards the village.

Actually it was very easy for Pranacitra to get to the village quickly.With his magic knowledge is very high he can enter the village just by flashing once. but this young man did not want to be the attention of others.

''A little bit of rain I think it's also okay.just think of it instead of a morning shower that I haven't had time to do today.'' he murmured.at the same time the raindrops started to fall from up there. some people who run around have seen the limp full of pity and sympathy or can also be insulting.

Half of the limp's body had already begun to get soaked in the rain, when a chariot pulled by two cows passed beside him. ''Go to my sword, young man, rain water is not good for your health..''

Pranacitra turned his head, a pedati coachman who may be a grass finder or cattle herder offered him to climb on a pedati train whose walls are made of bamboo slats and woven leaves on the roof. while saying thank you the young man jumped up into a pedati cart that was half filled with cow feed grass.

A ten-year-old boy is seen sleeping on a pile of hay, if you look at the age of the chariot driver's man who passed fifties, maybe the boy is his grandson. ''Where are you going, young man, it seems like you are also not the people around here.?'' ask the coachman while tilting his caping to the left so that his face is not swept away by the rain of wind coming from the side.

''I'm just a vagrant who likes to go around looking for life experiences.I'm from a faraway place.This brat is your grandson Ki.?'' the limpback asked as he switched the conversation.the half-aged man nodded. ''He was an orphan and his mouth was mute..''

Pranacitra was stunned, only then did his eyes see a puncture scar on the top of the throat that penetrated into the oral cavity. in addition there were some long-standing marks of sharp weapons on the child's skin. ''Who is the one who has done so cruelly to this brat and what is the reason?'' pranacitra asked, looking at Grandfather with cold eyes.

Unknowingly the old half-man was goosebumps when he saw the young man's eyes.A glance felt by him something very cruel and sinister emanated from those eyes. ''Ii., it's just a story of the past, it's all been over a long time too. ja., so there's no need for you to think about it.'' he answered stammered. for some reason he felt uneasy and horrified to be near this crippled young man.

''Sorry young man, it looks like I can only take you to the entrance of the village, we have to turn around to go home.'' said the old man stop the pedal cart. ''Flip back, where are you going, or is your house at the intersection of the road leading to the forest edge.?'' ask Pranacitra wonder.

The old man just nodded. Pranacitra even expressed his intention to go down. ''If it is allowed that I intend to take shelter in your house, do you mind.?'' without answering he turned his sword.The two white cows that were soaked were moaning before walking back.

On top of the bamboo hall in front of the porch of the hut house was already covered with sweet potatoes that were still hot and a jug of tea that was also hot because it was just lifted from the furnace. the half-old man had just introduced his name as Ki Mada was accompanying the guest of the crippled young man.

''If you don't want to introduce who you are, I also don't want to force.just., how am I supposed to call you.?'' ki Mada asked while blowing tea wedang in his bamboo glass which was still hot. ''Just call myself lame pal. You haven't answered my question, who made your grandson suffer like that.?''

Pranacitra only glanced for a moment without talking. In the not so long time all the dishes on the bamboo hall table had moved into his stomach.before laying down his sleep he still had time to urinate a little far from outside the hut. the ground in the courtyard of the bamboo hut was soaked by a shower of rain water. After blowing a small torch that illuminated the porch of the hut, the cripple laid himself on top of the hall.

Actually in addition to the boy grandson of Ki Mada, this young man was also curious about the middle-aged man.he felt that Ki Mada like hiding something.even though the night was cold and it was a bit late, he felt that Ki Mada was hiding something, but Pranacitra has not been able to close his eyes. it has been more than two weeks he parted with Puji Seruni. In his heart there began to be a little bit of a sense of kangen with the behavior of the beautiful girl who was chatty.

Suddenly the young man remembered a problem. from the story 'Angel Copet' when he was still in the secret headquarters of the group 'Maling Lightning'. ''Formerly the head of the Angel Copet once told me that long before me and the five parents who became my teachers, there were already two silat figures who entered and were able to come out from inside the 'Thousand Poison Valley..''

''The news is that both managed to get out of the valley safely and bring different results.The first person was able to improve his magic knowledge, and, but the head of one of the silat padepokan was crazy before suicide.while another one can get away with carrying a lump of gold sack, unfortunately the kingpin robbed was also eventually killed poisoning..''

''The five old men trapped inside the cave also managed to get into the valley but unfortunately they were unable to get out of there. even though these seasoned black magic frontmen have told me who the bastards have trapped them, why do I feel there are still other secrets that have not been revealed..'' the inner youth of Mount Bisma.

Unknowingly Pranacitra recalled the past few days before he came out from the cave that was within the Thousand Poison Valley. at that time three of his teachers had died after having passed down almost all of his magic and magic to the young man.of the two teachers who were left only 'Satan Grave' only the one who can still stand and talk, while the 'Grandmother of Death Stick' is only able to sit cross-legged waiting for his death.

The Devil's Grave which has the highest knowledge staggered.If not to see it for itself, Pranacitra would not believe that the black flow of dedengkot could be so weak. the successive loss of the teacher who had educated him in three years had the young man's heart torn apart, even though he had known all that would happen to the five of them.

Up ahead was a very dark and cold room.although Pranacitra knew there was a strange room in this cave, but his five teachers strictly forbade him from going in there 'The Blood Tread Beggar had once walked over his face just because he intended to see from the outside what the dark and extremely cold room contained with a lighting torch.

But now he and the Grave Devil were just five steps away from the dark and very cold room. ''Whatever you see later in the room, don't ever take a step forward unless you want to die.!'' demon Command Cold Grave.

Although curious but the young man according to the old man in gray robes took out a black stone that is commonly used to light the fireplace. with the energy in his hand, the stone in his palm let out a light of fire and then threw it into the dark and cold room that was in front of it.

Although the blazing flames from the stone were not large, but upon entering the dark and cold room, the light turned hundreds of times brighter. even the color turned golden yellow to feel very blinding to the eyes.

Along with the fire light that was still blazing from the black stone, there are hundreds or even thousands of pieces of gold jewels scattered in the room that at first glance looks quite spacious and long like a hallway, but Pranacitra also had time to see there were a lot of writing and pictures of people playing the silat moves that were out of what flow there was on the wall of the room.

''Stop your steps, you fucking limp boy. I told you not to get out of your place.!'' snapped the Devil's grave was violent.the limp still had time to feel a thump hit his neck before he finally fell down.