Swordsman Without Friends
The suffering of a mother.
A new mound of tomb has been seen, located not far from the river bank and somewhat sheltered under a tree Sukun. even though Pranacitra did not have time to know who the handsome young man was eighteen years old but he could think that this person also had a dispute with the 'Demon Gate' party just like him.
After all he had promised to do a message from her. fulfilling the last request of the dead was an obligation. after praying just for the peace of the young man's spirit in the grave and making sure the surrounding area is safe, Pranacitra passed away leaving it.
The five-pointed disciple youth from the black stream walked staggering down the stream. even though he had never passed this place before but he knew that soon it would arrive at a meeting with other larger streams before heading to the estuary. sepenanak rice then the river the sound of the swift currents of a large river was already heard in his ears.
That is one part of the flow of the Brantas river. After determining the direction, Pranacitra quickly flashed above the rocky bulge of the river. At a distance of one hundred steps before the meeting between the two river currents, his body flashed to the left. by using the science of lightening the body of 'Host Shadow' he easily broke through the greatness of the forest.
It is not surprising that in a short time the distance of a thousand steps has been exceeded by him. once jumped over a solid rock bulge as big as an elephant, he arrived at a hut protected by a shrub of trees.just about to step, he was, from inside the hut had already flashed out a shadow. ''Stop stepping. Name who you are.!''
From his rapid movements indicates that the person has a science of magic is quite high, but when setting his feet to the ground, looks rada limb and trembling signs that he is injured in the. do not want to occur misunderstanding, Pranacitra chose to obey only. stood still ten steps away from the front of the person who was apparently a half-aged woman. when viewed from the same green pants white clothes, it can be ascertained that this person is a group with the late handsome young man.
''Tell me who you are and what needs.How can you come here.?'' the bully of the woman who felt suspicious as she pulled out a thin sword from behind her back. ''This place is in the middle of the wilderness, anyone can get here.I don't think you need to know who I am. Frankly, I came here at someone's request..''
''He is a young man of seven or eighteen years and looks handsome.although I did not know his name but from the same color of clothing as you can be sure that you are a class with him..'' pranacitra answered.His sharp ears can hear the sound of heavy breathing from inside the hut.
''It looks like there is someone else inside your hut.if I'm not mistaken he's also being hurt inside like you.Maybe even., it's getting worse.'' he continued staring at the hut. ''Kaa., you quickly tell me who you are and where that young man you were referring to was.!'' snapped the half-old woman whose hair had turned slightly gray in some parts. Obviously this person felt very aghast as well as curious.
Pranacitra silently pensively before answering. ''Unfortunately, whatever your relationship with him, I am sorry that the young man has died.I myself buried his body.'' upon hearing the words of the man in front of him, the woman also receded. he almost fell unconscious if not supported by his sword. ''Tii., no, that can't be. a., an., my son, daughter, my son Prameswara can't die. You must be lying. or you can be, you're the one who hurt him.!'' roaring.
With tears of sadness, the woman who was apparently the mother of the young man named Prameswara was slumped forward.His thin sword flashed slashing and stabbing. once he attacks he releases five vicious stabs full of murderous lust. For a mother, losing her child is an incredible suffering. so it is not surprising that this attack is no different from soul fighting without caring about his safety.
For the limp even though the sword style is very ferocious but not a difficult problem to break it. even so Pranacitra prefers to avoid continuously.by using the science of 'The Strange Way of the Undead Life' all the attacks of the opponent's sword can he avoid easily.caci maki hatred mixed with cries of sadness continues to spray from the woman's mouth.until in the end she complained loudly. after coughing bloody, the, this woman's body fell down. before fainting she still had time to see limping footsteps from her opponent approaching and then carrying her body.
When she woke up the woman realized that she was in the hut and lying on her own bed.whether since when in her hand was clutched by a small pot of clay. the lid was gagged with pieces of wood wrapped in white cloth. with a trembling body he tried to get up but failed. eventually he could only sit leaning back while opening the pot cover. the scented aroma and medicinal herbs smelled instantly.
The half-aged woman could no longer endure the cries of sadness mixed with excitement when she saw ten bluish-white medicinal grains inside. although not entirely clear but he can think that this pot of medicine is the result of the efforts of his son Prameswara with a life bet, although reluctant to admit but deep down, his heart, the mother had realized that her son was very likely dead.
Suddenly he felt surprised and confused.it has been more than a month he was injured deeply and needed a rare medicine for healing. therefore the son was determined to find the medicinal herb even though he might have to face the strongest black flow party Gapura Demons who hunted them, even though the medicine had been obtained but clearly had not been taken.
Surprisingly at this time even though his body was still very weak but clearly his internal wounds had mostly healed, his breathing was also smooth blood flow. ''Means there is only one possibility, someone has helped me. Aah., do-don't the young man.''the inner half-old woman gasped.quickly she turned to her side.just across there, right across there, only five steps apart in the corner of the hut was another wooden bed.
Even if he could only see his back but the woman could confirm that the person standing behind him in front of the bed must be a strange young man who had fought with him in the meantime., he said., pranacitra's eyes seemed to be amazed by the figure of the body and the face of a thin and pale young girl who was lying there.
The girl may be fourteen or five dozen years old, younger than Srianah or Rinai, two of the youngest girls among the women of her close friends. when it comes to facial beauty, no one is able to surpass Cahya Intan Maharani, the 'Skull-Faced Girl'.
If it is a matter of protection, there is no girl who wants him to protect other than Srianah. because anyone who dares to tease the sweet girl who is now a master of the herb, he must be mercilessly slaughtered. likewise, the most often disagree and then quarrel with him while withdrawing, of course, the Praji Seruni.
Although Rinai, Jingga Rani, Nyi Rondo Kuning or Retno Item also have their own charms but they will all be missed when compared to the pale thin girl who is lying sick on this reot bed. the girl though not as beautiful as Cahya Intan Maharani is also less attractive than Puji Seruni or not as pure as Srianah but still very stunning.
The pale girl's body was covered in a blanket of cloth from her chest to her knees to her shoulders and white calves. unknowingly the limp's hands rubbed the dense black hair and the girl's slightly sweaty forehead.one thin smile flanked by Pranacitra. In his heart he was inward, ''Aish., is it possible that right now I am in love.?''
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