The Javanese Land Swordsman

The Javanese Land Swordsman
Something Valuable


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“Hhhuuuaaahhh..!”


“What's up, Bima?” Tanya Wira while holding the car steering wheel.


“Either why lately I have not been able to contact my relatives who are in Tulungagung.”


“Indeed where is your relatives' house?”


“What I remember is only the name of his village, namely Tenggur.”


“Steeling yes.. I seem to have heard of it.. Take a look at the villages in the Rejotangan Region on your phone!”


“Alright,” Bima also opened the internet to look for it. Until they were Tenggur Village which was in Rejotangan Subdistrict.


“There!” emphatically.


“Alright, we'll stop by there.”


“Wait..! Aren't we going to Karangrejo?”


“Kalo from Boyolangu is closer to Rejotangan anyway.. Besides more effective here, because we will still go to kediri.”


“Ah.. So yes.”


Wira smiled as if hiding something, “Bima was not aware if this car was moving opposite the sunset?”


Bima looked back, “I just realized. hhhmm?”


At that time Bima's eyes were fixed on the two women who were sleeping behind. Especially Barrel. Leaning sideways to the windshield of the car, she looks very beautiful with her long straight hair. When Laras squirms, Bima simultaneously returns to the front.


“Yah.. whatever.”


.....


Until night came, but they still did not reach their destination.


“Romo..! Is it still far?” rengek Fatim leaned his head against his front seat.


“Yesterday alone the journey is further, why now can not stand.”


“Soal..”.


Krucu... Krucu... The voice of Fatim's starving stomach.


“Ah so yes..ahaha,” not only Wira, All who are in the car laughs at it. Fatim was very embarrassed.


“Just calm Fatim, this is close by,” said Bima with a smile.


“You remember the way, Bima?” ask Wira.


“Yes, just be straight first uncle, I will tell you later when you want to turn.”


“Siap.”


A few moments later, they arrived at a house. Bima walked towards the door.


Geck.. Geck.. Geck..


“Excuse me.!”


Geck.. Geck.. Geck..


“Iya.. A moment..!” someone's voice answered from inside.


The door opened and a female figure appeared behind it. She wears a dress with floral motifs.


“Mbak Rahayu? Why can it be here.”


Hearing that, the woman lowered her gaze for a while, “preferably enter first.. Are they your friends?”


“Iya.”


“Then invite them in too.”


This Rahayu actually has no blood relation with Bima. They know because Bima's uncle married Rahayu's older sister.


Bima and the others walked into the house. House with architecture is quite magnificent when in the countryside.


“Wwaahh.. Mas Bima.!” a boy ran towards Bima. He looked a little older than Fatim.


“Yo.. Hotspot, long time no see.. Haidar!” Bima crouched down and caught the boy.


“Finally you came too mas.. Hisk..! Hisk!”


“Waduh why should cry too anyway? Where are your father and mother?”


Haidar's cry became increasingly agitated. He tried to say something, but nothing was clear.


“Hey.. Why you?” Bima held gently both shoulders of Haidar.


“They are gone,” said Rahayu in a low tone.


“A-what?”


A mysterious person came with a sharp weapon. He stabbed Haidar's parents easily. Actually Haidar himself was also there, but the man did nothing to her. The motive of the perpetrator is unknown until now.


“Therefore, now I am the babysitter of Haidar.”


“We are sorry about the incident,” Wira said softly.


“Romo.!” batim who had been holding back hunger.


“Shortly.”


“Oiya.. You haven't eaten yet, have you? I'll cook you something!”


“Eh.. Don't bother with it mbak.!” sahut Hero's.


“Already, after all you will rarely come here.”


“Let me help, mbak!” Baras offered himself.


“By.. let's come with me!”


They both walked out of the living room. There are Bima, Wira, Haidar, and also Fatim there.


“Uncle apologizes Haidar, but can you tell me more details about the person who killed your parents? Ah... just tell me the characteristics of the weapon he used?” said Wira while holding Haidar's hand.


“Cannot..! What does uncle mean.?” bima immediately approached.


“This is just a hunch... Then Haidar..! Can you tell us? But if uncomfortable, it's okay,” Wira tries to ask as gently as possible without hurting feelings.


“Delati, the thing is like a rather large dagger.”


“Can you draw it?”


Haidar picked up a piece of paper and started drawing. Then be a sharp weapon with a strange shape.


“Already expected, there is indeed a possibility.. Weapons like this, impossible to be owned by just anyone.”


“This is very similar to a gaman,” Bima also pay close attention to the picture.


Meanwhile in the kitchen, Laras and Rahayu are cooking. From hand gestures, they were quite proficient in this field.


“Hey.. Your name is Baras right?”


“Iya.”


“What do you think of Bima, Laras?”


Ohhhhh..! The sound of a knife cutting on a wooden tray.


“Once, I myself don't know.”


“Fufu..! I thought you were interested in him.”


“Neg..! Why can't you think like that?”


“Insting a woman.”


“Hhaahh.. It is true that Bima is an annoying and stubborn person, but.” for a moment Laras raised his face.


“But..”.


“He is a person who always tries with his way of belief, Bima is the type of person who can be relied upon in certain moments.”


Rahayu smiles at him, “Bima is a poor boy, hear he lost his parents as a child.”


“I also heard that from him.”


“You heard directly from him? Doesn't that mean you're close!?”


“Maybe... uh, Speaking of that, can you tell me more details about the incident? I want to know, because Bima himself said not so remember.”


“Sorry, I don't know about that.”


“I understand.”


“They seem to be hiding something..” Rahayu muttered in a sedu.


A few moments later, they both served the food that was ready. They took her to the living room, then ate with the others.


After a momentary conversation. Bima and the others decided to stay here. They took things. While Wira scatters the car in front of the house.


“Sorry, but here there are only three rooms,” Rahayu said.


“This time, let me sleep in the living room,” Wira said.


“What are you sure about?”


“Iya, Laras can sleep with Fatim, while Bima can sleep with Haidar right?”


“Thanks for understanding.”


“No, I should be thanking you here for being allowed to stay.”


The guests slept very well tonight. They have visited various places before.