THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
NIGHT BEETLE SWORDSMAN

Until midnight the wedding party of Ki Lurah Rantas Madan with the son of Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung still looks lively. Guests sit in their own seats while enjoying dishes and drinks delivered by the waiters and while enjoying the gamelan game and the soft sound of Nit Upit Warda pesinden singing “Kembang Kacang.” 

The two happy brides Ning Leswani and Rana Wulung were seen sitting among the guests in the front row of seats, right on stage. Ki Lurah Rantas Madan sat beside Rana Wulung with his wife while Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung next to Ning Leswani was also with his wife. Because each married bride is the children of the two adjacent villages then by itself the atmosphere of a lively and large-scale marriage. 

It was the night of the first wedding feast and the day after tomorrow would be followed by the second and third wedding feast. By the end of the day where the cold air had poured the bones into the marrow, many guests had gone home. Some people who are still there are sleepy even many who fall asleep at will in the chair. Gamelan players under the leadership of Ageng Comal did not miss the contagion of sleepiness so that Ageng Comal stopped the game until there. 

Ki Lurah Rantas Madan and Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung with their respective wives stood up from their seats and accompanied by several others then stepped with the two brides into the big house which of course continued into the room. 

However, not to mention this group reached the stairs of the ledge of the house, from the roof suddenly flashed a human body figure, jumping onto the stage. Both of his legs trace taron (one of the sounds in the game gamelan), while both hands are ruffled waist. The distance of the roof of the house and the floor of the stage is so high but the human had jumped on the taron without causing the slightest sound. Even the taron did not move or shift. 

This person was young, somewhat thin and tall. Her hair was flowing to her shoulders. On his dashing face was imagined a savage nature, especially if he noticed his pair of eyeballs it would be even more obvious. This young man was wearing a black robe that was so long that it was interjected on the taron and stage floor. This black robe was embroidered with large yellow flowers. On the back of the cloth cover his head was planted a paper flower which was also yellow. 

Seeing the sounding device being stepped on so casually by an unknown young man, of course Ageng Comal became very angry. The leader of this gamelan artistry stepped forward while snapping. “Bolder young man! Get off that taron before I break your neck!” 

A grin on the young man's face. From his mouth exploded a laughing voice that shook and shuddered and made the ear canal like being stabbed. The laughing voice, which was preceded by the sound of Ageng Comal's snapping immediately made everyone turn away. The guests who sat dumbstruck asleep on the chair were awakened by the laughing awesomeness of the black robe and all eyes were directed at him. 

Some people who recognized the characteristics of the young man on the taron exclaimed in shock. “Night Beetle Swordsman!” 

Then the atmosphere suddenly became an uproar full of tension. The one with the weapon immediately moved the hand ready to guard against all possibilities. Ki Rantas Madan whispered to his daughter-in-law, “Rana, take your wife inside, hurry!” 

While Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung whispered also to his wife, “Wiri, quickly went inside. Bring your besan as well..” 

Rana Wulung who had indeed heard and found out who was a human with the title “The Night” Beetle Swordsman immediately held his wife's arm and guided Ning Leswani. Ki Lurah's wife Jambar Wulung and his iron followed behind them. 

Yet just as they moved one step, the young man in black robes on the taron snapped ferociously. “Who dares to leave this place means mampus!” 

Everyone who steps up stops. Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung was about to step towards the stage, his besian – Rantas Madan – held his arm and whispered, “Don't travel the violent path, Ki Lurah Jambar. Humans are highly educated and dangerous. Let me do the talking..” 

After saying so Ki Lurah Rantas Madan came to the front of the stage. He rebuked in a tone as gracious as possible. “Night Beetle Swordsman, your arrival is really unexpected. If you're here to give my blessing to my daughter and daughter-in-law, I've thanked you before.” 

He rubbed his lips with his palm. “Old man, you are a little friendlier than your besan,” said the Night Beetle Swordsman anyway. ”But know, I came here not for congratulations but instead.” 

The Night Beetle Swordsman for the umpteenth time laughed again. “I came to pick up your daughter, Ki Lurah,” she said. “He was destined to be mine!” 

Change the facial water of the crowd especially Rantas Madan, Jambar Wulung, Rana Wulung and Ning Leswani. The serene atmosphere in the cemetery. Tense gripping. 

Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung can no longer hold his heart and anger. “Satan pedestal! Quickly lift your foot from here if I don't want to break your crazy head!” 

Night Beetle Swordsman grunts. “Large mane mouth, Ki Lurah. What science do you rely on?!” snarl Bendekar Kumbang Malam. 

In response, Jambar Wulung jumped onto the stage. This man had no knowledge of the supernatural and had never studied the subject. But in the outer silat he had already explored it to the top level. Therefore it is not surprising that his movement jumped onto the stage was nimble and light. 

But the Night Beetle Swordsman watched the movement with a cynical attitude and mocking face. His sharp eyes and deep experience at a glance have seen and know that Ki Lurah Jambar Wulung only has outer silat science, has no contents. 

On the other hand, once both of his feet stepped on the floor of the stage, once Jambar Wulung flashed sent out an attack. Although the science of silatnya silat that does not have deep energy, but the attack he launched caused a heavy wind. 

“Huh, any silat picisan.to be relied upon!” ejek Pendekar Kumbang Malam. “Eat this elbow, Ki Lurah!” 

This man seemed to shift his left leg slightly and knew the sound, “ngek!” The voice came out from the mouth of Jambar Wulung. 

Ki Lurah's body slammed into a large gong at the right corner of the stage, continuing to fall down the stage with the sound device by causing a frenzied sound. So slapped on the ground Jambar Wulung did not wake up again alias fainted. Two of his ribs have been crushed in the eating elbow of the Night Beetle Swordsman. 

Seeing her father made in such a way, rose the blood of Rana Wulung. But before she moves, her in-laws – Ki Lurah Tantas Madan – quickly holds her shoulder. This old man immediately preceded about to jump onto the stage, but on the stage he saw Ageng Comal already face to face with the Night Beetle Swordsman.

“Fucking young man! Poison bug! Keep your head!” 

Ageng Comal with the use of punch gong stormed to the face. The young man who was attacked bowed his head. As soon as the gong punch rippled on it, it was quick that his left hand slid to the face. Ageng Comal who has also studied martial arts saw his attack passing, and watched the opponent's counterattack swiftly tilted the body to the left. Simultaneously his right knee was folded to meet the opponent's punch.

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