THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
WUNGU BERGOLA CAN BE OPPONENT
Because it was in vain to continue his search, Nilamsuri finally decided to quickly return to the cemetery. Actually, this girl had met the person who had helped her while being gang-raped by Bergola Wungu and his men. Only Nilamsuri did not know at all that the person he met was his helper master. And who is the one who helped Nilamsuri none other than Rangga Geblik was a young man who had just come down the mountain whose attitude and appearance were so funny that everyone would suspect that he was certainly a man who less sane.
When Nilamsuri returned to the cemetery, what he met was not Bergola Wungu and his three men but Rangga Geblek!
This young man was kneeling down before a tomb whose land was almost flat and full of overgrown
rumptu-grass wild and dirty by the dry leaves.
”Where did the kunyuk-kunyuk go that was?” nilamsuri.
Curious he would be. It has not succeeded in chasing the man he hunted now four great enemies have disappeared after his pursuit. And what is the business of the slanted-brained young man who claimed to be named Rangga Geblek in this cemetery? Whose tomb was he hiding?
Then Nilamsuri wrapped around Rangga stood up from his knees. And when he looked away, Nilam saw on the face of the young man clearly reflected a deep sense of sadness.
For many strange events that were experienced until that time secretly Nilamsuri was eager to know who the existence of this long-haired young man.
The opening of the conversation by asking, ”Brother, the first time you came here did you see four men berewok?”
The shadow of sadness on the face of Rangga Geblek soon disappeared. And this young man smiled.
”You are so funny sister,” said Rangga. ”First time, by the river earlier you asked one man. If you meet the third time later, how many men will you ask me?!”
Inevitably the level of Nilamsuri became red by the speech of Rangga Geblek.
”Brother,” said, ”You who exactly?”
”Who am I, didn't I tell you back up the river? Why ask again? You don't want to tell me your own name.”
Nilamsuri. Then the conversation turned around by asking,
”Whose tomb is it?”
”You can read for yourself on a tombstone...” he replied.
Curiously, Nilamsuri stepped up and approached the tombstone of the old tomb. The headstone is made of stone. The line of sentences engraved on the cracked stone was no longer clear. But Nilam can still read it. And on the tombstone it says:
”HERE HAS BEEN BURIED
SURTI BANTAR”
Seeing the young Rangga, Nilamsuri knew that the man named Surti Bantari was not the wife of Rangga Geblek.
”Your mother...?”, she asked.
The young man nodded slowly. He recalled the description of Eyang Ratih Parwati when he was still grazed at the top of Mount Ciremai first. According to the magical woman she was
it has been preserved since it was orok. Now after a dozen years, after becoming an adult, after a long time without knowing the love of your father, then he met
there are only two tombs that are not properly maintained. The grave of his father and the grave of his mother.
”Then you are a resident here..?”.
Rangga Geblek nodded again. ”I never knew them.”
”You mean your father and mother?”
”Ya... Both met their deaths because of the savagery of someone..”.
”Killed....?”
Rangga Geblek nodded. Her eyes that usually glow funny now look haggard and both eyes were looking at the carcass of a horse whose neck was almost bent and the sword was struck by the Nilamsuri during the battle between the girl and Bergola Wungu and the childrenhis men. Rangga growled in his heart. His father's fate was no better than that of a horse!
Nilamsuri meanwhile was immersed in his own state of mind. Bergola Wungu said that his parents were killed, killed by his father Kalingundil, his own father.
Was this young man's parents his father also the one who had killed him? If true, then this young man must have come to look for business. To demand revenge as the emergence of Bergola Wungu and his men. So this man is nothing more than an enemy to him!
But to be sure then ask Nilamsuri. ”Who was the man who killed your parents, Brother?”
“Ah long story. Even if I told you you wouldn't know maybe. And again it's none of your business..”.
”Is the killer named Kalingundil?” fishing Nilamsuri with a pounding heart.
His chest was relieved when he saw Rangga Geblek shake his head.
”You yourself need what to come to this cemetery?” asked Rangga.
“Same with you. To visit my mother's grave..”.
And Nilamsuri told him what had happened to him when he was plucking grass at his mother's grave. But he did not explain why until Bergola Wungu wanted to ruin his honor and wanted to kill him!
“What a strange story about the man who has helped you is a sister,” said Rangga Geblek also by holding back the gel. “Past he's an extraordinary man.
Maybe also he's an angel...!”.
Nilamsuri. But secretly his eyes glanced at Rangga Geblek. If it was he was amazed by the look of this cool young man but because of his nosy and funny but insolent speech, it was, so now speak well in fact the young man is not a person who lacks memory.
”If you find the murderer of your parents,” asks Nilamsuri, ”will you also kill him?”
Nilamsuri remembered his bad luck that was about to befall him. Then say
this woman, ”The world is full of injustice!”
”Whatever do you mean sister?” ask Rangga geblek.
Nilamsuri opened his mouth. But quickly the mouth was recollected. It was almost revealed the secret why Bergola Wungu wanted to kill him. This girl then just shook her head.
”Later you will experience yourself maybe,”
said. ”At least see the real injustice unfolding before your eyes.”
Rangga Geblek laughed.
”Why are you laughing?” ask Nilamsuri for feeling ridiculed.
”How old are you, sister..?”
In her heart the girl thought the young man was about to start again with his own mess.
Rangga still laughed and said, ”You are still very young but you speak like an old man.”.
I don't want Nilamsuri laughing either. But laughs sullenly. Secretly his heart that was interested was now more happy with the young man.
Suddenly the two looked at each other. Distant sounds of the sound of horse legs.
”Ah.... only the sound of the legs of the horse, why surprised?” asked Rangga Geblek even though his own heart felt bad.
”Maybe, it was the cursed humans who had ganged on me!” Nilamsuri.
”Then let's quickly get out of the way!”
The sixteen-year-old girl shook her head.
”Better die than run...!”
Rangga Geblek. ”Your courage does not use the mind of sister!”, he said.
Rangga Geblek jumped to the face and pegged Nilamsuri's right shoulder. The girl collapsed in a stiff state but before falling to the ground Rangga was already carrying her. Soon the girl
run but kasip. Four horsemen had him locked up. All four are none other than Bergola Wungu and his men.
”Ha...ha.., his tribe there also kidnapped the misfortune that our prey wants kawankawan!” said Bergola Wungu.
”Tick rot!”, said Ketut Ireng. ”Let the girl down!”
”Still snot already know women!” cursing the Yellow Pitala, the jerky-eyed Bergola Wungu's men. ”Come put the girl down fast!”
Slowly Rangga Geblek lowered Nilamsuri's body. He saw the four berewok man for a moment.
”Our brothers don't know each other, why speak cursing so?!”
”Gobble boy! Accept this!”, snapped Ketut Ireng use his right leg to kick the young man's chest.
”Buuk”!!
Ketut Ireng's right foot landed on Rangga Geblek's chest. Not as much as the body of the swordsman from Mount Ciremai is moving.
Instead from Ketut Ireng's mouth sounded a howl in pain as high as the sky!
The kick that Ketut Ireng launched only used brute force or external energy because he did not suspect who the long-haired young man was. And the result of that kick was to befall himself. His right leg up to the calf looks to be bloated and blackish. Ketut Ireng bowed on the horse's back
and howling in pain.
Kaget Bergola Wungu and the other two people are not as if.
”Sreet”!!
This leader immediately pulled out his long machete.
Seta Inging unplug his weapon in the form of a muddy while the Yellow Pitala remove the stingy reyung!
”Badah haram! Who are you!?!”, snapped Bergola Wungu as he held a machete in front of the chest.
”I warn you,” said Rangga Geblek with a flat voice while his mouth tilted a grin, ”I have no enmity with you. Better leave this place safely!”
”Rightly land, ” crackers Yellow Pitala. ”Do you have no idea who you're dealing with right now?!”
”I don't care who you are! Leave this place if you don't want to be hard!”
”You better get on your knees and beg for mercy in front of us, crazy boy!”
”I told you to leave this place, are you deaf all still bouncing sticks?!”
Boil the blood on Bergola Wungu's head.