THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
AJI STEEL HAND ARM
”Solid parents!” mean it.
”Have a little science already want to show off!”
He bent down and scooped up the sand. The sand was thrown at the old man. Although only sand but because it is filled with energy in the sand it shot great and can hurt the skin blinding the eyes!
The old man suddenly stood up hunchback. He patted his black clothes like a man cleaning dust from his clothes. But
this movement at once made the scattering of fine sand that attacked towards him!
”Abless bragging right!” damprat Saksoko because he felt increasingly challenged and played. He lunged in the face. Within a distance of a few spears were released empty-handed punches.
The old man turned his stooped body to the side.
”What the hell is this?!” ask her with her smooth voice screeching,
”what are you attacking me for?!”
But his movement at once had missed the wind of Saksoko's punch just a few jengkal in front of his nose.
Saksoko kertak jaw.
”Old people gelo! Who are you really?!”
The old man grinned showing his toothless gums on a piece of stuff.
”I'm old, don't talk cursing!,” he said and pushed his right palm forward. A huge wind blew over Saksoko's body. If not quickly dodging must be the short fat guy will get hurt. As soon as he jumped to the side immediately he sent one jotosan to the old man.
It was at this moment from the door of the house that a loud cry sounded:
”What's here?! Hold!!”
Saksoko pulled her hand back and turned. A young man stares valiantly as he walks out of the house and stands on the steps of the ledge. Then he saw Kalingundil
signaled to come near him. Although his heart was still shrouded in anger towards the old man but seeing his friend's gesture he came as well. Both step into
in front of the house ledge.
”You Ranamaya?” ask Kalingundil to snarl.
During his time as Head of Village in Jatiwalu, Ranamaya was recently yelled at by people in such a way and by foreigners too! From the looks and attitude of the two guests Ranamaya immediately understood that they certainly did not bring good intentions. However, in a friendly voice he replied:
”Betul, Brother, I am indeed Ranamaya,”
then the question then, ”Saudarasudara where come and there is a need what?”
Kalingundil pulled the letter from under his clothes.
”This! Please read!” said.
The scroll of the letter was thrown in front of Ranamaya. Because the throw was accompanied by a deep stream of energy, the letter darted and the tip of the wood where the letter was pinned was stuck on a ledge!
Ranamaya. He suppressed the shock and pulled the letter that stuck from the ledge and then read it. Kalingundil and Saksoko watched him on his waist.
*Topname*t*!
I'll give you one day to lift your legs
from this Jatiwalu! Take your son but leave your wife! This is an order! If you don't obey, don't expect you to see the sun set tomorrow! This is an order!
Mahesa Jenar
Ranamaya's body shakes. Her chest was hot in the overflow of anger. He had never known the human named Mahesa Jenar, nor had he heard the name or history of the human before.
His eyes glared at his two guests. ”Mahesa Jenar this who?” ask Ranamaya.
Kalingundil spit first into the ground before replying. ”The man you took his girlfriend and who is now your wife!”
Kaget Ranamaya is not a braid. Not yet he had time to talk Saksoko has already preceded.
”Mahesa Jenar wants your answer today also Ranamaya!”
Kalingundil waving,
”And better... what is written in the letter you follow.
just.”
”If not?,” asked Ranamaya to quell his growl.
Kalingundil laughed. His teeth look big and dark brown.
Ranamaya could no longer hold back his anger. He squeezed and broke the wood of the letter clamp and then threw it into the head of Kalingundil, right about the mouth that was laughing at that!
”Bangs*t low!” kalingundil Hardik. He jumped in the face. ”You dare to be rude to me, huh?!”
”Do not sell again here, satan!” rebuking Ranamaya.
”You crazy slaves go back to your master! Tell the same man Mahesa Jenar to quickly go looking for a shaman to treat his brain is not sane!”
”Rightly a slave dog who does not know himself!” saksoko Spray.
challenged him. Once he swings a step then a kick preceded by a great wind hits down Ranamaya's stomach.
Seeing this enemy that wanted his soul Ranamaya growled and snapped his jaws. He twitched to the side and smashed the tip of his elbow into the opponent's rib bone.
Saksoko is not a human who just learned silat yesterday. While jumping on his knees bent and thrust into the head of the opponent. Ranaweleng ducked and jumped to the side.
Before he turned around to send a punch to the back of the opponent who was still not stepping on the floor of the ledge then came the sound of someone.
”Ah, Raden Ranamaya, why must the hand dirty against this rough kunyuk?! Let me old-fashioned Jarot Karsa who gave him a little courtesy lesson!”
It turned out that the old man who said it was a skinny old man who had plucked the grass in the yard, who was the assistant of the Head of Jatiwalu Village.
Hearing himself being scolded as a rough kunyuk then angry Saksoko.
He flipped over and attacked the old man now with a single long-range punch that gave rise to a rushing wind. The wind of this blow struck into the heart center in Jarot Karsa's chest. That way Saksoko willed to take away the old man's life that very second!
But Jarot Karsa double laughed.
Once he moved his thin right hand then as strong as a fierce wind to climb the attack of the short fat Saksoko. The wind of Saksoko's blow turned back the attack
Saksoko himself. Coupled with the impulse of the wind blows the old man then his awesomeness is not if!
Saksoko's body chipped out the ledge of the house up to three spears and rolled on the ground. Try to get up again. But his body was immediately collapsed again after first from Saksoko's mouth spurting thick and fresh blood!
Kalingundil Kaget is not a bitch. His face was black. This man lunged forward. This plunge is accompanied by a loud bang floundering making a ledge
the house and the ground were shaking!
Jarot Karsa ducking fast. This movement was quickly followed by Kalingundil. A series of hard and cold winds struck down the entire path of blood in the old man's body.
Sand roaring, dust blowing.
Jarot Karsa quickly thrust his right hand to the face. Then the two blows wind met in the air giving rise to a thumping sound like the eruption of a cannon! Jarot Karsa's body seemed to be swaying and Kalingundil was stranded to the ground but quickly woke up again.
Cold sweat splashed on the forehead of Mahesa Birawa's men. His head shrunk small. No wonder the old man has such greatness! It was unexpected at all that his inner power was under the wind facing the power in Jarot Karsa!
But this man, blinded in the eyes and blunt in thought by the overflowing anger and hatred, thought no more that the old man was not
unequivocally.
Both of his hands were pressed to the face. The hand seemed to shake. Jarot Karsa and Ranamaya noticed the human movement sharply. It now appears how a pair of Kalingundil's arms reached the blackish fingers of his hand.
”Ha.....ha....,” sounds weird old Jarot Karsa, ”You want to show off the science of steel arm?!”
Kalingundil surprised. Surprised because not yet any enemy already knows the science of saving the most reliable. But this was not shown, even he was a mouthpiece.
”Good, your eyesight is still sharp too, huh! But do you know the greatness of the science of punching this steel arm?!”
”You don't need much bacot, Kalingundil, go ahead!” challenge Jarot Karsa.
Kalingundil growling. It just so happened that he was standing near the ledge of the house. Once swing his right hand then: brak!! The ledge that was nearly the size of a broken human thigh. The roof of the house is falling!
Actually Jarot Karsa was amazed also by the greatness of his opponent's science. But as an old man who has a lot of experience in the world of cooking he cried
facing the science of such a blow just like that!
”Come monkey rough, go ahead!” he said with a bow.
Both Kalingundil's footprints were on the ground. His body shot to the face, slightly tilted.
The left and right legs send a chain attack first then follow his pair of blackened arms by aji ’steel hand arm.’
The wind generated by this two-arm attack was fierce not the reeds of the braids, sharp and bleaching eyes.
The left arm slashed into Jarot Karsa's waist, if you have to, the old man's waist will be locked in two. The right arm hit from top to bottom aiming for Jarot Karsa's headstone. Can be imagined how in an instant the old man's head will fall apart.
The sky-high screech that was almost a bloodthirsty wolf howl screeched straighten the fur of Rome!
Kalingundil coiled on the ground. His breath is tight,
his tongue stuck out like a strangled person and his eyes bulged. His body twitched for a long while then as blood gushed from his mouth,
the body did not move anymore! Kalingundil fainted after his previous friend.
Ranamaya breathed deeply. He saw the two men coiling on the ground. Then he turned to the old man. ”Father Jarot Karasa, you know a human named Mahesa Birawa?”
Jarot Karsa shakes.
”Who is not important Raden. The important thing is that from now on we must be vigilant because sooner or later the human must come here to make calculations with us!”
Ranamaya nodded.
”I don't want to see these two guys for much longer in front of my house. Clean them up, Mr. Jarot.”
The old man laughed.
”Not to worry. I'll sweep them from the front of your nose, Raden.”
Twice the right leg of the emaciated Jarot Karsa kicked. The bodies of Kalingundil and Saksoko chipped like a ball, and angsrok outside the courtyard fence.