THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
THE KIDNAPPING PLAN

The man walked in the twists and turns of the back passage of the palace with his head lowered. Sometimes the guards passed him. The palace guards did not reprimand or

arresting this man because everyone knows that he is Udayana, Prabu Kamandaka's maid. All the household affairs of the Prabu he is the one who takes care of it.

At the large door of the palace building behind this man stopped for a while and crossed the small courtyard and entered the door of a small building of good shape.

It was precisely here that two guards wielding spears stopped him.

“I want to see Raden Werku Alit,” said Udayana.

“What need are you?” ask one of the guards.

“He already knows.”

“Wait here,” The guard is in, which one stays in place.

Shortly thereafter the incoming bodyguard reappeared. “You are welcome to face.” he said telling.

Udayana nodded and entered the building door.

In a spacious room, Werku Alit welcomed his arrival.

Patted on Udayana's shoulder. “How? There are new developments..?”

Werku High-bodied Alit slim and keeps a long moustache drooping like a rope, like the kings of China!

“New development no Raden yet.... There's only one news. Maybe a little more there is a need also I convey to Raden.”.

“Good, say Udayana...”.

“Rara Murni Kamandaka's sister tomorrow will leave for Kalijaga to visit her grandmother's sister. He will go by car and be adequately escorted.... “

“Hem...” Werku Alit muttered and rubbed his rope mustache. “I have not seen any connection of this information with my plan. But wait a minute, let me think..”.

The hand that had been rubbing this mustache inched its forehead. And the hand suddenly patted Udayana on the shoulder until this man was shocked.

“I've seen the usefulness of your description of this Udayana. Have a spy call Kalasrenggi. Say

that I will talk to him tonight in the old cottage outside the royal walls.”

Udayana. “Raden's government will I run,” he said then quickly leave the room.

* * *

The entire army of Pajajaran kingdom is divided into five groups of troops and each army is divided into two, each part headed by a person called the head of the soldier.

Kalasrenggi was one of the heads of the Pajajaran balatera. As the head of the army of course he had reliable knowledge and experience. And

indeed, many people say that among the five heads of the Pajajaran army, Kalasrenggi is the highest in knowledge. But unfortunately the head of this army, has also been dragged into the rotten plan of Werku Alit and Mahesa Jenar. Been persuaded and incited to revolt and overthrow the government of Prabu Kamandaka!

This afternoon a man from Raden Werku Alit met Kalasrenggi and delivered a message that Werku Alit would speak to him tonight in an old cabin outside the royal walls.

Then at night, Kalasrenggi departed alone to the appointed place. He got to the old cottage. Actually it is not appropriate to be called a cottage because at all the old building does not have walls and the roof has been partially leaping eaten by age. Cottage or more accurately teratak it is silent. No one was seen in

sana. Kalasrenggi thought Raden Werku Alit had not yet arrived, so he waited.

He gave her a cigarette. He looked up into space. The sky looks cloudy. The stars began to be covered in clouds. The moon disappeared and the wind grew bigger and cooler.

He can't wait. The cigarette he smoked was almost gone. Along with when the cigarette was thrown on the ground, three shadow figures appeared. Two of the figure

the shadow stopped while one continued to step towards the slash.

“Already too,” sahut Kalasrenggi. “Raden what do you want to talk to me?”

Meanwhile, the rain began to fall. The wind is getting stronger.

“There is a task for you tomorrow Kalasrenggi,” said Werku Alit.

“What task, Raden?”

The rain turned heavy. Thunder booming. Lightning snatching. A white shadow under the lightning illumination that was only a second bright, seemed to run very fast towards the old teratak. Werku Alit and Kalasrenggi were shocked once and their hands immediately felt the headwaters of the weapons at each other's waists!

“Fucking rain!” Sounds like this new person coming in is cursed. Then he turned to Werku Alit and Kalasrenggi and said:

“Brothers, I hitchhike with you guys.”

Werku Alit and Kalasrenggi looked intently at this newly arrived man. He was young, stocky and had long hair. His arrival will not

suspicious of the two though there is a reason that he came there to take shelter due to a heavy rainy night.

“You who?!” tanya Kalasrenggi snapped fiercely.

His sight was so savage. His left hand slipped to his waist. The young man who was snapped looked on in astonishment.

“What am I not allowed to go here, Brother?!”

“I asked who you are and don't ask much!” hardik Kalasrenggi's. The young man whistled and grinned.

“Do not talk using snapping everything. Small affairs if questioned roughly can cause because they are not wanted!”

Kalasrenggi impatiently stepped in front of the young man and was about to cling to him. But his steps were stopped when in the darkness he still had time to see the signal given by Werku Alit. Werku Alit does not want a commotion that the aftermath can leak his besamya plans. Therefore he calmly stepped closer to the young man.

“Brother,” said Werku Alit while holding the young man's shoulder. “Please forgive. My friend was again rude to lose gambling. Never mind, there's nothing we have to make a fuss about on this blind night, where it rains, where it's cold. Isn't that so..?”

“Ah... exactly brother...” replied the young man.

Werku Alit smiled. Suddenly like a lightning fast, two fingers of his left hand pierced into the face hit the large vein on the left side of the young man's body. No wonder the young man fell to the ground. Some of his legs were stretched out through the roof and were immediately flushed by rainwater.

Werku Alit laughed. “Silly young man wants a lot of behavior!”

“But who knows he's no ordinary young man. Raden. Probably spy...”

“Ah, just look big, dogol, how could be a spy? The proof once in a while has collapsed!”

Kalasrenggi looked at the figure of the body that was lying face down. He intended to search the young man but he heard Werku Alit say:

“Already, no need to care about the kunyuk. Let's start the conversation. According to my secret servant, tomorrow afternoon Rara Murni will leave by train to Kalijaga. Your job is to kidnap the girl, sekap in the old temple in the Limanaluk valley. When you have reported the same I let me determine the next step!”

“It was an easy task, Raden,” Kalasrenggi said. “But I want to know anyone who comes with Rara Murni.?”

“I have no information about it. The important thing is that you have to capture Rara Pure alive. The other if you fight just clean up, out of things!”

“Good Raden. Before nightfall tomorrow, I will send someone to let you know that the task is done..”.

Werku Alit patted the shoulder of the squad's head. “Well, I'm leaving now!”

Kalasrenggi watched until the three disappeared in the distance in the darkness of the night. Then this man turned his body and again his eyes looked at the man who was lying face down under the slingshot. He bent down to search, continuing his intention that had been canceled, but then it occurred to him, what needs to be difficult with others.

Kalasrenggi lightly kicked the body of the man who was laying it so that the body was thrown up to several spears! Kalasrenggi then passed also from the old teratak

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