THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
SEARCH FOR INFORMATION

Only a few moments when Kalasrenggi left the old teratak then the person who had been stabbed and kicked strangely suddenly stood up quickly. He stepped back to

below slatak. His face was soaked with rainwater and covered in mud. Look at his clothes, all dirty. Pat-tapnya left hip that had been kicked Kalasrenggi.

“Fucking right! Pain also kunyuk kick it!” it means alone. “After another day I will reply his hospitality earlier!”

Indeed, when Werku Alit spotted him earlier, this person was able to guess the movements and intentions of Werku Alit. Before totokan come quickly the body part on the left is flowed with deep energy. Then when totokan Werku Alit landed on his body, this man pretended to fall unconscious. Likewise when Kalasrenggi kicked him,

he was in the face down pretending to faint still had time to see the movement of the person's legs and prepare to guard himself so that the time kicked his body just feels a little achy.

And what the two men had spoken of could be heard clearly. This guy sits on his knees and thinks. Who were these two men?

Who is called “raden” and who is the other one? Why are they talking in such a secluded place and at night in such bad air? And what task is given by the person called “raden”? Who is Rara Murni? Are these two not gangs of robbers? Who was about to kidnap Rara Mumi later

extortion of the girl's parents?

The man rubbed his chin. There was much he did not understand for what he had experienced earlier. But tomorrow when it is noon he can find information in Kotaraja.

From morning until then it had been a few hours around Kotaraja. Various places and places came to him. But the looks of a human who two people he met last night did not succeed in looking for him. Akhimya entered him into a shop. Indeed, at that time his throat was already burning with thirst and his stomach hurt rumbling.

While eating he kept thinking. It's impossible for those two people who were hordes of robbers last night. A robber will not be called “raden”. Definitely called “raden” was a rich noble. Then why would a rich noble kidnap a girl? Maybe you applied but were not accepted?

He finished his food. As he looked around, the shop was full of lunchtime guests. With a full stomach he then stepped

approaching the shop owner. He asked how much he had to pay and then gave him money.

“lni return, Son,” says shop person. He's old. Her hair was all white.

“Ah, no need. Just take it...” says youth.

The old man was astonished. So did some people sitting nearby. Young man with long hair, dressed shabby and looks cool but kind

the children acted like a rich man who had a lot of money, pretentious not to accept change. But the attention of people only briefly focused on the young man. Each was then busy taking care of his own mouth and stomach.

The young man approached the store owner and said cleavage: “The money I'm counting on is to pay for some information from you, Father,” he said.

“Remarks?” The old man frowned. “What description...?”

“Bapak has lived in Kotaraja this long?”

“From still orok to have buyut” replied the store owner anyway. His heart was still wondering and astonished. “Why do kids ask that?”

“Oh it's okay.... Maybe you know a woman named Rara Murni?”

This question made the parents more surprised. “Everyone in this Pakuan knows who Rara Pure is,” he said.

“Oh fast... The Pure Rara you asked was Sang Prabu's sister

Kamandaka”.

Of course the young man heard this so shocked. Who would have thought that Rara Murni was the younger sister of king Pajajaran? But with his wish he hid his surprise. Then the sound of the shop people asking.

“Young man, did you mean to ask Sang Prabu's sister.?”.

“Oh it's okay. It's okay..”

The young man smiled.

“You're too suspicious of me, old man. I was just a village youth who heard word delivered by word of mouth that Rara Murni was a beautiful beauty. Usual no, men ask women..?” The young man then laughed amusedly. But the gelatinous laughter was decided by the sound from the direction of the door.

“Man who dared to talk arbitrarily about Sang Prabu's sister try to turn the body! I want to see what he looks like!”

.

The sound was loud and fierce.

The young man saw how the old man before him was trembling in fear. “I told you what... I told you what..” he said repeatedly.

The young man slowly twisted his body. At the door he saw stood a sturdy soldier armed with a spear.

“Good.Your looks are similar to kunyuk. So fast enough for castle shell filler!” This soldier waved his hand. Two more soldiers appeared in the doorway.

“Catch that young man's hair gondrong! He has insulted Sang Prabu's sister!”

With unsheathed spears the two warriors stepped before the young man with long hair.

“Before brother.... briefly!” said the young man, holding his palms to his face. A streak of fine light blew towards the blood path of the two soldiers.

And all the eyes in the tavern that did not know about it only witnessed that the two soldiers stopped their steps because they fulfilled the young man's request. Even though the two soldiers had been shot from a distance and stood rigidly unable to move unable to speak.

“Awhile, I want to talk first!” said the young man's hair gondrong now on the soldier who is at the door.

“Speaking what?! Quickly Say!”

A fly flew and perched on the left arm of the long hair.

“Ah this fly. Bother me who's about to talk!” said the hair gondrong. With the fingers of his right hand the fly flicked. But the real purpose is not the beast.

The fly was indeed bouncing dead with a crushed body but the gentle wind continued to punch the way of the blood of the soldier who stood at the door of the tavern. People still see him standing as

ordinary but actually his body was stiff tense.

The long hair came before him, pretended to whisper something and patted the soldier on the shoulder and passed. People are starting to be astonished. And some when

it was only after the strange young man had suddenly vanished:

“Bluk... bluk... b!uk... !” The three soldiers fell to the ground following. As soon as they kissed the floor, they regained consciousness

selves.

The shop became frenzied. Three soldiers with shame, fury and rage overflowed hunted outside the tavern but the long-simmering hair was long gone.

These three soldiers were none other than Kalasrenggi's men. As the young man with long hair surrounded Kotaraja looking for the two humans he met last night in the old teratak outside the royal walls then without a pair of eyes had been stalking him. Who stalked none other than Kalasrenggi who was preparing at that time to carry out the task

given by Werku Alit. When the hairdresser entered the tavern, he sent three soldiers there. He ordered him to arrest the young man on the grounds

the made-up. If it has been arrested, then further investigation of who is this young man will be done Kalasrenggi after he finished doing the task of Werku Alit.

When they entered secretly they had stolen the hearing of what the barber had said to the tavern-man. But because these three soldiers only rely on the abrasive born-forces, do not have the knowledge in so easily the hair shag “played him”.