THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
KERIS TUMBAL WILAYUDA

"Bring the horseman in!" the Wulung Trench.

Shortly afterwards the bodyguards brought in a deathly pale-faced young man. Both Parit Wulung and this young man had previously known each other. 

"Siman Tjonet, did you see the corpse and the head on that floor ?!" 

Siman Tjonet, the palace horseman, nodded. 

"Of course you don't want to be that lucky, do you ? Well try to explain where the Sultan hid”.

"I don't know…". 

"Ah you must know. Perhaps the Sultan had escaped with some people on horseback. Right ?" 

"I don't know", replied Siman Tjonet again as before. 

Then get angry Parit Wulung. "Listen Siman..”, his his hiss. "I knew that a few months in advance you'd be married. If you still want to feel the pleasure of your marriage, quickly tell me where the Sultan is at” 

"If you give me information", Djuanasuta continued, "we will give you money and jewelry. You'll be lucky for life" 

"I don't know…" 

"You really don't know ?!" 

"Even if I knew I wouldn't give testimony to a rebel and a traitor like you".

Ditch Wulung laughed badly. Pelipis. His right hand was slammed against the sword. 

"Don't be a fool Siman Tjonet" said Karma Dipa while Resi Tigers Seta and his sister were preoccupied with eating grapes on the table. "Speak, you'll survive and be rich".

Siman Tjonet was silent. 

"So you'd rather die than live happily. Siman?", asked Parit Wulung. 

"It was thought that if he died he would go to heaven and meet an angel", said the Sethnic Tiger Rishi laughing and chewing the grapes in his mouth. 

"I go to heaven or not it's none of your business. Instead you will all be the butts of hell" replied Siman Tjonet boldly. 

"Well, you're really not afraid to die, young man. But what if before I die I torture you first, heh ?!" 

"You may torture me but where the Sultan is you cannot know".

"He... he... he.” Resi Tiger Seta stood up from his seat. His mouth was still chewing on wine. He stepped before Siman Tjonet, his right hand placed on the young man's head. 

"Devil-faced man, go!!", hardened Siman Tjonet. 

This young man used his right leg to kick the shins of the Seth Tiger Rishis. But strange. Both of his legs felt very heavy and difficult to move. Meanwhile his head held feels hot not playing. Besides the heat of his head also feels like being pierced by hundreds of needles. From the head the pain spread all over the young man's body. This young man was in pain. When the pain was unbearable, he began to scream sky-high. How horrible the screams sounded. A cold sweat drenched the entire body of Siman Tjonet. 

"Still not talking?!", snapped Parit Wulung. 

"Desticked traitors. Vengeance is coming for all of you!!!". 

"Bikin mampus he Resi Tigers Seta”, command Ditch Wulung. 

The Resi curled, his palms getting harder and harder pressing against the young horseman's scalp. Smoke billowed from the palm of that mighty man's hand. Siman Tjonet's screams sounded louder and turned into groans. From his ears, from his eyes and from his nostrils and mouth flowed thick blood. His knees folded and a moment later the young man's body crashed onto the floor, his life loose. 

Resi Tiger Seta chuckled again. And Parit Wulung clapped again. The third prisoner was brought in. This prisoner turned out to be a beautiful young woman. As soon as he entered the room, he screamed. His two unattached hands were used to cover his face and eyes. The horror made his body tremble as he watched the head and body of Said Ulon as well as the body of the young horseman.

Singo Ireng's rishi delayed the wine he was about to feed into his mouth. His eyes ran the young woman from the tip of the hair to the feet. 

"Ah. ah. ah. ah. this one should not be killed Trench Wulung. He is worthy enough to be my pet”, said the lion-looking Resi. 

Parit Wulung did not take the attention of the speech. He said to the young woman. "Suri Intan, you don't have to worry or fear. No one will hurt you”. 

"I don't trust you guys. Get me out of here”, cried the woman. 

Suri Intan was the wife of Raja Paksi the head of the Banten balatentara who had fallen in defense of the kingdom. Because the brother of Raja Paksi married the rebel Trench Wulung, then by itself between Parit Wulung and Suri Intan there is a close family relationship. Parit Wulung tried to smile at the woman's words. 

"Suri, do you know where Sultan Hasanuddin is hiding ? Also old advisor Mangkubumi Mitra ?!" 

"My goddess is sweet" said Singo Ireng. "You're gonna get out of here, I'm gonna take you and we're both gonna have fun at my place on the north coast. But what's wrong before you go you love to tell me what you know about the Sultan". 

"I know nothing about the Sultan. All I know is that you are all damned traitorous humans. The Lord's reply will come upon you". 

"Ah. ah. ah. ah. Your words are so sweet" said Singo Ireng. 

He stood up from his chair. Stepping closer to Suri Intan he continued. "I like women who are good at talking". 

He stood two steps before Suri Intan. His eyes glinted at the beautiful woman and he turned to Parit Wulung. 

"I am sure" he told Parit Wulung. "this woman must not be a lie with her description. He knows nothing about the Sultan. Ditch Wulung, let me ask myself in the afternoon to take him to the next room.. he. he.. he... he…". 

" Singo Ireng! Don't make a fuss about venting lust. We must find Sultan Hasanuddin until we can! ". The one who spoke of this was Tiger Seta, Singo Ireng's brother. 

"Lis.", singo Ireng said. "That's your business. I'm tired already. My body aches. This woman must have been very scowling. Isn't that my goddess?" 

And Singo Ireng pinched Suri Intan's chin. 

" Old brunt nose striped!! ", cursing Suri Intan. His hand moved about to claw Singo Ireng's face. But once a check, the woman was helpless again. 

" Take me off, let go! ”. Suri Intan was struggling with all her might. Either Singo Ireng's check which was then a bit less tight, either because Suri Intan's rebellion was very hard then the woman managed to escape from Singo Ireng's check. 

Then as fast as lightning he ran to the door. But the door was locked from the outside by the guards. In confusion and fear while Suri saw Singo Ireng coming at him with a grin, and eyeballs glittering with a nose of fireworks deflated. 

" Singo Ireng! Let the woman go first! ", snapped Tiger Seta.

" Just shut up Seta! ”, groping Singo Ireng. "Now you're too much of a fuss, later if I'm more fun you break down the door of the room and ask to be given a part. Gee.." 

Singo Ireng came forward and extended a hand. 

" Don't touch me! ”, shouted Suri Intan. He ran around the room and Singo Ireng chased after him. Chasing with a chuckle. 

"My sweet, why play with cats? My looks are bad. But change it, if you feel how I feel on the bed, you'll be hooked.. ha. ha. ha.. ha..." 

Suri Intan was getting floppy to the corner of the room.Suddenly there was something unexpected by Singo Ireng and whoever was in the room. Suri Intan jumped to the side, banging her head against the wall of the room. Everyone in the room was familiar with all sorts of death scenes, it was common to see human death. But hearing the noise of the woman's head with a hard wall, watching how Suri lntan then sprawled on the floor with a blood-soaked head, all the same became goosebumps of fur at the nape. The atmosphere in the room was like in his sunyi cemetery. 

The silence was then broken by the voice of the Tiger Seta. "What did I say, Singo Ireng. You see for yourself now. Are you still lusting after that woman ?!" 

Singo Ireng did not answer. His body. He sat back to his place. And as if there was nothing, he began to chew the grapes on the table again. 

After the guards were ordered to drag the three bodies, Parit Wulung continued the meeting by opening the conversation. "I don't think about the Sultan we need to talk at length. Sooner or later our people will catch him. But what I have in mind is the disappearance of the royal heirloom. Tumbal who became my shawl as a King later". 

"The kris must have been taken away by Sultan Hasanuddin" said Resi Macan Seta. 

"Maybe, but it might have been stolen or run by someone else".

Singo Ireng. "Without that Tumbal Wilayuda keris there will not be a pum who can refuse your coronation as King of Banten, Parit Wulung. Unless they want to accept the fate of being gnawed by worms in the grave".

"That's why I'm not worried. But in this case we are dealing with the people. The people will only acknowledge me as king, if Tumbar Wilayuda's keris is in my hands". 

" Why bother with people ? ”, Singapore Singo Ireng. “They want to accept it or not, they want to die even if, we don't have to care. The people are nothing more than sheep that we can throw at will ". 

"But, besides that Tumbal Wilayuda keris is one of the magic and sacred weapons”, said Parit Wulung. 

"Sakti I believe, but if it is said sacred it is superstition”, said Singo Ireng. 

Parit Wulung said nothing but in his heart he was not happy. Then he said. "I ask you, especially Resi Tiger Seta and Singo Ireng to find the Sultan and find the Tumbal Wilayuda keris until you can".

Singo Ireng chewed his wine slowly then said. "This is not included in our count of the Wulung Trench. For the day you only asked me and my brother to help the rebellion until it was done. Now that Banten has fallen and is in your hands, our agreement is in order and we have the time to receive our reward". 

"On the matter of remuneration, both of you need not worry, you two can bring all the wealth of any of this Banten as much as you can bring. But if you are willing to help find and capture the Sultan and find the royal Tumbar heritage keris, then your share will certainly double". 

Singo Ireng. "Alright”, he said. "On treasure I am not so happy. But every beautiful woman in Banten is mine".

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