THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
DISGUISE UNCOVERED

It was the second day after the fall of the Banten throne to the rebels led by Parit Wulung. The atmosphere in Kotaraja which was a day before always covered with panic is now starting to subside. But everywhere there seemed to be wandering rebel soldiers, while in every place considered important, especially along the border was always heavily guarded by soldiers. 

That morning, the third morning of the rebel rule, two men were walking. One was old and stooped. The other one is young. Both of them were dressed in dirty and dirty clothes. Their skin and face are also smudged and frowny hair. From the circumstances of these two people, at first glance people immediately conclude that they are beggars. And everyone who handles them will of course not care. 

But who would have thought that these two are two important people who are being sought by Parit Wulung and other rebel leaders. The old one is the palace advisor, Mangkubumi Mintra, while the very young one is none other than the Sultan of Banten himself, Hasanuddin. 

When the rebellion broke out, when the palace was besieged, by secret passage, these two men had managed to escape. And not only their safety is important, but both also managed to save the royal heirloom keris Tumbal Wilayuda, keris that became the symbol and the provision that who the owner, who, he is the heir of the throne of the kingdom of Banten. And also this kris is also sought by Parit Wulung with other rebels. Each of them carries a small bundle. 

Actually, both Mangkubumi Mintra and Sultan Hasanuddin, are people with silat and high class. But faced with so many rebellions and in order to save the kingdom's cause, the two decided reluctantly and reluctantly to resign. 

Thus, in disguise the two men left Kotaraja. The morning sun was still unable to remove the dew grains on the leaves, but the heat felt already reddened the skin of the two people. They managed to pass through the gate of Kotaraja without hindrance anything even though the gate was guarded by twenty soldiers. 

The old man Mangkubumi Mintra breathed a sigh of relief as did the Sultan. But the old advisor then said slowly. "We are far from surviving the Sultan. Just one message, if anything happens that you do not want to quickly avoid and run to his family Wirya Pranata in Ujung Kulon”.

The young man nodded his head. But at his level it looks a bit of a sense of care that reddened his two dirty cheeks.This is a sign that there is something to do with the Wirya Pranata family in Ujung Kulon. 

The young man or Sultan sighed again. "Hopefully we can continue to survive Mr. Mangkubumi”, he said. 

"That's what we expected. May God protect us". 

They're approaching the border now. Along the border were found more and more soldiers escorting. Both were examined by soldiers. Each pack was searched. Fortunately Sultan Hasanuddin had hidden the Tumbar Wilayuda keris in the folds of his clothes he was wearing at the time. Both men survived the examination. They rushed away from the border. 

"Faith now" said Sultan Hasanuddin. 

But he had just finished saying so then came a troop of horsemen. The leader of the group, a rebel officer waved his hand gesturing to stop at his men. The officer took his horse in front of the two men.

" Dina beggars!! ”, snapped the officer. "Did you see two runaways passing through here ? These two were Mangkubumi Mintra the palace advisor and Sultan Hasanuddin". While asking so the officer's eyes panned scrutinizing the two people before him. 

The parents answered . "None of the people we saw, Your Grace”. 

Respectful answer and use high subtle speech from the old man suspicious of the officer. Usually beggars like them speak in lowly language. So a little suspicion arose in the officer's heart. "We'll search you" he said. 

" Oh.e., we are just despicable and abandoned beggars. What's the point of searching for us ? ". 

The officer did indeed consider the words of his subordinate very well. But when his pair of sharp eyes saw how the palms and fingers of the hands of the two men before him were very smooth, not like the palms and fingers he used to see in beggars, beggars, so rule him. "Capture these despicable humans".

Mangkubumi Mintra who knew that their disguise would definitely open up, without wasting any time immediately came to face and said "You are outrageous, even humans like us still want you to disturb". 

This clash was also driven by a general vendetta against the rebels. 

"Bad you dare to speak rudely towards me huh", the officer snorted and immediately unsheathed his sword while half a dozen of his subordinates immediately locked them up. Mangkubumi Mintra did not remain silent. From behind his beggar's clothes he took out a sword. 

"Hemm. Now it's more clear who you are that old abject kunyuk". 

The officer thrust his sword into the head of Mangkubumi Mintra. The old man snapped loudly and took a few steps back, while the other six warriors so unplugged each other's swords immediately swarmed. Mangkubumi Mintra swivel the sword profusely. The sword light rolled. 

Trang.. trang… 

There was a sound of a sword following. When his sword collided with the swords of the soldiers, Mangkubumi Mintra did not feel anything, but when he hit the weapon of the officer then surprised the old man. His hands were shaking hard and hot. Mangkubumi Mintra complained. In fact, the officer has top-level intelligence. 

So cried Mangkubumi Mintra to Sultan Hasanuddin. "Sultan, run save yourself. Let me face these rebellious backwoods". 

" No!! ", replied Sultan Hasanuddin. "Life both of us, father".

" Don't be stupid Sultan!! Run saying!! ". 

The old man turned his sword more tightly. An opponent who was caged screamed loudly and jumped nanar with a torn chest eaten the tip of the sword. 

" fuckers!! ”, maki rebel officer. 

He jumped off his horse. While jumping, like a sledgehammer he sent out a ferocious attack. His sword roared toward the neck of Mangkubumi Mintra, at which time the old man was fending off a soldier's attack. This stalk was forced to abort by jumping and instead his sword was turned to fend off the officer's sword. But the officer apparently had the swordsmanship of the South Coast Branch which was notoriously formidable, because it was unexpected and very fast, very fast, the attack that had been a single slash had suddenly turned into a sharp and fast stab. The officer laughed. That's the deadly style of swordsmanship he embraced, called the style of "sabbing the mountain piercing the hill".

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