TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIKAM SAMURAI (Episode 17)an outbreak in a brothel

The Bungsu admired the sharpness of this woman's vision. ”Behind your dear eyes, behind your gloomy face, is stored the lava of a volcano. That will destroy the people you hate. Something terrible in your life must have happened. So that you keep such a big lump of vengeance in your heart. Is your family occupied by Japan?” The Bungsu was really surprised to hear this woman's words. It is like reading the page of a book. ”Upik, what's your name?” he asked while looking at the beautiful woman. ”You don't need to know. Every guy who comes here asks me my name. Then they will forget it.” ”Tell me, what's your name!” ”Mariam...” ”Mariam?” ”Ya” ”Is that your real name?” ”I have nothing to hide. The honor is being sold here. What does it mean to hide a name.” ”Sorry. But you guessed me like you already know me.” ”For others it may be difficult to guess who you are. But not for me. I know what is in your heart, because I keep experiencing the same thing..” ”Your family was killed Japan?” ”To be exact my husband..” ”Your husband?” ”Yes. I'm an orphan. Mom and dad died after I got married and my husband was killed by the Japanese for not going to Logas. It's not enough just that, I they dragged her here. I tried to escape once, but this country is not wide enough to escape the reach of Kempetai's hands. I was finally dragged back here to satisfy their lust. Here I...live and wait to die.” The woman began to sob. The Bungsu broke his heart. A woman as beautiful as this, who is probably as cant iknya with Renobulan, his former fiancee. Or with Saleha. Or with Siti. Now stranded in this Lawang. Stainful. Hated by his village. But do they know what the cause is then he got here?” ”Mari. Where is your village..” asked while holding the shoulder of the woman. The woman wiped away the tears. Trying to hold back the crying. ”I am from Week Tuesday..”, he replied slowly. ”Do you know who desecrated you and who killed your husband, Mariam?” ”Japan who brought my friend, who is black and sweet is one of them..” ”You mean Japan who was called by the name Kamura by your friend?” Mariam nodded. ”Hinland. He was also the one who used to slaughter both my parents and my brother. He who lunged at me when I ran towards my father.” hiss the Bungsu. ”Who else do you know Mariam?” ”I don't remember. But the commander was Saburo.” The Bungsu gasped. ”Saburo?” he said hissing sharply. ”Yes, Saburo!. Why..?” Mariam was stunned wryly looking at the attitude of the Bungsu. ”He killed my father, mother and raped my brother before he was killed. Then he cut my back with his samurai. Hell-bent. Where is he now...?!” The voice of the Bungsu almost can not be controlled if not quickly his mouth closed by hand by Mariam. ”Tenace. Kamura d i next door. I don't know where Saburo is. He hasn't been here in a long time. Though usually every night he must come..” ”Mariam. Do you not intend to leave this place?” ”Where?” ”Where only. Just don't go back to this place. Maybe you can live in peace somewhere. With a husband..”.

” Mariam start again sobbing. ”Who does not want a peaceful life with a husband? That was what I wanted when I married the young man I loved until Saburo killed him. And now, who else would accept me as his wife?” ”But you are also impossible here continue Mariam...” ”Then where am I?” ”Seek somewhere far from here. Maybe there's a guy who loves you. You are still young and ... beautiful..” ”No one wants, especially if they know who I am..” ”You haven't tried it. Don't give up before you try..” ”Alright, I'll try now. I want to leave this place. I'll leave if you marry me. Are you ready to be my husband?” The Bungsu was stunned. He didn't expect this woman to say that. Seeing her stunned, Mariam said again. ”Do not try to avoid saying that you have a wife. I know a man who has married a bachelor. Will you marry me?” The woman looked at him. The Bungsu fell silent, the sweat began to wash over his body. At first he could still stare at Mariam. But then he bowed Mariam sobbed. Cowering on a thin mattress in his bed. The Bungsu went awry. Slowly he grabbed the woman by the shoulder, sat her down, then suddenly Mariam hugged her crying. ”Be quiet...don't cry.” he said slowly. When the woman was still sobbing, slowly held her face. I don't know what drove him, knew the woman's cheek was kissed. Then.gently his kiss moved to the lips of the woman. The woman for a moment still sobbed. Then he fell silent, then returned the Bungsu's kiss. But then suddenly he removed his lips from the lips of the Bungsu. The Bungsu was shocked and embarrassed. ”I'm the first girl you kissed, Uda?” Mariam asked in a trembling voice. The Bungsu wanted to nod. But the nod was not. Wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't lie. Shame and fear are mixed. ”Thank you Uda. You make me happy. I will remember this kiss,” Mariam said while wiping away her tears. The Bungsu breathed a sigh of relief, then said slowly. ”Save from this house Mariam. There will be a melee soon..” ”I have long dreamed of seeing a Minangkabau against Japan. Kill him, fight with them. Maybe they'll die. But in my heart, they are still heroes. I have long wanted to see that happen. How a Minangkabau man stood mighty against the unjust Japanese samurai. And now I might see it. Why do I have to go? No, I will be here until the riot is over, Uda..” Si Bungsu no longer ready. He stood up and stepped. Then open the door. Turn right. Banging on the door of the room where Kamura had entered with the sweet black woman.

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