TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIKAM SAMURAI (Episode 21) solicitation to play gambling
Outside the Chinese house, a man has since looked upright. It was like he was waiting for something. And after more than two hours he stood there, then he saw two men approaching the house. He quickly – quickly stepped closer to the two men.
” Hey. See you again ..! ” he said to the two men. And the two men stopped. Stare at him. In the moonlight, they immediately recognized the person who was reprimanding them.
” Hmm. You're Bungsu ..!”
” Yes. I'm the Bungsu. We haven't seen Baribeh in over two years?”
Baribeh, who had once molested his body when they lost a gamble in the former Surau in his village, laughed grimly.
” T fire I heard you've been slammed by samurai Saburo.”
Baribeh said. The body of the Bungsu like so stiff heard the name Saburo called. Fortunately, at night, until the change of his facial water was not visible to Baribeh.
” Ah, that's a bird story. The proof is I am still alive.
What is the need for Japan to kill me. Hmm, this is Jul?” The Bungsu smiled at the squint man he called Jul.
” Calera!!. Do not follow – follow waang call me by the name buyung. Kuremas mouth waang with shirk later ..!” jul is offended. For he who is bold and who may call him Jul is only his leader, Baribeh.
” Relax Jul. Maybe he has as much money as he used to. Hey Bungsu, do waang still like to gamble?”
” Finally – this end is no longer. No one wants to bet big. It's just free to play. Spend time alone ”.
Baribeh elbowed Jul slowly. Jul knows what he means, that this young man will be victimized again.
” Ah, I'm playing with you guys. Win you want to accept, lose not pay. If you just don't pay it is okay. It's me you lanyau. That
makes me cringe ..” said Bungsu.
” Ahaaa .. don't be afraid. Don'tbeafraid. It's safe in this place. There are Japanese and Chinese as judges. Be safe believe me. Come onl. Ayooo .!”
The Bungsu was hesitant and afraid. But because his hand was pulled by Baribeh, he finally complied as well. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
Didn't he, when he came to his senses after Baribeh and two of his friends, after all the money they brushed in the old manau he, swore to demand revenge? Now the opportunity comes. He slowly followed Baribeh. Behind him walked Juling. They entered Babah's fat house. Babah who is now busy playing dice with two Japanese soldiers whose daughters are being drugged by the Japanese army rank Chu – i. They step straight inside. Baribeh and Ju I seem to be too common in this house. They know the occupant's set and
the corner of the house. When they appeared in the place of the man who was gambling the dice, Babah whispered to one of the Japanese officers in front of him :
” Here they come,” then he exclaims to Baribeh
” Hi Baribeh. Long time no longer coming. Where have you pigi ?”
”We pigi remote. We have good news, and we have good friends. This friend wants to play the same dice babah ”.
Baribeh replied while mimicking the fat babah's speech style. The fat Babah looked at the Bungsu. The two Japanese soldiers. The two Japanese looked at him carefully.
While the fat Babah was just staring for a while. But the Bungsu, who almost three years live on the waist of Mount Sago, hang out and learn the life of the creatures that are there, especially wild animals so as not to die in the field, he said, can catch a strange view of its meaning from the gaze of the Babah's fleeting eyes. He could not know for sure what he should suspect from the stare of the fat man. But his sharp premonition, which he brought from a life experience of about two years on Mount Sago, warns that if anything happens what –, what, so the dangerous and must be monitored is the fat Babah who looks lackluster.
With such an instinctual message, he then nodded to them. Then sit a little distance from the two Japanese earlier. Baribeh and his friend Juling also took a seat facing the Babah. The three of them who just came were not immediately bet. They just sit watching the game in progress.
The Baribeh reached into the bag. Take out a package. Then it took out some kind of tobacco, but it was a bit rough. Roll it big – big, then inhale it like sucking a cigar. The two Japanese officers who were gambling raised their heads to smell the smoke exhaled by Baribeh.
” Hmm. Opium. Opium number one ” said one of them then grabbed the package Baribeh. Roll it big–big. And sucking. His friend imitated too. Then the Juling. They suck that opium with ni’mat.
SERIATE.....