TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIKAM SAMURAI (EPISODE 25)HEAVY

The fat Babah laughed with a grin. So did Baribeh and Juling. The youngest's tears were seeping on his cheeks. She's not crying. But those tears are tears withstanding pain. He cussed on himself who easily got into the trap of these sadists. The Bungsu swore, if he could someday retaliate, then this fat Babah was the first person he was most unwilling to do. He's gonna chop his fat belly up. He really swore to it. His determination to live is burning.

”Well, stagger. Say for what you are looking for Tai-i Saburo ..!” That fat Chinese word. The Bungsu wiped away his blood. Removing blood from her torn earlobe. The pain and pain of both wounds were convulsing.

”How will I talk if my neck and chest are pressed like this?” He said try to find an opportunity. He hoped that with his words the bayonet pressed against his neck and chest would be pulled. If only he had a little chance, he could roll with a squirrel jump back and grab his samurai.

For God's sake, he'll chop up all the men in this room. Especially the Chinese are fat like this pig. But Babah is a sadist. In his hand had suddenly been a dice ore. Put the dice back between his thumb and index finger. The dice are ready again for him to concentrate on the Bungsu.

”This dice can penetrate your heart. You're dead. Or it can get through your eyes. You're blind. So before any of those possibilities happen, speak the truth. No matter if there is a bayonet or not in your neck!”

Really sadistic. Want to not want the Bungsu must open his mouth.

”I want to avenge my family's death ..” he said slowly.

”With what will you sue? By shooting? Or by attacking his house with an Indonesian mob? Hmm ..? Tell me how!!”

”In my own way ..”

”How are you!”

”Tell how you are ..!” his Babah that.

The other Japanese officers stared silently. Bungsu became aware, China seems to be one of the Japanese Intelligence Officers, because it looks like he is respected by the officers. It's just that his position he doubles as a gambler and businessman of the house of prostitutes. That's not her morality, though,

so that for the sake of his rank and career in the eyes of Japan, he was willing to sacrifice his daughter to satisfy the lust of Japanese officers. Because the Bungsu still remained silent, Babah was pinning his head.

There was a ticking sound as the folds of the babah's fingers hit his forehead. His forehead was all swollen as the size of an egg.

”Tell me with whom you will go to attack Tai-i Saburo, and where you will gather, monkey!”

His head hurt a lot, but what hurt more was his heart. Really hurt the Bungsu received this fat Babah treatment. First the way he's been picking at or pinching his head earlier. Really offended his heart. Then his remark called ”moniet” really painful. Because of his heartache, the young man forgot to control himself. Without her being able to bear it, she spat on Babah's fat face. His spit hit Babah's face. This young man had completely forgotten himself so enraged. He did not realize at all, that with this action he could be killed Babah immediately. If that happens, then his revenge on Saburo will never be avenged.

But the Babah whose face was like a boiled shrimp was truly unforgiving. Legs hovering. The Bungsu who never learned silat was hit by his chest. Body dumped. And still hadn't cracked the floor, he was already vomiting blood. Then his body fell. He still did not realize what had happened when a kick landed on his ribs. The pain is not playing. He heard Babah's laughter. The one who kicked him just now turned out to be Baribeh. Fortunately for Baribeh. If China were to kick, he was sure that four of his ribs would break. Baribeh's kick made him topple again. He fell silent. His forehead, ears, mouth and nose melted the blood.

”Dog! Malay dog, dare you spit on me, I cut off your tongue ” Oath the Babah and approach his body. The Bungsu is really in a critical state. Babah took a knife from the table. He seems to have intended to carry out his vow to cut off the tongue of the Bungsu. But at that time the Bungsu felt his fingertips touch something. Unseen, still in a downturned position, he opened his eyes.

Suddenly his spirit was raised again. The one at his fingertips was his samurai! Babah's steps are getting closer. Getting closer. Kaku crouched down and intended to hold the young man's face to pull out his tongue. But with a movement that almost could not be trusted by everyone in the room, the Bungsu rolled twice right. Twice to the left. In a very fast and light roll he jumped to his feet. A white light flashed very quickly. Three Japanese soldiers who had pressed his neck and chest with a horn were still gawking when the flash of light hit their faces. They're suffocating and collapsing…