TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIKAM SAMURAI :Episode 3 (traitor)

News of the breakup of the engagement soon spread in nearby villages. But the youth in the villages could not immediately rejoice with the news. Because along with the breakup of the engagement, to their villages, and also to other villages, the arrival of Japanese soldiers. At first the soldiers came well.

But it was just for a moment. A week later it was discovered that they were actually looking for men. It was originally said that men needed energy to work in the city. Some offices in Bukittinggi, Payakum¬buh, Padang Panjang and Padang require male power. According to the news broadcast. But the news only lasted a little. Because the next week the Japanese were no longer asking men with persuasion.

Now they play catch. Residents soon learned from some people in the city that the man who was arrested and persuaded first, was sent to Logas. A gold spot in the Riau wilderness. In addition to being employed in coal mines, men were also forced to make railroads. Not only did the Japanese-Japanese atrocities arrive. They started to disturb the wife's children. In several fights there have been two three residents who died by slashing samurai. A kind of sharp long sword was not playing, and only then did they see

Some men began to work out a force against the Japanese atrocities. They are mainly fighters under the leadership of Datuk Berbangsa, the father of the Bungsu. They practice silat in the middle of the night blind. When Japanese soldiers did not roam the village. Their training ground was also hidden. Very secretive. Their training is now coupled with how to avoid attacks with long swords like those used by the Japanese.

They never thought there was such a weapon. All they ever trained was to avoid¬kan stab keris length of only two three jengkal. Or a sword slash that is not two cubits in length.

But the Japanese samurai were of incredible length. Longer than the ones they've known. How to use it is also amazingly fast. The Japanese soldiers also seem to be tough fighters according to the size of their country there. Because in several fights between Japan and Minang fighters in their village, Minang fighters must have died the steps made. Not until some count, the fighter must have collapsed with a torn chest or stomach. Or with the neck almost broken.

The Japanese were so quick to uproot their samurai. Then the samurai quickly flashed. Then in a very short matter, the samurai could be¬li they put into the sheath. From the moment it is removed, until it takes two three people, then re-enter the sheath, maybe in just five quick counts. That means in just five seconds less! As fighters, Datuk Berbangsa and his friends admitted honestly the Japanese-Japanese speed using their traditional weapons. Now they're practicing how to defeat the long deadly weapon attack.

As a training tool they use wood as big as the big toe and the length is almost as deep.

Tonight they are training in the secret place, led by Datuk Maruhun, Renobulan's father, the former fiancee of the Bungsu. Drizzle down that night. The number of people who participated in the training was only seven. Others are in charge of drawing up power elsewhere. Entering father of the Bungsu. Datuk Maruhun was giving a hint in the middle of the target – silat– ring when suddenly they were surprised by the flashlight. They try to avoid it by spreading. But it turned out that the target had been surrounded by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers.

“Hemmm, silat exercises yes. Training to avoid Samurai attacks ha!? Goody! Nice..!” said a fat-bellied Japanese man with narrow eyes as he advanced forward.

The seven men stood still in the center of the target. In their hands there was only a keris. But the kris would be powerless to face the bedil that was pointed at them by the Japanese-Japanese. The best way for them is to wait. Waiting for what will happen. They marched straight up seven men. Staring ahead, towards the fatty who was probably the commander of this ambush.

“Continue training!. I like the Minang. Nice a lot, uh a lot nagi”, said the fat man as he pounced on the seven men with the look in his eyes. The seven fighters did not move from their place.

“Where do they know this target spot?,” whispered Datuk Maruhun to the upright man by his side.

The man did not answer. All of them were indeed shocked at the appearance of the Japanese soldier. No one knows this training ground other than their members. Did any of them betray?

“Let's start shining, or do you need to be taught with real samurai?” the fat man spoke again.

Because no one answered, he gestured to one of his men. Japan is advancing. Giving his long berbayonet bedil to his friend. Then with only the samurai at his waist he entered the center of the target.

“Hey, you two!. Go ahead and fight him . . ”

The fat Japanese had pointed at the two fighters.

“Majulah. Now the opportunity has arrived. Fight with all effort. If God wills, tomorrow we will die, we better die fighting, ” whispered Datuk Maruhun to two friends.

”Our Prayers Datuk. . . . If we die first please our young son.” the man whispered back slowly.

“Do not worry about the ones staying. Come on, we pray . . . ”

Saying Bismillah, the two men advanced with a dagger in their hands. They were both upright in front of the Japanese. The fat Japanese who were the commanders in the ambush gave hints to his men. His men looked upright in silence, while his right hand was on the handle of the samurai still inserted in the holster on his waist.

The pesilat on the left starts to open the steps to the right. The one on the right also steps to the right. That means they make a step around Japan that direction to the right as well. The Japanese remained still.

Suddenly the fighter in front attacked with a stab to the Japanese hull. The other pesilat rolled on the ground and as soon as his body was near the upright Japanese body, he sent a stab to his cloak. For a while Japan was still upright.

But suddenly he moved. It's just like people spinning. His hands did not seem to move at all. When he turned around, his hands were still on his waist. His hand was still at his waist. On his samurais handle. But the fighter who attacked first squirmed. And his body fell to the ground without a scream. His skull and pung¬gung appear long scratched, blood spurting from the scratch.

Pesilat who rolled under more nestapa again, his hand that was stabbed upwards, broken up to the elbow. His neck is wide. Both died at that time. Their blood soaked the target. Datuk Maruhun and his four friends were surprised not to play. But they were determined to fight to the death. They stay upright in silence. The Japanese commander spoke again in the language of his ancestors. The backward Japanese turned again slowly. Then walk out the target. Truly dead, none of the five men who were alive had seen the Japanese had uprooted the Samurai. No one! You can imagine how fast Japan is moving.

“So you guys I saw practicing avoiding samurai attacks. Even try to repay it. That's what you guys mak¬sud by using this long wood as a training tool, right? Now, Zenkuro will teach you how to avoid samurai. You two at the end of it go ahead .!”

The two fighters who were appointed looked at each other.

“We will advance Datuk. Please forgive our mistake . .,” they say slowly. They seem to be sure they are going to die. But they face it with courage.

“We will die together here. Only you were chosen first. Go ahead, God be with you . .,” Datuk Maruhun said slowly.

The two men advanced. One holds a spear. One was holding a sword.But before they started, the fat commander said to one of his men.

“Hey, where was the monkey. Throw it here so he sees this fight .”

Not until some count, ”moniet” referred to by the Commander was immediately pushed forward from behind the bushes. And the five men were like being shot by lightning so surprised when they saw who ”moniet” said was.

“Bungsu!!” Datuk Maruhun exclaimed in shock.

“Bungsu!” The man who advanced with the spear in hand also exclaimed. And suddenly the five of them can guess why these Japanese until they find out the target place that they keep this secret.

”Damn you Bungsu. You not only smeared your father's head with a taik, but also smeared this village with dirt. How much did Japan pay you to show me this place?” Datuk Maruhun.

The young man just took a deep breath. His gloomy face, his beautiful eyes, looked at the five men of his village quietly. And this calmness made the five of them feel like they were going to throw up so disgusted and angry. The one holding the spear suddenly lifted his tom¬bak and swung at the Bungsu. But sa¬murai in the hands of the Japanese move. The spear cut in two before it could be thrown.

“Cursed you Bungsu. Good thing my son didn't marry you. Seven of your descendants we swear. Fuckin' hell!!” Datuk Maruhun swore his sob.

But the young man stood still. The Japanese commander gave orders to the Japanese in the middle of the target. To the two men, he said:

“Well, if you attacked earlier, now attack Zenkuro. .”

Before his words ran out, the Jangkung, who was holding the headwaters of the samurai with both hands, began to attack. Attacks seem ordinary, chopping legs, stomach and neck. This attack is easily treated by the two fighters. They can even attack.

Several times the sword and hand in the hand of the fighter that one collided with the samurai in the hands of Japan. Sparks splashed from the impact of the two steel. These two fighters circled the body of the Jungle by stepping in the opposite direction. So he was forced to break his concentration. Ten steps passed.

It does not seem which side will win. Datuk Maru¬hun and his two friends were overjoyed and prayed for their friend to win. But that position did not last long. The Commander gave a hint with their village language. The Japanese hoe suddenly stood up silently. And when suddenly the two fighters attacked again, he moved around quickly. Sounds of screaming streaks. The two fighters collapsed in a blood bath. Dead at that moment. The one who had been holding the buttered spear, his chest was torn wide. The one holding the sword his head was like it was going to halve.

The target is now pooled with blood in the increasingly heavy rain.

“Nah, you've seen. That your silat means nothing against the Samurai. Therefore do not try to defy our orders. Now you who are still alive come with us back to the village. Show me where your other friends are. Including this monkey father, .”

Datuk Maruhun stared at the Bungsu who was referred to as ape by the Japanese commander.

“Waang not only deserves to be called ayok buyung. But waang is indeed the most bastard ape in this world. Why don't you tell me at once where Daddy is hiding in Japan-Japan?”

He asked with great hatred for the Bungsu. But the young man remained silent. Walking with head bowed, eyes glum and face moody. If only he had not been limited by three soldiers, he might have been stabbed to death by the three men. Even if his father was there, they were sure that Datuk Berbarangan would kill his son.

It is certain, that in order to earn money to gamble, this wretched child has opened the secret about the exercises held in his village in Japan, the following where the exercises are held. It is acceptable to reason how much pens¬ sits on him.

The news of the betrayal of the Bungsu soon spread like fire in the husk in the village. Not two months ago he was reported by word of mouth about his engagement that was broken by Reno, now he is back reported by word of mouth about his betrayal. But no one dared to intervene lang¬sung. In the village are now stationed five Japanese soldiers.

The Japanese did not manage to find Datuk Berbangsa and his friends. For that they menem¬patkan five men serdadunya to guard and win¬kap in case Datuk appeared at any time. While Datuk Maruhun and his two friends who were captured on the target, were taken to Bukittinggi. Arrested there. But some say that all three of them have been sent to Logas. In various areas the war against Japanese soldiers has not yet begun. The Japanese had just replaced the Dutch. Seriate…