TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIKAM SAMURAI (EPISODE 40) KUSSIA BENDI

And that night, they left the inn. The Bungsu knew in a short time, Kempetai would fill the inn. And he doesn't want to be arrested. With a bendi in front of the inn, they went to part the cold night. The night is almost empty with dawn.

“Where are we koko ..?” “I don't know Moy-moy. I don't have any acquaintances here Don't go to your mother's family's house in Kampung China, it's dangerous for her family.

” “We lodge another koko ?” “No. All accommodation will be searched Kempetai..”.

The bus driver, an old man, who had been peeking at a fight in the inn just listened to the conversation of the two young people. From their conversation, he learned that these two young people were not husband and wife. He knows a little Chinese. Because he was friendly with a Chinese family who lived in the area of the Wall, which is adjacent to the Chinese village. These two young people, if not lovers, must be two friends. The old coachman also learned that the bad basunguik Datuk and his friend who slaughtered this young man were feared thieves.

Datuk's headquarters and his men are located in the bamboo forest in Tambo. A haunted place near Tigobaleh village on the edge of Bukittinggi City. Many people know that the bamboo forest of Tambo is the headquarters and also the hiding place of the robbers. But no one dared to complain to the Japanese. Moreover, acting alone caught them. This grandfather is famous. It was almost proven that this young man was not fast with his samurai earlier.

Now the coachman of the bendi can catch from the conversation of these two bombers, that they have difficulty where to stay. His heart went hiba. “The whole city will be checked immediately by Kempetai ..” the coachman said slowly. The Bungsu looked at him. “Is that person protected by the Japanese ? “ tanya want to know. “No. But the Japanese will be looking for every killer. What else did you kill tonight were seven people. A number of not a few Japanese let the Datuk gang run rampant for their benefit indirectly. In every mess, they plucked fortunately ..” The Bungsu took a deep breath.

They are equally silent. What sounded to break apart the silence was the sound of horseshoe colliding with the asphalt. Splitting the night that had been far away stabbed late. The Bungsu did not realize where the bendi was heading. His broken ribs made him exhausted immeasurably. Eating the legs of the man in the inn had completely melted his body. Mei-meilah was the first to realize that the weir was getting farther and getting into the dark clumps. He shook the body of the Bungsu who was leaning against him. The Bungsu did not move.

“Will you take where we are?” “You have no place to stay in a young city .” “Yes. But now where are we going to take you?” “Ke my home ..” “Ke father's house ..?” “Yes. In my house you will be safe. Hais ck ck ..” The coachman cracked his horse. It felt a rather violent shock when the fluid started to leave the paved road and enter the small road that is not flat. Mei-mei hugged the shoulder of the Bungsu so as not to slump down. “Home ...?” the Bungsu repeated his question slowly.

And after that he was unconscious. Mei-mei can't do anything. Even if he intends to fight, and can escape, but he will not do so. He did not want to leave this young man who had helped him. Even if disaster will befall him, he wants to stay near the Bungsu. “Haissy ck .. ck Haissy ..” the coachman hits his horse again. The horse was walking in a bright light. Run as you please. Stepping over holes and stones as big as fists. He memorized that path. Even though the night that was almost welcomed at dawn was very dark. Mei-mei tries to pay attention to the road and the wilderness they pass through.

The path to his right left was full of tree trees. Like a forest. But the most among the tree trees was the bamboo tree. Big and high as it would reach the sky. When he was a kid, he lived in this town. But then he was a child, then Babah, his stepfather, brought them to Payakumbuh. When he was a kid, he never got here. Mostly just to the neighboring house in the Chinese village. Suddenly the bendi stopped. The coachman called out, then he walked to the back. To where the Bungsu and Mei-mei are sitting.

“Let me help to lower it ..” said the old coachman again while holding the hand of the Bungsu. Then arrived, in his very fast movement the body of the Bungsu was on his shoulder. The cottage door opens. A middle-aged woman appeared with a lamppost in her hand. Mei-mei got off the bendi and followed the coachman. When going to enter the cottage paroh-aged woman was stunned to look at Mei-mei. But just for a second. Then dodging from the door gives way to Mei-mei..

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