TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
TIAM SAMURAI (EPISODE 52)Blood of the warrior and his dead guide

Rather than giving up in custody, giving up on the secret mention of a friend's friend, the man felt it was better to die in resistance. And he proved it before the eyes of the Bungsu.

Unable to resist, tears melted down the young man's cheeks. He remembered his father. In fighters who have sacrificed their lives to drive out the invaders. And he also remembered the Baribeh dansiJuling who had betrayed his heart. He also remembered the man who was the guide. He was sure the man must be a Minang jug. He saw it in his style and clothes. Both Kempetai and the man the guide stopped three fathoms behind him. He heard a cocked bed. Then a hoarse voice.

“Hey, you are the owner of lepau and who wears black clothes, come quickly. Come here with your hands raised high . .”

The owner of the lepau stared calmly at the Bungsu. The Bungsu was astonished to see the man's calmness. Slowly the man's hand approached the table in front of him. And one look, the Bungsu saw the keris on the table filled with bananas. Soon the Bungsu can guess, this man must be one of the couriers or eyes of the Indonesian fighters. Because otherwise, it would be impossible for Datuk Penghulu to have him wait for the dead courier on this floor. The Bungsu also immediately realized the great danger if until the owner of this lepau took his keris.

He was in the shadow of a lamp, his movements must have been visible to the Kempetai who was ready with a cocked bed. The man will die before he can do anything. But he couldn't remember, the man had touched his kris. That's when the Bungsu threw the glass containing coffee in his hand back, towards the Kempetai.

Simultaneously his hand snatched the samurai on his thigh. His body d he dropped backwards. Three quick rolls, and then the samurai worked. The two Kempetai were staring at him with cruelty at the motion of the man's hand to pick up his keris.

They are ready to pull the trigger bedil once the keris is lifted. But they were shocked when suddenly a glass of hot coffee floated into their faces. They then avoided as much as they could, but still their faces were splashed by the hot coffee. They know who threw this coffee glass. Must be the one sitting next to the dead courier. But as soon as they prepare, once the Bungsu gets near them by rolling on the ground. And …

Sret .. sret .. snap!!

Two very fast shots, then a stab to the back. The Second Samurai Rat Kempetai died on the spot. Bedil in the hands of the two Japanese never bark. But people were already swarming in the distance. The owner of the lepau was stunned. Keris in his hand, he had not been able to pull out of the sheath, now still held in his hand. He has not yet moved from his place. He wanted to put up a fight, but the enemy he was going to fight was both dead. So quickly the young man acted.

The man who had been a guide saw that bad gelagat immediately ran away. But the owner of the lepau saw it, as well as the Bungsu. The owner of the lepau by grinding his teeth swung his hand. His crackle floated hunting the man who was about to run away. So did the Bungsu. He became hate half to die to the Minang who until the heart betrayed his people.

The hour of Gadang not far from where the man fell clanged eleven times.The people in the upper market who had grown up at that time would never forget this event. On Thursday night Friday in late July 1945 it was the night of death for many Japanese Soldiers in Bukittinggi. The city where the Headquarters Balatentara Japan in Sumatra is located.

“Come, follow me ..” arrived when the Bungsu heard the sound.

He saw the man who owned the lepau pull the keris from the man's nape. And run towards the direction of Pasar Teleng. The Bungsu obeyed the man who pulled his samurai from the traitor's body. Then took the body of the courier who had delivered the news about Saburo. And he quickly followed the man who owned the catfish. From a distance they heard whistles and scattered the Japanese soldiers. The sound of shoes was hunting. But by then they were safe. A shop opened when the man who owned the lepau passed by. The man went in there and the Bungsu came along.

The shopkeeper closed the door quickly. Locking with a big beam. Shortly after, shoes ran outside. Rasp of Kempetai shoes. The Japanese army is like searching for a ghost lost in the dark. While the shop owner in Pasar Teleng brought them to the bottom of his shop.

“Do not worry. It's safe here. No sound will be heard up there. Put the body in the bed ..” said the store owner. The Bungsu put the courier's body on the mat.

“Hmm, Sutan Prince apparently ..” said the store owner after seeing the corpse, then looked at the Bungsu.

“Father knows him?” ask the Bungsu. The man took a breath.

“I know almost every man in this city young man. Including yourself. I know who the fighters are and who the traitors are. Sutan Pangeran Datuk Penghulu's. While he is this Sutan Permato, eyes of Dakhlan Jambek I myself a liaison courier like Datuk Penghulu ..”

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