TIKAM SAMURAI :EPISODE 1 (WASHING THE FACE WITH BLOOD)
Tikam samurai (episode 56) kusia bendi

Alright. I hope to be able to until tonight at home ..”

Datuk Penghulu then upright. Leaving behind a secret meeting that numbered fifteen of his followers. Now he is in his home. But it's too late. His house was flat on the ground. The rest is eaten by fire. His body feels linu. In front of the fire he saw the Bungsu hugging Mei-mei's body.

“Mana etek and your sister Bungsu ..?”

The grandfather asked from his place of standing. Slow question. Bungsu put Mei-mei's body. Then it faces the grandfather.

“I'm sorry sir ... they ..”

Bungsu could not continue his words. How he would say. How will he deliver that disaster? He didn't have to tell her.

As soon as it started coming earlier, this grandfather could already guess what happened. He already suspected that his wife and son had perished. His eyes swept around the place. Behind the bed of his house that had collapsed, he saw a body lying covered with cloth. Near the banana stem, he saw the body of Upik, his son.

The old man, who every day was a busier, but in his soul was burning the spirit of the struggle for independence for his people, was upheld in silence. His eyes alternately stared at the two corpses of his son and wife. Slowly on his old cheek seemed tears to flow. The Bungsu became amazed to see the fortitude of this parent. He saw the bodies of his wife and children. But he did not leave his place.

“You became the first person to die as a victim of the war of independence in this city. May the Lord receive you ..” he said slowly to his son and wife.

Among the clattering of the sound of fire eating the rest of the house, among the loneliness that smothered in the bamboo forest Kampung Tarok his instincts caught something. The instincts he brought down from Mount Sago. A year he lived in the wilderness. Live and compete with the violence and violence of nature. Living and learning to

stay alive not to die from the ferocity of wild animals.

Instincts that have been forged. Since he was human, then his instincts exceeded the instincts of a savage beast in the forest. Now, he's caught something life-threatening. The threat came from around where they are now standing. Coming from the direction of the darkness of the bamboo forest that was upright like a demon surrounded them. The height of bamboo trees in Padang Gamuak Tarok village is like the hands of elmauts who are ready to choke their necks.

His body is tense. His sharp ears, trained for two years in the jungle of the sago mountains, catch the subtle sounds behind him. He saw that Datuk Penghulu was still standing still. The distance between him and Datuk was about two fathoms.

“There are people coming Datuk sir ..” He said slowly once. But his slow voice was heard by the grandfather.

“Yes. But do it like we don't know. They are six different people and they are Kempetai ..”

Said the Grandfather slowly. The Bungsu was shocked. He just found out that someone was coming. But the grandfather knew the number. And knowing that those who came were Japanese soldiers. He has been training for a full year. Learn from the wild animals in Mount Sago. His cleverness in listening to something far away was very sharp. But Datuk Penghulu turned out to have a sharper feeling. Imagine how high science Datuk is. Silence, the Bungsu praised the height of the old man's science.

SERIATE....