Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 34

...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...

...Author by: David Khanz...

...Section 34...

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Not much Ki Sendang Waruk told at the meeting that time. Hanan was a bit limited to ask further, as time had already begun to pass by dusk. So with great force, he immediately bade to go home.

"Be careful on the road, son," said Ki Sendang Waruk as Hanan moved outside, escorted by Flowers. The young man replied, "Yes, Ki. Just pray. May all be well and the condition of this village, will be peaceful again as before."

"Yes, Aamiin." The flowers are nodding. Then let the two lovers say goodbye. But when Mang Dirman was about to pass, Ki Sendang Waruk deftly blocked the sado coachman's wrist. "You're still keeping my old orders, aren't you, Mang?" ask her in a soft voice.

Mang Dirman nodded. "T-of course, Ki," he replied trembling. "Let Den Hanan know for himself someday."

"Hhmmm," deham Ki Sendang Waruk without even looking at the old man's face. "I just don't want to involve the kid in this matter. Worry ... he will take his own steps to solve the problems of the past."

"S-I understand, Ki," Mang Dirman replied. "But please .. release Aki's hand checks. I'm waiting for Den Hanan up ahead there."

Ki Sendang Waruk just woke up. Hurriedly he let go of his grip and let Mang Dirman walk towards sado. "We're going home now, Den?" take her between Hanan and Bunga. 

"Yes, Mang," said Sumiarsih's eldest son. Then continue to say goodbye to the flowers. "I'll go home first, Neng. If indeed you want to stay here for a while, there is at least Uwak Endang who will take care of you."

"Yes, Aa. I'll let you know if you want to go there" Bunga replied.

Hanan also followed Mang Dirman who had first climbed to the top of sado. Accompanied by a wave of hands, the man bailed back to Bunga and Ki Sendang Waruk.

Not felt, slowly the tears of the girl fell down the cheek. There is a sense of regret that is buried in the heart and cannot be expressed directly to the lover. Then hurriedly twisted his body, stepping back into the house as soon as called his uwak.

"Why are you crying, man?" ki Sendang Waruk asked so he noticed the clear glint in his nephew's eyes. "Neng didn't want to, did he, if Hanan suffered the fate of his father?"

The flowers shook slowly accompanied by her prank. Then slowly said, "But Eneng felt very guilty to Aa Hanan, Wak. Shouldn't it be, what you saw first was told as well?"

"Don't! No, Ng. It was very dangerous," Ki Sendang Waruk hurriedly replied. "You must understand, now Sumiarsih only has one. His fear of losing the person he loved again was enormous. Sumiarsih was worried that something would happen to her son. Therefore, he had asked Uwak to ask the real question about his father, not all revealed."

Flowers raised their faces, looking at their little eyeballs. "At least Aa Hanan must know, who caused Juragan Juanda to turn the world around, Wak. You see Eneng had a glimpse, when the banaspati came, outside Eneng saw like there were two figures who—"

Ki Sendang Waruk stuck his index finger to the girl's lips. "Ssttt .. don't mention anyone's name. Danger. In this situation, the enemy of Uwak will always try to spy on us" said the old man, looking around, especially up the trees in front of the house. His eyes were suddenly fixed on a Buweuk perched on a tree branch. "Come on, get inside."

Then they entered the house in a hurry and closed the door.

Another case with Hanan and Mang Dirman, the two men seemed silent along the way home. They are busy with their heads.

'I still wonder, is it true that Ki Endang has no knowledge of Father's past at all?' thought Hanan while looking around the surrounding nature that has blackened. 'Hasn't he been good friends with Dad since he was young? There must be something or someone who has dealt with Dad, causing Dad to die horribly. Even if it is true, why should it happen after such a long time has passed?'

The young man's forehead repeatedly shriveled the sign of thinking hard. He tried to connect the series of events that have been heard from various parties; his mother Sumiarsih, Mang Dirman, Bunga, or also Ki Sendang Waruk himself earlier. Have not found a bright spot that leads to a single figure and/or any basis at all. Only revolves around the moments of illness and the death of his father, the condition of the family business that suffered a setback, as well as the mystery of the emergence of Nyai Kasambi. A creepy-faced hunchback old woman, also famous as a shaman and/tabib in the local area.

Meanwhile, in the mind of Mang Dirman himself, the shadow of the events of Juragan Juanda's death once still seems clearly stored.

After being hit hard by the slamming of his master at that time, the old man could only groan in pain. Terkapar while paying attention to the attitude of Juragan Juanda who suddenly changed.

"He-he-he," Juanda's grin turned to look at Ki Sendang Waruk who was also limping up. "You want to fight me, Waruk? He-he. It's not that easy."

"Who are you? You seem to know me well?" asked Ki Sendang Waruk astonished while getting ready with his horses. "So soon, leave the body of my innocent friend! He has absolutely nothing to do with your problems, right?"

Juragan Juanda retreated. He rose as usual. It was as if he was not in pain as before.

"Of course I used to have a special relationship with this guy, Waruk!" he said with a hoarse voice choked.

"Have you?" Ki Sendang Waruk repeated a sentence uttered by Juragan Juanda. "Who's behind all this? Why are you holding a personal grudge with my best friend Juanda? If you have the courage, face me now! Don't hide using my friend's defenseless body shield!"

"Hi-hi-hi .. have you forgotten about me too, Waruk? Hi-hi's. You two are cowardly men!" joked Juragan Juanda with an angry tone. "You must have forgotten what you did to me!"

Ki Sendang Waruk's face suddenly changed. A pale bias adorned the look of his aged eyes. He seemed to be reminded of someone, but it was not clear exactly.

Ki Sendang Waruk shifted his legs slightly to the side, then patted Juragan Juanda's arm firmly.

The truck!

The clash of the two arms caused a sense of pain, like the sound of broken bones.

"Damn!" As fast as lightning Ki Sendang Waruk's palm moved forward, hitting the abdomen of his best friend's body hard.

"Ohhhhhh!" Juragan Juanda moaned, staggered back with fresh blood spurting from his mouth.

"Please ... leave that body .. hey, whoever's in control of my best friend Juanda's body!" pinta uwanya Flowers are wholehearted. "Fight me directly until one of us dies in the dirt!"

Instead of according, Juragan Juanda even chuckled mockingly. "Not yet, Waruk. I was deliberately waiting for your arrival. By using the body of this Juanda, in the eyes of this useless old man ….'' He glanced at the figure of Mang Dirman who was panting in pain leaning on the door of the room. "You're gonna look like you're gonna finish off your own best friend, Waruk. Hi-hi-hi."

"Don't you coward!" rutuk Ki Sendang Waruk began to ignite his emotions. "You were deliberately going to complain to us, weren't you?"

Heran, even though the two men were conversing, Mang Dirman did not listen to their chatter at all. Because the voices are there, they don't come out through the mouth. Except the minds that are linked to each other.

"Hi-hi-hi .. face me, Waruk. Otherwise, you're the one who will die tonight. Hi-hi!" juragan Juanda said, then jolted the floor hard, combined with hand movements twisting to form a circle quickly.

Ki Sendang Waruk is getting ready. He did not want to die in vain without a fight. Inevitably, must complain of kanuragan science to bring out the figure in the body of his best friend, Juanda.

Whoa!

A dazzling beam of light struck suddenly and instantly Ki Sendang Waruk also made a holding motion with both palms. Proceeding forward with almost complete concentration of the inner power of energy, until ….

Dar!

An explosion-like sound echoed through the room. Both of them bounced around like they were hit by a huge lightning current.

"Ohhhhh!" Ki Sendang Waruk slammed and several times circled in the air until finally fell down to kiss the wooden floor.

Bruk!

"Hhhhhhh!" Erang the man in pain held tightness in the chest and momentarily felt difficulty to breathe.

...SERIATE...

Word Description :

World Title: Died

Banaspati: An invisible creature resembling a flying fireball.

Buweuk: Owl.