Prince Without Crown
The Prince's teacher came out of the nest
Thousands of bodies now appear to be lying on the ground and overlapping each other.
The smell of blood rancid with the smell of roast meat was really piercing into the nose.
Thousands of vultures now appear to be flying in the sky waiting for the right time to feast on the delicious food that is plentiful in this teak forest valley.
The number of vultures, very interesting for a pair of elderly men and women who are currently watching while looking up into space.
While swearing, the two of them then darted towards the branch of a large tree and were tall enough to see what exactly was going on.
"Santalay. It seems like there is a war going on. My guess is, that this must be a war between the kingdom of Galuh and the kingdom of the Earth Spikes" said an old woman who was very wrinkled as only skin wrapping bones.
"Heh Kunti Bawuk! Do you think we're too late?" Asked the old man who turned out to be a pair of prince Indra Mahesa's teachers.
"Eitherway. We come out of the hermitage not to interfere in the affairs of those royal people. Rather, it wanted to answer the challenge of the Black Grandfather. Let's go fast! I can't wait" said the old woman.
"alright. Let's see what's really going on!" Said Eyang Santalaya then immediately preceded the silver fan Angel.
"Basar weathered old people smell of soil who forget to age. You never changed in the past. Just play stay. That's why I don't want to be your wife" said Nini Kunti Bawuk who forgot that she was also a weathered and smelly old man.
"Hey.., Santalaya! Why don't you wait for me, huh? I squeezed your knees to let me know how you feel!"
Hearing the scream like a cannonball, Eyang Santalaya immediately stopped his run and immediately turned around and approached the woman who was better known by the jungle as, The silver fan.
"I know I'm very handsome and charismatic. Look at! You can't even stay away from me. My fate, O almighty God. What is my fault and sin that you have laid upon this beautiful face full of true good looks? Is it my destiny to continue being the target of women? What is this karma oh God?" Said Eyang Santalaya as if he was chanting a pujangga fatwa.
"Eh satan plas. Look at your already wrinkled face. You're not like a living carcass. Why are you so confident with that butute face of yours? Skinny body dry, partial hair has fallen out, eyes are myopic. When the wind blows strong, I'm afraid you'll be able to hold on. You'll definitely be on the terrace. Basic old man butut skinny dry do not know himself," Nini Kunti Bawuk scolded with words that touch the body, and heartstrings in the bottom of the heart.
"Heh Bawuk! You're what's the lack? Skinny screaming skinny. You are the same as me. Stay leather wrapping k3ntut!" While glaring, Eyang Santalaya seemed unwilling to lose.
"I squeezed out your kneeling bird, Santalaya!!!" Nini Kunti Bawuk said then issued moves that formed the claws of eagles exposed to rheumatism towards the bottom right in the cage of knee birds belonging to Eyang Santalaya.
Seeing the danger that threatened his ancestral weapon, Eyang Santalaya did not want to delay any longer. He immediately took a thousand steps, even a million steps leaving Nini Kunti Bawuk who was currently back scattering syahdu words of pearl.
Satisfied with cursing and cursing, he immediately darted chasing towards the blur of Eyang Santalaya earlier.
Seriate...