THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
REBEL SPY CAUGHT

The silence along the road was now broken by the sound of the roar of the wagon wheels. Once in a while interspersed with the cluttering, when the wheel of the cart grinds the rocks

or the sound of the wood of the vehicle was waged when one of the wheels entered the street hole.

At that time still quite far from Kotaraja, the Swordsman Trident of Death sat out his legs at the back of the train. His eyes were closed by the wind

cool. Several times he has been yawning. The person sitting in front of him was always throwing his face away, disinclined or rather displeased to look at this young man who intermittently yawned, intermittently scratching his long-haired head.

A few moments later Rangga Geblek opened his eyes. He's wriggling. This added to the displeasure of the person before him.

“Brother, I asked for your cucumber one...” said Rangga Geblek.

And not waiting for the answer of the owner of the vegetable, just immediately Rangga Geblek took a large cucumber and gnawed it. The person in front of Rangga Geblek cursed inwardly. His jaw was tightly clenched.

“Rara Murni..” Excited Rangga Geblek suddenly. “Do you like to eat cucumbers?”

At the front of the carriage Rara Murni turned away for a while but did not reply.

“Heat-hot like this is delicious to eat cucumbers, to release thirst and get it do not have to be hard.”.

“Thank you... I'm not thirsty Brother...” I heard the girl's answer.

“Hem...” Rangga Geblek muttered and continued to chew cucumbers in his mouth, and the wagon continued to move along the dusty and hollow and rocky road.

At the back of the train Rangga Geblek rubbed his stomach. Three cucumbers had fallen into the stomach and how acidic the person before him looked.

Now Rangga Geblek closed his eyes. If the stomach is full, sleepiness will come soon.

Suddenly the cart was deflected into a dead end that led to the river by the driver. As soon as the wagon stopped then came the voice of Pure Rara asking:

“Brothers, why come here and stop here?”

The wagon driver laughed. Suddenly his disgusting laughter vanished and was replaced with Pure Rara's cry. And in the back of the farmer's own train

who was sitting in front of Rangga Geblek suddenly pulled a machete from behind his waist. As soon as the machete is pulled out of its sheath without waiting longer it is immediately deflected

to the head of Rangga Geblek which was still closed eyes, the ease of sleeping chickens blown by the cool breeze along the way.

One more inch of sharp gootok eyes will split the baton of the head of the Trident of Death, then there are rattling sounds.

“Ciaaat!”

The attacking farmer's body bounced off the wagon. The bulge came off and the body was then lying on the ground with a broken stomach being hit by a kick. This man

breathe out without making a single sound.

The sight of the eyes of the swordsman of the deadly trident shone.

“Fart right.” the meaning and spit on the face of this farmer's corpse.

“Other sleepy people want to be hacked, feel for yourself. Puah.”

He spat again the face of the corpse then turned his head quickly.

Rara Murni was struggling to release the peasant checks driving the vegetable cart.

“Brothers, help me.” shouted the girl at Rangga Geblek.

“Fucking farmer!” the Rangga Gebelek wheelbarrow while jumping from the top of the cart.

“Hina slave. Get out of here or I'll cut your neck.” shouted the man who blocked Pure Rara. “Sreettt” Revoked a cleaver from behind the waist.

“Hemmm.. so you're just a lecherous robber posing as a farmer huh? A wolf in sheep's hair.... Let go of the girl or your jidat kubikin.”

“Dogs sit not know themselves, given freedom even ask mampus.” With his left hand the wagon driver took the body of Pure Rara. Seeing the shrewdness of the man's description, the warrior of the death trident immediately realized that the man was not a man

an ordinary farmer or a stupid wagon driver, but a clever warrior in disguise.

So when the opponent's weapon flashed towards his head the swordsman of the death trident moved quickly and did not want to give any more chances. The wagon driver opened his eyes wider

seeing the man he attacked disappear from before him. His swift strike hit an empty spot. This pushed the man forward and at this moment

both of his eyes looked at the figure of his comrade's body that was lying on the ground with a broken stomach.

Stand up this guy's fur. But just for a minute. This horror was soon replaced with an overflowing feeling of anger and rage. His body was turned back, a second time

flashing his weapon attacked Rangga Geblek.

But the second time was his death. His weapon again hit the empty wind and before he could send the next attack then five fingers saw him flashing very close to his forehead, could not be climbed with a machete, he said, can't be tickled at any speed.

“Plaaak!”

The palm of the right hand of the deadly trident warrior landed on the man's forehead, followed by the sound of screams of pain. The man rolled to the ground unconscious again. Knurl skin

black as it burned and in the middle of the forehead was printed a picture of a trident. This man is lucky to still profit from his friend because the swordsman of the death trident does not finish

chronicles.

Rangga Geblek released a totokan that nailed Rara Murni's body.

The girl said nothing. His face is still a bit pale. And Rangga Geblek said again: “But there are also benefits. This wagon is now ours. Let's continue the journey."

Pure Rara climbed back onto the wagon. Rangga Geblek drove the wagon. Throughout the girl's journey

that's not out of thought. The young man sitting next to him looked handsome, but strange and also funny. And in addition to that the greatness that had been witnessed by himself earlier was secretly

he made her admire the young man. And until now Pure Rara had no idea at all what the name of the young man was.

Some far outside the royal walls, Rangga stopped the wagon. He turned to the side. Then said: “Rara, Pakuan is in sight. I'm taking you just to get here. You keep this wagon, it's not hard to

driving it.”

“Where are you going yourself, Brother?” asked Rara Purely in wonder.

The Trident of Death laughed. “Where I want to go that's the one thing I can't answer,” said Rangga Geblek anyway. “Only my message, don't forget to say everything

the incident you experienced with Sang Prabu. I think the events you've been through have a background. And it is not impossible if there are still other palace officials who become traitors like Kalasrenggi.”

Rara Pure nodded.

Then Rangga Geblek said again: “Also do not forget to send an army of soldiers to the temple in the Limanaluk valley to bend Kalasrenggi.”

Pure Rara nodded a second time. When he saw the young man with long hair twisting his body about to pass, the girl quickly said:

“Brothers, wait a minute.”

Swordsman of the death trident turn his body back. “What's Rara?”

“I haven't said thanks to you.”

“Ah...” Rangga Geblek shake his hand, “No need. It was just a coincidence.”

“Sang Prabu will probably ask a lot about you. I think it's better for you to come together to the palace.”

“Thank you. But I have other business Rara.” replied Rangga Geblek.

“Then if hem.... if Sang Prabu asks what is your name, how should I explain it?”

Rangga Geblek laughed. “The name actually means nothing Rara. We are all born without a name. Our parents gave us the name and it was just a habit.”

“So do you not have a name?” ask Rara Pure anyway.

Rangga Geblek laughed again. “My name doesn't matter to Rara. But if you're curious remember this picture.” After saying so just pulled the bottom end of the cloth worn

Rara Pure. And with the tip of his finger, using energy in course, then he made a picture of the trident.

Rara Purely watched the picture. “Trisula.” hisses.

His head was about to say something to the young man. But he was surprised and not surprised. The young man was no longer in front of him, as if a magical disappeared into the earth. Rara Pure looked around. But the warrior of the deadly trident is still invisible.

The girl took a long breath. “Young freak, kinda cherry, but plain-hearted.” Rara said Purely in heart.

The whipping of cart-pulling cows. That wagon too

move towards the gate of Kotaraja.

Of course, Prabu Kamandaka was very surprised when he got information and knew what had happened to his sister. An army of royal soldiers was immediately dispatched

the Limanaluk valley. But they came too late because by then the traitor Kalasrenggi was no longer breathing, dying hanging from blood pouring from his nose, eyes and eyes

earlobes.

Rara Murni himself, secretly told some of his confidants to look for traces of Rangga Geblek the Swordsman of the Heavenly Dragon Death Trident, but their efforts were in vain.

That day also throughout the Kingdom was a purge, including in the palace. But the results were not satisfactory at all. Even the poison master of the traitor Raden Werku

Alit remained calm in his place in his luxurious building in the palace environment. Who would have guessed that the half-brother of the Prabu himself became

the biggest traitor?

The only people caught in the purge were the farmers who raved Rara Murni in the middle of the road while riding the cart. Before being taken to

in front of the Prabu, this farmer managed to snatch the sword of a soldier and slammed it into his neck. No wonder that man took his life there too.

Who is this farmer really? Who was his friend who had been saved by the previous death trident warrior? Why did the farmer decide

to kill yourself?

He and his friends are nothing but accomplice spies

kaumbrebellion sent by Mahesa Jenar to meet Raden Werku Alit and investigate the atmosphere in Pajajaran ahead of the time of the total assault was held.

As told above, on the way to the royal capital of Pakuan, they had met with Rara Murni, Sang Prabu's sister, along with a gondrong man whom they thought were Rara Murni's servants. Then their intention arose to kidnap the girl and take her to the rebel hideout at the foot of Mount Halimun.

But they mean to bring harm to themselves. The one who died was beaten by the warrior Trident of Death. The other one collapsed unconscious in the middle of the road and was later captured by

royal soldiers but managed to commit suicide before being brought before SangnPrabu, before being forced to give a description.