THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
RANGGA, FOLLOW MY REQUEST

Soon at the West end of the stage a gentled grandfather stepped closer to the large walnut tree. All those present did not take notice because they thought that the grandfathers were one of the many guests invited by the Goddess Kala Hijau. After all, all the guests' eyes were mostly fixed to the face of the stage. The grandfathers who were none other than Blue Kala who had disguised themselves, bent their knees and tracked the earth. His body like flying darted up the branch of the walnut tree where at that time sat the Pendekar of the deadly trident Rangga Geblek while eating walnuts. 

"Eh, your grandfather who is willing to go up to my seat ... ?!" ask Rangga Geblek. 

Blue Grandfather took a deep breath and changed his voice so that it was exactly like the voice of an old man. "Rangga Geblek, I am a man of Dewi Kala Hijau. The goddess asked you to come to her place. He'll talk to you four-eyes!" 

"Hem .. so? lngin talk what?" rangga asked as his pair of eyes looked at the look of the old grandparents in front of him. 

"Where do I know? I'm just following orders" Blue replied. 

"If your god needs me, just tell him to come here!" 

"Don't talk shit in Dewi Kala Hijau's lair" the grandfathers hissed. "Even if you can mess up the atmosphere, but don't expect you to get out of here. Look, the suspension bridge has been decided!" 

The warrior of the death trident was shocked and looked to his right major. It is true, at that time the suspension bridge made of human bones had been decided. 

”If the bridge has been cut do you think I can't get out of the valley hi...?!" 

"Here ... I don't want to talk at length with you, you want me to come to the place of the Goddess of Green Kala or not?!" 

"Eh, grandfather, are you threatening me?” 

Kala Biru laughed. "Did you not have the guts to confront our Goddess? Ah, I thought you really were a manly knight! May it be just a despicable slave dina who is a cowardly dodol!" 

Angry the Swordsman of the deadly trident. "At the end of the sky even your god I'll come!" said. 

"Then let's prove it!" 

The grandfather aka Kala Biru floated down. Full of curious Swordsman of the deadly trident followed. He was taken to the south-east valley, through a path that rotated and winding up and down and then into a cave hole that from the outside was covered with piles of human bones. The hallway inside the cave was apparently illuminated with ancient lights in the form of Aladdin lamps. 

About two minutes later, in front of a stone door the grandfather stopped his steps, then turned to Rangga Geblek, and said: "Wait for me to reach the hallway over there and knock on this stone door ...." 

"Old man, if this is a trap don't wish your death well! At least your hands and feet will be taken off one by one!" 

The Grandfather aka Kala Biru laughed cursily and passed from before the Swordsman of the death trident. Rangga himself felt bad at that time and he was sure that he was in a trap. But to return may be even greater danger especially considering the cowardly word given by the grandfather was very burning his heart. 

So when the grandfather saw him had reached the end of the hallway, immediately knocked on the stone door in front of him. The heavy stone door was thus knocked open to the side by itself. It turned out that the stone door was two more spears thick. When Rangga looked at the open door, behind the door was a very nice room. Never before have our warriors seen such a room. On the left is a green bed with red, yellow, white, blue and brown flowers. On the wall beside this bed hung a large beautiful painting. On the right is a set of tables and chairs while the entire floor is covered with thick and nice tapestries. 

But what attracted the attention of the Death Trident at that time was not all the beauty of it, but on a woman's body sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. This woman was wearing a long green dress made of very thin silk cloth. His right leg was bred on the left leg so that his long shirt was wide open showing his thighs were solid white and smooth. Behind his thin silk clothes it was almost obvious that both of his breasts were large. But all the beauty of the naked body is meaningless when seen the face of the woman who is covered in a thin mask of the face of the skull.

"Please enter Rangga ...." The Green Goddess Kala said as she waved her hand. 

"If you want to talk, let me stand here" replied the Swordsman of the Trident of Death. 

"Even if you mean to set me up, I don't flinch! My life also means your life Goddess Kala Hijau!" 

"Hem .. that's one good word. Come, come in Rangga. I want to talk to you." 

Then the Pendekar trident of death entered. As soon as he entered the room then the door behind him shifted quickly and closed back. The Goddess of Green Kala laughed. "Please sit down" he said. 

Rangga remained standing in his place. And Dewi Kala Hiau laughed again and then asked: "Do you think this room is good or not?" 

“It's great and beautiful," replied Rangga. "Just love ...." 

"Darling what?" 

"Honey is inhabited by bad-faced women!" 

Dewi Kala Hijau laughs. ”My parade is not as bad as you think, Rangga!" said. 

And he said this with his left hand open the skull mask that covers his face. It turns out that Dewi Kala Hijau is very beautiful. His nose was small, his lips were like a pomegranate, his eyes were clear and shining like an eastern star, on his left chin was a small mole. Swordsman of the death trident scratched his head. 

"Is my face bad?" ask Dewi Kala Hijau. 

"No." answered Rangga quickly. "But why is it so beautiful that your heart is more evil than the heart of the devil?!" 

Dewi Kala Hijau laughed again. "Rangga, right now we only have a little time to talk. In a moment I will go outside to inaugurate the establishment of the Skull Valley Party! I hope you like joining us...." 

Rangga Geblek smirked. "You're still dreaming about your party! Also did you forget that once I turned down your offer until whenever I refused!" 

Dewi Kala Hijau stood up from her chair and stepped before the Swordsman of the death trident. How clearly she looks like that beautiful piece of her body. Our swordsman felt his breath stop. 

"Dashing warrior, you're the one who dreams. Are you blind to the fact there's a stage out there? Didn't you see the guests who came to this place to witness the official founding of the Skull Valley Party?" 

"Well if you say I'm the dreamer. But I won't enter your party anyway. Even my arrival here was precisely to destroy it!" 

Dewi Kala Hijau stepped up and stood close in front of the Swordsman of the death trident. His breath and his fragrant body odor swept across his face and pierced the nose of the deadly trident Swordsman. 

Suddenly the woman clasped her hands to the young man's neck and whispered softly: "Rangga. Let us lead together the Skull Valley Party. You can stay here and I'll obey whatever you want ...." 

Chest Swordsman deadly trident roar. His blood is flowing fast. Especially when the woman put her head on her chest and hugged her tight.

SERIATE....