A PAIR OF SWORD KNIGHTS

The Descending Mountain Requirements

That morning, Mahesa seemed to be practicing diligently. The young man in clean and healthy complexion with his slightly short black hair let out a loud snapping following the instructions from Kek Hafiz.

"The energy flow in the navel upwards through the inner layers of the sound and the jolt all converges with the sound." The words of Kek Hafiz sounded soft and relaxed.

"Haaiiit,, Hhhiiiaaat, Aaaacchh," Shouts of yelling echoed within the cave chamber.

Mahesa who continuously did so was finally able to let out a sound attack just like her Master had ordered.

"Hhaaaiiit, Ggrrrruuuuuhhhrhrr." The sound of his screams was accompanied by the ruins of small stone stones that were on the wall of the stone cave.

"Enough Son." Cake Hafiz.

"Good Cake." Mahesa replied back to a special place where for 7 years he sat meditating while breathing strange smoke coming out of a hot steam hole in the bowels of the earth.

For hours they sat in each other's places until Mahesa was conscious of her meditation. When he felt meditated enough, the 17-year-old immediately prepared lunch for him and the Grandfather who was still drowning dissolved into the power of nature.

If seen and noticed, Mahesa's day is very boring. He was like being in a big prison without interacting directly with outsiders.

Only once a year his family visits or he is given two months to visit his family without being allowed to linger.

Indeed, that is the life of Mahesa who now knows what causes him in brackets in the big cave.

It was known to him when his father and Kek Hafiz spoke alone in the stone room of the Dead Cliffs when they visited there two years ago in pick up Candu.

At that time his father asked how he was, Kek Hafiz replied, the poison in his body has now been neutral to a large extent. It only takes another year for Mahesa to fully recover.

Since then, there is no longer any obstacle to live there with Kek Hafiz although sometimes he felt constrained to live in prison.

"Grandfather, let's have lunch" cried Mahesa who had sat on his feet in front of Kek Hafiz.

"Let's Nak" replied Kek Hafiz who despite the age of Mahesa was 17 years and had become a strong and handsome young man, but still always called him 'Nak'.

After eating, they immediately pray together in the direction of Mahesa who does have a melodious voice and is talented in reading and memorizing scripture verses.

Finished doing their activities, Kek Hafiz immediately invited his students and great-grandchildren to the top of the mountain of kidul.

With a happy smile, Mahesa followed the old-looking Grandfather out of the underground passageway towards the uphill cave pit near the peak.

After the two were at Puncak Kidul, Mahesa and Kek Hafiz who inhaled the aroma of the open nature chose a stone three meters away from each other and sat on it.

"Mahesa, today your entire training is over." Cake Hafiz.

"Then, what should I do, cake?" Mahesa asked confusedly.

"Later in the night, you must go down the mountain carrying the black box to the Cliffs of Death. Give it to your father with a letter you can't open at all. Both of those things you have to take care of with your life bet, son, are you willing?"

"I'll try the cake." Mahesa replied, her heart breaking upon hearing this.

"Remember Son. Life is giving and being given. If you feel good about being given kindness, you should also feel good about giving kindness. If your anger is treated badly, then get angry if you commit a crime. Life is a wheel, when you help, you will be helped."

"Sorry Cake. Aren't many people who helped even returned tuba?" Ask Mahesa.

"I'm still confused Kek."

"Look at Nak. If you help a hillbilly girl out of crime. Later that help you will feel back. Only his position is different. For example, if one day your sister is helped by someone, you feel like the brother of the hamlet girl. If one day your child is helped by someone, your position will experience the position of the girl's father you helped. If your granddaughter is being helped by someone, you'll feel the girl's grandfather's feelings when you help. Do you understand? Only his place and time and person are different." Cake Hafiz explained in a soft and low voice.

"Then, life is just a twist of fate?" Asked the handsome young man with furrowed brows and a serious face.

"That's the Word in the holy book Son, God created us just to test with a variety of fate so that it looks who is better than who, who is worse than who."

"Now I understand Kek. Basically, life is just empty. Is that Cake?"

"really. In that emptiness we must play our best role. This void will be filled in the day we are faced with the Almighty Son."

After speaking at length in the form of questions and answers about spiritual inner lessons, the, Cake Hafiz immediately descended from the rock to return to the mountain pit to the bottom through the cave passage which turned down and winding.

Mahesa who walked behind only heard the rumbling sound of lightning and lightning accompanied by heavy rain outside. Suddenly the cold weather pierced the bones of the imagined Mahesa wanted to sleep in a warm stone bed near where she meditated.

"Later in the night, you'll have to go down the mountain carrying a black box to the Cliffs of Death."

His grandfather's voice echoed in his mind. Mahesa who daydreamed while walking slowly took a deep breath remembering the words of her Grandfather that once released could not be pulled back.

The two of them arrived in the spacious room where they had lived for many years. Mahesa immediately performed the prayer with Kek Hafiz.

After the prayer, Mahesa heard thunder and rain with a lightning shadow from the end of the cave hole when Kek Hafiz's voice said,

"Let's eat. After that, prepare Nak to carry out your duties."

"Good Cake." Mahesa answered with resignation.

Tonight seems to have been the fate of a rain shower.

After finishing, Mahesa came down carrying a large backpack through the western mountain slope.

The huge lightning and the lightning striking made the heart in Mahesa's chest beat fast. The heavy rain that fell on him felt a bone-chilling coldness.

But by exerting his powerful inner energy, Mahesa was able to warm his body.

The slippery mountain slope he descended quickly and carefully. Once he slipped, his life would separate from the crushed body rolled to the bottom of the mountain.

Mahesh stopped for a moment looking up. The lightning light struck the body of Kek Hafiz who was standing staring at him from the entrance to the underground cave.

Mahesa was unable to see the face of her Grandfather who was thousands of meters above. If only he had super vision like his father, then of course he could see the tears on the face of Kek Hafiz who for decades had never been seen in the slightest.

Though his eyes were not as good as his father's. However, Mahesa's eyes remained sharp in the darkness having been accustomed for many years to being in a dark underground room.

In the darkness of that night, he could see the rocks he passed through clearly.

Soon, Mahesa arrived at the base of Gunung Kidul which has a dense forest right next to the Village of Kindul which was once called Kigundul Hamlet.

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