Alma's Journey Looking for a Mother

PITAK 18: The Heirloom Palace

*Last Episode (PITAK)* 

 

Finally Pudding and Wulan Kencana entered a large room that had stone shelves lined up. The stone shelves were filled with various objects in groups such as libraries or museums.

There were shelves full of various shapes of books, there were shelves of swords, there were shelves of keris, there were shelves of shields, spears, machetes, arrows, knives, medicine, and so on, until the cooking utensils are counted as heirlooms, there are available in that place.

There was not enough one floor of the large room, there were still many stone shelves on the second, third and fourth floors.

Seeing that, Wulan Kencana was flabbergasted to the point of not realizing that her wrinkled mouth had been agape since earlier. Luckily, the place was free of insects. Do not expect to find rats or flies and cockroaches in the place called the Heirloom Palace.

“If I could carry the three greatest heirloom weapons alone, I could be the most powerful in the world,”, said Wulan Kencana.

“Hahaha!” pudding laughter saw the reaction shown by the grandmother. “Look, isn't this not worth the fee I offer that's too cheap?”

Wulan Kencana did not answer Pudding's question, she immediately went to look for a shelf that stored heirloom objects related to medicine.

Every heirloom object has a hanger of a palm leaf on which there is a record of data about the heirloom object, what its name is, whose relics and what are its magic.

With the note, people will be easier to find what objects they intend.

“Where? Where?” the grandmother said as her eyes were busy searching for the name of the medicine she had in mind.

Actually Wulan Kencana does not really know the name of the drug he is looking for or know what it looks like. However, he only knew one word of the name of the medicine that could cure possible for all kinds of diseases, except death.

“Semesta, Universe, Universe,” call Wulan Kencana repeatedly to himself, while his hands read one by one sheet of ejection.

Wulan Kencana at that time was already on a stone shelf containing a lot of spices and medicinal pills. Some are naked, some have nests, and some are stored in special wooden packages or boxes.

“What's the name of the medicine you need, so I can help you find it?” ask Pudding.

“I forgot his full name and I don't know what it looks like. But there is the word Universe on his name,” replied Wulan Kencana.

“I helped find it on the bottom shelf,” said Pudding. The short body makes it difficult to reach the middle or upper shelf.

Pudding also helps Wulan Kencana. It takes precision, because they only contain one word from the name of the drug in question.

Long story short, after searching for quite a while.

“Green Universe Swirl,” read Pudding with sound deliberately hardened.

“Yeah, the!” wulan Kencana Pekik pointed at the Pudding.

The grandmother hurriedly came to the Pudding and saw the medicine meant by the Pudding.

There is a round rattan woven ball that in the inner space can be seen from the holes in the ball. It was seen that inside the rattan ball was a round, dim green glowing object as big as a quail egg.

“Embun Semesta Hijau relic Tabib Perawan. The cure of all diseases except death. One treatment is enough to eat half a grain by chewing finely.” Wulan Kencana collected the data written on a sheet of palm leaves hanging by a string.

“Is that really it?” ask Pudding.

“True. I'm sure this is the cure,” said Wulan Kencana sumringah.

He then took the rattan ball. Using the inner power left over from hers, Wulan Kencana broke the webbing on the rattan ball. Thus, a faint glowing green object could be ejected.

Without hesitation and lingering bored, Wulan Kencana immediately bit the middle of the large pill in his hand. There was a bite-like sound on the thick layer of Nigerian chocolate ice cream.

“What else, Grandma?” ask Pudding.

“Jarum Kesaktian,” replied Wulan Kencana who could immediately feel there was a heat upheaval in his stomach, but not so make suffering or make mules. He had well kept the pieces of pills he had eaten.

While holding the heat up on his stomach, Wulan Kencana went to look for a rack that held various needles.

Since it only knew the name without ever seeing the shape of its needle, Wulan Kencana had to read the name of the needle one after another. Pudding helps again. There are more than saratus types of heirloom needles available.

Indeed it takes patience which at the end of the past heirloom called the Needle of Devotion was found.

The Devotional Needle is a silver needle along the index finger without having a thread hole. At the base is shaped like a thread. It doesn't look so special.

“Jarum The legacy of the Sun-grasping God. This heirloom husband of Mustika Dewi Kenanga,” read Wulan Kencana who saw the inscription on her palm leaf. “There is no clue how to unite this needle with Dark Egg.”

Wulan Kencana then took the needle and kept it behind the clothes. As usual for the grandmothers, nothing is always kept behind clothes.

“Let's go out, Grandma!” bring Pudding.

“I want one more heirloom,” says Wulan Kencana.

“Don't you just say two,” Pudding.

“The medicine and the needle couldn't convince me to defeat my strongest enemy,” said Wulan Kencana. “Mumped I'm here.”

“If you take more, it means you are greedy and break your promise to the Temple Guard,” Pudding said.

“After going out of all the gates, do I have to report again to the Temple Guard?” asked Wulan Kencana while walking looking on the shelves of other heirlooms that she wanted.

“No. However, if you break, you will be exposed to the unlucky or curse of the Digdaya Nature Temple,” replied Pudding.

“That's no more threat of lies being made to frighten only. If we have the greatest heirloom in the martial world, who would dare to impose punishment? It is precisely he who will die alone,” said Wulan Kencana. Then he said, “It must be upstairs.”

Wulan Kencana who was still limping with her bamboo staff, immediately climbed the stairs leading to the second floor. Pudding followed.

“I'm not even responsible for your offence, Grandma,” Pudding said.

“I will bear it myself. I have the science of Eternal Raga. I will not be able to die,” said Wulan Kencana. Then he said suddenly, “There!”

Wulan Kencana sped up his steps when he saw the rack containing various types of fans.

“You must want to take the World King Fan?” keka Pudding's.

“If you already know, shut up. After this, we go home,” said Wulang Kencana.

Meanwhile, inside a small black temple located in the front of the region of Natural Digdaya Temple.

“Candid Guard, Wulan Kencana has violated. In addition to taking the Green Universe Dew cure, he also took the Devotion Needle and the World King Fan,” Honey Semanis told the Temple Guard who was a handsome middle-aged man.

“Let. A greedy person who breaks a promise will quickly accept his punishment. The Curse of the Digdaya Nature Temple applies to anyone,” said the Flat Temple Keeper.

The Temple Guard and his two female companions could tell what heirlooms were taken by the person who managed to enter the Heirloom Palace. (BH)