
Dinner takes place casually accompanied by a warm bonfire and a guide's story about the ancient legends of the Sukabumi community. Fathia sat down restlessly. Upset seeing Doni constantly approaching Faiz and seemingly forgetting his promise to give chocolate to her. The two were swept away by the story of Abah Bili about the legend of the origin of Lake Situ Gunung. Smart tourism providers also hook potential tourists with story telling that not only introduce local culture but make teenagers who initially do not include Situ Gunung into the list of places planned to be visited so curious to know what kind of lake Situ Gunung. Surely hearing the word Situ Gunung is not just an interesting lake, but, but the existence of the longest suspension bridge in southeastern Asia is famous as a link 2 highlands separated by a deep valley in the area of Situ Gunung.
According to Bili abah, most Sukabumi people believe Situ Gunung is not a natural lake, but a man-made lake. The creator of the lake was a Mataram nobleman named Rangga Jagad Syahadana, who eventually became known as Mbah Jalun. He was a Dutch fugitive who fled the Mataram Kingdom because of the hunted invaders in the 1800s. After hiding in several Central Java sultanates, Mbah Jalun then settled for some time in the Sultanate of Banten.
In the next trip Mbah Jalun married women from Kuningan West Java. The couple then continued their journey through the Cianjur line. Because he is still a fugitive Dutch, the road through which more open the forest in the mountains. One of the roads that opened is the path through Mount Gede and Pangrango which is said to be one of the second mountain climbing routes that are a favorite of many climbers. This journey is full of natural challenges, such as winding roads and dense forests inhabited by wild animals. After a long walk with his wife, Mbah Jalun finally stopped in a valley that flowed clear river water. He also decided to settle in the area.
A few years later, in 1814, the couple had a son named Rangga Jaka Lulunta. As a form of gratitude for the birth of his son, he built the lake within seven days with simple equipment, such as buffalo skin as a means of transporting land. Finished, he named the lake Situ Gunung, meaning the lake on the mountain. However, the Dutch finally kissed the existence of Situ Gunung and were very amazed when they saw the beauty of the artificial lake. In 1840, Mbah Jalun was arrested and sentenced to hang. But, before the execution of the hanging sentence which was planned to be held in Cisaat square, he managed to escape. It is said that Mbah Jalun himself died in 1841 in the Bogor area. However, until now his tomb is still kept secret by his descendants.
"Since then until now, this lake is called Situ Gunung. The lake water comes from Curug Cimanaracun waterfall which is located about 50 meters from the lake. In addition to enjoying the calm lake water, green trees, and fresh air, in Situ Gunung one can enjoy the chirping sound of finches and braids passing around the lake." Once the cover story Abah Bili who occasionally interspersed with the great attractions of the middle-aged man blew a bamboo flute. The distinctive langgam sunda rhythm melodious through the tone produced by the flute was united with the sound of gurgling river currents. Shahdu.
“Then tomorrow we go to Situ Gunung first. I became curious about the lake as large as what can be made in 7 days with simple equipment.” Faiz was excited and curious about the new knowledge given by Abah Bili about Situ Gunung.
“People's abilities are different from people's abilities now, Jang. Mbah Jalun it has the equivalent knowledge of guardians who are not controlled by people today. Not everyone has a carom like him. The total area of the lake is about 5 hectares. If people now may take months to make a lake that large by deploying escavators and other heavy equipment.”
“Ck ck. No one inherits his knowledge, Bah? If there are resort projects Mother can certainly be completed faster without the need to bring heavy equipment."
Suddenly Faiz remembered the Bunda resort project that had to bring in a lot of heavy equipment to dig the soil to be made basement, create a swimming pool or create an artificial lake as a resort landscape. If people like Mbah Jalun still there must be contractors scrambling to hire him.
“Entahlah. But he's not just anyone, Jang. Mbah Jalun is really a guardian who has a kharomah. His descendants may have inherited his knowledge but a person who has such a white science must always be a tawadhu, so appear a little arrogant in his heart the science goes by itself.”
“Your strange nature.” Faiz's guts shrieked again. Self-aware that he sometimes still likes to be arrogant or ujub.
“But make curious.” muttered Doni who seems to also represent the inner voice of Faiz.
“Not to think about, Brother. We'll stop by there tomorrow. Others agree we go to Situ Gunung first before the road to the south right?’
“Agree.” Almost everyone is shouting the same word.
Thatenary has changed. Fathia was still waiting. He glanced at Blue who had looked agitated since. Apparently not only Fathia who felt anxious when just waiting for a chocolate bar. Blue has a different level of anxiety and the girl is not good at lying to herself.
"Aunt why? How can you not be happy?"
"Know. I'm fine." exclaimed Blue while glaring.
"Don't agree to Situ Gunung?"
Silent blue. He's already drafted itenary but the reality is the plan of stay plans. Inutile. Everything runs based on spontaneity, the liking of the ruler supported by his minions. The more it hit those power-associated blue eyes. The boy did not appreciate his existence at all let alone consider him aunty who should have more power than a nephew.
"Auntie if you don't agree to say it." Fathia again gave her advice with a relaxed smile.
"Free. It's not good to go with him, all by himself. Bummer."
"Yes. But he paid for it, Bi. Money has power. We stay here and enjoy the ride."
Blue pout. How good it is, Fathi. Wonder why Fathia did not feel that her happiness was disturbed because of Faiz. Since then Blue was upset and raved in his heart. His opinion was not at all understood by Faiz.
Fathia ran over to Doni, who gestured with her eyes. So close, with a quick movement Doni took a package from his pocket and handed it to Fathia through the back of his body so that not known Faiz who walked in front of him. Oh, it's a fun game. With a lightning-fast motion Fathia picked up the package. In a blink of an eye the parcel had moved from Doni's pocket to Fathia's pocket.
"Thank you, Fath." whispered Doni softly hardly heard anyone.
"Return the love, Bang." said Fathia in her heart, not daring to speak except through the look of her eyes.
Blue who saw the strange gelagat that resembled a pickpocketing exercise immediately reprimanded Fathia with a sour face and bulging eyes. His hand grabbed Fathia's arm and grasped it tightly.
"What's going on between you and Doni?"
"There's nothing."
"It's nothing."
Fathia let go of Blue's hand, knocked him down and hurriedly entered the small villa.
Blue is more suspicious. He followed the beautiful girl at the same pace.
Fathia hastily hid the package containing chocolate into her sling bag lying on the room table.
"What are you hiding, Fath. Don't play games."
"It's nothing, Bi. Secret."
"There are no secrets between us. Come onl. Show me what Doni was loving."
Blue tried to snatch the sling bag that was in Fathia's hands. Of course Fathia was adamant to defend it so that there was a scene of attraction pulling the bag until the rope broke and Fathia cried because of it.
"Hua. It's mine, Bi. Bad aunt. Auntie ruined my beloved bag." Fathia cried as she looked at the broken leather bag with a look that made anyone see her.
"Wicked aunt. Auntie know that? This is the last bag Abi bought for me." said Fathia lirih. He hugged the bag tightly with all his taste. Breath snorted.
Blue fixated. What's up with him? Why can't he control his emotions? He shouldn't have been that harsh on Fathia. Duh, how evil he is to damage the most valuable goods of a child who has lost his father. So wicked.
"What the hell is it, Bi? Why did you break Fathia's bag?" ask Kikan gomasy.
Hani and Kikan both come in. The two are confused as to why Fathia and Blue are fighting. Moreover, Fathia cried sadly in the corner of the room while hugging her bag.
"I'm sorry, I just want to know what Doni gave Fathia. I'm scared ...."
Fathia took the package she had hidden in her bag and opened it in front of all the women. "See this! Bang Doni just gave me chocolate. What wrong?"
Hani hugs Fathia. Meanwhile Kikan takes Blue outside the room and asks her to calm down.
"Eat the chocolate so that your heart is calmer! The word brown warms our feelings."
Fathia is still sobbing. The damage to the bag hurt her heart. Maybe people just think it's a bag. For him it was the most precious memory left by his father who had gone home. Something he couldn't get back in his entire life.
"We ate with yuk! Brother Hani also wants to eat the same chocolate," persuaded Hani.
Fathia smile. He cut the chocolate Doni gave and put a small piece of chocolate mixed with almonds into his mouth. Hani did the same. He showed a smile enjoying the savory sweetness that appeared on his tongue. So repeatedly showing each other a smile until the chocolate runs out. The two ended the chocolate eating session with a small laugh.
"Chocolate from Doni is acceptable, Fath. But if the beloved, think first yes. Doni was a famous play boy in school. You're not putting your heart on him, are you?"
"No."
"Give your bag to Brother Hani. Let'sjust look. Hopefully it can be fixed."
Slowly Fathia handed her bag to Hani. Hani quickly checked the damage. "It can still be repaired. Later in Jakarta we bring it to the repair shop for the subscription bag of mama kak Hani. It can be fixed so good again."
Fathia smile. "Thank you, Brother. This is my beloved bag, the last gift from the deceased and I always carry it wherever I go. I'm very sad that this bag is damaged, because I can't ask for it anymore. I'm afraid abi's disappointed that I can't take care of him."
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