Flying Umbrella Swordsman

The Story of Darma Koswara

In the afternoon, Ki Bayan's body was buried in the local village cemetery. Ki Bayan has lived a long time since working for Darma Koswara. He had no other relatives in the village nor in the neighboring village.

Ki Bayan's work as a pekati is experienced. He previously worked for a palace official. However, due to his age he was replaced by a younger one. Then Darma Koswara took it as a pekati because judging from his experience.

Besides being famous for being enterprising, obedient to the employer, Ki Bayan is also well known to his fellow villagers. I can't help when someone needs help.

Seeing this, Darma Koswara did not count in giving wages to Ki Bayan. Because his work did not disappoint.

Many villagers took Ki Bayan to the last bed.

After the burial was completed, Adijaya deliberately walked through the garden where the body of Ki Bayan was found. He stood watching the surroundings.

Last night Ki Bayan was found dead here. With a horse-shaped wound on his neck. According to the villagers and Darma Koswara himself, the wound was due to the study of Nyi Warsih's Wisa Site. The enemy of Darma Koswara.

Adijaya saw many horse footprints on the ground.

"It looks like a galloping horse," he thought.

Then he followed the footsteps of the horse that seemed to step away from the place. Up to a dozen spear traces are still visible. The garden is so vast that there is no end to it. This garden belongs to Darma Koswara.

But after a while the trail of lost horses coincided with a small hut of three spears in front of him.

"The hut in the garden!"

Adijaya was stunned, not daring to go any further. He only noticed the small hut that looked quiet.

"It seems uninhabited, or is it just a hut to rest?"

Adijaya uses the magic air to feel if there is someone in the hut.

"There's no human heartbeat, but... The horse is inside!"

The door of the hut did open a little, but it could not see into it from a distance.

Finally Adijaya decided to return to the house of Darma Kosawara. He had a conjecture buried in his mind.

***

The night after eating, Darma Koswara had a conversation with Adijaya on the porch of the house. The little resin that fuels from the fruit distance is only able to illuminate as wide as that terrace. And a plate of grilled yams accompanied their chat.

"People say Nyi Warsih is your nemesis, how's the story?" tanya Adijaya started the conversation.

Darma Koswara did not answer. He drew and exhaled a long breath. Her view glazed. Remembering the past.

"All because of love,"

Adijaya. I have often heard love stories that end in revenge. Maybe this is one of them.

"We loved each other at first. Even promised to get married..."

Young Darma Koswara is known to be handsome and handsome in addition to being the son of a rich merchant. He helped his father in the trade. Many girls liked him, either in that village or the neighboring villages. Of course Darma Koswara is the dream man of women. Handsome and rich.

But there was only one girl who captivated his heart. Warsih name, he's the son of one of the farm laborers who worked for his father. They often met in the fields or Huma belonged to his father. Warsih always delivers food to his working parents. Darma also frequently monitors his fields and huma.

From often meeting that arises mutual love which then becomes love. The day is getting closer until finally decided to get married.

At first Darma Koswara's parents agreed. They don't choose which woman Darma should marry. Not looking at the degrees. Until one day his father Warsih was caught stealing crops and selling them secretly.

"Warsih's father was sacked, still mending because it was not reported to the kingdom that maybe the punishment will be more severe,"

"Your relationship with Nyi Warsih?"

"Warsih's father did not become aware even dark eyes. He's secretly a member of the robber,"

"Where do you know he's a robber?"

"The robbery plot was unlucky when it intercepted a noble who turned out to be escorted by the magic warriors,"

All the robbers were slaughtered. When examined by security soldiers, it turns out that one of the robbers is his father Warsih.

Warsih is getting hit. Very embarrassed to be a village. Then he went missing somewhere for a while.

"Lately it is known that Warsih studied with Ki Reksa," continued Darma Koswara."He went back to the village when he already had the intelligence,"

"Includes the study of Wisa Site?"

"Yes, no citizen dared to her anymore. He gathered together women of the same fate from several villages to become his followers,"

"How much now?"

"Maybe ten people,"

"And he's getting revenge?"

"When my parents were alive he didn't dare. But after I got to her, she started bothering me,"

Nyi Warsih often ravages the fields. Or messing up in the village. To the extent that Darma Koswara and Ki lurah hired a swordsman to overcome it.

Because Nyi Warsih came from him, then Darma Koswara looking for a teacher to learn silat in order to overcome the woman himself. Meet him with Ki Brajaseti.

"Now at least I can keep up with her intelligence" said Darma Koswara.

"Then...why aren't you married?" Adijaya hesitated to ask this question. Fear of offending.

"That's it, every time I approach a woman. Then women will be threatened by Warsih to stay away from me. Even until someone is killed," Darma Koswara immediately replied because surely this matter will be asked as well.

"Gelo, Nyi Warsih! What does that mean?"

"Let's know, maybe he wants me not to get married for the rest of my life. While she also did not marry until now,"

"It's so cruel!"

"That's a woman, if her love has turned into hate,"

"So what are you going to do like this?"

"This is the time, I have a reason to finish him off!"

The mood is silent. The night is getting late. The sky looked black without flickering stars. It looks cloudy because the wind that blows feels different cold as usual a sign of rain will fall.

Soon it was true that the rain was falling. There were flashes in the sky and then there was a thunderous rumble. Adijaya and Darma Koswara went into their rooms.

In the room Adijaya muses on the story of Darma Koswara's youth. There was only one wedge in his heart, which was about Ki Bayan's death.

He has his own assumptions according to his own thinking. To prove his guess he had to do something. But not to be known by Darma Koswara.

He will act alone.

Adijaya. For a moment he let go of the mind that was still stirring. He needs to rest. Tired off. Tomorrow it may start to act.

A few moments later, this young man fell asleep.