Flying Umbrella Swordsman

Unraveling Mystery

Asmarini held onto the sheet of leather, looking at the somewhat old writing listed on the sheet of leather. Reread the writing a few times.

"I know all the kingdoms under Tarumanagara, but there is no Purwa Sedana" said the little girl. His thoughts were centered on the name of the kingdom listed in the writing.

Of course he memorized the royal names of his father who was a government official in Wanagiri. Since childhood, we have been taught the knowledge of the kingdom.

Again Adijaya was amazed by the girl. His knowledge is quite extensive. He knows little about the kingdom. Although he was involved in the rebellion Cakravarman and also helped Cakra Diwangsa. Had he accepted an offer to become an official in Tarumanagara, he probably wouldn't have met Asmarini by now.

Adijaya did not regret, he was more grateful to meet the beautiful girl of small stature. His life feels more colorful.

"Could it not be Tarumanagara's subordinate?" Adijaya expressed her thoughts.

"It may well be that his territory may be outside of Tarumanagara's control. But where is it?"

While Adijaya did not know any big kingdom other than Tarumanagara.

"Dinda just heard that?"

"Yes,"

Both silent. Asmarini tried to remember maybe he had heard the name of this kingdom. Aside from his father, he may have read this official royal autographed letter he just heard.

While Adijaya tried to digest the meaning of writing on the skin sheet word for word. You should also look for clues to this thing. Because this thing fell from the body of Candra Kusuma who rose from the grave.

"Dinda, now we leave aside the name of this kingdom. We try to associate the contents of this article with the murder of Brata Kusuma's family," Adijaya proposed to break the silence.

"Yes, Kakang. Here explained, Candra Kusuma contributed to the kingdom of Purwa Sedana. Then given a mark of service in the form of the position of Young Minister,"

"First," said Adijaya. "Brata Kusuma's family treasure is raib,"

"That means his contribution, with treasure!" sahut Asmarini's.

"Why is Candra Kusuma willing to donate her family property?"

"Because of being the Young Minister,"

"Why poison the whole family even the maid as well?"

Asmarini thought for a moment looking for a closer and more reasonable possibility.

"Maybe Brata Kusuma disagrees. Fear of being deceived because the name of the kingdom sounds foreign. While Candra Kusuma is so eager to be an official."

Back this pair of youths were immersed in each other's thoughts. The atmosphere was so quiet, only the sound of night beasts could be heard from outside. The night wind gently swept their faces through the tiny crevices of the train windows.

"The person who influenced Candra Kusuma to donate his property must have promised something greater than just being a Minister so that he could sacrifice his own family" Adijaya alleged after a moment of silence.

"That means the purpose of this poisoning is clear, taking property to donate and exchange for office. To trick others, Candra Kusuma pretends to be a victim. It was as if the entire Brata Kusuma family had been slaughtered by the other party, including the aides,"

"Yes, because people won't know he's coming back to life as a minister" Adijaya said.

"Now we are investigating who has attracted Candra Kusuma? We saw two other people waiting outside even though the last one came moving like a ghost!" Asmarini showed his frustration again if he remembered the hunt was off.

"The only clue is just this piece of leather,"

Asmarini let out a long sigh as if losing track. "You don't want us to have to find that kingdom that's somewhere. Who is the king most?"

"Dinda, let's narrow her thinking again,"

"How do you mean Kakang?"

Back to being quiet. Only Asmarini's lips seemed to hiss saying the word 'contributory' several times.

"Look!" call them together. Their gazes clashed.

Both laughed at this incident. Asmarini sways spoiled on her lover's shoulder.

"What does Dinda want to say?"

"Rear first!"

Sitting they are now leaning against each other's backs. Warmth travels throughout the body. It is so comfortable to be near someone dear.

It was as if they had known each other for a long time. Especially Adijaya may have forgotten about Kinasih. Asmarini is a new spirit for him.

"All right," said Adijaya. "I thought this Purwa Sedana was a newly pioneered or newly established kingdom. It takes a lot of money to build. Then invite the rich people who are not officials in other kingdoms to donate their property. Of course with the lure will be made an important official,"

"Suit it!" asmarini surprised Adijaya. "It turns out our thinking is the same." Laughs while closing his mouth.

Silence again for a few moments.

"So how now?" ask Asmarini.

"It's night, we think again tomorrow what we should do. Dinda just take a break,"

"Where's the back sleeping?"

"Here you go, both are with Dinda!"

Asmarini glared, but her cheeks met red. "Actually I want to sleep together, but we're not married yet. We take care of custom, Kakang. Don't invite disaster,"

Adijaya was slightly stunned to hear it. He feels offended. Of course because it had experienced it, which eventually got that catastrophe.

He secretly cursed his former actions that were unable to curb lust.

"All right, I'm just ahead. I want to learn this." Adijaya took the book about the inner energy. "Let's just sleep, yeah!"

Then this young man kissed the little girl's forehead and lips for a long time. Asmarini closed his eyes. Enjoy that gentle touch for a while. This is a first for him. His heart was stirred at that moment.

Before moving out, a pair of teenagers look at each other for a moment. Both resist forbidden desires, although such place and time allow.

But Adijaya does not want to repeat the carelessness that brought disaster again. It is true, unable to control lust, then the disaster will greet.

The door of the room is closed. Adijaya sat cross-legged in the coachman's place. Then open the book found under the box. But he forgot, it's so dark outside. Finally just a sorry breath. Close it and put the book back behind it.

Then he got a thought. How about cultivating the power of Melati Tunjung Sampurna only? Adijaya reached into the belt. The blue-petalled jasmine flowers. Then his nose inhaled the fragrant scent of the flower for a while while closing his eyes.

Suctioned all the fragrant scents through his nose, collected and stored in his stomach. Being held for some time, of course by holding your breath.

Adijaya held his breath long enough. Letting the magic air that began to form from the fragrant aroma roll around inside his navel.

Slowly his body emitted a thin white light. The feeling of warmth spreads throughout the body.

Once enough, the flowers are put back in. The young man began to concentrate his mind. Turning the fragrant air of flowers into a force.

Adijaya's mind drifted between conscious and unconscious. His body no longer felt the circumstances around him.

The cold, the gripping night. Plus a creepy murder incident, making villagers reluctant to go out at night.