Flying Umbrella Swordsman

Syair of Longing

Even more surprised was Adijaya. He felt regretful, the sword had taken his life. Either he forgot or how, whereas by plucking his 'will' the sword can be turned back into his hand.

But he didn't do it, this is what he regrets. He did not want to kill, however. Then he immediately pulled back the Thunder sword.

Because at that time the person nicknamed Red Tangkurak was brandishing a sword about to stab himself.

Destawana was relieved when suddenly the sword was released from his hand and then clasped itself in the hands of Adijaya.

"Old man, do you want to continue the fight?" ask Adijaya. Now the Thunder Sword was already in its arsenal again.

Destawana aka Tangkurak Merah can not say anything more. It was unexpected that his fate would be like this. Meet a strange and terrible scientist. He is often called horrible by others.

Eventually rather than die silly he chose to run away. But bad luck did not seem to have passed from him. Because he was so afraid accidentally when running his feet tripped over the roots of the tree.

Scut!

Prak!

His body slid, his head hit the tree trunk and broke. End the history of the Red Tangkurak.

"While!" regret Adijaya countless.

Two lives were lost to the Thunder sword. Not killing them directly. He's still sorry. Then he called the Flying Umbrella. The umbrella was thrown slowly upwards.

The tring!

The umbrella became a giant blue figure. The guriang being his abdication. Adijaya has long not seen her umbrella in its original form.

"Worship kapihatur, kaulanun!" The guriang menjura. "What did the boss call me?"

"I want to keep this sword in your realm, can you?"

"Of course, jordan. This sword could also be summoned at any time, such as summoning the Flying Umbrella,"

"Thank you!"

Adijaya gave Thunder the sword. After receiving it, the figure of guriang vanished back.

The tring!

Adijaya continued the journey. The light of the universe has been leaning west. After some time Adijaya finally found a small village.

It is called small because the number of houses in the village is only small. Not twenty houses. This village is remote, far away from the rest of the village.

Adijaya was relieved when he got there because he could find a shop and place to stay. But he saw a strange thing in the village.

Slender.

No one is visible. The houses also look empty. It is impossible not to live in, because it looks there is still furniture that is maintained.

He continued to step into the village which was actually more suitable to be called Dusun or village. The houses seem empty. Like all of its inhabitants just left behind. Where'd they?

Adijaya continues to trace the village road until it reaches a house that looks the largest of the others. Maybe the lurah house or the village chief. That's where this young man was surprised.

He saw a corpse lying in the front yard of the mansion. Even into the house too. From his condition these bodies have not long died. About this afternoon.

Looks like all these bodies the residents here. Who committed this heinous massacre? Adijaya who did not want to kill people, had to witness this terrible thing.

This young man continued his steps into the mansion. Perhaps there is one that is still alive. Inside the house he found a person whose clothes looked nicer even though they were covered in blood.

It seems that guy is the head of his village.

Adijaya palpitated as his sharp eyes saw the person's body move slightly. Soon he approached her. Lifting and leaning on the pole of the house.

"Ki Sanak, still hear me?"

The man nodded slowly as his head felt heavy so he kept his head down.

"Say something!"

"Goddess... Flower... It's yellow...!" The stammering of this person uttered that sentence before it finally drooped for good.

Adijaya remembered the name of what seemed to be a woman. Whose woman was so sadistic that she slaughtered a village?

Because it is no longer possible to stay in the village, Adijaya continued the journey even though it was dark. He darted from tree to tree with the science of lightening his body named 'Lumpat Ngapung' (Run Fly).

He must quickly find another village. He deliberately did not use the Flying Umbrella to dart faster. He wanted to try science to lighten the body of his creation.

Adijaya did not care about the disturbing hunger in his stomach. At last before midnight he reached a village. Even though the residents are already sleeping, at least he can find a place to rest.

This young man continued to enter the village area, because near the entrance gate there is no hut where the patrol. He found a hut at the crossroads. It seems that this hut is the resting place of people who are on their way.

This hut is empty, then immediately Adijaya straightened his back, unwind. Forgetting his hunger until morning. Because these nights there are definitely no shops that are still open.

The atmosphere is very quiet. Is no one patching? The night air also felt bone-chilling. Adijaya drained its energy to warm the body.

Had he brought a horse carriage, surely not have to bother looking for a place to rest. Remember the horse-drawn carriage, remember Asmarini. Then think of a human nicknamed Jerangkong Koneng.

Then he also remembered the name of the Yellow Flower Goddess. Does it have anything to do with Jerangkong Koneng?

Asmarini. What is the fate of the girl now? Adijaya had always expected good things towards the girl. Although once insulted by his parents, but the love for Asmarini does not fade.

Because he knew at that time Asmarini was under the influence of gendam, so he complied when married to his father's choice of man who was crazy position and greedy property.

Then what about the fate of the girl's father who is said to be sacked and 'poor' by the direct emperor? Where do they live now?

But Adijaya did not think of them any further. Asmarini is more important. Because of the great longing for the girl, accidentally her lips uttered a verse in a soft voice.

One name saved

Because it's charming

Not because of the good looks

But mind and faith

Then it is written in wishful thinking

Called in hope

At the end of a comfortable night

Easy walk

If it is a suratan

Put together

With the blessing of Hyang who is above the clouds

Strenghten

By faith

And survive

In the course of the road

Then the dreamland greeted him kindly. Adijaya is covered with beautiful fantasies. As beautiful as his hope and determination to find his heart lover.

In the morning Adijaya woke up not because of the sound of roosters or a warm touch of morning sunshine. But because of the noise from a distance.

Adijaya calm down and concentrate the mind to be able to digest more clearly what is happening. The sound of screaming heartrenched. The sound of violent and cruel laughter.

What happened in this village?