Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Chapters 23. Mustika Dragon

A soldier prostrated himself to Falguni who stood on a stage arranged in stone from the temple. Another soldier who was practicing the canuragan immediately pulled over, took a position in a row, leaving the soldier who slid the arrow prostrate alone in the middle of the ground field.

"I haven't seen in a long time the stupid mistakes made by Bhumi Girilaya. You are the first person to repeat that mistake. Throwing an arrow at Yuwaraja Javacekwara, which means to declare war. You intend to start? Hit the war drums" Falguni said.

"Hamba did not dare to do so, Her Majesty the Queen." The poor soldier prostrated so deeply.

"Take him to Canggal, that he may contemplate his mistake" Falguni said.

Abinawa smiled, aware of Falguni's insinuations. One hand pushed Anatari's back, making the woman move several steps forward.

Anatari looked over his shoulder. "You," he hissed.

Falguni caught sight of Anatari's movements. "Is there anything you want to say, Gusti Kangjeng Queen?"

Anatari turned back to look at the figure of Abinawa who stood upright behind him, putting on a face full of hospitality. You male fox.

Abinawa glanced sharply at the woman in front of her. He nodded and his right hand raised, inviting Anatari to be his spokesperson.

"There is no need to isolate the man to Canggal" Anatari told Falguni. Anatari frowned feeling his heart being pinched. Doing good is a curse? Just be right. "I mean Her Majesty the Queen can punish her in other ways that benefit Girilaya."

"A favorable punishment? Is there such a punishment?" ask Falguni, I'm afraid.

Anatari spread his gaze around him. His hands clenched tightly onto the cotton fabric of his scarf, enduring the pain that was still whack. He observed the line of weapons of the Girilaya soldiers which were dominated by long swords and spears. Anatari smiles. "Favorable punishment, of course there is. Her Majesty the Queen could have the man cut down a tree whose wood could be used as material to make an arrow bow along with its arrows. Currently, Girilaya already had to have an army of archers capable of fighting without having to engage in close combat." Anatari managed to finish his sentence, and the pain in his heart disappeared.

Falguni sumrigah heard the report from Anatari. He captures the implied message of his nephew saying that Bhumi Javacekwara has an archer army and Girilaya must also have it in order to attack the enemy from afar while protecting the vanguard troops that are troops short-range fighters whose mainstay weapons are keris and short swords.

"You've heard the Crown Princess' words. So hurry up to make a thousand bow arrows with arrows. Do your punishment well" said Falguni.

"Sendiko dawuh, Gusti Ratu."

Two spear-armed warriors herded his comrade out of the training field.

Falguni stared at Anatari and Abinawa. He approached the two reluctantly. "Just remember me after a few days in Kertarta?"

Anatari paid his respects. "I'm sorry to keep Aunt waiting. Bibi must have heard the news that our arrival to the Kertarta region was to solve the problem of tenants and dedemits from Canggal who continue to make trouble in the border region. That problem was only resolved yesterday, which is why we just took the time to come visit."

"Girilaya has nothing to do with it. If you've taken care of it, I thank you for helping to reduce useless people" Falguni said.

Abinawa stood in Anatari's direction. "Our arrival was not just for a visit, it also had something to discuss with the Queen's Aunt."

"Discuss what?"

"Auntie. I was urged to give birth."

Falguni laughed happily. "Why so fast? Aren't you just married?"

Anatari and Abinawa exchanged lyrics awkwardly.

Falguni entertained the two in the central courtyard under the auspices of a gazebo that was heavily guarded by several special forces who had always protected Falguni. Queen Girilaya suffers from an over-fear of her safety. He had always felt that the Sworn Swordsmen he had banished to the Canggal region were secretly watching him, waiting for an opportunity to kill him.

Warm jasmine tea is poured in place of wine. Since she was crowned Queen of Girilaya, Falguni forbade all residents of the kedaton to consume wine. The regulations were set to keep the Girilaya forces on alert at all times.

"Are you really going to give birth? A Crown Prince?" ask Falguni brightly.

"It seems like Auntie had mistaken it. I'm not giving birth to a baby." Anatari straightened out Falguni's misunderstanding.

Both eyebrows of Falguni are linked. "What do you mean exactly?"

"It's about the Mustika Dragon in me. She urged me to give birth to her. That's why I went to see Auntie" Anatari explained.

Falguni. Abinawa smiled with relief knowing the truth as well as anxiety.

Falguni sipped her tea with trembling hands.

Anatari leaned his body onto the table. "Only my aunt can help me with this. What am I supposed to do?"

Abinawa sipped her tea quietly, waiting for the reaction Falguni would give.

"Give me time to think about it first." Falguni got up, hastily leaving the dissatisfied Anatari.

Anatari positioned his seat towards Abinawa. "Looking at his reaction like that, do you think this matter is weird?"

"Patience. She must have been surprised to learn that she was going to be the grandmother of a dragon" Abinawa joked.

Anatari gnashed his lips to reply to Abinawa's words, but the man hurriedly left. "Wait on! Where are you going?"

Anatari and Abinawa stepped in tandem towards the back yard of the kedaton. Ten-dpa tall Cempaka tree loomed at the corner of the fortress. Anatari observed the big tree. The laughter of two people caught his attention.

Abinawa watches Anatari's odd demeanor, following him in silence.

Anatari's black bead continued to be fixed on the large trunked tree before him. The laughter of men and women was evident in his hearing. Anatari circled the tree, finding a stone staircase that led far down.

"Do you remember that place?" ask Abinawa.

Anatari. "No. But, I want to go there."

Both step on one by one stairs that feel slippery because almost the entire surface is covered with wet moss. Anatari was almost stunned as the laughter of the human pair distracted him from his footsteps. Fortunately Abinawa held her body swiftly.

"Seek your steps." Abinawa.

"You didn't hear it?"

"What did you hear?" Abinawa asked.

"Garden." Abinawa went a step further, observing the surrounding environment which is a Rose Garden. Plating plants are used as a living fence that surrounds the entire garden area that is quite large.

The park is a place where Anatari always spends most of his boring days. Most are passed to care for the thorny flowers he planted. Now he saw himself taking care of all his rose plants. Anatari twisted his full body position, seeing himself as a teenager walking around wearing a white mask whose top was carved in gold leaf veins, surrounded by a gray mist full of mystical. Spotlight the jet black eyes behind the mask harboring cunning and vengeance.

Anatari directed his gaze to the other side, himself who had just turned his twenties ran between the height of the rose trees that were now unkempt anymore. At the opposite end of her, the teenage Anatari stared at her ring finger pierced by rose thorns. Surprisingly, his facial water showed no pain from the wound he had suffered. The wound was gaping quite wide, but Anatari was unmoved. His gaze focused on the drops of blood attached to the thorns of the rose that had injured him. A strange grin was etched faintly on his lips.

Abinawa pulls Anatari's arm gently. It was only then that Anatari came out from the shadows of his past. He saw Abinawa cleaning the wound on his left arm using Abinawa's cotton scarf. Anatari's cotton scarf had slumped off his shoulder.

"Abinawans."

"Be quiet. There are many thorns in this garden. If I'm not careful, it's not just this arm that I have to treat." Abinawa. "The thorns on all these trees are not problematic, are they?"

"I didn't poison him, if that's what you mean" Anatari said blatantly.

"Goodoo. I can rest in peace" Abinawa said after finishing brushing Anatari's wounds using a small tear of his cotton scarf.

"You just rest first. I'm going to see my aunt."

Abinawa pulls Anatari's hand. "Leave it. He's been asking for time to think about it, right?" Then he passed towards the stone stairs. At first glance he stared at Anatari's exposed shoulder, revealing a flawless light brown skin that glowed golden under the twilight violet.

Anatari watched his wounds. The image of an arrow wounding his arm in the same place just flashed. He pulled the shawl back on his shoulder. His eyes narrowed, noticing that the tear in his shawl was precision with his wound along the length of his three index fingers. How can it be the same? Not even felt at all.

Night approaching. The owl is unpretentious from the direction of the Rose Garden. A Falguni guard came down the steps of the main road while holding a bronze dye in his hand. His steps were not too fast, splitting the thin fog that enveloped the bottom of his feet.

Abinawa opened the window, letting a messenger bird into the room. The gray-silver-colored bird landed softly on the wooden table. Abinawa pulls a piece of paper from the bird's leg.

Unbelievable. Safe.

It was a message from Sagara. Abinawa asked Sagara to investigate Lavi and also maintain security in the Kertarta region.

A suspicious movement from the direction of the misty park attracts the attention of Abinawa. Initially only one moved quickly, then became two, three, four, so many of the Banaspati people who were hardy living in this place.

A soft knocking sound rang out from the direction of the door. Abinawa asked quietly and cautiously, "Who?"

"His Majesty the Queen calls you" said Falguni's bodyguard.

Abinawa closed the window, glancing momentarily at Anatari who was soundly asleep. Abinawa followed where the bodyguard took her. His forehead shriveled to see the expanse of fog covering the entire street inside the Girilaya palace.

The soldier stared at Abinawa. "Yuwara." There was a insistence in his words.

The thin fog above ground level controls the entire surface of the road, making Abinawa carefully choose a foothold. His head looked up at the soldier who was not disturbed at all by the presence of this mysterious mist. Abinawa was led to a heavily guarded wooden building where downstream Falguni-mudik was waiting for her under the shade of the dimly lit roof of Pendopo Utama.

Falguni stood still as she watched the arrival of Abinawa. "Have you come?" Abinawa was about to salute, but Falguni forbade on the grounds that there were only the two of them at this time.

"Is there anything so urgent that Her Majesty the Queen asks to meet on this late night?"

"It's about Anatari."

Abinawa lowered her gaze. "Then we should involve him in this conversation."

"can't. I couldn't bear to tell him .. That's why I called you," Falguni squeezed her fingers.

"I'm ready to listen."

Falguni let out a heavy sigh. The flames above the dyes placed at some corner of the Main Pendopo shimmered weakly in the wind. "I know the relationship of Girilaya and Javacekwara does not have a good history. There is an unforgivable grudge that always haunts our feelings. Even so, now the two nagari have tied the air. What is the burden of Girilaya, then Javacekwara will also bear it. That's one of the deals that Jayanegara and I made."

Abinawa listened, not wanting to interrupt.

"Today Anatari has become a part of your life. Then the management of Mustika Naga .. I think you deserve to know." Falguni paused her words. He sat on his throne, staring deep into the night sky engulfed in darkness. "First, when my sister-in-law, Candra Kirana, became the heir to the guardian of Mount Angsaka. The dragon stealth mother entrusts the Dragon Mustika to him."

The dark events of decades ago again loomed in Falguni's mind. King Aryarajasa and Empress Chandra Kirana got word from a teleik codename that revealed that Lord Maharaja I of Javacekwara had moved with his army towards Mount Angsaka inhabited by a female dragon demon who soon it will hatch its offspring, only one-fifth of a hundred years.

This cannot be ignored by anyone, because there has long been rumors that anyone who managed to snatch a dragon stealth egg from its mother, has long since spread, then he will master the science of high-level kanuragan until there is not a single swordsman sakti mandraguna who can defeat him. It can even become the master of a dragon demon mother.

The news was heard to the ears of the three kings and queens of Javacekwara, Acarya, and Namaini. The three mobilized troops to Mount Angsaka to arrive just in time for the dragon demon mother to give birth, right on the night of the seventh full moon.

Nyai Candra Kirana who is the only puppet princess of the elders who guard Mount Angsaka is also a dragon stealth mother, feeling disturbed by the bad intentions of the three leaders of the region. Endlessly riding day and night to get to the destination first. However, in the middle of the road he met one of the followers of Banaspati who was confined in bars made of magical spells. He asks Nyai Candra Kirana for help to free him. Nyai Candra Kirana took a slight advantage of this situation, asking the young fire demon to take him as fast as lightning towards Mount Angsaka. Bargaining was agreed. The demon changed into a handsome and dashing man when it pulled the rough Nyai Candra Kirana, then disappeared just like that.

Nyai Candra Kirana arrived first, right in front of the mouth of the dragon mother's hiding cave. The young demon warned that three powerful mandraguna men were treading the climbing path carrying a large group. Nyai Candra Kirana asks for her help to hinder them. The devil grinned evilly, agreeing to the request of a beautiful beautiful woman whose elegance was equivalent to the light of a full moon. The demon youth declared that without being asked he would still take revenge on those who had locked him in the bars of magical spells.

Nyai Candra Kirana rushed to meet the dragon mother who had swerved at the deepest end of her hiding cave. His eyes were as deep as night, staring at the woman before him who was approaching with outstretched hands, caressing the shiny scaly skin between his two eyes. "It's Me. I won't let those greedy people get their wish. I'll protect you with my life."

The dragon master stared down below him, unraveling bit by bit the loops of his body. Until finally something shimmered, illuminating the cave room in a silver-gray light. Nyai Chandra Kirana. The object was pushed towards Nyai Chandra Kirana using the dragon's snout, then the dragon master swerved out from inside the cave. Roaring furiously, spitting fire out the mouth of the cave.

A fierce battle took place outside the cave. An angry Parent naPertempuranga then attacked the entire army of the three kingdoms. The demon youth and his army retreated protecting Nyai Candra Kirana. Sri Maharaja I saw them move behind the raging dragon body, leaving the place. In the middle of the journey to visit Girilaya, on the edge of the Canggal region to be exact, Nyai Candra Kirana who felt indebted to the demon youth, showed the object she saved from inside the cave.

The young man's eyes blazed like a steadfast torch flame despite being blown by a storm. "Mustika Naga."

"You know that?" ask Nyai Candra Kirana.

The young man said that the dragon demon mother had entrusted her eggs to Nyai Candra Kirana. In order to fulfill his responsibility of protecting the descendants of the dragon demon guard of Mount Angsaka, Nyai Chandra Kirana must guard it until it hatches. However, it was not an easy matter to hatch a dragon stealth egg. For the dragon egg must be transformed using pure energy to become a Dragon Mustika and when it is ready it must be born through a process of exchange.

"Where can I get that pure energy?" ask Nyai Candra Kirana.

"In a person's body."

Falguni finished her story by dropping herself down on her throne, overwhelmed with the frustration that had taken hold of her heart.

"What kind of exchange do you mean?" tanya Abinawa, standing not far from Falguni.

"Death to birth."