Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Chaptet 30th. Meeting and Farewell

The keris that had been stained with blood fell near Anatari's feet. The tears just flowed as he saw the cheerful smile on the girl's face had disappeared, changing into a daydream. Anatari fell helplessly, trying to crawl to reach the body of Lavi lying down. His weak hand tugged at Lavi's arm towards him. Trembling touched the soft face of the girl he had saved.

"People call me 'ugly girl'."

"Can I call you, Lavi Kana? What say?"

"I like it."

Anatari screamed, letting out his pain. Lavi wanted to be saved from the hanging that Anatari Lingga had put on him. Now, he's got his life in his own hands.

The grandfather who plunged Anatari into this world was again present, walking towards him. No one could see her figure, except Anatari. "Rezeki, mate, starch belongs to Acintya. That's destiny. You can't run from him or even change him." Grandfather disappeared again like a puff of smoke in the wind as soon as he reached Anatari's place.

The entire population of Javacekwara bowed their heads, seeing the grief deliberately displayed as a form of propaganda from the new era to be led by Mahesa Narendra.

...***...

Anatari was returned to his detention room unconscious. His body was laid on his back on the highest haystack.

"What happened to her?" shouts Abinawa, anxious.

"He just executed his Chief of Guard," replied a soldier, indifferently.

Taruna. "He's been executed."

Sagara holds Taruna's shoulder, taking her slightly away from the wooden bars.

Abinawa is still standing, clutching wooden bars. He could have done it, destroyed it. But, what he was afraid of was the impact of his actions. It could be the impact not only on him, but also on the people around him. The most important people in his life; his parents, Anatari, his bodyguards who had been considered his own brothers, those who still believed in him, and also his people. Abinawa bowed her head.

"We just destroy this prison and fight them all" Sagara said.

Abinawa. "You're exactly like Uncle Janardana." He sighed, confirming his standing position. "I have to admit it's not that hard. But once we get out there, the enemies we face are thousands. No matter how tough we are, there are limits. Instead of dying at the hands of the enemy, it died of exhaustion. Acting as a knight cannot be done rashly."

"Well what are we going to do now?" sagara asked, feeling desperate.

Abinawa turned back to Anatari. "We will walk after destiny."

The day is approaching evening. Abinawa sits cross-legged, watching Anatari.

The torchlight in the passageway swayed in a gust of wind emanating from the double wooden door. A lot of people talk, though it's not very clear what. Footsteps were heard approaching followed by the creaking of the wooden door that closed tightly. Abinawa listened to the man's footsteps, being inclined lightly.

"It's an honor to have a visit from you" Abinawa welcomed.

Midshipmen and Sagara became vigilant.

"Tomorrow is the determination of the punishment of your two bodyguards. You and ... Anatari, will follow later." Mahesa reluctantly told.

"Then let me consider this our last meeting. So, can I ask you two things?" pinta Abinawa's.

"Say."

"I want Sagara and Taruna locked up in Guha Dhawahan. The Anatari penalty. I'll make a written statement" Abinawa said.

"Why should you decide Anatari's punishment?" mahesa asked, not liking.

Abinawa's gaze was fixed on Anatari. "I promised in front of Father, as well as the high officials of the kedaton, that if one day Anatari made a mess, I would punish him myself. I just want to keep my promise."

Mahesh frowned and said, "How do you know about the mistake Anatari made, I haven't announced it yet."

"It wasn't you who announced it. But Mahamantri Adiyaksa, long before," replied Abinawa.

"Is that so? It could have been a coincidence" Mahesa said.

"It was not a coincidence, but a clue I had ignored" Abinawa said.

Mahesa moved closer to the wooden bars, blocking the direction of Abinawa's gaze. "Tell me, what profit do I get if I follow your last request?" Mahesa deliberately turned the direction of the conversation.

Abinawa looked straight into Mahesa's eyes. "I will give up Yuwaraja's position, and go into seclusion. That way you'll ascend the throne in an honorable way."

Mahesh remembered the words of Anatari. "Even if you take power, you have to stay clear of all scandals. Thus, the people and the high-ranking will regard you as a worthy successor to the throne." Mahesa's gaze flashed again.

"I will consider" said Mahesa.

"Then I don't drive." Abinawa turned to the hallway where Mahesa had come.

Mahesa straightened her shoulders. "Ayahanda and mother are fine."

Abinawa. Both of his eyes are dewy. This was the first time she had heard Mahesa say it.

"I've never hated you. I hate circumstances that never stood by me. I, just don't like your fussiness," said Mahesa who hurriedly stepped away.

Abinawa. For a moment Abinawa felt like she was talking to an older sister. His heart was comforted enough to know there was still compassion in Mahesa.

...***...

Anatari moved his head towards the left. Samar was seen someone sitting cross-legged not far from him. The dragon motifs were already so attached to Anatari's memory.

"The pain you suffer is nothing compared to the sins you have committed on the weak" said the Grandfather.

"Anatari Lingga who should have suffered this. I wasn't. I'm not her. I am Anatari Kemala," lirih Anatari.

"Name can be different. Raga can be anything or anyone. But the soul cannot lie because it is controlled by the spirit. Two names, two bodies, one soul, and one spirit. This is who you are today, Anatari Linga. Acintya is giving you a chance to atone for your sins. You can't change destiny, but you can wait or chase it. You are the one who controls your life. Good and bad you can decide for yourself."

"Anatari. Anatari."

Anatari opened his eyelids. His head was countless.

"Abinawa" Anatari said.

Abinawa puts her hand on Anatari's forehead. "Thank God the fever has subsided."

Anatari limped up, Abinawa helped him lean against the red brick wall. Anatari's black bead that had withered, observed the surrounding state. "Lavi."

Anatari bowed lethargic. He no longer had the strength to be angry. The pain that broke his heart was no longer able to provoke the presence of tears.

"Don't blame yourself. What befell Lavi, is not your fault" Abinawa said.

Anatari nodded faintly. "I don't see Sagara and Taruna. What happened to them?"

"They were sentenced to imprisonment in Guha Dhawahan. Yesterday they were gone" replied Abinawa, gloomily.

Anatari's eyebrows raised. "Yesterday? How long have I been asleep?"

"You fell asleep for two days. It's so good that I don't dare wake you. Also afraid, seeing you never open your eyes," Abinawa said in a raucous voice.

Anatari turned to Abinawa who was sitting beside him. "And you came here to take care of me."

Abinawa returned Anatari's gaze. "Do I have to clarify?"

Anatari. "Thank you." Anatari turned his face away, biting his lips, enduring the pain emanating from his heart.

Anatari did not forget the curse of the word he had to defy. Only this time he felt he had to say it.

"When we met at that place, you gave me a trunk of a Wild Rose tree to plant. Youre right. The object has turned into a tree that is now not maintained" said Anatari.

Abinawa did not expect that Anatari would now recognize him. A happy smile cannot be hidden. "I've seen it. The only Wild Rose tree that blooms red."

"Did you recognize me then, at our first meeting?"

Abinawa muttered. "You're the only woman who doesn't care the most about the wounds on your own body. I can't forget it."

Anatari smiled again. "I'm honored."

"I want to ask you something. Euh, I think it's more accurate to confirm something" Abinawa said.

Ensure something? As Anatari recalled, many of them did have to be reconfirmed. That way, everything becomes light. Make himself and Abinawa know which side they will stand on. "Confidentiality about what you want from me?"

Abinawa felt awkward and embarrassed to say so. "It's about .. You know, it's about."

Anatari. "There's a lot of it that's happened. Which one do you mean, which one?"

"Regarding our marriage" Abinawa's face blushed.

Anatari smiles. A faint smile that sliced through the heart of Abinawa.

Anatari slipped his fingers between the fingers of Abinawa. "Among us there is a bond that will never be broken."

Abinawa smiled in relief, pulling Anatari into her arms.

...***...

Outside the kedaton, the residents of Javacekwara gathered in front of their homes. They looked up at the sky that looked cloudy and dark. The wind was blowing hard, flying whatever he expected.

The dharmmadyaksa hastily headed and entered the temple. Twenty-four soldiers came out of the gate of the kedaton. In front of them walked a kedaton servant who hit a small gong in his hand while exclaiming, "Woro woro! Woro! Yuwaraja Abinawa Wiradharma and Gusti Kangjeng Ratu Anatari Lingga of Bhumi Girilaya, will receive their punishment today in the town square. Woro! Woro!"

The announcement continued to resonate, amidst the whirring of the acting wind. Residents of Javacekwara ran towards the town square, joined by high-ranking kedaton officials who had sat lined up on the right and left sides of the stage on a pandan mat lined again with tapestries.

Jiera, Mahesa, and their two bodyguards were also on stage, sitting on a teak chair that was more simple in shape.

"Bring them both here" Mahesa told the group of soldiers who had been standing in the middle of the square.

After a long wait, Abinawa appeared while looking at Anatari who insisted on walking alone.

"Kneel down" said Rangga.

Abinawa and Anatari. Rangga opened the parchment sheet. The entire population of Javacekwara went to their knees.

"Gusti Kangjeng Ratu Anatari Lingga. After going through investigation and investigation, Gusti Kangjeng Ratu Anatari Lingga has been proven as the Head of Masked Rewa Complot. Leading the Canggal Forest dedemit and the Swordsmen sworn from Canggal to burn down the Kertarta Grand Duchy. And destroyed all the inhabitants of the Kertarta Grand Duchy. Therefore, his title as Gusti Kangjeng Ratu was withdrawn and his marriage to Yuwaraja Abinawa Wiradharma has been cancelled" said Rangga.

Anatari's head was unbearably heavy. His body fell towards Abinawa who was swiftly embracing him.

Jiera glanced at Mahesa whose jaw was hardened and her hands clenched firmly. "It is better to hold your anger, so that all the people look at you and know that their most competent candidate for king is Mahesa Narendra."

"However, considering in Anatari Linga there is a Dragon Mustika. So Yuwaraja Abinawa Wiradharma himself has determined the punishment. As the promise he had made in front of Sri Maharaja II and all the officials of the kedaton. The punishment inflicted on the Anatari Linga is thrown into the Mrapen Gap in a state of life or death" continued Rangga.

Abinawa hugged Anatari. "I'm sorry" whispered softly Abinawa.

Anatari.

Partha gave a second parchment scroll to Rangga. "Yuwaraja Abina Wiradharma. As Yuwaraja Javacekwara, Abinawa Wiradharma has neglected his responsibility to protect all the people of Javacekwara. His departure while on duty had resulted in Anatari Lingga acting as he pleased. Yuwaraja Abinawa Wiradharma has neglected his former duties. Due to Yuwaraja Abinawa Wiradharma's weak and sickly condition, his title was abolished as Yuwaraja Javacekwara and he was exiled as a form of self-reflection for all his mistakes. In exchange, Sri Maharaja II has appointed Prince Mahesa Narendra to be Yuwaraja Javacekwara."

Rangga rolled up his parchment, staring at Abinawa and Anatari in turn.

All the inhabitants of Javacekwara stand.

"It's not fair" said one old man. "I've known Yuwaraja Abinawa since I was a toddler."

"It's not fair!"

"We have to ask the Maharaja."

"It has to be questioned."

"The Maharaja must give his explanation."

Call for the sake of a simple call to each other. Thousands of feet stepped into the center of the square. The wind blew away the eroded brownish dust from the ground. Mahamantri Adiyaksa gave the order to create a barricade.

Bhumi Namaini's army moved in a circle, trying hard to resist the push of men and women who were out of balance. Chaos is inevitable. Violence is inevitable.

Abinawa used her body to protect Anatari; from the dusty whirlwind, from the uncontrollable chaos, from the reigning screams, as well as the screams of pain.