Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Chapters 6. Disarray

Abinawa followed Sagara's lead away from Pendopo Ageng. Arriving at a place that felt safe, both of them rubbed their faces together.

They see their true selves.

"What happened in Pendopo Ageng?" ask Abinawa.

"The wedding will take place in five days. Mahamantri Adiyaksa requests an investigation into the relationship between Anatari and Mahesa. I already rejected it. But ... As you heard earlier, the Old Man asked for assurances that there would be no acts of treason in the future. Why should you support it?" scatter Sagara, pissed.

"Let me think about it."

"good. So, what was the outcome of your encounter with Anatari?"

"I've said what needs to be said. Now I can only hope the woman makes her own decision. Otherwise, I can only resign when the Maharaja asks me to kill both."

Sagara flabbergasted. "Will Sri Maharaja issue such an order?"

"That could have happened. He likes to play women. If you can't get them, you better just kill them. You don't think he's gonna force me to follow that habit, huh? The fruit fell not far from the tree. That's what I'm afraid of, "sorry Abinawa.

^^^(Fruit falls not far from the tree; the nature of the child is not far from its parents)^^

Sagara nodded strongly. It is still clear in his memory when Sri Maharaja II held a banquet for the envoys from Bhumi Namaini. In order to launch a trade agreement between the two nagari, Abinawa was assigned to be closer to Crown Princess Bhumi Namaini.

The Maharaja asked Sagara to get both of them drunk. Hope to create a story that ends sweet. But what happened ended tragically. Sagara is really embarrassed.

Not long after the incident, Sri Maharaja II suddenly actively approached Girilaya. Persuading the queen of Girilaya to form a familial bond.

Sagara shuddered, as if he no longer wanted to remember the incident. But ... didn't he remember just now?

"Yuwaraja, I have tested Anatari. He could dodge the arrows just in time. It was just a regular move. There is no energy in the felt. It seems that the news of the greatness of the canuragan of the Princess of Girilaya is too exaggerated." Sagara immediately shifted the topic of discussion.

"Is that so? Uhm, maybe he hid it on purpose. Keep an eye on his movements. I wonder what the real purpose of coming to Javacekwara is" Abinawa said.

"Sendiko dawuh."

Abinawa is headed to her home. However, his steps came to a halt as the outer corner of his eyes caught the figure of Sri Maharaja II sitting alone, leaning on the throne.

Abinawa told Sagara to wait under the stairs Pendopo Ageng.

"Ayahanda didn't return to the residence?" ask Abinawa.

The tired eyes of Sri Maharaja II looked at the figure of his beloved son coming over. A youth of twenty-two years of age. His broad forehead seemed to shine which is believed to be the next king candidate. Her hair was neat and shiny. His light brown skin glowed golden under the sun. His quiet carrying exuded the dignity of a king.

"I thought about so many things. So many worries" replied Sri Maharaja II.

"Your son is here, hoping that Father will share his worries."

Sri Maharaja II pondered for a while. "It is appropriate that I share the burden of thought with you. The future king Bhumi Javacekwara ascended the throne without knowing the truth and ugliness lurking around, what do you think?"

"Innorance is a cage of ignorance. Stupidity will lead the soul easily influenced by heresy. A lost king will turn away from the truth to the detriment of Nagari. It's not really worth getting such a great award from Acintya" Abinawa said.

The Maharaja nodded slowly. "A king should put nagari's interests first rather than his own. Including having the ability to embrace the enemy. What I have planned for your future is an effort to maintain peace in the Land of Jawi."

"I understand the meaning of Father."

"Repair what can be repaired. Talk carefully with your Kangmas."

"I'll do it."

"Try taking Anatari for a walk out of the kedaton. Introduce him to the Javacekwara neighborhood that will later become his residence."

"Okay, Daddy."

Mentari was already occupying the highest place in the sky, when Abinawa arrived at the doorstep of the Mahesa residence archway.

The firm jaw line with its stiffened muscles held back anger, welcoming the flabbergasted arrival of Abinawa.

Mahesa was completely outraged, attacking Abinawa without a second thought. Fortunately, Abinawa managed to escape. Mahesh turned and again launched an attack.

Abinawa threw her body into the air, looking for a place to escape in the open.

"Kangmas. Don't hit my stomach." Abinawa continued to avoid Mahesa's punches and kicks. "My body is weak. One hit can be dead immediately."

"That's better." Mahesa pulled out her sword, swinging without hesitation.

Sagara pulls back Abinawa, fending off Mahesa's sword attack with his sword. Partha took action, pointing at Sagara's head with the pointed tip of her greatsword.

"Yuwaraja would like to speak with you on the orders of the Maharaja. Well, of course." Sagara.

The word "Sri Maharaja" seems to have succeeded in reducing Mahesa's annoyance a little. The look on his face slowly turned flat.

Abinawa tidied up her appearance, then signaled for Sagara to pull over. Then lowered the tip of Mahesa's sword with his index finger.

"Kangmas. I was about to talk to you about something. Hope in the future there's no misunderstanding whatsoever that's interfering with our good relationship."

"Since when have we had a good relationship?" mahesa.

Abinawa. "Kangmas. I beg you."

"Ck! Alright. I accepted you because it was Ayahanda's order."

"certain. Before that can we eat?"

"No shame" Mahesa reproached.

Abinawa responded with a light laugh.

...***...

After speaking at length with his Kangmas, Abinawa headed towards the Anatari residence as the sun began to slip westward.

Jiyem and Liyem invited Abinawa to wait inside the house. A smile rose on the lips of Abinawa, welcoming Anatari who had just returned from lightning.

The jet-black hair like a mayang unraveled. The beautiful young face revealed the untouched elegance of the full moon. The fragrant bushes of Jempiring and Sandalwood flowers poured into the air as soon as the woman stood close enough to her.

^^^(As mayang unravels; women's hair is very beautiful)^^

"Jiyem and Liyem announce your arrival. Sorry not to welcome."

"That's not necessary. Sit down."

Abinawa gave a probing look towards Anatari. Anatari. Both look for what each wants.

"I hope you didn't come here to sit quietly looking at me."

Abinawa laughed. "Why? You don't like me staring at you? Too bad. The moonlight before the eyes. The window blocked without giving a gap. So who can admire its elegance?"

"Please Lord restrain yourself. Do not over admire. What doesn't look real is true."

Abinawa laughs. Not with his eyes.

What does Abinawa want? His attitude is very suspicious.

"It turns out you're good at wordplay, too. I think we've got a good start."

^^^(Playing words/Sword play; A literary technique and a form of intelligent humor that uses words as the main subject of a work, especially for entertainment purposes)^^

"What exactly made you come here?" Anatari spoke carefully.

"I want to take you somewhere. I hope you don't refuse."

"Where?"

"Go out of kedaton."

Anatari's beads were rounded excitedly. This is what Anatari looks forward to the most. Seeing the outside world without the restrictions of the high walls of the kedaton that hurts the eyes.

"I'm willing."

Anatari continued to follow Abinawa, descending the top of the stairs outside the main gate of the kedaton. A wooden bridge is slapped. The red brick path stretched straight forward and branched to both sides of them, continuously encircling the entire kedaton environment. The side of the road there are houses of priests, temples, houses of nobles, houses of the higher-ups of the kedaton.

Wooden bridges and re-welcomed archways, similar red brick road structures are again visible, this is where the warrior barracks are located. The field for combat and horseback riding exercises is at the back of the circular road. While the north and south sides are occupied by two giant rice barns.

Again. The wooden bridge is stretched. This layer is a place for artisans, artists, and those who occupy middle positions in the government order.

Still with the same construction that the traders live in, the market, the city square, the Head of Regional Security hall and the Lower Government hall.

The last layer is the residence of the residents of Bhumi Javacekwara in Kuthanagara. Longer and wider.

When viewed from above, the kedaton environment is at the center of a circle. Each place has its own design. Layers one to the next layer connected the Meranti Wood bridge and the red brick archway. Separated deep water pools are clear and often used as a place to fish or as a source of water when needed.

Kuthanagara Bhumi Javacekwara is on top of a hill. Farmers had to go down the cobblestone path to their fields and rice fields at the foot of a hill close enough to two great rivers.

The purpose of Abinawa this evening to take Anatari to the city square is to watch a Mask Dance performance.

Abinawa, Anatari, Sagara, Jiyem, and Liyem blend in with the residents in a simple appearance. They stood at the edge of the square, avoiding the crowd in the middle of the field.

"Why are you lying to me?" ask Anatari.

Abinawa looked around, hoping no one would eavesdrop on their conversation. "Ah, you know?"

"Why did you do it? I thought I could trust you."

"You have to believe in yourself. Do not rely on the information that others provide. I'm afraid it's not the truth you get, it's a misleading lie" Abinawa said, indifferently.

"Your lies almost misled me, too" lamented Anatari.

Abinawa looked at Anatari who was standing next to her. "I'm sorry I did. Next time try harder to restore your memory."

"You know that?"

Of course, the inner flow of Abinawa.

"Can you explain everything you know?" pinta Anatary.

"Look. Show's about to begin, "dodge Abinawa.

He seems to know something or maybe a lot of things about me.

The pentatonic scale began to sound from the stage. It feels calming and full of respect. Gradually cradle the hearing. Gripping soul. A magical full-tone groove spread out and enveloped Anatari. He shook his head, as if awakening himself from something so eager to master.

The white masked dancers entered the stage area, starting the movement gently. So soft as if seducing the soul. The white smoke on the stage was like a mist hiding the ugliness.

Anatari's eyelids are starting to feel heavy.

Abinawa watched Anatari from the tail of her eyes, then turned towards the stage. He realized that there was an awkwardness going on. However, he has not taken a stand, still trying to find something suspicious among the dancers and music performers.

The movement of seven dancers full of softness, like a thin scarf that floated played by the wind. The movements of the dancers' heads as they turned, jerking Anatari as if the eyes behind the masks were turned on him.

Anatari limb. Staggered to fall to the ground.

"Let'soo!"

A man standing behind Anatari fell down instantly.

Sagara carefully examined it. A small keris had stuck right in the chest to the left of the man.

"Kissed."

A small kris shot back, hitting the neck of a woman standing next to Abinawa. Made him die instantly.

The spectators scatter. Runs in all directions. Abinawa grabbed Anatari's body. "Back to kedaton."

The four of them beat up people who ran in no direction. Arriving in the middle of the first bridge, they were confronted by two masked men. Each one holds a kris. They were pushed to and fro by the panicked sea of humans.

"Sep apart," tell Abinawa.

Sagara attracts Jiyem and Liyem.

Abinawa tried to find a gap in order to escape from the panicked population and masked people who continued to block the escape route. With Anatari in his carriage it was clearly not easy to be able to run as fast as lightning.

The path back to the kedaton was blocked by masked men. Abinawa is turning. There was no choice for him but to lure them into the forest.

Sure enough, another group of masked people ambushed him inside the forest. One by one descended from the darkness that enveloped the treetops.

"Give the woman away."

Abinawa releases Anatari from her trunk. "Take ...."