Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara
Chapters 7. Fretfulness



Two masked men approached cautiously under the watchful eye of a brown bead, Yuwaraja said. The hands of the two stewards were stretched out toward Anatari who was lying near the feet of Abinawa—.


A form of energy centered in the chest of Abinawa. Then he spread it on the palms behind the back. Move it in full rotation. When the distance was already very minimal, he stomped it forward. The bodies of the two tenants bounced far back.


"Ah, I don't seem to have finished my words. Take ... if you are able to defeat me," challenged Sang Yuwaraja.


Three people attacked at once with a soared keris on top of their heads.


Abinawa smiled sarcastically. Sloppy. He again made the same hand gesture, making the three of them bounce back against the Teak Tree trunk. Amateurs.


Seven people left surrounded him. Vigilant. Waiting for the movement of his opponent.


Abinawa observed each of his opponent's movements. He crossed his arms around his chest, scrolled it down, stretching it to both sides while twisting his body.


Energy in throwing the bodies of the tenants into the darkness of the forest. Ending the groans of mutual disdain.


Sagara had just arrived with a gasp of breath. "Yuwara."


Abinawa's forehead is wrinkled. He didn't like that call when he was outside the palace.


"Young, Kangmas. Sorry, too late."


"It's not your fault. Check them out."


Sagara looked around him. "Inspect who?"


"The criminals. In the woods. It's too dark to tell which tree they hit. Just find it." Abinawa waved her hand in the air carelessly.


"Sendiko."


Sagara enters the forest without hesitation. The dried branches were strewn about in his careful footsteps. His eyelids blinked at the sight of a lump of black objects piled under the tree before him. One body was found. On the trunk of the Teak Tree that was hit by the tenant was formed an overdraft. While his body folded into two parts. The lifeless body was laid on the ground. Sagara checks the part of the stomach that feels soft.


His stomach and all his ribs were destroyed.


He opened the white mask with a realistic cunning smile engraving. As soon as the mask is separated from its owner, the body of the criminal bursts into the air. Became a purplish black smoke that quickly disappeared afterwards.


Sagara runs towards Abinawa. "Grass!" His body froze looking at the whereabouts of someone who was not his master.


...***...


Abinawa places Anatari's body on the bed.


"Is Ndoro Putri okay?" ask Liyem.


"Hm. Take care of him."


"Sendiko dawuh, Yuwaraja."


"Sendiko dawuh, Yuwaraja."


A knocking sound rang out from the doorway. Sagara nodded towards Abinawa.


"Is there a living?" ask Abinawa, indifferent.


"It's hard to find a living one because of Rajah Kalachakra's attack." Sagara paused his sentence, seeing Abinawa's calm expression. "Why did you go to such great lengths to exert inner strength just to fight against a group of Illusory Bodies?"


^^^(Rajah Kalachakra; functioned as a magical fence/tameng/self shield)^^^


^^^(Illusional Body; An imitation of a living creature resembling the original by utilizing the help of astral beings used for a particular purpose)^^


Both eyebrows of Abinawa are linked. "Illusional Body?"


"really. When the mask was opened, what was seen was a human form without a face. It soon turned into a dark fog until it finally disappeared" Sagara reported.


"It looks like someone wants to test our vigilance tonight. Gendam, Illusory Body. It can only be done by him."


^^^(Gendam; One technique for manipulating one's consciousness or mind)^^


Abinawa stared at the rippling surface of the pond as a frog jumped into it. "The only one who can do that is only Banaspati."


"Hottled? Isn't he locked up in the Mrapen Pass?"


"He's a cunning demon capable of manipulating anything he wants. There are still many of his followers scattered throughout Nagari, hiding from the annihilation that had occurred seventy years ago. Calling back his followers was not difficult for him. The seal that locked him up was also not something that could last very long. It does not rule out the possibility that he will come back again to make chaos in the Land of Jawi."


"Would his confinement seal be reinforced?"


Abinawa thought for a long time, before replying, "That .. seems to be very complicated, for only the former king knows the spell."


"The revenge you said .. made Anatari his target. I don't see any connection. What is Banaspati targeting Anatari for? What might be related to the confinement seal?"


"It seems I haven't told you about anything. I think it will be discussed at this morning's meeting. I wonder if that woman is still alive on her wedding day."


Sagara gave off a questionable look.


...***...


Morning was still blind, but four members of Pahom Narendra flocked to enter Pendopo Ageng. Drowsiness was still clearly visible in their eyes. However, the mouth can't stand to speak.


^^^(Pahom Narendra; Council/agency of great consideration held by seven close family or relatives of the closest blood circle of the reigning king)^^


Voices of mutual understated discussing the incident of the attack last night. Their high-low tone of speech illustrates a mood filled with timelessness.


Sri Maharaja II entered Pendopo Ageng followed by Abinawa, greeted with respect from the officials who were impatient to discuss.


"No need to talk anymore. I know you're gonna talk about the attack last night. So, just say your opinion." The dark circles were clearly drawn under the eyes of Sri Maharaja II. It seemed like he hadn't slept all night either, thinking the same thing.


"Overnight's incident was unfortunate. Bhumi Javacekwara who was previously calm and serene had to be hit by a muddle that caused two casualties from innocent residents. It disturbed our calm." Dyah Candrawati opened the discussion with her seductive tone.


Janardana added by saying, "After going through the investigation, I found something a little suspicious. A group of tenants targeted Gusti Putri Anatari. One of the dancers even dared to attack Gusti Putri Anatari with gendam. However, the motive behind it is not known, because the dancer is still silent. The tenants had been killed before the arrival of the security forces. Just leave behind horrible clothes and masks."


^^^(Gewa; a person who misbehaves [troublemakers]) ^^


The head of the Kedaton Security Forces entered Pendopo Ageng with his maroon clothes neatly folded and a mask worn by the herd of tenants. Both were placed on a table in the middle of the room.


Janardana extended her right hand towards the table. "This is what they wear on the night of the attack."


The six people surrounded the wooden table. What they saw now reminded them of one thing in common: The Banaspati team.


"There is no way he can escape from the occult confinement in the Mrapen Gap," said Rangga.


"Sooner or later, the creature will also come out of confinement. We all know that the longer, the more the magic seal will be weaker. What is feared is the result of the release of Banaspati. The existence of Anatari has been known and lured the followers of Banaspati up to here. Regarding the weakness of the confinement seal .. His followers must have known this. I think it gives them a little courage to go back. I think Queen Girilaya's intention to allow this marriage is also suspect" Dyah Candrawati said.


"Did the Maharaja miss anything about Gusti Raden Ayu Anatari Lingga's background before deciding to marry him to Yuwaraja?" Rangga the cousin asked respectfully.


Sri Maharaja II. "I know it."


"Why should you force this? Inviting the enemy into the house, is the same as looking to die," Jayendra scolded.


Sri Maharaja II was silent. The facial water is sour. His past memories take him far back on events decades ago, when he was still Yuwaraja and assigned to lead the army.


Precisely twenty years after the destruction of Banaspati with all his kingdom in the Central Plains. Javacekwara leads the assault on Bhumi Girilaya. The action was aimed at seizing the Mustika Dragon that was in the hands of Nyai Chandra Kirana.


Nyai Chandra Kirana insisted on keeping the Mustika Dragon in her body. Not one bit to destroy it. The three kings became disappointed and angry. Hundreds of royal soldiers entered the Girilaya kedaton area. King Girilaya was killed at the hands of Sri Maharaja I, provoking the anger of Nyai Chandra Kirana, even to the point of making him lose control.


He removed the Mustika Dragon from his body, then dragged the two-year-old Anatari in front of his three opponents.


"None of you will have a Mustika Dragon." Nyai Candra Kirana inserted the Dragon Mustika into Anatari's body. He then pushed his little daughter's body down the mountain in a state of unconsciousness.


Queen Namaini made a lightning-fast move, drawing her sword against Nyai Candra Kirana's back until it pierced into the front of her chest.


Sri Maharaja I and King Acarya immediately sent soldiers to lift Anatari's body from the bottom of the ravine.


The night met the morning. The morning met noon until the moon returned the next day, the little Anatari's body was never found.


"Servant" call Jayendra.


"Hamba is here."


"Take Anatari here."


"Sendiko dawuh."


Sagara approached Abinawa from behind. "Yuwaraja. If Anatari is found guilty of having a relationship with Banaspati, what could possibly happen to him?"


"His life is no longer his."


"Aren't you going to do anything for her?"


"...."


"If you don't do something, I'm afraid Mahesa will act first."


Abinawa frowned. "You're thinking too far."


"Fight the other day in his reception. He did it seriously. I can feel his inner strength."


"good. Good. I'll be more careful with him." Abinawa. "You're so chatty."


"It's my job to make sure Yuwaraja stays safe."


"I comply. I'm according to."


"What are you there for. Why whisper?" jayendra.


The two turned around with a fluffy smile.


"My stomach is a little uncomfortable, Grandpa. I asked Sagara to get some food, "bual Abinawa.


Abinawa flutters her palms behind her back. One signal that makes Sagara rushed out Pendopo Ageng.


"Huh, in an uncertain situation like this you still have an appetite? Amazing not pecan!" critic Jayendra.


"Please Uncle understand. Abinawa's body has been weak since childhood. His stomach disease is still not curable. So, he had to keep his food intake," defended Sri Maharaja II.


"Your stomach disease has been treated for years, but why has it not shown good results? I think we should call the healers for questioning" Janardana suggested.


"Huh! You've only been interrogating and investigating. From my observation, not a single case has ever been solved in such a short period of time up to this second. I think you should be interrogated, too" Jayendra said.


"...." - ".Janardana glanced at Jayendra in annoyance. However, it did not intend to continue the argument that would inevitably end with the sound of the sword.


"Gusti Raden Ayu Anatari has arrived" said the bodyguard, informing him.


The six people inside Pendopo Ageng were already in their respective places.


Anatari stepped up gracefully, ignoring the discomfort that enveloped her feelings. "Hamba facing Sri Maharaja."


Anatari stared for a moment at the serious looking Abinawa. Then switch to the people sitting on the right and left side.


"You know who we are?" ask Jayendra.


"To my knowledge, you are all members of Pahom Narendra. I apologize if I misrecognize you, "Anatari replied.


"I called you here to straighten out a few things about the attack last night." Sri Maharaja II took over the talks. "From the investigations that have been done, a group of tenants made you a target. Do you know who they are?"


"Hamba doesn't know that. As I recall, I felt dizzy when watching the mask dance performance. After that, I don't remember anything anymore."


"According to Yuwaraja's explanation, it's very likely that you've been grudged. Can you explain it to us, Yuwaraja?" Sri Maharaja II nodded at Abinawa.


"That night before the dance performance, Anatari was in fine form. However, once the show begins, Anatari shows symptoms that lead to the state of a person affected by gendam. That's to my knowledge. After that I ordered to return to the palace. But they were too many to direct me into the forest" Abinawa added.


"To me, who is able to feel the vibration of energy in the science of canuragan only the warriors. How can you be sure that it is a science of revenge? Didn't you master the science of kanuragan? If it was an ordinary person, it certainly would not have noticed it," Rangga said.


Abinawa smiled a little. "Uncle, you don't seem to be watching my words. I did not master the science of kanuragan. Not that it does not understand the characteristics of someone who has been attacked by certain sciences," defended Abinawa.


Janardana turned to look at Rangga who was sitting beside her. "Think before you speak." He focused his attention on Abinawa. "Yuwaraja. Explain what happened in the woods?"


"One of them attacked from behind. It made me unconscious. I don't know what happened after or how long I was unconscious. Fortunately Uncle Janardana came to take me and Anatari back to the palace. I'm very grateful for Uncle's service" Abinawa said.


Janardana straightened his shoulders, feeling proud of himself for saving the successor to the throne Bhumi Javacekwara. Jayendra's eyes poked at Janardana.


"Ehem. When I arrived, Yuwaraja and Gusti Princess Anatari were lying unconscious. I didn't see the bodies of the tenants until Sagara emerged from the forest carrying the creepy clothes and masks" Janardana said.


Anatari lowered his gaze. Stare straight at the white mask that has a smile so real. Instantly her pupils dilated. His heart was pounding erratically. Its foundation began to falter.


A pair of dark eyes surrounded by a glowing orange color, slowly opened in a thick blackish purple mist. Stare sharply ahead. Anatari took a step back.


Abinawa watched him in silence.


A ferocious grin of fanged creatures appeared before Anatari. Make him fall for a moment.