HEIR TO THE KNIGHTS JATAYU

HEIR TO THE KNIGHTS JATAYU
Sublime Quote



Step by step exceeded, casually Cakra walked while enjoying the natural atmosphere outside the Pancer forest, this was the first time for Cakra to come out of the Pancer forest alone, alone, lots of new sights to meet.


Clear river flow, tempting Cakra to plunge himself there, he undressed and then he bathed as much as he could.


After bathing he immediately continued his journey, now the expanse of lush green rice fields welcomed his arrival, as far as he looked, the newly emerging rice was the thing in sight, in some places there is a saung that farmers use to rest, in the caress of soft and cool winds typical of rice fields to make the farmers sleep, the farmers are sleeping, although some are still awake while chatting with his friends, there are new ones opening rice shipments from his wife there are also those who banish the bird emprites who eat rice grains.


What a peaceful atmosphere full of peace.for example in this world is full of peace like this surely the world will be comfortable to live in.


Cakra continued to walk down the rice field, Not so long he saw a simple house not far from it. The house of woven bamboo and roofed dry thatch leaves look clean and comfortable.


"Excuse me" said Cakra.


A grandfather who was sitting on a bamboo nimble in front of his house while smoking a klobot cigarette turned his head towards Cakra.


"Monggo, please ! looking for who ? " ask the grandfather.


"No cake, I just want to take a break" replied Cakra.


"Oh .. please ..please sit here ! " said the grandfather, allowing Cakra to sit beside him while cleaning the nimble using his hands.


Cakra shook his body in the bamboo lacquer, to 'relieve fatigue.


"Sorry cake, I have inconvenienced, My name is Cakra cake" Cakra knows as a form of courtesy before asking the name of the person he mentioned his own name.


"Ah do not hesitate, I used to be called Mbah Gerit by the villagers here, where are you from ? " ask the grandfather who turns out his name is Mbah Gerit.


" I am a wanderer from the kek Pancer forest, "Cakra explains his origin for feeling this grandfather was a good person.


Mbah Gerit immediately went to the back of his house, not so long he brought a coconut, deftly he peeled the coconut with a machete and handed it to Cakra.


"Drink this so that your strength will recover soon! "


Not waiting in tawari a second time, Cakra immediately received the coconut fruit and gulped the water, fresh taste immediately running down his throat.


"Thank you cake, this coconut water is really fresh.


"What do you want to find? " tanya Mbah gerit seems to understand the purpose of the journey of Cakra.


"No cake, I just want to seek the experience of life and also the meaning of this life" replied Cakra trying to cover his main purpose.


"He he he, your teacher has taught you a lot about the noble character and the meaning of life, now you just have to do what your teacher has provided, hopefully something that you are looking for later can make additional provision for yourself to serve the community, because the truth is Urip iku Urup (in fact life is beneficial to others) "


Hearing that Cakra gasped, the main goal he wanted to achieve was known by the grandfather.


"Ngger, in an age where the ugly reigns lela and the good stay a little bit, you have to be careful, many good things are considered bad and bad things are thought to be good, you must hold fast to the faith embedded in your soul, making your clean heart the direction you want to go, "


"Ngger. ojo katungkul marang kalerah, kedonyan and kemareman (do not pursue position, property and worldly satisfaction), because such a thing can make humans greedy, because, the good can turn bad and the man is bound by his lust. "


Cakra listened to the sublime advice carefully, he felt that during the day not only got the freshness of the body after resting and drinking coconut water, also she felt getting a beautiful and glowing word pearl in her heart, illuminating the heart expelling the darkness of lust.


He thanked Sang Hyang Widi, who had met him with Mbah Gerit.