
A large banquet was held in the kingdom of Tirta Kencana, a variety of food dishes served ranging from beef rendang, goat gulai and sauteed long beans they serve, this makes the soldiers happy, this makes the soldiers happy, because too much food is served so that not only the retainers and soldiers who enjoy, but the general public also feel the delicacy of the palace cuisine.
But from that atmosphere Cakra felt something strange, he looked for the existence of princess Kencana Sari in the ranks of the palace family, but princess Kencana Sari did not exist, he was looking for the existence of princess Kencana Sari in the palace family, though according to him for two days now the wound is almost healed but somehow Kencana Sari's daughter did not participate in the banquet.
After senopati Bajra and Cakra joined the banquet with king Rangga and prince Ranu Mulya, senopati Bajra invited Cakra to immediately return to his residence to meet his piety.
In front of the house Nyai Galuh had been waiting with hope anxious, although there had been news from a soldier if the husband and his son had returned safely, but his heart had not been calm if he had not met.
Until when Nyai Galuh walked back and forth in front of his pendopo with a face that described his concern, two horses entered the gate of the house in front of him, he immediately rushed to hug her husband who when he found out his wife ran towards him immediately jumped down from the horse.
For a moment senopati Bajra returned a hug and rubbed his wife's head, then he kissed the wife's forehead in love.
" Here you go, I'm back, so don't cry anymore,,! " said senopati Bajra while rubbing tears on his wife's cheek.
Getting such treatment, instead Nyai Galuh buried her head in the chest of her husband's field while as he pleased, Cakra who was behind her father just silently waiting for his mother to express her feelings to her father.
" Well, now welcome your son, too,,! " senopati Bajra reminded Nyai Galuh.
Soon Nyai Galuh took off his embrace and intended to hug his son, but before he could hug his son, Cakra had made a prostration and kissed his paternal leg.
" Don't prostrate like this, please,,! nyai Galuh's orders while trying to lift his son's shoulders.
" It's not okay, because the blessing prayer that I gave to me made me this way, so it's appropriate for me to purify my feet with my sweat and tears, I was unable to repay every kindness and prayer, only this is what Cakra was able to do. "
Hearing that the cry broke out to the three people, Senopati Bajra rubbed the head of Cakra and raised the shoulders of Cakra to hug him, so that the three people embraced.
A teaching from Eyang Bagaskara that is attached to the heart of Cakra, that as much as possible it should not make himself high-hearted and arrogant, he said, every thing that can be obtained at this time cannot be separated from the blessing of others, especially their parents, this causes Cakra to rest at the feet of her baby.
Senopati Bajra immediately invited his wife and son to enter the house, he immediately rested because the trip caused his injuries to recur a little so he decided to rest.
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The next morning Cakra came out walking his way in search of fresh air, to get away from the hustle and bustle in the city he entered some distance in the forest of the north side of the kingdom of Tirta Kencana, to get away from the hustle and bustle in the city, the forest he had just entered was in the middle of it storing incredible beauty, the waterfall that flows rapidly below it forms a rather large lake surrounded by white sand that is wide enough so that it is a comfortable place to calm the mind.
Cakra stood at the edge of that lake, slowly he inhaled the air filling his lungs with fresh air.
Slowly the air around him whirled flying the white sand, little by little the whirlwind was getting bigger, then Cakra demonstrated his silat style began to base until the end to eliminate the immortality of his heart, however, he was very concerned about the change in face and attitude of princess Kencana Sari when she arrived in the city of Raja kemaren.
Cakra vented the immortality of his heart with the movement of his silat, but he felt the movement became irregular and impressed carelessly until Cakra decided to end his movement, he then plunged himself into the lake and swam closer to the waterfall.
When he arrived at the waterfall he immediately sat cross-legged under the rushing waterfall, for a moment he closed his eyes dissolved in meditation, his body was lost covered by a sizable splash of water.
Not long after the Cakra entered in his subconscious, a rock slid across the surface of the lake water.
Not enough once, a second stone followed.
Claaaak claaak.
A beautiful girl stood there holding a flat stone intending to throw for the third time.
Claaac
The claaaph.
In this third throw the stone was crashing to the other side of the lake so that the flat stone stuck into a hard tree trunk.
Duaaar.
Miraculously the stone exploded and broke down a tree as big as an adult's thigh.
Hearing the sound of the explosion, Cakra ended his semedy, his face was shocked after he knew the figure on the edge of the lake that threw stones was the daughter of Kencana Sari.
Seeing a shadow darting from behind the waterfall, Kencana Sari's daughter became alert, but knowing that it was Cakra, her lips smiled seeing Cakra there.
" What are you doing here,? " ask Kencana Sari's daughter.
" Just the road takes a breath of fresh air, wrestling Princess herself is what,,? "
" Since childhood this was my favorite place when I was angry or sad, " replied Kencana Sari's daughter.
Then they sat together on the sand while looking at the reflection of the sun on the surface of the lake.
" Sorry wrestling princess, is there a wedge in your heart that makes the princess wrestling come to this place,,? "
" Heeemh, I want to answer, but you have to promise first,,! "
" promise,,? promise what,,,? " ask Cakra while frowning his forehead was curious about what the princess Kencana Sari said.
" You must promise to call me dinda from now on, you must not call me wrestling princess again,,! "
" I'm sorry wrestling princess, I dare not to promise as such." asserted Cakra.
Hearing that answer, the look on the face of princess Kencana Sari changed, she also turned her face in the other direction making Cakra wrong.
" Sorry wrestling princess, "said Cakra Iirih then set his gaze towards the calm lake water.
While there was no sound from the two, they were busy with the rumbling of their own feelings.
In their hearts raged their feelings, eager for them to express their feelings to relieve the burden in their hearts.
Finally only teardrops came out of the two eyes of the beautiful princess Kencana Sari.
Cakra noticed it and turned towards Kencana princess Sari, in his heart feeling pity for what happened to Kencana princess Sari.
" What happened to your wrestling princess,,? "
Putri Kencana Sari turned her head and looked at Cakra with a meaningful gaze.
" In fact I love you Cakra, " replied Kencana Sari's daughter.
Cakra was shocked by that answer, he did not expect Kencana Sari's daughter to dare to express her feelings.
Cakra could not answer, his throat was choked he was just silent.
However, he is a man who must be able to master his feelings.
" I'm sorry princess, I can't accept the princess's feelings" replied Cakra firmly.
" Why,,? what's wrong with my love ,,? "
" The love of the princess is not wrong, but my circumstances are wrong, I feel unworthy to be with you so it is impossible for the servant to accept that,, "
Cakra felt enough of an explanation that he left Kencana Sari's daughter crying by herself there, Cakra is unlikely to reveal the real reason that he relented on his feelings to prince Jati Kusuma who also loves princess Kencana Sari.
Arriving at the house Cakra immediately went into the room and meditated.
~ Sorry for the lovers of silat novels who do not like the love story, this love story only intermezzo after a continuous war, in the future this love story also affects the storyline of this silat, this love story, hope everyone understands~
Thanks to all who have given criticism and advice, all criticism of your advice can be a reference so that the author can develop even better in the future.