HOLY LOVE QUEEN OF THE OCEAN

TRUE PROTECTOR

A pair of forest-waiting tigers roared loudly, his voice echoing all over the forest. The king and queen of the forest showed her power, who dared to disturb the peace of the forest, means having to dare to face the two of them.

"Good son of Sanura" praised a pair of tigers who were kings and queens of the ancient forest rulers.

"You old serpent, hundreds of years old why the result is nonexistent. Your arrogant attitude and arrogance continue to nurture, ingrained with your body," said the king of the forest.

The eagle smiled faintly, watching the Buraksa Snake lying in a coil of Baruna shawl.

"Then you cut off this proud old snake. Old man still mostly behavior. No need to show off in this forest. Buraksa snakes if just flying, birds are also able to fly. If you let out a fire, look at the volcano when it's angry it's all destroyed. Do not show off something that has become the natural property of other living things" said the eagle.

The Buraksa snake is weak, no matter what.

"Based on an old snake" said Candani.

"Nura watch your tongue. However the buraksa snake is the true protector of the snake nation, show your manners. Not your place to talk at will," the eagle scolded loudly.

Candani nods and apologizes to the Buraksa Snake and especially to this pair of ancient old forest lord tigers. A pair of forest kings and queens again roared loudly showing his power.

"Uncle Serpent Buraksa, the serpent nation needs your help, don't just stay here running from responsibility."

Buraksa snakes shed tears. His heart feels pain. "I am the true protector of all snakes, I inherited that position not because I was able to, but merely inherited it from the snake's father. The snake nation does not want to have a true protector who is weak like me, they continue to insult because of my knowledge is not how much," Buraksa Snake cried softly.

The Buraksa Snake continues its story. "I finally learned to increase the devotion to be worthy of being the true protector of the serpent nation. But as my devotion grew higher and higher, a new disease in my heart, a sickness of pride and pride. The serpents that once insulted me, I killed one by one, I took their lives. My position as snake protector was to turn into a life-extracting angel for those who should be under my protection. From one fight to another, until finally so many snakes died by my hand, whether old or young, be it a canoragan or not, I killed everyone who ever insulted me. I vent the revenge that exists. Eventually my nickname turned into a snake killer. Over time all the serpents of all the realms in the universe, all turned away from me. Everyone was scared of me. Seeing me for them is like seeing a god of death. It makes me angry. And at its peak, one day at a time as is usually done every year there was a ceremony of homage to all the true protectors of the serpent that had passed away, all the serpent nations of the various realms bowed in thanks to the Creator, and unceasingly thanked all the serpent protectors who had gone without tears. All the serpent nations prayed together, wept together. And I, no one cares, no one invites me to attend the sacred ceremonies of the serpent. Because of my heartache, wrath, and high pride, I was so angry, humiliated, and at the height of my cruelty I killed all the snakes that came to the ceremony. The bodies of snakes are scattered. Even the ones that were babies and still in the womb, all I killed. My body is covered in the blood of my own people."

All were stunned to hear the story of the Buraksa Serpent.

"Then what happened?" ask Candani because the Buraksa Snake was silent for a long time.

The Buraksa snake took a deep breath, continuing the story stored in the memories. "After I had committed a great slaughter of the serpent nation, the spirit of the serpent's father, who had not come to see me in the dreamland. The serpent father was sobbing, his whole body was covered in the blood of the serpents I had killed. The serpent's father said to me "leave the serpent, never return unless all the serpents of all nature are willing to forgive you, then you can return." The scars of the murders I committed were still there, no one dared to clean up for fear of his life being uprooted. The carcasses of snakes were strewn everywhere, the little snakes weeping for their parents whom I had killed. The smell of blood rules the air. Finally I rested under the nameplates of all the true protectors of the dead serpent. I was crying hard. My heart hurts so much to see the children and the snake babies crying bitterly. My heart feels torn. The serpents died by the pride that ruled me. Everyone died without making any mistakes. In my sorrow, the souls of the true patrons of the serpent came upon me, throwing me out of the serpent nation. Finally on my long journey, I entered this forest and met someone who taught me the science of mind. In self-stomping regret, I decided to ascend, as the embodiment of my conversion, and my effort to master my vanity."

Silent mood. A pair of forest-ruling tigers even sat solemnly.

"It should have been that when my devotion was complete, I protected the serpent nation without expectation of honor. Goodness I have not planted, but I have gone mad with puja and praise. And now that you're a young girl, telling me to help my people, am I capable, am I worthy?" Buraksa snakes cry hysterically.

Buraksa snakes wrap his body. And let his limbs be the seat of Candani Paramita.

A pair of forest-ruling tigers and eagles invited the Buraksa Serpent to speak. The four of them pulled over. The Buraksa serpent was listening.

"Explain to me the state of the serpents today!" pinta Snake Buraksa.

Candani also told the state of the snake nation to the Buraksa Snake. About the enslavement experienced by the serpent nation, about the souls of the serpent who must be vengeful because it is bound in the keris Sarpa Hastha.

The Buraksa serpent listened with a furious heart. Because his short mind made the serpent nation suffer greatly. Killed enslaved, treated arbitrarily. The cost of the lives of tens of thousands of snakes is only worth a game of "win or lose ".

The Buraksa Snake. Drifting in grief. His heart lamented over all that had gone before. If, if. There is an useless sense of regret.

"Uncle Snake Buraksa is not too late to improve. All snakes of all realms await their true protectors. Waiting for the presence of snake uncle there." Candani spoke slowly.

Buraksa Snake still riveted. Sayu's view. A pardon for him is highly awaited from all the serpent nations. He is the true protector of snakes. But behold, a true protector, who has lost his responsibility, has made all serpents despised in bondage. Even until his death still remains a slave to the power of greedy humans.

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Candani Paramita's friends fell silent, confused. The latitude of the Ocean sighed slowly. Feel how low knowledge he has. Each is affected by a change of circumstances.

The night was replaced by the morning. Dew is still dripping into medicine for various diseases. The forest dwellers peered through the trees. Walking slowly afraid to anger the serpent hermit.

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