Ivory Distilled Knight

Watukaru mountain

A cool, slightly foggy morning saw a little boy helping his father gather firewood, it has been 8 years since the war on the land of Java Dwipa passed..

"Hanuraga"

"he's my dad still tying firewood, what's up dad?"

"your son is tying too much wood, are you able to carry it?"

"what's wrong, hehe father, I can already pick him up father, I'll take it easy.."

"don't push yourself, son, you'll be exhausted and I'll be scolded by your mother, you'll go first and I'll still want to see the trap we set yesterday, hopefully a trapped pig or antelope.."

"well dad, be careful I'll wait at home,.."

that morning Kerti had just finished cooking rice, he still remembered and always imagined whether his son would be picked up by the elders from the top of the west, however kerti was very fond of hanuraga, he was very fond of hanuraga, she already considers hanuraga as her own biological child, because since marrying her husband in retus they have not obtained offspring..

"my mother, I'm home..."

hanuraga's voice broke the kerti daydream and immediately welcomed his favorite child..

"your son has come home, why are you alone, where is your father?" let's get a little worried..

"remember mom, yesterday my dad and I set up a pig and antelope trap who knows if anyone got hehe..."

"you son, your father taught you to set up animal traps, didn't you tell your father to teach you how to grow gaga rice ?"

"hemmm anu ma'am, yesterday my father was willing to take me to the place to plant gaga rice, because of the heavy rain we took shelter in the hut made by my father, while waiting for the rain to subside my father taught me how to make animal traps.."

"we'll wait for your father to come home first, we'll eat together, there's something we want to tell you, son, now rest first.."

"well ma'am, I'll excuse you.."

by late afternoon Retus came home with a boar and some firewood ties, his thin body was still strong to carry the burden he carried...

"please help me," Retus' voice sounded outside their modest home..

"ah bli's home, let me help move the firewood, bli just cut the boar.."

"yes, get me a drink first, oh yeah call our son I want to process this game with him.."

"well, Bli, wait a minute..."

***

night

"son let's eat, your father's waiting, let's eat together..."

"well ma'am, I'll be there soon I just took a shower, ma'am.."

"well, don't be long, there's something we want to talk to you about, son.."

that night the atmosphere was calm and peaceful, full of jokes and excitement at the dining table, looks a very peaceful simplicity decorate the small family, but the atmosphere turned tense when Retus began to talk seriously, Retus, even the look on his face looked sad..

"son, tonight we want to tell you something, it's about your origin.."

"dad mean??" hanuraga looked confused with her innocent face..

"my mother and I." Retus' voice was held back, even tears began to drip down her face..

"say dad, what's the matter.."

Retus took a deep breath before returning to speak..

"son, we wanted to tell you, we're just doing our job.."

"duty? mean dad?"

Retus like reluctant to continue his words, however the hanuraga he cared for since childhood is very dear to him....

"don't joke dad, if mom and dad aren't my real parents then who else is,?"

"our son is indeed not your biological parents," continued kerti while staring at the confused face of his adopted son..

"you were brought here by someone, and left it to us to take care of you like a child ourselves even though we have no children, son," Kerti seemed to start sobbing in anguish..

"the son of the man who left you also gave this thing to you, and told me to give it to him when you were 8 years old,"

Retus continued saying while handing over a package to hanuraga,...

"dad, mother what is this, you don't joke, although it's true I'm not your biological child my love will never diminish,,,.."

Hanuraga seemed to receive the yellow package curiously, in her mind asked, what this wrapped gang, felt so light when I held it......

"book boy," the retus voice broke the reverie of hanuraga...

when Hanuraga opened the package slowly, there appeared a flute of bamboo along three hands...

"dad why am I being pinned down this flute? and who's the one who left me with you guys with this flute?" asked hanuraga curiously even felt impossible because he loved both people very much in front of him...

"we also don't know son, they're a pair of twins, like a swordsman,"

retus' answer made his son shocked,

"we're just told that, and you'll meet him one day, where, when and how we don't know..."

hanuraga was only speechless to find the answer from his father,,

"please don't think too much about it, your mother and I never thought you were a daycare or anything like that, for us you're still our son,"

retus holding onto hanuraga's shoulder made his heart calm again..

"now rest, it's late, son," and break the daydreams of the two people in front of him..

"well mom, dad, I beg you,"

after respecting his parents hanuraga returned to his room, laying down on a simple cot with a mat, the cold of the night that broke through the bamboo hedgek did not bother the hanuraga at all, because his mind was filled with questions and his life felt full of mystery after what his parents said earlier, ..

because it dissolves in the mind involuntarily hanuraga to fall asleep because of tired himself with his mind....

the morning was still cool even though the sun had begun to rise in the east, hanuraga was already seen sitting pensively while looking at the flute he was holding...

"my husband, is it okay to leave our child alone to such a point?"

"no matter what, let it be possible he also needs to be alone, at that young age his attitude is quite wise and mature, I'm sure he will become a great man later..."

"i'm going to go to the garden while I'm looking for firewood, you just keep an eye on our son.."

"well bli, I'll go kedapur first, be careful bli..."

since Hanuraga was given the flute to his parents, his heart was always confused, there was a sense of wanting to know who left him with the flute, but who else would be asked, he said, because both of his adoptive parents did not know the identity of the two people in question...

"where should I look, to whom should I ask? O God show me your generosity.."

every hanuraga sitting in the yard of his house while facing the mountain, he always had the feeling of wanting to go up, but always forbidden by his parents...

after Retus arrived home and greeted his wife, Kerti also expressed concern for his son..

"bli, ever since we gave the flute to him the boy in addition to daydreaming sometimes always asked to go up to watukaru, but I always forbid it bli...."

"i'll talk to him later, now let it go, maybe he just wants to get rid of the anxiety of his heart...."

but in retus heart think whether it's time for you to go over watukaru .......