Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior

An existence not considered

The sound of small footsteps shuffled down the path in a remote village. The village of Kadipaten. The village is located in the foothills of Darmalaya. Yes, he is Jaka Umbara. A child without a mother or father. One of the grandchildren of the prominent king in the hill of Darmalaya, Prabu Panempuh Baskara Nara Diningrat, His Majesty King of Suryalaya kingdom.

His father used to be a soldier from the Suryalaya kingdom's war forces, but his father was killed in the battle while fighting against the Kertamukti kingdom to defend the Suryalaya kingdom area. While the mother who is the daughter of the King Suryalaya died when she was just born. In fact, since childhood he never felt the affection of his family, because since childhood he was orphaned. She was raised by the only court lady who worked for her parents, and it only lasted until she was ten years old.

He continued to follow the steps of his little feet that never knew where he should move both feet. He could only step along to where his feet were walking without any definite destination.

The little legs just kept walking down the path around the village of Kadipaten, hoping he would find a shelter for him. A place where there were people who would accept his existence. A place where he can return from every trip.

“Look, again he passed this road,” said someone with a cynical tone.

“Don't till he steps on our house,” timpal the others with a look of disgust.

“Hey, don't be hard. Later we can get the stone,” connect the others as well.

His mind glared through the bulkhead for the sake of the memory shadow bulkhead in his head. He vividly remembered the events that happened to the only good friend he had as a child. In order to help him, his best friend lost his life. However, no one believed in his words. People accused him of killing her by pushing her up the hill until her best friend lost his life.

The memory is still clearly reflected. The last time he could see his best friend. At that time he went to the hills near his village to look for medicinal plants until dusk. Something they never thought would suddenly happen. While they were gathering medicinal herbs there was a large enough snake that was stalking them. They were still laughing cheerfully without realizing any danger. The memory recording is still framed in Jaka's memory.

“Look, Dawul! How many medicinal plants we get. Your uncle will be very happy,” said Jaka enthusiastically.

“Iya, Jaka.. surely my Uncle will be very happy and thank you very much to us,” reply Dawul with no less happy.

The two immediately plucked every medicinal plant they were looking for. Until the threat approached them, there was not the slightest alertness between the two. However, Dawul felt a bad feeling approaching their place.

Sure enough, a snake with a size large enough to come quickly towards them. Dawul who knew about it immediately pushed Jaka hard.