Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior

Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior
Conversations in the twilight



"What's wrong, Auntie! I thank you guys. I really feel helped by the help from you guys," Jaka said with a smile. Jaka then saluted as his gratitude in front of Suwira and Lasmi.


"Radens.. Don't be like that! It makes us feel sorry for Raden," Suwira said awkwardly.


"Yes, Raden! Raden doesn't have to get that way to us" Lasmi continued.


"Once again I thank my Uncle and Aunt for helping me."


"Rama, Raden.. It's just a small thing. Raden didn't have to feel that much when he asked for our help." Suwira and Lasmi are increasingly reluctant about Jaka's behavior. "We will always be willing to help Raden" he added.


"Raden, We will always be ready with all our hearts to help Raden," affirmed the words of her husband, Suwira.


Jaka smiled full of haru. Looking at Suwira and Lasmi with a happy look. He is grateful to be able to get people who can help him when he is experiencing difficulties like now.


"All right! Then I'll retreat back to the store first. Next time I'll come back to visit you." said Jaka while getting up and preparing to step outside.


Suwira and Lasmi nodded. The two accompanied Jaka's steps until they reached outside their hut.


"Uncle, Auntie, I go first" said Jaka again before completely parting ways with the two.


"Raden, be careful on Raden's journey" Lasmi's message accompanies Jaka's departure.


Jaka nodded. He immediately withdrew control of his horse leaving Suwira and Lasmi staring at his departure.


In that moment there was no heavy hearted feeling like they had felt before.


"Rear, hopefully nothing happens on Raden's journey" Lasmi said expectantly. Looking at Suwira with concern.


"Yes, I hope so, too" replied Suwira.


The two are still staring until the figure of Jaka completely disappeared in the view of the two.


"Rear, aren't you boiling the medicinal ingredients?" Suddenly remembering something.


Shaken by Lasmi's speech. "You're right! How outcome? It's been over time long enough?" ask Suwira to panic.


"Let's see how it works!" bring Lasmi. Then rushed in followed by Suwira.


In the padepokan where Jaka lives..


"Teacher, I'm back" said Jaka as soon as he arrived at the door of his teacher's room. He saw Goddess Mayasari sitting next to the sleeping teacher.


"Kangmas, you're back," welcomed Goddess Mayasari, rising from her seat to welcome Jaka's arrival.


"Yes, I just got back. Has Master slept long enough?"


"Maybe it's been about two hours. What's in Kangmas' hands?"


"This is the material that Master used to concoct the medicine he used to use."


"Let's talk about it outside," asked Dewi Mayasari.


"Yes, it seems so much better. Let's let Master sleep for a moment" said Jaka reply to the invitation of Goddess Mayasari.


They immediately left the room space and turned to the front porch to continue their conversation.


"Did Kangmas meet with Uncle Datuk in Wangun Village yesterday?"


"Yes, I met him, it's just that I didn't get what I was looking for" said Jaka sadly.


"Didn't Kangmas look for him at Uncle Suwira's and Aunt Lasmi's place?"


"I also visited their place, but there was no satisfactory result" said Jaka with a lethargic face. His sigh at that time could even be heard by Goddess Mayasari.


"Kangmas, don't be sad! You've tried so hard! Be grateful for all that has been given to us at this time," comforted Dewi Mayasari, trying to reduce Jaka's sadness.


Jaka smiled bitterly. He tried hard so as not to dissolve in sadness. "You're right, Nyimas! There is no point in us being sad. We better think of Master's recovery."


Dewi Mayasari threw her smile upon hearing Jaka's words. At least he can comfort and reduce the sadness that is painted on Jaka's face.


"Did Kangmas eat? If you want I'll be ready to prepare. I haven't filled my stomach since this morning. I'll .."


"Nyimas, I'm not hungry yet," Jaka subtly refused. He hinted at the movement of his palm to reject the offer of Goddess Mayasari.


Krueyukkk! A moment later the voice that was so familiar made Jaka unable to wiggle. It was as if he was devouring his own words.