Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior
Justice without side 2
“Good, Sire. I immediately brought witnesses. Quickly, take them to the King!” he shouted at some people to present witnesses. Witnesses were then ordered to appear before His Majesty in order to report his testimony.
Some people went to His Majesty and immediately paid their respects to His Majesty. “Honor to His Majesty the King,” said several people facing simultaneously.
“Wake!” the King's.
“What do you think of today's events?” ask the King to the witnesses present.
“Hamba saw this boy kill someone by thrusting a sword today in the royal area, Your Majesty,” said one witness.
“Others?” ask the King again.
“Hamba saw it also his Majesty the King,” said someone else.
“Hamba also saw with the head of his noble servant Your Majesty.” Others add to it.
“Good. Let us listen to the opinion of the suspect,” welcome His Majesty with wisdom. “What will he say if.”
The helpless Jaka was dragged violently before His Majesty. His face was pale. His sight was sluggish. He was treated as if he were not human.
“Young man, what do you think of the witnesses who said that today you have killed someone? Whatchu think? I want to listen to it.”
His Majesty looked closely at Jaka. There was a kind of familiar feeling that was hard to explain. His Majesty looked more closely, but the answer he could not find. Jaka stay down. Not a single sound came out of him.
“Not a word came out of his mouth. Then this execution is better to be postponed for a while.”
“You should have known, that all this time our kingdom has never carried out a punitive execution for a small child.”
“Ta, but, Sire, this thing will definitely.”
“Already! We first dig up more information as other evidence to clarify the situation. After that we decide whether or not to continue this execution. Solve the problem today. We return to the palace.”
“The King told us to stop this execution. Please attendees to leave their respective places.”
The people present immediately left their respective benches. Some of them whispered to each other about the events of today, or about the policy set by His Majesty.
It's getting dark. For a time Jaka who was set as a murderer was locked up in a small, seedy prison. A few wandering rats signify a lack of observation of a prisoner.
“Ah, look! this poor little prisoner of ours. A small child has dared to kill people,” said one of the two guards who passed through the Jaka prison room with a satirical tone.
“I heard the King to suspend his execution because he did not want to speak a word,” said his friend with a similar attitude.
“Not to be ashamed of once.” The two men laughed as if they were talking about a joke.
Jaka was just silent in the corner of his room. Heart's crying. Vibrates. And slowly tears flowed down the end of his eyes.
“Haha.. how ironic my life is,” said Jaka lirih while laughing. He did not expect his life to be so heartbreaking.
The defamation under the guise of murder that was bestowed upon him was completely unsubstantiated. Without clear evidence he was blamed for something he did not do. What impartial justice.
