Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior

Jaka Umbara; The Wind Warrior
Heartache



Padepokan..


Jaka Umbara is studying the basic movements of the study of Kayu Mas Jati taught by Ki Pucung since a week ago. He began to remember his movements regularly. Ki Pucung observed it closely while correcting each movement that was considered wrong or less strong.


At that time, Laras was not seen, as well as Nyi Pucung, there was only Nyi Dewi who sat down while paying attention to the training of Jaka Umbara and Ki Pucung.


Nyi Dewi is seen sitting alone on the edge of the porch. There was nothing he was doing at the time. He just sat down and looked at Jaka and Ki Pucung who were practicing.


Shortly afterwards, Nyi Pucung approached Nyi Dewi with a tray filled with a jug of water and a drinking container in his hand.


Nyi Dewi knew the presence of Nyi Pucung, but he only glanced at it and paid attention to Jaka's training.


"DadAMS.."


"Yes, Bi?"


"Did you see the whereabouts of Laras?"


"No! I was alone here."


Sighing wonder. "Where did the boy go? Didn't I tell him to bring fruits just now. Why are the fruits still in the back." Shaking head.


"Maybe Laras is in his room."


Both of them were silent without saying anything.


"DadAMS.." Nyi Pucung is back.


"Hmmm.."


"Have you not thought of finding a companion? Isn't being alone not good either? Besides, isn't your age no longer young." Asking while taking a seat next to Nyi Dewi.


"I haven't found anyone I think suits me, Bi," replied Nyi Dewi with her gaze fixed on Jaka's training.


Nyi Pucung smiled at Nyi Dewi's response.he observed Nyi Dewi who was focusing on paying attention to Jaka.


Whispering slowly. "Can't Den Jaka be an option as well?"


Nyi Dewi realized where the direction of the conversation with Nyi Pucung. He also did not think if he was noticed by Nyi Pucung when he was looking at Jaka who was practicing. So ashamed. That's how he felt at the time.


"Bi, Aunt.. I had no thoughts about it. I'm.." Subduing views. Nyi Dewi moved her fingers with a red hue painted on her face. His mind was filled with uncertain feelings at that moment.


Nyi Pucung again smiled and sighed, then got up and stood up for a moment. "Hopefully you can soon find a companion that suits you." Patting slowly Nyi Dewi's shoulder.


"If you see Laras, tell him that I've been looking for him," he concluded leaving Nyi Dewi.


Nyi Dewi did not reply, only nodding slowly.


Nyi Dewi again sat alone without being accompanied by anyone while thinking about Nyi Pucung's words to her. Sometimes he also steals a glance towards Jaka.


A little while later, Laras approached Nyi Dewi with a container of foam in his hand. But it seems that Nyi Dewi did not feel the presence of Laras nearby.


“Mbakyu.”


“Hmm.”


“What is Mbakyu looking at?”


Nyi Dewi did not respond to Laras's question. His view still remained focused on Jaka who was practicing. Laras watched Nyi Dewi who kept looking at her brother, Jaka. Laras threw a glance towards Jaka, then glanced at Nyi Dewi, then looked at Jaka, after which he looked at Nyi Dewi again.


“Did Mbakyu see Kanda?” ask Laras curiously.


“Hmm.”


Sitting closer to Nyi Dewi slowly. "What do Mbakyu think of Kanda?”


There was no response whatsoever from Nyi Dewi. He became increasingly curious about how Nyi Dewi's view of her brother.


“Mbakyu, does Kanda look handsome?"


“Iya.” Speak without conscious.


Laras increasingly menangsek approaching Nyi Dewi. “Continue, continue.” Fishing Barrel again.


“Juga... looks dashing.” murmured softly.


“Dia.” Nyi Dewi's words stopped. Nyi Dewi then lowered her gaze and closed her eyes, as if her words were refusing to come out of her mouth.


he opened his eyes and was shocked at the presence of someone nearby. "Diajengs! Since when did Diajeng sit there?"


"Before Mbakyu said that Kanda was dashing or whatever," said Laras trying to remember when he sat next to Nyi Dewi.


"Ah, that.." Nyi Dewi was shocked not a bitch.


"Mbakyu, what's next? What is kanda?" tanyanya was curious about Nyi Dewi's unfinished speech.


"How, Mbakyu?" Still looking forward to what Nyi Dewi would say.


"That's.. Ah, Uncle, Kangmas!" Rise instantly. Switching his talk to Barrel.


At that time Ki Pucung and Jaka walked together towards the porch after training.


"really. Is something wrong? Or is there something important?" ask Ki Pucung.


"Ah, no! Nah! I'll call Auntie to prepare the meal. Diajeng, we'll talk again, yeah." Hurriedly leave the Barrel.


Laras could only look at the behavior of Nyi Dewi who seemed to be chasing something.


"Well, what's wrong with your mom?" tanya Jaka was astonished.


Laras is also no less heritable like Jaka. He could not comment on his brother's question. "Something.." Only that word came out of his mouth.


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After the training of Jaka and Ki Pucung was completed, all gathered on the porch to eat their lunch.


Nyi Pucung brought some food that he had cooked. Nyi Dewi also deftly helped him bring fragrances and other side dishes.


In an instant, no sound could be heard other than the chewing of food and the breeze of the cool breeze that hit them gently.


It all looks so solemn eating each other's food.


After that, as usual, they always ate fruits as a cover. Sometimes accompanied by discussions about training, exchanging opinions and so on.


At that moment, no conversation was spoken. The atmosphere was quite silent for a moment.


Suddenly, Baras opened the conversation.


"Kanda!" Sort out the fruits he wants to eat.


"Hmmm.." Chewing fruit in his mouth.


"What does Kanda think of Mbakyu?" ask Laras.


"What do you mean by how?" devouring the fruit in his hand until the rest of it is partially.


"Dinda meant Kanda's view of Mbakyu." Take the fruit he has chosen.


"Your mother's.." Jaka thought for a moment to look for a picture of the figure of Nyi Dewi in his view. "a very good person and likes to help people. He also has a strong determination and a noble heart."


Ki Pucung and Nyi Pucung nodded their heads. As if in agreement with the words of Jaka about the figure of Nyi Dewi known to both. Nyi Dewi was downcast listening to how Jaka looked about her figure. Not daring to look at others or just to say a word or two.


"Are you beautiful too?"


Jaka was jolted by the Baras question. He was also embarrassed.


"Every woman must be beautiful," he said looking at the direction.


"Lantas, does Kanda like Mbakyu? Dinda thinks Mbakyu and Kanda look a good fit."


Jaka glanced at Nyi Dewi. Seen the face of Nyi Dewi who was slightly flushed while bowed. He did not dare to answer the question from Laras. Nah! More precisely could not give a definite answer to Laras. He chose a thousand languages. Just like Nyi Dewi who did not sound from earlier.


"Uncle, did Uncle also think so?"


"Yes, I think the two are quite compatible with each other," said Ki Pucung lightly while peeling the banana peel.


"The back!" Nyi Pucung gestured to her husband with a subtle reprimand so as not to make the atmosphere turn out to be more awkward. Ki Pucung also realized it. Then stand still without a voice.


"Auntie, do you think Auntie, Mbakyu and Kanda look good?"


Nyi Pucung smiled at the words Laras was asked of him.


Hair wiping Soft barrel. "Do you love your brother and sister?"


Hm! Barrel answered steadily without hesitation.


"You can't impose your will on everyone you want. Everything is not going according to our will. Someone has arranged everything. You may want everything you want, but if you impose your will on it, it will never be achieved."


As if gaining enlightenment, Laras did not continue his talk. "Good, Auntie. I will always remember him" he said in a confident tone.


"It's good that you understand. Let's let everything go according to the will of Sang Hyang Widhi" he added.


Laras nodded steadily as if he had been enlightened from his heart.


"Mbakyu, will Mbakyu not eat fruits?"


The goddess did not answer. He still seems to be holding his eyes.


"If Mbakyu does not want to eat the fruit. Let Dinda finish all the fruit," sloroh Laras. Others laughed crisply at the words of the Baras..