Legend of the Swordsman Rama Parvati

The Story of Prabu Caraka

The bright night. There's no cloud. Makes the atmosphere so comfortable and calm. In one of the buildings of the royal palace of Nala Pura, four people sat facing each other. Surround a beautifully carved round table. The four most important people of Nala Pura kingdom. Prabu Caraka, Prince Angga Perak, Commander of Mahanta, and Crown Prince Arya Wira.

"My son Wira, it's time you learned a secret." Prabu Caraka looked at Crown Prince Arya Wira.

"What secret is that, Father Prabu?" Crown Prince Arya Wira asked respectfully.

"You must have known about the rebellion a dozen years ago, didn't you?! Also, why can I become a prabu in this Nala Pura?!"

"Yes, Father Prabu. Commander-in-chief Mahanta's uncle told me all."

"Yes, that's how it is. The rebellion of a dozen years ago was a major disaster for Nala Pura. The most profound sadness that ever happened. When a prabu is much loved by the people, to die without protection means. Falling without us preventing. In fact, the people who were supposed to protect him, were nowhere to be. They are caught in the trap of the enemy. And all because of my stupidity...." Prabu Caraka let out a heavy sigh.

"I was too stupid, felt the most right. Decided in a hurry. Not to listen to the opinion of Gusti Pemaisuri and Prince Rama. In fact, I didn't know the palace had been attacked, and Prabu Garuda Rama was seriously injured. I can't even save him..."

"It was not purely the fault of Gusti Prabu," Commander Mahanta menukas, "we are all also guilty, unable to save Prabu Garuda Rama. In fact, the late Princess Kartika Dewi had to die for helping us."

"True, Father," the Prince of Silver Angga said, "doesn't Gusti Consorts Arum always say, all is indeed the will of the Powerful?! It doesn't matter that we blame ourselves too much. The most important thing is to fix everything."

Prabu Caraka let out a heavy sigh. Also Commander of Mahanta and Prince Angga Perak. While the crown prince Arya Wira just kept silent, holding various turbulent feelings in his chest.

"My son Wira, I became king at the request of His Majesty Consort Arum. He was the only surviving royal family. He could be a Princess. But he chose to become a hermit and handed over the leadership of the kingdom to me. While Mahanta was appointed commander, replacing the commander who died when retaking the palace."

"My son Wira, even though I have the title Prabu, I am not Prabu. I am still a coach. Therefore, there is no position of supreme patihan in this kingdom. And with Consort Arum's consent, I'm holding this contest."

"I have promised never to desire the position of a king. I also vowed not to make my sons as prabu in Nala Pura. Therefore, I order the eldest son of my consort, Angga Perak, to be the most powerful. He can't sit in a prabu's seat. If it wasn't for the kingdom's need, I would never have wanted to occupy Prabu Garuda Rama's place." Prabu Caraka.

Crown Prince Arya Wira nodded. He could understand Prabu Caraka's vows and vows. Her chest felt very loose. At least, it's been proven, Caraka's uncle is not greedy for power. He led because the kingdom needed him.

"Then, why did Ayahanda hold a contest? Why not choose one of the sons of the officials?" Crown Prince Arya Wira could not help but be curious.

Prabu Caraka smiled, recalling the moment of conversation between himself, Commander Mahanta, and Consort Arum a few months ago.

"Because only men who have no magic at all can conquer the Avri. Only a strong and intelligent man can defeat Commander Mahanta and my son, the Silver Angga. Also only civilized men will not want to look at a royal eldest daughter, Dewi Nirmala before marriage. A strong, intelligent, magic-free, civilized man would be able to lead this great empire."

Crown Prince Arya Wira was shocked. The question of Prince Angga Perak after his victory, turned out to be part of the contest.

"Rayi's guess is right." Prince Angga Perak understood the cause of his sister-in-law's surprise, "My question at that time was the final part of the competition. If only Rayi wanted to see Dhiajeng Nirmala, Rayi would be punished for harassing the honor of a royal princess."

An owl flew over the sky of the palace.

Sanyup-sanyup, heard crickets roaring slowly.

"Well, my Son Wira," Prabu Caraka looked at his daughter-in-law who looked down respectfully, "get ready! The day after tomorrow, you'll be crowned Prabu."

Crown Prince Arya Wira raised her gaze. Shocked is not a bitch. This fast? What about Prabu Caraka himself?

As if knowing the question in the mind of Crown Prince Arya Wira, Prabu Caraka continued, "All advisors have agreed. You mastered the science of state governance quickly, as if you had studied it before. You also know the entire Nala Pura area, the retainers, and every corner of the palace well. Commander Mahanta also told me, you have mastered the moves he taught. Your skill in organizing war strategies is untested, but I'm sure you can master it. Mastering war strategy requires experience. How, my son, are you ready?"

"But what about Father?"

Prabu Caraka smiled wily, "It is time for me to step back, my son. I'll keep a close eye on the kingdom, but only as a prabu's in-law."

Prince Angga Perak touched the shoulder of his sister-in-law, "Help Ayahanda to escape the guilt of being a prabu, Rayi."

The crown prince closed his eyes. Remember the message of his father, Prabu Garuda Rama, when he was a child first. Message so that he and his two sisters can comfort Nala Pura. This is the time for him to fulfill the message of the late Ayahanda.

And, Crown Prince Arya Wira nodded.

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Three horses ran, splitting the soft morning air. Towards a well-organized and well-maintained building complex. In front, the gallant horse that the beautiful woman was riding with a sword on her back, led. Followed by a horse that was ridden by a plain-clothed young man with several bundles. And lastly, the horse that the man was riding was rather fat and a little short.

The three horses stopped in front of a simple gate. Four people were waiting there. A man with gray hair. A burly young man in the clothes of a swordsman. A young man in student clothes. As well as a thin-faced girl who smiled widely.

"Greetings, Master," the horsewoman descended and immediately saluted.

"Pitaloka, Danang," Loka Hita smiled. His gaze turned to the young man dressed in swordsmanship. A face that is not so foreign...

"You forgot me, Hita?!"

Loka Hita smiled wider, "Giri Wasa!"

"Finally, you remember me, Hita. I almost threw a stone to remember."

Loka Hita laughed. He came with two strangers. Physician Hansa and Janu.

"Teacher, this is Hita's friend who wants to learn how to practice here."

Empu Dipta nodded, "Yes already, let them in. Danang, take them to the guest house. I'll be there in a minute."

"Well, Master," the young man in the student's clothes nodded respectfully. "Come, gentlemen," he asked.

Hansa and Janu physicians followed Danang, entering the Sedayu temple complex. While their horse - also the horse Loka Hita, had been taken over by the students of Padepokan.

"Come, Hita. We've been waiting for." Empu Dipta. Followed by the three young warriors.

Nyai Cempaka immediately hugged Loka Hita when Loka Hita arrived at the main hut. My tears cannot be held back. Perhaps, a stranger would think they were really a child and a mother.

"Eh, the person who was with Yunda earlier, who? It seems, not a warrior or a prince." Pitaloka started the conversation.

They had just eaten a dish that Nyai Cempaka had prepared. Now, Loka Hita is on the veranda of the cottage with Nyai Cempaka and Pitaloka. Empu Dipta is meeting Physician Hansa. While Giri Wasa went to the river to practice.

"His name is Hansa Daya. He's a healer. We met accidentally in the woods while I was wandering. He wanted to practice canoeing, so I brought him here" explained Loka Hita.

"He really has a big chance, Hita" Nyai Cempaka said, "so my husband said he has a special bone structure. Uh, looks like he's handsome. You don't want to be fooled by her?"

"Ah, Auntie!"

"Teacher!"

Pitaloka and Loka Hita are sour-faced now.

"When has Giri Wasa come here, Guru?" Loka Hita switched the conversation.

"Two weeks after your departure and Wira to Nala Pura. Actually, he came here because he wanted to meet the three of you," Nyai Cempaka replied as he occasionally watched over some female disciples who were training in front of the main hut.

"Kangen said, Yunda" said Pitaloka, smiling amusedly, "I remember when he found out you weren't in the store."

"What's he doing?"

"He grumbled. He said, it's good that Raka Wira left. In fact, he had trained more actively in order to defeat Raka Wira. He even went to your house, but only found Nyai Alisha. Then, go back to the store while talking to yourself. Like a lousy fellow, Yunda." Pitaloka smiled at the thought of that moment.

Loka Hita laughed.

"Hhssst!!!" Tukas Nyai Cempaka fast. "It's not good to say Wasa. He's still your brother."

Loka Hita and Pitaloka. He chose to talk about the contest. Also the adventures of Loka Hita after. Sometimes Pitaloka regretted Loka Hita who did not want to attend her brother's wedding.

"You know, I don't like parties like that. Better, go on an adventure to different places."

Meanwhile, one of the people they had just talked about was looking up at the sky. Stopping his training on the riverbank.

He's Giri Wasa. The son of Nyai Cempaka's cousin who had been living in another village. He regularly visited the Padepokan Sedayu to visit the three adopted children Nyai Cempaka. And always duel with Arya Wira with results that never change, he lost to Arya Wira.

"The girl is getting more beautiful and charming," she sighed softly. A smile of millions of meanings was painted on his lips. "He's getting stronger too. Have you opened your heart, angel?"

A girl's face was beautifully painted on her mind. The girl who had made him feel like a matchless longing.