Legend of the Swordsman Rama Parvati

Padepokan Sedayu

The first sunlight hits the leaves. Gently shine dew on the end of the leaf. Accompanying the sweet chirping of birds from the forest. Pairing two humans on the edge of the forest.

The young man with a handsome face and stocky body. Although the skin is not brightly colored. Tends dark brown. His face line was very firm. Her pitch-black eyes were extremely charming. Beautiful eyebrows, although there is a slight wound on the tip of the left eyebrow. Very short and vague. But it holds a thousand memories.

He was watching the girl not far from him. Girls in early adolescence with auspicious and well-bodied faces. Her skin was bright as if rarely splashed by the sun. Her beauty is getting better with her black eyes. Just like that young man, he had a scar. Scar on the upper right forehead. Hidden behind his jet black hair.

Yes, they are Rama Wangi aka Arya Wira. And Ratri Parvati aka Loka Hita

This is their habit, practicing for a while on the outskirts of the forest while waiting for the sun to rise. The two twin swords always faithfully accompanied their training.

"That's enough, Dinda Hita!" Shouted Arya Wira.

Loka Hita immediately closed her training, then approached her brother. Sit on a fallen tree.

"The straight ten lights you've completely mastered. Your movement is getting stronger now. For the first time, your movements are not reversed anymore" commented Arya Wira without looking at her sister.

"Thank you for Kakang's help" said Loka Hita sincerely. His brother is more in control of the style.

"Hmmm" Arya Wira just muttered softly. But a smile full of triumph was engraved,

"Dinda turned out to have to help Kakang," he sneered.

Loka Hita glared back, "Just kid!!! Don't forget, Kakang's three-level moves are not perfect! The third step is often forgotten!" Reply Loka Hita followed with a smug smile.

"Oh, huh?! Kakang did not forget, just did not memorize" elak Arya Wira

A bird flies over their head.

"Here you go, let's go back to padepokan. We don't want to make Empu Dipta wait, do we?!" Arya Wira deflects the conversation

Loka Hita simply nodded, then got up. Arya Wira followed. Before long, they were chasing on the side of the river that was heading towards their destination. With a little bit of body twisting, they enjoy this game.

Arya Wira and Loka Hita have grown up. In recent years, they have been living in Sedayu. The mountain is not far from the top of the mountain. Led by Empu Dipta, the warrior who chose to educate the younger generation at the height of the mountain.

Nyai Alisha lives in the neighboring village of Padepokan. Occasionally, he visited his two sons. And once in a while the others, they came to see him in a simple cottage.

That's the reason the mother did not want to stay in Padepokan. Nyai Alisha prefers to be a simple tailor.

Empu Dipta, Nyai Cempaka, and the residents of the village are very accepting of Arya Wira and Loka Hita. When they first came, they were friendly and sociable kids. Over time, it was seen that they were gifted to become warriors. Moreover, when they came, they already had a lot of canuragan science and high inner strength.

Now, it has been many years since the day of their arrival in the padepokan. Arya Wira and Loka Hita have the equivalent of great warriors, although not yet known in the martial world. Especially being a warrior who is considered in the martial world. They often go down the mountain, accompany Empu Dipta or fulfill their duties. Although Arya Wira more often do it than her sister.

"Rear, there seems to be a guest," Loka Hita stopped the way. They're not far from the store.

"They are from a far kingdom. The Kingdom of Nala Pura" Arya Wira.

They could see four horses that looked like they had just been galloping. The two teenagers looked at each other. Ask each other through the expression, "what's the matter?". And without long, they ran back. To know, we should come soon.

"You just arrived?" Welcome the young green-tongued woman when Arya Wira and Loka Hita arrive at the village.

"Dhiajeng Pitaloka's..." Arya Wira smiled kindly.

"Who's coming?" Loka Hita immediately asked.

The thin-faced woman smiled. Ah, it's always like this. These two brothers are sometimes different. Yunda Hita does not like pleasantries.

"Soldiers and envoys from Nala Pura. No matter what, they were seeing Uncle Master right now." Pitaloka.

"Easy! Get to the cottage! Aunt Cempaka is waiting." Pitaloka. She flicked her shawl softly.

That girl is no ordinary student. He's the only nephew of Empu Dipta. Both of his parents have been dead since he was a few years old. As the paternal uncle, Empu Dipta took care of Pitaloka. Because he had no children, Empu Dipta and Nyai Cempaka, the wife, raised him to be their daughter.

Pitaloka is very talented in canoegan. Because of his knowledge and kinship with Empu Dipta, he respected other students. This made him have no close friends.

Until Arya Wira and Loka Hita come. With their extraordinary abilities and abilities, Empu Dipta and Nyai Cempaka raised them to be sons and daughters. Pitaloka.

They are also close like brothers. Arya Wira becomes the firstborn. Loka Hita the middle, and Pitaloka the youngest. Actually, Loka Hita and Pita Loka. But Loka Hita became a sister because of her higher knowledge of Pitaloka.

Who would have thought, the arrival of soldiers from the kingdom of Nala Pura will change the life steps of Arya Wira and Loka Hita. Rama Wangi and Ratri Parvati. Also Pitaloka....