Legend of the Swordsman Rama Parvati

Venture

Nala Pura's. A large empire located in a strategic area. The limestone mountains protect the southeast to the south. A large lake in the west. The hills with virgin forests fortify the eastern and northeastern parts. The king's city was in the valley of a gentle hill in the middle of the kingdom, slightly jutting towards the southeast. The royal palace was in the corner of the king's city that jutted to the top of the hill.

The kingdom is now led by Prabu Caraka and accompanied by the patih without a maha patih. The kingdom where many merchants and warriors lived.

The kingdom is now holding a contest. The competition was brought by four royal soldiers to the Padepokan Sedayu.

I am a candidate for Dewi Nirmala, the only daughter of Prabu Caraka. In addition to the beautiful princess, the position of Prince Angga Perak as crown prince was also a gift. Prince Angga Perak himself will be the most powerful royal. Two big prizes! Married the daughter of a king and became king.

The competition applies to anyone. Both prince and swordsman. The journey was difficult and complicated. It is difficult, because it must defeat two royal heroes, the prince himself and the commander of the kingdom, in an arena. Complicated, because it should also be able to make a bird comfortable in its trunk. The royal bird of Nala Pura, the Avri, is a special bird that is only quiet with people without magic.

"What do you think of Dinda?" Arya Wira looked at her sister

Loka Hita was still silent, staring at some of the practicing disciples.

Empu Dipta wants Arya Wira to follow him. Not because of the gift. But because of this request one of the patih who became his friend, sent the participants from his paddle. Empu Dipta's choice fell on Arya Wira. He allowed other students to follow him.

"We must ask Mother, Kakang," Loka Hita finally replied.

"alright. But, Dinda herself doesn't mind?"

"Come, Kakang," Loka Hita let out a long sigh. He doesn't know. Letting her brother return to Nala Pura kingdom? A place that holds thousands of memories. Hundred occurrences. Can it?!

"But if Mother allows, I don't mind, Kakang," continued Loka Hita.

"Alright, let's go to Mother's cottage. As soon as you have to go there, the kingdom of Nala Pura is quite far." Arya Wira patted Loka Hita's shoulder.

They moved from under a tree near the middle-class student training area. Leaving a pair of eyes watching from afar. Arya Wira and Loka Hita already know of its existence, but choose silence. The owner of that pair of eyes was not a person to watch out for.

"Raka, will Raka go? Picking up Nala Pura's angel? Ah, who am I? Hoping on people as good and as good as Raka Wira," he said softly.

Slowly, he returned to the cottage where he had lived all this time. No other, he is Pitaloka. The girl, what you want to say, has fallen in love with the person she considers sister. Although he was certain, the young man did not consider him more than a younger brother.

A grouse bird perched not far from the padepokan. Shade from the rising sun

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The cottage near the river was still as it used to be. Simple with a patch of soil overgrown with herbs and a little medicinal plants. A cottage with two twin coconut trees in one corner of the courtyard.

That's where Arya Wira and Loka Hita walk. While walking, they greeted the villagers. Or, answer their greeting. Ah, who are the villagers who do not know Arya Wira and Loka Hita?

Great daughter's son. The baby of Nyai Alisha, a simple tailor who came a few years ago. They are a good and great family. Friendly, helpful, and of course, not arrogant. They're great people. The two teenagers were the greatest students of Sedayu. While the mother is very good at cooking, sewing, and insightful. They're like noble families. A family that the villagers respect and love.

"Den Arya Wira and Nini Loka Hita want to meet Puan?" Greet the grown man in the cottage yard.

"Yes, Uncle. Where's Mother?" Arya Wira asked back.

"To the city, Den. Buy some needs and send order. Come, Aden. Come, Nini"

"Jaka's Uncle!" Call Loka Hita, "What is the uncle doing? Let Hita help!"

"No, Ni! Uncle is weeding the grass. Later Nini's hands are dirty," refused the gentleman politely.

"Leave it, Uncle! At most, Hita only briefly helped. The whites will not feel at home under the sun," led by Arya Wira while climbing the stairs of the cottage.

The cottage was indeed in the form of a stage, an unusual shape in this village.

"Just kid!" Loka Hita threw a small twig towards Arya Wira.

"Hup!" Arya Wira catches Loka Hita's throw. He laughed wide.

Uncle Jaka smiled to see the jokes of his mistress sons. He has worked in this house for a long time. A month since Nyai Alisha came. It's not just him who works for Nyai Alisha. There were some young men, adult men, and other mothers. Now, Nyai Alisha is indeed quite rich with his famous sewing business to the big city. Although Nyai Alisha always lived a simple life.

"Wira! Hita!" Before long, a special cry sounded.

Arya Wira and Loka Hita looked over. A middle-aged woman who was still on horseback. Nyai Alisha, their mother!!!!

Arya Wira immediately jumped down. Loka Hita followed, after washing hands first. They love the woman they love the most.

The little family hugged. Forgetting some people around. Then, walk together to the porch of the stage house.

Uncle Jaka immediately went to wash his hands. Then help some people drop off goods from the freight train. They are Nyai Alisha's workers besides Uncle Jaka.

"Mother is always sure, you will definitely return there," Nyai Alisha looked at her two hearts. They just explained about the Nala Pura kingdom contest and the wishes of Empu Dipta.

"Mother won't forbid you from going back there. Just so you keep your word in the woods first."

"Mother don't mind?" Loka Hita stared in disbelief at her mother.

Nyai Alisha shook her head, "Mother doesn't mind you guys coming back, Hita. Mother just refuses to come back, not forbid you."

Nyai Alisha stared at the courtyard of the cottage, "Again, you can visit the tomb of your father. Give her your mother's regards."

Loka Hita rests her head on her mother's shoulders.

"Wira," Nyai Alisha looked at her son, "But you must remember! The life of a king is different from that of a warrior. The king must give priority to his people and his country. Not as free as a warrior. You can no longer travel as you please. You ready?"

Arya Wira nodded surely, "Ananda has already thought about it, Mother. As long as Mother blesses, Ananda is always confident," she replied steadily.

"Then, go back to Nala Pura. Perform your duties. But always remember your promises. Ajian thirteen powers!" Nyai Alisha stroked her daughter's dark hair gently.

Arya Wira is crying out for reverence. Loka Hita - with her head leaned back, cuddling as well.

"Oh yeah, it's good you guys take Uncle Jaka. He will be of great help there" proposes Nyai Alisha.

"Jaka's Uncle?!" The Loka Hita

"Yes, Hita. Uncle Jaka. That was also when he was willing," Nyai Alisha raised her eyebrows.

Decision has been made. Arya Wira and Loka Hita will go to Nala Pura kingdom. The kingdom they once occupied. The kingdom where they lost their real father. The kingdom in which they were born.

Uncle Jaka?! Ah, the man (of course) agreed. He has great respect for Nyai Alisha, as well as Arya Wira and Loka Hita. He also has no family or relatives. After all, he had not traveled far in a long time. Nala Pura Kingdom?! He only heard the greatness of the country.