Night Eagle Swordsman

Prologues

That afternoon had entered the 'surup road' so that the situation was pitch dark. The heavy rain that had fallen since noon had not subsided. Interspersed with the sound of lightning and lightning striking the light, adding an atmosphere that makes anyone would prefer to be in the house and warm the body with warm drinks or with 'gegeni' warm the body with a fireplace.

However, all that is not a problem for a small 'andong' carriage pulled by a horse.

The train ran slowly through the heavy rain down a dark narrow path, some distance behind Kademangan. Only rely on the instinct of the horse that attracts him to find a way in the direction he is headed. It seemed that the horse had passed through the road so often, that the 'deliver' old man who controlled the carriage never let out the horse-driver rope and was only tied soberly at the end of the 'clik' the seat is directly behind the horse.

The old man chose to curl up covered with 'klasa' pandan mats, inside the car which was left right and front behind only covered with bamboo wicker potluck.

The horse carriage turned to the complex where the maintenance of horses and other animals belonging to Kademangan and entered the courtyard of a small 'gubug' house whose 'gebyog and cagak' had all weathered.

As soon as the horse-drawn carriage stopped, the old man pulled a lever to the right of the coachman's seat twice.

Kling ! Kling !

There was a faint sound of 'clinting' because it was defeated by the sound of heavy rain.

But, even though it only sounds faint, but for someone who is in the hut, the sound of clinking is like a call that must be implemented.

Tap !

Tap !

Tap !

I heard the sound of pretty slow footsteps. Then it is joined by the sound of wooden door buttons being pulled and the sound of the door creaking being opened.

Kriiieeett !!!

From behind the open door, appeared a tall, thin woman wearing 'pull' and shabby clothes.

"Are you right now, Ki ?" ask the woman.

"Uhuk uhuk uhuk. I'm sorry, I'm just following orders" replied the old man of the coachman.

"It's not wrong Ki Poyo," said the woman again," Wait a minute Ki. I took my equipment first and paid my respects to my son."

"Please Nyi Traju. I'm waiting here" replied Ki Poyo.

The skinny woman stepped back into her hut and was heard saying a word to her son.

"le, 'my lanang'ku Puguh, the symbol to the baby first huh ? You, the only boy 'creepy', please help the symbok keep this house huh ?" nyi Traju said with a slightly trembling voice.

'House' which is meant by Nyi Traju is actually far from being good to be a residence. Because it has only one room.

The residence hall of Nyi Traju was actually a four-by-five-meter horse stable. Because it is empty, then mounted the wall of bamboo woven potluck. There is only one room. In the right corner of the hut there is a small 'blink' that is very narrow if used lying two people. Near the cot was a small 'Centir' whose flame was dim and the fire was always moving in the wind.

"Mbok, if Puguh should not come, just this once," replied the boy named Puguh, "Puguh was afraid mbok. It's dark in here, Puguh's afraid of being alone."

"Le, just a little symb. After the completion of the symbology obligation, the symbok will come home soon," persuaded Nyi Traju to Puguh his son.

"Simbok left first yes le," whispered Nyi Traju who approached Puguh's ear.

He did not answer, or rather could not answer. Because his teeth were clenched holding something he least wanted. He didn't want to hear her cry.

After kissing the cheek and stroking elus for a while the head of Puguh, Nyi Traju immediately went out and then closed the door from the outside.

After hearing the sound of horse legs and chariot wheels leaving the yard and driving through the rain, Puguh rose from his recline.

Puguh, a six-year-old boy, was sitting on the edge of a bed made of 'gallows'. He had just wanted to move towards the tightly shut door because the symbol was closing in haste.

Ctaaarrr !!!

Suddenly there was a lightning sound so loud that it shocked Puguh. Instantly Puguh climbed back into bed and tried to find his pillow to cover both ears.

Because very scared, long enough Puguh curled up while his head covered with a pillow. During lying down by covering his ears with a pillow, Puguh's mind remembered things that he had heard.

He remembered when he had been invited to enter Kademangan. After passing through the large 'gapura' as the gate of Kademangan, Puguh pulled its symbol down the path on the side yard that leads to the house of Dalem.

While walking on the trail, they both passed through a side yard that was used as a training ground. Just then Puguh heard a very loud male voice.

"Who is afraid ? Who ! Now like this. Anyone who is still afraid, wants to hold back fear, wants to endure pain, wants to hold back anger or ongin hold things that he does not want, you take a deep breath through the nose, you take a deep breath through the nose, hold for a while and then slowly remove it through the mouth. Repeat continuously until you are no longer afraid !"

At that time Puguh did not know, who said it was who and to whom and was in order to do what. Because each of them visited the path, they were both ordered not to see where.

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The rain still falls down hard. It doesn't seem to be going to die down yet. The sound of lightning and the flash of lightning still accompanies the rain.

Puguh who did not know what to do, finally ventured to sit on the bed where he lay earlier. He just sat with his eyes closed. His left hand held his chest that was beating fast. The breathing is rather long. Try breathing a little longer. Puguh felt, his chest did not beat fast anymore. Until finally without realizing it, Puguh tried what he had heard, and finally he fell asleep in the rhythm of his breath until without realizing it, he fell asleep until morning.

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The sun has not yet appeared. But the sky above Kademangan looked very bright, there were only a few clouds decorating it.

The sound of birds unpretentious sahutan. From one tree to another, from one tree to another. While the leaves are still covered with dew.

Slowly the land, the dew point is like giving off a colorful light that flashes. Because, in the eastern horizon, the sun begins to share its warmth throughout the earth's surface.

Leaves, isthmus and other objects that last night to be poured by rainwater began to look to emit a thin vapor that rose upwards leaving the place to stay overnight.

"Bok, where are we going this morning ?" asked Puguh who was astonished, early in the morning had been awakened by the symbol.

"We will temporarily stay at Kademangan le. Den Roro is sick, symbok told by Ndoro Ageng, to treat him until healed," replied Nyi Traju while changing clothes and leaving Puguh's hair after she washed her face in the bathtub next to the house.

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