Prince Without Crown

The elders' meeting

At present, in the pendopo of the big house in the teak padepokan Anom looks some old people with hair, hair, a whisker and a gray beard were seen sitting cross-legged while discussing something that seemed very serious.

When the entourage of Eyang Santalaya, the Silver Fan Angel and the Eagle Eye Swordsman arrived, each of them immediately stood up to welcome the arrival of the former number one champion in the martial jungle about decades ago.

At first the meeting did not draw much attention to the students who were in separate groups from the kosen figures. However, after Prince Indra Mahesa arrived with the two disciples from the teak padepokan Anom, then there were whispers among the female disciples, both from the teak pade Anom, and students from other old figures.

"Stttt. Andyni. Let's see that young man with Kakang Bayu!" Said a girl who immediately whispered in the ear of her best friend.

"You mean the young man walking in the middle of it, Gayatri?" Ask Andini.

"really. Gee. Kakang Bayu lost far away," said Gayatri while continuing to meet Prince Indra who had arrived behind the teacher's eyes.

Prince Indra did not know at all that he was currently being a lip among the students of this teak padepokan Anom. He who had been ordered to maintain the attitude by the Silver Fan Angel just sat cross-legged while looking down behind Santalaya's eyes.

As soon as Eyang Santalaya opened his voice, all the girls who were being prickly were instantly speechless while listening to the core of their meeting this time.

"Rear Anom. Actually what's the matter, the brother invites so many people from the jungle to the village that this kakang lead?" Ask Eyang Santalaya while fixing his way of sitting.

"Before I say what my intention and purpose is to invite all of you to my corner, this, first I want to say thank you very much because you guys have been willing to go all the way to fulfill my invitation,"

"Actually, there are many things that have happened lately in the martial field both from the black class and who use this group for the sake of power. You have too long closed your ears and eyes on this matter," said the great master Anom or Swordsman of the Sword God to begin the core conversation in this meeting.

"Before I apologized to Anom's brother" said Santalaya, then continued. "Have we not agreed not to approach the door of the palace and interfere in the affairs of the kingdom. Have we not agreed to distance ourselves by not opposing or supporting the authorities?"

"That was it, Santalaya! It used to be when Gusti Prabu Perkasa Alam led the kingdom of Sri Kemuning. Gusti Prabu Rakai Bumi led the kingdom of Paku Bumi. Gusti Prabu Rakai Galuh led the kingdom of Galuh, and so forth. Today the situation is much different than it was about twenty years ago. You are certainly too comfortable in your seclusion, so that you are no longer sensitive to the cries of the people,"

"A warrior remains a warrior until death. The question is, should you deserve the title of swordsman?"

Silent moment. Right now only a sigh and a heavy gust felt. All eyes were now only able to stare at the mat at the end of their knees sitting cross-legged. No one dared to raise their head. Not out of fear of the Sword God, but out of embarrassment to yourself.

"Anom's back is right. There is nothing we can be proud of our children and grandchildren if this protracted situation continues to harm the people. The fragrant bush of Cambodian flowers, the fragrant blow up to Malacca, no use of knowledge in the chest, if not wretched against the wrathful angkara," the Mad Poet's turn to open his voice also indicates that he is currently agreeing with everything said by the Sword God earlier.

"Young people in this jungle are too crowded. They all have talents that cannot be looked at with one eye. We who are old are certainly not much needed energy. The stage has changed hands. Because, every era must have a character, and every figure, there is also an era. Then, are we the old ones still needed?" Ask Bima Purana who had just listened.

"If the people of the black class have come out of their lair to help an illegitimate ruler for position and interest, then, what reason do you have to avoid upholding the truth?" Ask the Sword God.

"After Anom's brother. What did that mean from your words?" Ask the Eagle Eyes.

"You know the Black Grandfather? You must have known it because you were a few dozen years ago severely injured in the hands of the black flow of the sword," the sword god began his explanation.

"Since the death of Gusti Prabu Perkasa Alam who left two sons, one of them had to give up the other to occupy the royal throne. This caused a sense of dissatisfaction in the heart of the prince of Jaya Pradana. He then went to Menjangan Hill to study with Datuk Hitam and managed to persuade Datuk to support his every action. With the help of his students with the Crow Ireng, they began to attack the kingdom of Paku Bumi and occupied the throne of the kingdom as a conquered territory by Sri Kemuning. After feeling strong enough, they brought all the troops who joined with the black class to attack the city of king Sri Kemuning. You must have heard about the fate of the kingdom about seventeen years ago,"

"Rear of Anom, I think our discussion will get to the point. I hope, you immediately order all the students of this teak patch of Anom to get out of this pendopo!" Said the Eagle Eyes asking that the young disciples of Anom teak and disciples of Bima Purana to immediately leave the room because their discussion this time is very secret.

"Eagle's Eye. Did you find out about something?" Ask the Sword God. He clearly knew that this Eagle Eye was certainly not without reason telling the disciples to leave the pendopo where the meeting was.

The Eagle's eyes did not reply, but merely nodded faintly.

Seriate...