SAKYA PARAKA: THE LIBERATOR
Can I Be the Moon?
Lokapatti town.
Sakya stands in Lokapatti square overseeing the renovation of houses that have been destroyed by the war since 5 days ago. Bayana did a good job. Thanks to his supervision, the city of Lokapatti was almost like the beginning before the war.
After successfully saving Tivara's children, Sakya thinks it's time to start executing the next plan. The resurrection of the human race. Making them stronger and parallel to the other races that exist in this Pangea continent.
Sakya invited the dukes of Sena, Shinta, Abuba and Bayana to gather at the ducal pendopo of Sena. After they gathered, Sakya explained his plan to strengthen the human race, even stronger by means of building an academy.
"Academy???"
The dukes of Sena, Bayana and Shinta frowned. They look at each other and each other. Expect someone to explain more details about Sakya's words that they don't understand.
"Yes, we're going to build an academy." Sakya nodded her head.
"What is this 'academy' doing?" asked the duke of Sena in curiosity.
"The academy will teach them how to write and read" Sakya said.
"???"
Bayana massaged his forehead. This is the time he has to think hard trying to understand the meaning of Sakya. It's not that she doesn't trust Sakya, but that she has to really understand what Sakya wants her to do so well.
While the dukes of Sena and Shinta still looked at each other, as if speaking telepathically. They heard that they wanted to build a place to strengthen humanity, but all they would teach was to read and write. They were confused thinking how just reading could kill rakshasa? Could it be that by writing an oath and then reading it aloud then the rakshasa will fall and die? That easy?
Only Abuba remained focused on listening to Sakya. No matter the reason Sakya is right or wrong, reasonable or crazy. To him, if Sakya says ***** can kill rakshasa, then he will build 1000****** in Lokapatti. What Sakya wants, Abuba will make it happen with every effort. What Sakya said was the only truth in this world. He doesn't have to rack his brain thinking about how***** that kills rakshasa.
“Emmm, Sakya. Maybe we can teach them to play the sword, I think it's better than reading and writing. Isn't that right?”
The Duke of Sena looked at Bayana, Shinta and Abuba as if asking for support. To his surprise, only Shinta nodded.
“No, sword training will only be done by combat soldiers and those who will join the army. The Academy is for all residents of Lokapatti, children, teenagers and adults. Hunters, warriors, men and women, even if possible all humans from other cities,” Sakya replied.
“So we need a closed room to be large enough, 25 to 50 people .. I make two rooms only. I made a lot of windows to make the room brighter. Is that enough?” ask Bayana.
“Not ... Don't get too many windows. I want the atmosphere to be darker than it is outside. Just give a window for in and out of the air.”
“Alright, maybe 4 windows. I'll talk to the artisans. Anything else, balapati Sakya?”
“Enough for now.”
“All right I say goodbye. I will directly coordinate with the artisans.”
“I also farewell, balapati Sakya, duke of Sena and attika Shinta. I will arrange the division of the soldiers who will be seconded to build the school.” Abuba said bowing his body.
Duke Sena nodded his head. A little surprised by Bayana and Abuba who agreed without much question. Do they know what he doesn't know? Is it true that writing and reading kills rakshasa?
After Bayana and Abuba left, only the dukes of Sena and Shinta remained in the pendopo.
"Sakya, I'm sorry. I don't understand how writing and reading can strengthen people? It's impossible just by writing we can win a war right?" duke of Sena.
"We can. I'll show you in the morning. Believe that! The academy will deliver man to his glory."
"Alright .. I think I should see tomorrow morning."
“Until tomorrow Duke Sena and Attica Shinta.” Sakya pamit was about to rush towards her room. Intend to mediate after spending 5 days on a trip with Tivara.
“Bratha Sakya.” Sakya's steps came to a halt when Shinta called out to her.
“Yes, attika Shinta. Can I help you?”
“Emmm ... After a long journey maybe Bratha Sakya wants to eat first before taking a break. I will bring you food.” Shinta said.
“Oh, thanks attika Shinta, but it is not necessary.”
“May drink? I'll bring you tea.”
“No need to bother with Shinta. I'm it's okay. I'm saying goodbye to rest.” Sakya rejects Shinta's offer because for her, food and drink are no more important than medi.
“Gems stone? Is it like I'm wearing this?” Shinta showed a ring on the ring finger of her right hand.
“Iya like that rock.”
“You can have it if you want.” Shinta took off the ring on her ring finger.
“Not that one. I need a gemstone bigger than that.”
“Bigger .. I don't think there's a larger gemstone than this in Lokapati city. Unless, if you go to the kingdom of Turangga. But, I think that is impossible, considering we should have the same valuable goods as a medium of exchange,” Shinta said with a worried tone.
“I understand. Then I will find another way to get it,” Sakya replied flatly. He did not expect much with Lokapatti's state.
“Actually there are other ways to get gemstones. You can directly search at the source.” The Duke of Sena interrupts Shinta and Sakya's conversation.
“Daddy .. You don't suggest that deadly mine right?” sumpul Shinta her forehead wrinkled.
“I just tell you, I didn't tell him to go,” refute duke Sena.
“Can the Duke explain further?” sakya pinta.
“So like this ... About 10 years ago, the rakshasa race took me to a mine. They said it was an old gem mine left behind by the Vamana race. They asked me to move the residents of Lokapatti to mine it. In short, dozens of local residents began to enter the mine and only 1 person returned with full of injuries ..”
“Mine is dangerous. Deadly because they already inhabited ‘the forgotten’. It should not be discussed anymore,” grumbled Shinta with an angry expression at the duke of Sena.
The Duke of Sena lowered his head while kneading his forehead.
“What is ‘the forgotten’?” ask Sakya
“They are ancient creatures that we forget existences. We don't know what they look like, but they are certainly dangerous, and even Vamana and Rakshasa are afraid of them. Forget about the mine. Too dangerous,” advice Shinta.
“Can I know where it is?”
“? … Bratha Sakya is serious? You didn't hear what I said?” shinta.
“The bridge is located in the southwest direction of the city of Lokapatti about 1 day trip. If you intend to see him I will ask Nayaka to drive you. When are the plans to go?”
“Dad ...,” Shinta protest. Then threw himself on the seat next to the duke of Sena.
“Besok morning. If possible,” Sakya replied.
“Alright, later I'll talk to Nayaka.”
After Sakya returned to her room. Only Duke Sena and Shinta lived in the pendopo room.
“Why Dad did that. He could have been killed there.” Shinta asked for an explanation.
“Shinta, if you act like this you won't get his attention. Moreover his love”
“Love? Huh ... I just don't want him to be wretched, that's all ... Tu-wait why dad said I can't get his love? Why?”
“You can't equate Sakya like any other young man. In his mind there is only the matter of Pralaya's day and he will try to stop it with every effort. Your way of banning him only adds to the problems in his mind. You think he likes trouble? No. .. He'll get rid of her. If you don't change, you can forget that young man.”
“But what if he dies?” gerutu Shinta, still did not accept the explanation of the duke of Sena
“Lelaki did what he had to do, even if had to die in his attempt. Do you think Dad doesn't care about him? I'm afraid he's going crazy, he's too uptight. Youunderstand? His whole thought was on one thing, Dad was worried that someday he would not be able to bear it all and his mind exploded. You know no one can bear the problems of Pralaya's day alone, so Dad tried to ease his burden even if only a little. I want him to know that he's not alone. If you want her love, be the bed on her feet! Support him without being an additional problem.” Duke Sena rose from his seat.
“Dad go see Nayaka first.”
“Dad ... what do you think I should do?”
“You saw that month? Be like moon.”
Shinta was silent looking at the shining moon. No matter what the living beings beneath him did, the moon would continue to accompany his steps, shining brightly on their path as brightly as he could. Without ever asking for a reply. Can I be the moon? Which always illuminates the path at every step Sakya. Shinta sighed softly.
