Storms On Mount Ciremai

Wiratama Trail

Wiratama looked at the dozens of pusara in front of him, that morning he along with the guards and residents who were found safe from the massacre of robbers, buried dozens of bodies of Jalaksana villagers who were killed.

There were several problems in his mind, sadness, worry, and big question marks covering his head. The sadness that he felt saw the navel of his two in-laws who had been good and always advised about the kindness to him and who made his heart calm all this time, even though it was far from his own birthplace.

Wiratam's grief grew because of the newly buried residents, many of whom he knew very well. Concerns have arisen in his head because up to this point he has not found his wife and children, whether they are alive or dead.

Some of the questions that reached him up to this point, "why did his village fall because of the eight robbers he found?" though the kanuragan ability of the robbers is not too high when compared with the village guards he was assigned to guard during his trip to Luragung, "I just remembered, I just remembered, one of the robbers had mentioned my name in the threat of retaliation", who was the lord they were referring to?" Wiratama sits on a piece of land that protrudes up ahead of the fledgling eddies, his musings going back to the past that has been missed.

Wiratama was a dashing and mighty man, his eyes like sharp eagle eyes and piercing anyone who looked, his height was more than the size of a single spear when in stand up, his body firm and muscular, he said, both of his jaws were firm, his nose was pointed, and his eyebrows were black, his hair was shoulder-length, he was tied with a mega overcast scarf that he obtained from his wife's favorite scarf.

Ten years ago he was still one of the Senopati in Mataram, never defeated in any battle, though kanuragan and his inner workings high. If in the field of action Mataram forces pressed, he will face the enemy Commander directly, and all this time, with his ability, there is no enemy invincible.

Young Wiratama left everything he achieved back then. From the advice of his teacher Eyang Padasukma on the slopes of Merapi, he was advised to travel to Tatar Sunda. Wiratama became an Akuwu in Jalaksana. Peace and tranquility are superior to rank and position.

But now the peace and tranquility is gone. the loss of the people he loves and loves, with a unanimous determination Wiratama will return to wander to find his wife and child.

The construction of the village and the position of Akuwu he submitted to Brodin, as well as to report the events that occurred in Jalaksana to the Duke of Luragung. Because of the bitter events he experienced, from now on he is determined to throw away everything related to the departure or the slightest position. He just wants a normal life, to be a farmer or a healer, as long as he is with the people he loves.

The next day without saying goodbye to Brodin and the others, he began to wander in search of his wife and son Wirayudha.