Storms On Mount Ciremai
Jalan III intersection
Without finding any difficulty, the three of them arrived at Jalaksana. They were met by Akuwu Brodin, Saraswati saw the houses of the people are in repair, and their faces are still painted with deep sadness, it seems unlikely that he and his son continue their lives there. Saraswati was informed by Akuwu Brodin that her husband had left Jalaksana to look for them. Finally Saraswati and her son decided to join Nini Sangga geni, she only left a message to Akuwu Brodin, if one day her husband returned, Wiratama was asked to follow them to Grojokan Sewu.
In the morning at Ki Danang's residence, Wiratama was ready to leave to continue the journey back, "Ki Danang thanks for all your kindness, may God repay everything" Wiratama bowed in front of Ki Danang to pay his respects, "Denmas need not pay such a tribute" Ki Danang said clumsily "it's an obligation for all of us as sentient beings to help each other". Denmas, here I give you snake poison powder!", this powder serves to deal with poisonous snakes", may be useful for your trip later". Wiratama nodded with gratitude, from a conversation with Ki Danang last night, Wiratama learned that Ki Danang is a poison master and medicine expert.It was fortunate that he knew the figure of the old man, who was a poison master, because maybe one day Wiratama will require the expertise of Ki Danang.
Wiratama finally retired, continuing his journey to the Lingga Forest. On the edge of the stupor he stopped and looked at the limestone hills that Ki Danang showed, After that he took as much air through the nose, began to prepare to use the science of "Mistap", "wussh....Wiratama ran.His body looks like a white shadow, small plants that passed swayed like a hard wind, quite hard, and the, his body was agile sometimes in tandem with long leaps as he encountered large stones in front of him.
Mentari had already reached its peak when Wiratama arrived in front of the Linga Forest. He stopped breathing and recovered energy, touching his back which was stored a short spear, an heirloom legacy from his teacher Eyang Padasukma. "Haikkkh.wiratama's body broke through the dense top of the pine trees that lined up began to enter the Lingga Forest his body perched from tree to tree, his eyes and ears began to be alert, and his ears began to be alert, the deeper all the senses he was aware of.
his ears began to catch the sounds, Wiratama again jumped into the forest even deeper, only then seen in the middle of the forest there is a building similar to the padepokan place to practice made of sturdy Teak wood and surrounded by bamboo fences Petung, Petung, the black and strong bamboo as high as three spears up, in the middle of the fence, there is an entrance, marked with two guards standing, they have a machete on the slippage on their respective waist. "Ssh, this building is quite nice and big, but I think the guard is not too strong" murmured Wiratama in the heart. "is this really the nest of black begal?". Wiratama sat on a strong and high branch, resting, watching the situation of the place from a height.
"When is our guard changed?" The sun was scorching from earlier, one of the guards asked his other companion "Satan alas!" We should have been replaced" said his partner was seen starting to dig up, maybe our friend who got the job, still asleep because of the wine drinking party last night". The two guards' conversation was noticed by Wiratama while hoping he got more important information. Wiratama has made up his mind, will be patient until tonight, if indeed this place is Ki Seda's residence, this place must be on scorched earth.
