Story of Maung Kulon

Farewell

Fifteen steps have passed. Just like yesterday, the monkey always seems to be superior to Cakra Buana. Dis was really impressed with his best friend.

To note, two apes and one tiger tail is not an arbitrary animal. Especially the two apes, he is a friend and 'disciple' of the Nameless Swordsman who is estimated to live fifty years ago.

In those days, the Nameless Swordsman was hiding from his escape. Fifty years ago the martial world made a stir. A master swordsman from the land of China fled to the area here especially near the border of Tanah Sunda and Tanah Java.

He ran away because of a problem that hit him. After arriving in this country, the Nameless Swordsman had wandered for some time. In just a short time, he has earned a big name because of his football in defense of justice.

But his existence begins to be sniffed by those who want his life. For that reason, the Nameless Swordsman was alone in the valley that is now the abode of the ape and others.

During the seclusion, the Nameless Swordsman made a book from the results of his efforts to dissect all the moves he had. Actually the book studied by Cakra Buana is the result of the development and simplification of the moves he mastered.

Due to age, the Nameless Swordsman chose to resign from the martial world. It was during his old days that he trained two apes to look after him while he was alive. Since the Nameless Swordsman trained them diligently, the ape got the most out of it.

He was the king of the forest around the place. Almost all the intelligence of the Nameless Swordsman he passed on to the ape. So it was natural that he could live a long life and become a magical beast.

That is why Cakra Buana cannot defeat him. Because their sources are the same. The difference if the monkey is still pure, if the Cakra Buana has gone through deepening and simplification.

Even more, the two books that were once rumored to be in the hands of the Strange Old Man were these two books. Somehow so that there are outsiders know about the two books.

Only, no one knew where the book must be. Because anyone who comes here, can't come back safely. It was all because of the actions of the monkey.

You can imagine how shocked people will be if they realize that Cakra Buana has managed to study perfectly the book that became the seizure of the martial world.

The fight is still going on. Thirty steps had passed, the ape had the upper hand. While Cakra Buana is in a position of urgency.

He was looking for the right position to launch his manager. But it seems that the monkey did not give it a chance. Cakra Buana immediately understood the meaning of his best friend.

Maybe he was teaching Cakra Buana how to get out of this way.

Since he was already aware of the ape's way of thinking, Cakra Buana tried to break the obstacle. As much as possible he was looking for a chance. Even a speck, but it can change its position. And fortunately he soon found the opportunity, then without hesitation he immediately launched his final style.

"Rain Lightning Million Swords …"

"Grush …"

"Godavin …"

The thunder rumbled a few times. Things get cloudy.

He began to counterattack. His twigs flashed snatching at all points. The sabetan and the puncture looms wherever the ape's body goes.

Flashes of light came out every time he moved the twig. As the name suggests, dis was actually able to unleash countless attacks in a short period of time.

Like a terrifying rain of lightning. Likewise with the style that Cakra Buana issued.

Unfortunately, all of that can still be balanced also by the monkey. Even though he himself had a little trouble.

When they reached fifty moves, they immediately stopped training. All the animals there cheered back. Cakra Buana himself is very happy with the results of his hard work that has been almost a year.

They gathered to eat the fruits. They were joking happily. After nightfall, like the days before. He's going hunting for dinner.

Two of his companions signal Cakra Buana to leave the valley. His training time was more than enough. All the knowledge left by the Name Swordsman he mastered perfectly.

Now, Cakra Buana became a rare swordsman. Especially in Tanah Sunda and Tanah Java.

Cakra Buana was stunned for a moment. After all, he felt very sad. Almost a year ago, his friends have been caring, educating, and even loving himself like family.

So too with Cakra Buana. To him, these animals were his life savers.

After all, he had the same feelings as them.

Sky overcast. The drizzle began to wet the earth. The atmosphere around there is somber. Everything sad. No more screaming happy apes. No more happy tiger roars. Everything sad.

Cakra Buana is not unconscious or forgetful of his duty as a master of truth. But what do you want to say? Sadness does not look at anyone.

Sadness will always come to all living beings. Be it animals, plants, humans. Everyone can feel sad. It's just in their own way.

As he continued to be forced to leave immediately, he finally steeled himself. Cakra Buana asks the tiger to change its form.

The tiger seemed to understand, he nodded then before long his body immediately disappeared and changed into a sword. A very beautiful red-scoated sword.

On the right sheath there is a picture of a tiger and lightning. On the left is a picture of a dragon and lightning. Even on the sword is the same.

The handle is pictured with the head of a dragon and a tiger. On the handlebar was a writing that he understood. Underneath it was also a writing, only he did not understand. Maybe it's Chinese, he thought.

"Dragon and Tiger Sword …"

"Broker Without a Name …"

How glad he was to find such a sword. Moreover, the heads of dragons and tigers are decorated also by mustika.

At that time, an ape approached and gave him a wooden box containing a stel of clothes and cloth to wrap the sword and a bag of gold as a supply of travel.

The clothes are blood red. Without waiting for long, he immediately changed his clothes. After that Cakra Buana returned there, but the herd told him to leave immediately.

They ushered in Cakra Buana and showed him a different path than before he had come.

Cakra Buana began to step onto the path in question. A high rock cliff. But he sure could climb it.

The young man glanced again at the back where his friend was standing. But they shouted at him. Not angry shouting. But the screams are heartbreaking. Some apes shed their tears. So did the tiger. They're really sad.

The Cakra Buana is the same. Her tears flowed down her cheeks.

"See you again my friends. Someday I will visit you again" said Cakra Buana, waving his hands.

The decitan of the apes and the roar of the tiger again sounded. Wrenching. Depressing. Everything becomes one.

Farewell is something that no one wants to experience.