Story of Maung Kulon

The Banyan Tree's Waiting Figure

It's night now, the moon is shining brightly because tonight is the full night. The stars are scattered in space. Add to the beautiful and graceful atmosphere of the night.

Langlang Cakra Buana was walking in the middle of a forest. Don't know where to go, because it's all dark. He's kemalaman.

Want to force out the forest, confused because of the vastness of the forest. Even if you can get out, it's free. Since it was midnight like this, there was definitely no tavern and inn open.

Even if hitchhiking sleeps in the homes of residents, they must have slept. It is not a good thing to disturb those who are comfortable with their dreams.

Langlang Cakra Buana continued to set foot in the middle of the forest quietly. Even though his fur was standing, he tried to fight his fear.

"Sampurasun, punten (excuse me) eyang. I take a break here, get out of my way (go out), hapunten bisi aya anu katoel ku salira (sorry if someone is held by me)," Langlang Cakra Buana muttered to himself.

He sat under a large banyan tree. The bone-chilling cold and the breeze of the night, made the atmosphere even more sinister.

The sound of the night beast faint-sayup sounds earthy. Even the occasional owl can be heard making its voice.

Just sitting down for a while, the drowsiness began to attack him violently. Finally the young man all white was asleep under a banyan tree that was almost two circles of adults.

Just a moment before closing his eyes, he suddenly heard a strange sound slowly approaching. Although he was sleeping, but his ears were always alert and his entire limbs were well trained if there was any danger.

Langlang Cakra Buana opened his eyes again. But there's nothing. Unless there's a big wind coming in. The dried leaves flew off to form a whirlwind.

The all-white young man then sharpened all his senses, suddenly, in front of him already appeared a figure of dedemit.

His eyes were bright red, his fangs sharp and somewhat long to exceed his chin. His hair was tangled and his entire body was filled with black feathers.

His figure looks more creepy if it is under darkness like this.

"Who are you a child? And why appear before me?" ask Cakra Buana.

"Rrrrghh man .. how dare you sleep in my house. Dare to step on my house, means it is ready to bear the risk," said the dedemit.

"I'm sorry. Then let me go find somewhere else,"

"You think you can act as you please heh. Man doesn't know himself, I'm the waiter of this tree. I'm known as a genderuwo, but my name is actually Ki Hideung" he said fiercely.

"Then, what should I do Ki Hideung?"

"Give me your life" he said lightly.

"Sorry, I can't. There are still many tasks I have not completed. After all, human life belongs only to Sang Hyang Widhi. You have no right at all to ask for my life" Langlanh Cakra Buana replied.

"Then I will force you. Don't you think I'm afraid of a human like you" said the dedemit, who claimed to be named Ki Hideung.

"I've never been afraid of a creature like you. My degree is more noble above you" replied the Swordsman Maung Kulon.

"Man always feels holy."

Actually, a fight like this can be said to make no sense to those who are ordinary. Because in addition to different worlds, also different positions.

Even for those who have nothing, certainly will not be able to touch the body of this figure of dedemit if the figure does not want.

But all that would be another story if in the hands of people who have knowledge of kebatinan. Things like this are common, even they are always disturbed by figures that are more sinister than this when doing tirakat.

Langlang Cakra Buana was ready from the moment, so when Ki Hideung attacked him suddenly, the all-white young man could easily kink.

Cakra Buana jumped into the middle to be more free, Ki Hideung had given an attack again. His strong, long-nailed, pointed hands were swung towards Langlang Cakra Buana.

The swing of each claw produced a whizzing sound. But again Langlang Cakra Buana can avoid easily.

The all-white young man started to retaliate against the attack, his two hands also forming a claw. His attack was no less powerful than Ki Hideung, a claw that caused light to be snatched at him.

"Wushh .. wushh …"

The wind colored the fight of the two. Genderuwo figure did not want to lose, he began to attack back as well until finally they fought each other.

A dozen of them have passed. Orange and red light continued to color the fight of the two. Langlang Cakra Buana accelerated his attack, he did not want to linger anymore.

"Tiger Pursues Prey …"

The all-white young man changed his attack style, now he continues to pursue and urge the genderuwo figure. The longer that figure gets cornered.

It is not suspected that humans who he underestimated, it turns out to have a high kanuragan.

"Dewa Tapak Nanggala's Presentation …"

"Muil …"

Ajian was fiercely smashing into Ki Hideung's chest or rather the genderuwo figure until he rolled.

Without much further ado, Langlang Cakra Buana delivered a deep power punch attack from a distance. An orange light seemed to flash across the dedemit.

"Muil …"

Genderuwo's figure shouted loudly in the heat because his body was burning. But Langlang Cakra Buana ignored him. He let the figure burn until it vanished from sight.

Just when the fight was over, the jungle rooster was already making a sound. It indicates that it is dawn. In the middle of that forest, there was only silence again.

Langlang Cakra Buana intends to continue his sleep even for a while. He chose to sleep in a tree close to the forest path.

After finding a tree that can indeed be used as a bed, the young man all white just closed his eyes that were already sore.