Story of Maung Kulon

The Dukes of Surya Wilaloni

The grilled fish is done. Cakra Buana and Ayu Pertiwi are still sitting under the kiara tree. Both of them remained silent.

Nothing comes out of their mouths. Just a breeze of wind who sighed gently caressed the two.

The two then took a sitting position cross-legged. Both closed their eyes at the same time. They did it together, but no words were spoken.

The two young warriors then meditated through other realms on their own. Drowning in tranquility. Approaching silence. For a moment the world is forgotten if it is in such a condition.

Both have entered another realm. The world as if there were none. Nature is silent too. There was no noise except the bamboo that rubbed against each other in the wind.

The voices of the apes were heard from a distance.

Cakra Buana was dedicated to restoring his power because he intended to teach a lesson to the duke Surya Wilaloni. While Ayu Pertiwi meditated to recover her body quickly.

A short while later, the two young warriors had already finished meditating. Both of them felt that their bodies had become much fresher than before.

"Father, let's get out of here immediately," Cakra Buana asked without further ado.

"Where?"

"To the ducal residence. There's a little business to be done" replied Cakra Buana.

As before, Ayu Pertiwi did not reply. The woman just nodded.

Without waiting any longer, Cakra Buana immediately left from there followed by Ayi Pertiwi to head to the residence of the duke.

Demanding justice of the people of the Duchy of Priangan whose happiness has been captured by the duke Surya Wilaloni.

It doesn't take long to get there. Just a drink of tea later, the two had already arrived at their destination.

In front of Cakra Buana and Ayu Pertiwi, about a hundred steps from the two of them, stood a small kingdom-like building.

In front of him was a door of shiny teak wood. There were two guards fully armed. Not to forget the clothes. Who else if not the warrior duke Surya Wilaloni.

Cakra Buana immediately approached the two guards. Followed by Ayu Pertiwi behind him.

"Good afternoon uncle .." said Cakra Buana while bowing respectfully.

The two guards did not answer. They pay attention to the Cakra Buana from head to toe.

"Who is dulur? What's the need?" ask the two guards.

"I'm Cakra Buana. Want to meet the duke Surya Wilaloni," replied Cakra Buana.

"Is there evidence of an invitation from the kanjeng duke?"

"Nothing,"

"Then we can't get in, then,"

"Why?"

"Because ki dulur has no proof of invitation," said the guard.

Cakra Buana confusion. It turned out to be difficult if he wanted to meet a duke, he thought.

In that confusion, Ayu Pertiwi suddenly stepped forward weakly.

"Mixrasun kang .." said Ayu Pertiwi with an alluring smile.

Instantly the two guards were silent some shock like statues. Their eyes were slightly widened, their mouths slightly forming the letter O.

Pretty, she must be an angel. Not a human, maybe so the mind of the guard.

"Rama-rampes. What's it gonna take, nyi?" ask the guard to stutter a little.

"I want to meet the duke, is there? I'm his old friend" said Ayu Pertiwi. This time he added his sweeter smile.

"Ahhh .. bo-can. Please ... please," said the guard as he gestured with his hand.

Seeing this, Cakra Buana was a little furious. How not, he asked to enter was very difficult. While when beautiful women talk, they easily give permission.

"Well, are you wearing compassion?" cakra Buana asked as he walked into the duke's residence.

"No. I was just a prank, but they gave permission instead. Men are, indeed," said Ayu Pertiwi.

The two continued to step into the residence of the duke Surya Wilaloni.

It turned out that the duke's residence was indeed spacious. The building is surrounded by a fortress of kayi jati. In fact, the building of the mansion was made of teak wood as well.

A strong and magnificent building. Teak wood that has been polished to shiny, making its own comfortable atmosphere.

In front of the ducal residence was a fish pond. Inside was a goldfish and several other fish. There's also a shower.

The Cakras of Buana and Ayu Pertiwi were immediately directed to the duchess' room after previously explaining their arrival to the other guards.

Both of them entered the room.

Pretty magnificent room. There are paintings of deer skin, there are several figures of wayang kulit. There is also a buffalo statue of teak wood, really beautiful.

Right now in front of them was a dashing man in a high-ranking army outfit. His face was rather handsome, his complexion was light yellow and his hair was half shoulder.

He smiled wryly, but his eyes were sharp as he turned to Ayu Pertiwi. Like implying something.

"Mixedgaon. Salute to the duke's kanjeng" said Cakra Buana while respecting bending his knees.

His right hand is placed on the right knee, while his left hand hangs on the left knee. Same with Ayu Pertiwi

"Rampes .. please sit down. Who are ki dulur and nyi dulur?" ask duke Surya Wilaloni.

"I am Cakra Buana, and this is my best friend, Ayu Pertiwi," Cakra Buana said.

"Two good names. Like its owner," said the duke, looking back at Ayu Pertiwi.

"What are you here for?"

"Ah .. no, we just want to talk to the duke's kanjeng" said Cakra Buana.

"In what way?"

"About the state of the people, kanjeng," said Cakra Buana.

Hearing that word, the smile on the face of the duke Surya Wilaloni slowly disappeared. His forehead was wrinkled, and the gaze of his eyes was sharp towards Cakra Buana.

"Why indeed?"

"I see the state of the people are all deficient, when usually a duchy is the life of its people is always sufficient. Because after all, if a region is made a duchy, it must have fertile land. People's lives will prosper, but what I see here is the opposite. That's why I came here with the intention of asking what happened," Cakra Buana said without further ado.

"What business are you asking about that? Is not the state of the people prosperous?"

"There is no business whatsoever, but since I am also the original birth of the Kawasenan Kingdom's territory which is now increasing in size, I feel entitled to ask this. On the outside maybe yes, but when I get to the other side of the village, they live far from decent,"

There was growing annoyance in the face of the duke Surya Wilaloni. He really hated the most if there was someone who spoke about the state of his people. Maybe he's afraid the secret will be exposed.

"Hemmm .. don't be so pretentious of young people. I better understand the condition of my people, now if there's nothing more to talk about, you're gone. If there is no provision, I will give you provisions," said the duke.

"I don't need that duke kanjeng. I just need information about the state of the people. Is it the condition of the soil that is less fertile, or ... who rules it less well?" ask Cakra Buana straight to the point.

"Peccful. Shutup! How dare you speak like that to the duke Surya Wilaloni. Who are you, anyway?" asked the duke angrily.

"I told you, I'm Cakra Buana. Student of Eyang Resi Patok Pati who is a former royal advisor Kawasenan,"

Hearing that name, the duke Surya Wilaloni widened his eyes. His face was flushed red, as if blood all over his body was spilling onto his face.

"West ... apparently you're the traitor's student ..." snapped the duke.