Story of Maung Kulon

Infested

By noon, Cakra Buana had just come out of the forest that he had been living in for two years. It turned out that the forest was very large, so it took quite a long time to get out of there.

Cakra Buana does not use the science of lightening the body, he deliberately. Want to enjoy the beauty of the outside world after two years locked in "prison".

When he just came out, the first thing he found was a fairly large river flow. The water is a bit murky yellowish, but it can be seen clearly that the river is often crossed by a boat or small boat.

Cakra Buana stood pensive first, he did not know where the destination was. At the moment, he doesn't even know which area. Finally, after a long wait, Cakra Buana discovered that a small boat was speeding towards him.

"Uncle, can I ride your boat?" cakra Buana asked rather loudly while waving her hands.

The fisherman did not answer. He watched Cakra Buana from a distance of about ten spears. The fisherman's gaze very clearly illustrated suspicion and fear.

Seeing this, Langlang Cakra Buana then exclaimed, "Don't be afraid uncle. I'm not a bad person" he said with a smile.

For some reason, the fisherman suddenly approached him. Like there was an energy pull from the speech of the all-white young man.

"Uncle mix," said Cakra Buana after his distance with the fisherman was quite close.

"Rampes. Aden's gonna ride my boat?" ask the fisherman.

"Our uncle, is it okay?"

"By den, please. But I am not a delivery service, I am only a farmer and fisherman who will send the produce to the Pasar Baru area" said the fisherman explained.

"No problem uncle. I'm coming, all of you want to get to know more about the area,"

"May den, but .." The fisherman paused for a moment from his speech. His face showed a sense of worry, he looked around. I don't know why.

"But the flow of this river is very dangerous. Loves a lot of river hijackers,"

"Hemmm .. Uncle just relax. Everything will be fine" replied Cakra Buana.

The fisherman was silent again. But after he realized that on the back of Cakra Buana there was a sword, the fisherman's face immediately shone. Maybe he just realized that the young man in front of him was a swordsman.

"Ah .. okay with. Come on, please get on,"

After being invited, Cakra Buana was immediately climbed ever. Without waiting for long, the fisherman immediately run back his boat to go to Pasar Baru.

Apparently the fisherman brought the produce in the form of yam and cassava. There were also a few fish buckets that he got from netting.

Along the way, Cakra Buana questions whatever she wants to ask in her heart. Including about the conditions in the Pasundan area. According to the fishermen's confession, the situation in the area of Pasundan land, especially in the area of Bantam, was very chaotic.

The people live in hunger and deprivation. To eat everyday they have to work hard. Crime happens everywhere at all times.

The people escaped the attention of the local government, because the governments also prefer to attach importance to their own lives rather than their people. Security is lax, so criminals who interfere with security can go in and out without any obstacles.

Indirectly, the people are indeed made to suffer by their own government. Apart from crime, the people must also be miserable because of government regulations that strangle the neck.

The people must pay tribute with a large amount. So that the harvest of the people, almost sixty percent given to the government. The rest for them, even that has not been calculated with the threat of the criminals.

Because of this situation, many other areas are already controlled by black flow figures. Including the area where the fishermen live.

"Uncle, is the journey to the New Market still long?" tanya Cakra Buana on the sidelines of the fisherman was telling a story.

"No den. One more cup of tea we'll reach the New Market,"

"Is the New Market still in Pasundan?"

"Not den. The new market is precisely the border between the Kawasenan kingdom and other kingdoms. There it is safe and peaceful, so our residents prefer to sell the produce there. Although the journey is quite dangerous, but the results we get are quite decent." explained the fisherman.

Now Cakra Buana has understood what has happened. At least he has a picture of his homeland.

According to the calculation of Cakra Buana, the kingdom of Kawasenan has succeeded in spreading its wings of power to other regions. In fact he was convinced that the kingdom of Kawasenan was already in power in the land of Pasundan.

And that's true. The Kawasenan Kingdom is in power. There is no other great kingdom in the land of Pasundan. The only thing left is the kingdom of Tunggilis. It has now turned into a small kingdom and is under the rule of the kingdom Kawasenan.

The now-ruling king, Prabu Ajiraga, allowed the kingdom of Tunggilis to remain because it never posed a threat to its position. Therefore, the kingdom of Tunggilis was allowed to remain until now.

Prabu Ajiraga did not yet know that the king of Tunggilis kingdom was one of his "great enemies".

After going through a long journey, finally Cakra Buana and the fishermen have arrived at Pasar Baru, their destination. The fisherman immediately lowered the produce and fish to be exchanged for other necessities or with coins.

Cakra Buana did not stay silent, he helped the fisherman. When they finished, the two came back again.

The fisherman exchanged his sweat for some clothes, rice, and other essentials.

Both are now back down the river. This time, Cakra Buana chose to paddle so that the journey becomes faster. Sure enough, it had only been a while, both of them were already far away from the New Market.

But when it comes to the middle of the road, the ears of Cakra Buana who has been trained sharply listen to something. He stopped his boat.

"What's the matter?" ask the fisherman.

"Some one's coming. Please take it easy, don't worry" he said as he looked around.

Just finished saying so, suddenly there were three people jumping from the forest with a long bamboo stick. The three people jumped by sticking bamboo in the river to land on the boat that Cakra Buana was riding on.

Along with that, from behind the right and left sides also appeared four people who climbed two pieces of dsmipan. From all of them, Cakra Buana already knew who those people were. If not river raiders, who else?

"Hope uncle don't get away from me" Cakra Buana said in a serious tone.