
In the midst of his preoccupation with staring at the beauty presented near this Pening Swamp, suddenly Raka Senggani was surprised by someone's reprimand.
" It's mengaso, man,..Ngger,..?" ask her.
Raka Senggani immediately turned and looked towards this person who was reprimanding him.
" Ehh,.iya,.ehh,.who is this battery,..?" senopati Brastha Abipraya asked this rather nervously.
Hey, why am I unable to hear of the arrival of someone in this place, whether this is really a human being or a subtle creature waiting for this Swamp, said in Raka Senggani's heart.
Indeed, he felt awkward with the presence of others in that place, usually a subtle sound even though he could hear easily.
The old man who was nearby looked at Raka Senggani not blinking, as if he wanted to know who the person was.
Same with Raka Senggani, without blinking he stared from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot of the old man who was carrying the firewood and in his other hand there were some fish hanging on a small wood.
The old man did look quite old, with his hair that had whitened everything, but when viewed from his body, it seems that this man still looks powerful.
This can be seen with a lot of firewood that is being carried.
He was a man, not a subtle being, but then, it was so high in sound-absorbing knowledge that he had that I was unable to know his coming, whether this person is Begawan Kakung Turah who holds the title Old Crazy,.if it is, crazy from where, it looks very sane, said again in the heart of Raka Senggani.
He could not see her staring at the man.
The man then answered a question from Raka Senggani.
" Did you know, my name is Mertalaya, a native of here, a resident of this Pening Swamp,..!" said the man while extending his hand.
" my name,..Senggani, jin,..Ki, to be exact,..Raka Senggani,..!" said Raka Senggani bluntly.
Although actually he is currently in the task of investigation but he does not want to keep his own identity secret, because now he is not a cipher Senopati anymore.
" Good name, according to the person,..!" said this old man who claimed to be Mertalaya.
" Thank you ,.Ki,. for the compliment,.!" sahut Raka Senggani with a smile.
The man named Ki Mertalaya then invited Raka Senggani to stop at his house.
" If Angger Senggani is pleased, stop by my hut,..!" ki Mertalaya told Raka Senggani.
" Is it far from here that battery house,..?" ask Raka Senggani.
" It's good, my hut is at the foot of Tuntang hill,..!" reply Ki Mertalaya.
" Hehhhhhhhhhhhhhh,..!" raka Senggani was shocked.
" What's the matter, what's the matter with that place,..?" ask Ki Mertalaya again.
" Ahh, no, no,..Senggani seems to be very often the hill is mentioned, so Ki Mertalaya lives there ,..?" tanya Raka Senggani curious .
" Right,.aki does live there,.let's say the day is not too late, most of the time before Maghrib we will arrive there..!" ki Mertalaya.
He hurried up from his seat and packed his luggage.
" Let Senggani bring the firewood, please,.Ki Mertalaya please walk first,..!" said Raka Senggani.
Indeed, the nature of Raka Jang's son likes to help so when he sees an old man who is carrying a heavy burden, of course, he immediately offers to bring him.
" Later Angger Senggani can not carry it, this firewood is quite heavy, loh,..!" reply Ki Mertalaya.
While he glanced towards Raka Senggani who had stood up.
" Ahh, while Ki Mertalaya was able to carry it, how could I not afford Ki,..!??" raka Senggani.
He also approached the firewood that had been tied into this one. From his eyes the firewood was certainly very light as it was mostly dry wood.
" Well if that is the case, aki thanked him, because Angger Senggani wanted to help ,.!" ki Mertalaya.
He also moved first by stepping his feet toward the east of where they were sitting.
Senopati Brastha Abipraya is then trying to lift the firewood left by Ki Mertalaya.
" Hufhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,..!"
With his right hand he tried to lift it but , something strange happened , the firewood was not able to be lifted by the Senopati.
Then he tried again for the second time, the result was still the same, the firewood did not budge from the temp.
Crazy, that's what comes to mind Senopati Brastha Abipraya. With his wadag power he was unable to lift her.
Then, after the experiment for the third time by being slowed by the power in his firewood can be lifted and immediately on his shoulder .
For the next he chased the old man who was walking slowly, but was also not able to be overtaken.
It's true Crazy, the steps look very slow at all but myself who has applied the science of body lightening was not able to catch up with her, back the question alternately fizzled the mind of Sari Kemuning's husband.
Either indeed the distance is quite close or because the ability of the science of lightening the body of these two people is very high, once the sun right on the top of the head both have arrived at the hut of this Ki Mertalaya.
" Nah, though,..Ngger,.this is my hut,..!" ki Mertalaya said to Raka Senggani.
Raka Senggani was very amazed by the lodging owned by Ki Mertalaya.
The hut was on top of a large branch, with tendrils as its floor, while not stairs there to climb .
There's only a sizable tendril dangling down, maybe that's the ladder to climb up the hut.
" Ki Mertalaya's hut is a bit strange,..!" raka Senggani Funeral .
" What's weird ,..Ngger,..?" ask Ki Mertalaya in surprise.
" Yes, it's weird that Ki.lha wong hubukke is on top, but there's no stairs to climb up ,..!" sahut Raka Senggani with a smile.
" Ha, ha,ha, you're right Ngger,.indeed my hut has no stairs, but there is this,..!" ki Mertalaya said with a laugh.
He also showed a sizable tendril and dangled down it.
This old man was quite surprised and did not blink with his eyesight, that from earlier Raka Senggani did not even lower the firewood on his shoulders.
CK,ck,ck, it turns out that with a young age like this he has a very high internal energy, how will it be if he is the same age as me, of course he will be difficult to find a match opponent, he will be difficult to find a match, that's the word in Ki Mertalaya's heart.
He admired the figure of Senopati Pajang.
Not thinking too much for long, then Ki Mertalaya climbed up the tendril and climbed up to the top of his hut.
The same thing was done by Raka Senggani , while still carrying firewood, he also climbed on top of Ki Mertalaya's lodging.
Meanwhile, in Lopait village itself, it looks more crowded with the presence of some people who seem to be going to Tuntang hill.
They are from among the martial world both from the white and from the black.
There has been a blind man who uses his cane with his headband there are peacock feathers seen looking for a place to stay.
He was present at that place along with a girl who looked beautiful but from the look of his face seemed to have a very cruel nature.
When he asked one of the innkeeper who was at that place and got an unsatisfactory answer, his hands immediately floated slapping the servant's face.
" I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, this village is very small, so it has no lodging, a gospel house only for those who go overnight while going fishing, and now it is full ,..!" the waiter said with fear.
" Hehh, don't have a lot of mouth, if I don't want to slap again, just show me where we can rest,..!" yelled this red-clothed girl.
" Ningrum, don't get angry, this waitress will die of fear,..!" said the middle-aged man who used the cane.
Both of his eyes could not open.
He is known as the Blind from the hill of skulls. This time he came with his student who was a beautiful girl named Ningrum.
This student is called the Red Rose .
These two people are from the black section of the martial world .
I don't know what caused them to go down the mountain, is because they really want to fight over the two treasures of Demak Kingdom. Or there's something else that makes them here.
At the end of the night, the place was also the presence of two martial figures who were old women . They are Nyi Ronce who came with his student Sruni and the other one is Nyi Sriti Wengi, but this time he came alone.
" Hehh, wengi kangmbok, where is your disciple, why have you come alone,..?" ask Nyi Ronce to Nyi Sriti Wengi.
" Ahh, it turns out that my student was smitten with a man and now he left me alone, it is difficult if you have a student who is still blinded by the name of love,..!" answer Nyi Sriti Wengi.
" Sruni, this disciple of mine did not do that, he still faithfully accompanied me, not so Sruni,..!" exclaim Nyi Ronce.
" Lucky you, Ronce, in your old age there was still someone accompanying me, different from me, I don't know,.!" nyi Sriti Wengi.
He then invites Nyi Ronce to find a place to stay .
" Where,.kangmbok,..?" ask Nyi Ronce again.
Because the only inn there was already full, there was no place they should go anymore.
" We are looking for a house of gospel villagers who want to accommodate us for a few nights here, of course there are some of them who want to give their house to us...asal of course we pay,.!" nyi Sriti Wengi.
" Well then, I agree with Kangmbok Wengi's proposal,..!" nyi Ronce.
They then walked through the village, which actually still deserves to be called as pedukuhan only.
Because indeed this village is not too crowded, so the homes of the residents also look very rare and rather far apart.
At nightfall, the village is very close to the Pening Swamp is the presence of two more people, one is a young man while his friend is a beautiful girl.
" King Kuda Wira, where will we stay,..?" ask the girl to her friend.
" It seems we have to stay in the open , adi Mayang, the place here has been filled with the arrival of people from the martial world, it seems that these two heirlooms of the Sosro Dragon and the Inner Belt are very many of his enthusiasts ,.!" said Raden Kuda Wira.
He came with his friend who was none other than Dewi Rasani Mayang.
The two main students of Mpu Loh Brosangsang did come first from his teacher, Mpu Loh Brangsang himself.
" If we stay in the open, what about the teacher later,.. Brother,..?" ask Dewi Rasani Mayang.
Raden Kuda Wira was silent, he just kept stepping away from that place.
While Raka Senggani who is still with Ki Mertalaya on this night, many ask the old man.
He tried to extract information from the old man gospel and at the same time explore the work of two heirloom objects that are in that place.
But to that extent, this Senopati Brastha Abipraya has not got anything.
Ki Mertalaya seemed to laugh a lot when he was called Raka Senggani as Begawan Kakung Turah aka the Mad Old.
And on that night also Raka Senggani by applying his knowledge trying to find the sign of the existence of two pieces of Demak heritage that disappeared the gospel.
Hehh, there seems to be an unseen fence that is difficult for me to break through to see the light from the two heirlooms, even though I feel the vibrations are quite strong, even though they do not come from here, that is what is in the mind of Raka Senggani.
When he agreed to find the two treasures of the gospel, next to him the man named Ki Mertalaya was sleeping with snoring, making a loud enough sound.
When the morning, the eyes of Senopati Pajang is no longer able to withstand his sleepiness, he also fell asleep without getting anything.
On the next day , when the light of the ground, Raka Senggani was shocked by the absence of Ki Mertalaya in his place.
Where did the old man go, is this man really named Begawan Kakung Turah, that is the question that arises in the head of Raka Senggani.
Senopati tough from Kenanga village came down and left the place.
Not like when he came for the first time to this lodge. When he left the hut, Raka Senggani used the science of lightening his already very high body. So that the dirjnya very fast and very light from the top of the hut is quite high place.
Unwittingly by Senopati Brastha Abipraya, a pair of eyes saw him without blinking.
Very high in the science of lightening his body, and so also with his inner power, firewood was able to be lifted, he said,. I have to be careful with this young man, so the one who is looking at the departure of this Raka Senggani said a word in his heart. It was none other than Ki Mertalaya.