The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)
38. Alienation (2)
”This is not funny! Why laugh at your own failures?” respond Taja, less like their attitude due to failure.
”How about you? What if the lord who sent you to the Sapodom Settlement for a month, it turns out that it is only a pretext to exile you forever here. Then your fate will also be no different from ours!” Pai Jo reversed the facts.
”Not that I mean underestimating you, just .. feel very unfortunate if you have more ability and a body strong enough to be a warrior.”
”It was not us who wasted, the ruler who ignored us!” yell at the other two.
”What do you want to be yourself? A soldier? Defender of the Fatherland? The satria? Nobility?” Pai Jo's a lot of guesswork.
Taja shook his head, ”Be yourself!” answer's short.
”Then here we are, ourselves! free to be whatever I want!” Pai Jo stretches her free arm across the expanse of the verdant Gundil Valley as wide as the eye can see, ”Look at my friends! Pardewa the Ikal, Malay the Skinny, and Anjan the crooked leg, or Lam Lam the Stutterer! They were 25 years old and young enough to be soldiers. Although we used to be Tanapura's students, but that does not mean we have no ideals other than to be soldiers of the country.”
”I vented an inspiration to tell stories to the village children before going to bed,” Malay the Kurus replied.
”I made him shoot fruit in the forest, then I sold it to the neighboring villages!” the Pardewa Ikal changed.
”I'm also a reliable diver, many beachside communities have been saved by drowning!” replace the crooked-legged Anjan showing his chest.
”Don't lu ... lu .. pa ... ju ... lu .. kan .. ku .. pe ... man .. ration .... teb ... teb .. bing ...,” the Stutterer does not want to miss. All who listened were gemes waiting for him to speak until he was done.
”Many people need their energy to hunt for honey in the honeycomb of the ravine bees!” Pai Jo added a glimpse of Lam Lam.
Taja saw one by one of their faces, ”Great ...,” he said after smiling.
”And you?” each asked the same thing.
”I don't want to be anything other than useful to my people,” he said. They shrug their shoulders while tucking in, ”Then, try to be useful to your people!”
Next, the five Gentho people rolled out mats of woven palm leaves. Open the package containing fruits and water jugs.
”Eject the card!” the Pai Jo. Then they were busy playing cards.
”You play?” Pai Jo turned to Taja for a moment.
But the boy only shook his head with a short answer, ”No.”
Moments later, they were already tempted into their own game and ignored the real task. Horses roam all over. And only Taja noticed the movements of the horses running.
There's a horse attracting his attention more, ”Klawu!” he cried when he saw a horse known from the story of Gentho that it was the King's horse.
”Hey, you. Klawu stay away to the south!” Many times Taja's screams were almost unheard of by one of the five Genthos. They continue in the preoccupation of the game.
He saw the Kuda Klawu getting down the steep grass to the south. It's a bit foggy there.
”Back!” exclaims Taja in silence and moves away from the other five, Following in the footsteps of Klawu who is dwindling along the steep grassy and dewy.
Suddenly the horse neighed with a shrill sound as the object fell. Taja hurried to the origin of the voice in front of him.
”Klawu!” he called the name of the horse. Under the atmosphere of fog, faintly visible traces of miredklawu. There was an abyss somehow deep, the neighing of horses sounded from down there.
”Klawu!”
The atmosphere was silent again, there were no more signs of Klawu's existence. Finally Taja moved to do something after remembering Gentho's words about the king's Horseman.
The king crept down with the help of the roots sticking out around the abyss, but because of the inevitable slippage, he fell down.
Bugs ...!
Finally, one blow of Taja's body landed hard onto the damp ground. Hanay briefly groaned in agony, and kemabli rose up half-trained.
”Klawu?” he went back to look for the horse in the darkness of the fog walled old roots.
Ngaiiik ...!
Once again neighing from a distance caught his attention. Taja quickly ran to the origin of the sound.
Before long, he was faced with a most astounding sight. When that step should stop at the mouth of the canyon and do not know at what height it was at that time.
Taja glared as his gaze led to a thick, gaping misty canyon in front of him. At hundreds of feet across it, faintly high mountains loomed.
He nodded, only to realize that he was lost. Trying to return to where he had fallen before, but apparently did not bring results. In panic and blindness, he only shouted the names of the five Genthos who were with them before, but it was useless because no one heard his screams as loud as they did.
Finally Taja gave up. Settle on large, old roots in a place flanked by two cliff walls just a few steps away. Dark and silent.
The atmosphere began to darken, there were small movements felt from his legs. After looking down, he was once again struck by the presence of earthworms that were puffed from the ground as long as he walked in an indeterminate direction.
After a long walk along the dark valley grooves, Taja finally saw there was a path that leads to a wooden hut built docked to a cliff full of bushes, and, only part of the roof of the hut is visible from the position of Taja standing at that time.
“Old cottage?“ muttered alone. Slowly get closer to there. Old buildings fenced in high iron bars tied to rusty chains. Most of the dozens of bars collapsed inedible to age.
“Does anyone inhabit here?” thought as long as he stepped inside behind the most-palang. Without a definite answer, he continued to approach the hut in the middle.
”Lumayan for overnight stay only,” murmured again.
Taja lightly leaped the stairs to the door of the cottage. It looked silent, worn out, and like no previous life. Getting closer to the rusty chain-linked door, Taja felt something that made his guts grow faint. After coming this far, it suddenly crossed his mind to leave that place as soon as possible.
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