The Chronicle Of Jawata (Compilation Trial Edition)
3.12. The Jawara
“Is my eyes wrong, seeing this change of nature .. or is it just my feelings ...,“ murmured Paduka Jayasinggih, along the path of the ancestral funeral garden of the palace. Meanwhile, dozens of guards accompanied. Two guards nearby, leading the horse that you boarded.
Paduka Jayasinggih has not stopped looking at the surrounding nature, there is a strange feeling mixed with wonder when he saw the grass-fringed, pine trees on the edge of the forest green as far as the eye can see, and there is a sense of wonder, and the flower petals scattered were swept away by the gentle breeze.
“It's like spring, but not spring .. how is it possible, isn't it currently dry season?” he muttered to her so many times.
When Paduka Jayasinggih's entourage and his guards reached the end of the palace garden near the back gate, two people wearing gray robes had greeted the Paduka. The two bowed for a moment and revealed the veil that covered each other's faces.
A tall man, long bearded and almost all of his head hair is whitened.he smiles respectfully and opens a warm greeting, “May today Your Majesty be fine, how is your journey from the ancestral cemetery?“
Your majesty came down from the horse saddle, looking cold face as if the answer was not good enough. And all this time, it had always been her expression.
“What's up, Your Majesty? It seems like your Majesty has always looked uneasy lately?“ Another, the gray-robed woman ventured to ask.
His majesty Jayasinggih let out a long sigh, his gaze flitting to the ceiling of his magnificent palace, then turning to the eastern horizon. There is clearly a row of misty green hills.
“Aneh .. do you think it's spring now?“ asked Paduka Jayasinggih to two people in gray robes while stepping into the backyard through the gate accompanied by two people in gray robes, followed by a row of guards followed him and neatly split. Paduka Jayasinggih in tandem with two servants.
“The trees of Ara are getting busier in their leaves, and the rare Angsana is springing back after having molested for many years .. when this season is not the time to bloom..It even begins to flower, what is this sign .. could magic?“ continued Paduka Jayasinggih without stopping to look at the ceiling.
“Please, Sire! If the servant may speak .. actually not only that.the plant grew thickly on the banks of the river, now creeping quickly to the countryside,” the middle-aged woman in gray robes added.
“Also red root plants, not that plants have long been declared dead hundreds of years ago, but yesterday the maids found hundreds of shoots. It's miracle!”
Paduka Jayasinggih and two servants arrived at the palace foyer, two guards at the door saluted and bowed. Dozens of guards who had accompanied him since, then disbanded the ranks in an orderly manner.
Paduka Jayasinggih entered the palace foyer, “Although there is a miracle, it is because I am here!” said arrogant.
“Did Ki Sanca come?” ask your Majesty Jayasinggih. The two gray-robed people trailing behind him looked at each other.
“He's waiting in the middle altar room, Your Majesty ..” replied one of them.
“Antar I'm there!“ tell Your Majesty Jayasinggih.
Without saying much more, the three of them immediately headed towards the large, silent room, containing an altar in the middle of it. There was already someone standing in front of the Altar.
“What happened?“ sage Jayasinggih asked, stepping hastily towards someone named Ki Sanca. Paduka Jayasinggih only got sharp, cold glances and eyes full of question marks.
“What happened, Ki Sanca?” ask Jayasinggih once again. He looked worried and curious. On the contrary, Ki Sanca did not budge. The tall dark-skinned figure of a man as dark as the robe he was wearing was much older than his Majesty Jayasinggih once again glanced sharply to the side.
“We have been off guard,” Ki Sanca's tone of voice sounded cold, heavy and flat while his ten fingers have since danced on the surface of the water inundated in metal vessels and interspersed with incantation readings.
My lord Jayasinggih looked at the face getting closer to the vessel.
“What is it?“ tanya felt strange when she saw that there was an indistinct shadow appearing on the surface of the water.
“Strength ... there is a power that rises from the direction of Tanapura..That power feels stronger every day ... is so strong that it gets here?” hiss Ki Sanca and keep concentration on the spell he uttered.
“Strength?“ rejayasinggih. He was also still staring deeply into the surface of the water in a vessel as wide as two steps of an adult male. The vague shadow on his face was fading away.
“Strength of Tanapura you say?“ My majesty Jayasinggih was surprised, “So..Raghapati secretly gathered more power than I know so far. To attack me?”
Ki Sanca's index finger twitched a sign Jayasinggih's prejudice was not true.
“Not from Raghapati the power was derived.but from something or someone else strange. He didn't realize we could feel him,” Ki Sanca replied. Sweat was flowing down his forehead.
“Something ... someone …? Can I see clearly?“
“What view? Tell me, what shadow is that?” Jayase is impatient again.
“A boy ... about 10 years old .. that's all I can see. Definitely the child of calamity!”
“Use your strength to clarify that shadow, Ki Sanca!“ Tell Your Majesty Jayasinggih. But Ki Sanca shook her head signaling that she was no longer capable.
“Useless!” maki Paduka Jayasinggih's.
“He is too strong, Your Majesty has been for days I tried to clarify the vision of the servant.but only able to this extent.“ that answer made Jayasinggih riled.
“Then ... what should I do, Ki Sanca?“ while Jayasinggih's angst is deep, Ki Sanca tries to calm himself down to recover his much drained energy after being used to practice water vision spells in the vessel.
“Don't look at a servant like that, Sire!” Ki Sanca felt uncomfortable being noticed not usually, the gaze of Grandfather Jayasinggih full of suspicion and dislike. It was because of the influence of his emotions that went up and down.
“That forecast won't really happen, yes ‘right? What Sasenka once said is not true .. true, is it?” His majesty Jayasinggih was suddenly frightened to remember something about Sasenka and Tajura. His shadow returned a year ago to the time of the incident, the execution of Tajura and the torture of Old Sasenka to this day is dying. While fearing the destruction of his throne, fearing the destruction of his life ..Fear of the curse, mingled with the ambition of mastering Jawata, never receded from his mind.
“Salah Paduka, Sasenka's prophecy has a point, the prophecy will happen in this country ..Sasenka's prophecy and Tajura's curse.“
“Hush...!!!” As for King Jayasinggih out loud, his index finger stood in front of his mouth, “That's not true, not true!! It was just the old man's delirium and the dying screams of a 10-year-old boy, nothing would happen! No will!!“ again, my lord Jayasinggih shouted until his breath was wheezing.
“Tuanku, Sasenka and Tajura are not ordinary humans .. They are highly-scientific and tough, if not for our deceit, they will not lose ... and we will never be able to conquer it!”
“Ha .. ha ... ha!!!! It turned out that now Tajura was dead .. and Sasenka was currently dying in the Underground Prison. What else are we worried about? What?!” the laughter of Paduka Jayasinggih broke the silence, not at all funny in such a dark atmosphere at that time. He feels otherwise.
“But it's not easy to kill him, he's a tough, high-scientific kid .. To kill him alone we have to lose a lot of people, weapons, even self-esteem … to the point of begging Raghapati so that she would be willing to lend her sword to us. Don't you remember that, my lord? “
Jayasinggih's memory is still fresh of course, therefore he felt offended and Ki Sanca's words have ignited emotions.
“Alright, I'll pay for that shame! Now tell me how to deal with this threat?”
Ki Sanca's tall body lifted slightly as Lu strangled the cradle of his robe. But it was a long time because of the sudden tightness of Jayasinggih relapse, “My banquet! Give me!“ he shouted at one of the gray-robed servants who had been watching in the corner of the room. He quickly thrust out a bottle of potion.
His majesty Jayasinggih immediately sipped the potion until it ran out, then dumped the bottle in any direction. The bottle slammed onto the floor and crumbled.
“Master should flake. The potion was already very difficult to make, the leaves of 10 types were already very rare,” Ki Sanca noticed Jayasinggih's behavior, messy like a drunkard. But no matter how much Jayasinggih is the dreaded King of Tanapura, few know that he has a strange disease and because only the antidote Potion is the only one, his life so depends on a bitter herb made from special foliage. But despite his weakness, Jayasinggih is a high-scientific person, he has the Sword Maar as one of the legendary and powerful, deadly swords, as well as a symbol of Tanapura's power.
“What am I afraid of without that potion? I'm gonna die? Ha ha! Is that as easy as my death? Nah! Nothing can make me die! You guys should remember that!“
“Acrasea creeping bushy, just take behind the palace and to get the other 8 leaves is not a difficult thing. Besides, I can still concoct potions for myself!” Jayasinggih staggered for a moment, raking uncontrollably until the potion reacted within his body. After that he just felt like a dazed person, “Why shut up? Talk to me, Ki Sanca! What should I do?“
Ki Sanca did not budge in his position, snapping his majesty squeezing his shirt crate.
“Don't tell me that I can't stop future destiny?” this time Jayasinggih acted like God. He walked up to Ki Sanca, docked to his huge body and gripped his shirt crate once more. Ki Sanca is not warty, even though he is a magician but in the presence of Jayasinggih, he is not a match for the King of Tanapura
“Confer with Raghapati .. persuade him to find out about the boy in his territory. While I will look for another way, 8 Death Angels who will trace the banks of Tanapura .. They are more sensitive to the blood of children!“
Paduka Jayasinggih getting stronger gripping the krah Ki Sanca and tensing the muscles of the hands behind the iron sheath and pressing his voice until it sounded furious, “Lalu, what are we going to do?”
“Kill him ...,” hiss Ki Sanca managed to relax Jayasinggih's nerves.
“Kill him before getting stronger and destroy your Majesty and Tanapura!“
His Majesty was silent in his mind. The wind rippled in the silence of Tanapura's stuffy and cheerless night.
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