The Fragrant Soul

Chapter 16: Disaster

Raka read the direction by paying attention to the circumstances around. He knew he needed to go south. At

that's where the island of Sepingan is. In order to keep things from going harmlessly, he chose to enter the forest and exit the path. He was worried that he would meet the enemy in front of him. With the situation now, he thought he should avoid the fight, and concentrated on quickly finding Mara, his sister.

Raka picked fruits and burned a rabbit to fill the stomach. Although the entire body of Maya

covered in bruises, she was a strong girl because she mastered silat. While preparing the food, Raka let the woman meditate for a moment to restore her body condition.

As soon as Maya opened her eyes after bersemedhi, in front of her was already the fragrant rabbit meat and warm roasted yam. “Eat first, after eating we will continue the journey.”

“Thank you very much, Mr. Raka.”

“No need to call me sir. I'm not your employer,” Raka's smile is subtle.

 “Master has saved my life. Forever the servant (me) will call you master,” reply the girl in earnest.

One thing that Sukma Harum has always understood is ‘do not ever have a tongue-licking with women’. He still seems to hold this understanding firmly, so he chose to remain silent.

Raka's mind still continues to spin them-design what the rotten plan of Tanabasa group, but he remembered about

the leather and paper rolls he had saved earlier. Open them one by one carefully. Mostly about the group's financial and property reports. Some about the tasks they once completed. There are no meaningful clues because no names are written in the records

these. This group seems to be very careful.

Raka was a little disappointed because of this when he came to a scroll. This note is about the plan

an island. Sepingkan Island!

There is a deep cave on the island. Goa whose only way out is one. There are plans about the important points in the cave. Raka's mind went quickly. If all the people enter the cave, and the exit is closed or blown up, then the people inside will be destroyed by the overlap of the earth and rocks or run out of air!

Open up all this veil.

The news of the discovery of the Kampala monk is just a big lie to attract the people of the martial world gathered there. Then when they all entered the cave in search of his book, it was blown up to bury them all.

Who was so wicked as to plan all this? What is the background to why he did all this?

Raka shuddered. He couldn't imagine if Mara was going through all this.

“We have to leave quickly. Situation is very precarious.”

“Good, sir,” Maya spends her meal and stands ready.

“To shorten the time, we have to fly. Is miss ready to come?”

“Fly? Ba...how?” her soft tan was full of wonder.

“Suuuuuuiiiiiietttttttttt” high shrill voice heard.

***

Maya closed her eyes. For the rest of his life he had never experienced anything like this. To flying! It really does fly! Hitchhiking on the neck of a very large eagle. He hugged Raka's body tightly because he was worried about falling. Sometimes he opened his eyes to see what was below. As a fairly capable female swordsman, at least she had enough courage. Flying was a completely new experience for him.

They fly long enough until it gets dark. When compared to horses, eagle birds are actually slower in speed. It's just that through the air that is free of obstruction, it is certain that the eagle will arrive first to the destination.

During the trip Raka does not talk much with Maya. His mind traced to various secret events that he had experienced lately. One big oddity is why is he now a fugitive?

Didn't the head of Padepokan Rajawali Sakti had promised to give him a month? Why is it only a week now that there is an arrest warrant circulating in the martial world?

Too many events crisscrossed into one. If you look at it at a glance, it is certainly not related. But Raka

able to understand sufficiently in depth that this whole incident must have been a common thread. There must be a designer. There must be a purpose.

At night, the moon shone on the dark sky. The stars are so beautifully scattered. Airborne

can the cold penetrate the arms of two humans who embrace each other in silence?

I don't know what they're thinking.

I don't know what they feel.

From above the sky, the earth looks so peaceful and calm. Pelita scattered adorn the expanse, like

small candles that illuminate the journey of human life. From above here, we see the Earth without boundaries. No level of society. No rich, no poor. No one suffers, no one is happy. There is only peace and quiet.

There is only desolation.

Even when a very beautiful woman hugs her so tightly, so resignedly, and so spoiled, Sukma Harum feels nothing.

Lust remains burning, but the feeling is dead.

***

They landed outside the Mandeung city gate. On the south coast. They were flying above

the southern sea, but without maps and solar lighting, it was impossible to find the small island. Therefore Raka decided to come down to this city. Cities where various events.

When entering the city Raka began to see things that were quite surprising. There are a lot of people in the martial world.

Their faces showed sadness and a heavy burden. Something must have happened. A great disaster.

The disaster he was afraid of.

In a quiet corner, Raka lights a beacon to the sky. The fireworks are quite bright green. The secret mark belonged to his family and his servants and employees. Waiting not so long, it appeared that someone had appeared there.

“Anjani!” raka Exclamation.

“Oh Raden has arrived. Come with me, Raden Ayu has recovered and is well. Now on break.”

 Hearing this, the heart of Raka was lost. He breathed quite long. Seeing this Anjani understands that Raka has borne quite a heavy burden of mind thinking about her only child. He touched Raka's hand without saying anything. As if to give encouragement and hope.

***

Amara was on board the Nindira ship which was moored on the edge of a large river called the Cilaki river. All the crew members are there. Even plus 4 sturdy body guards who guard every corner of the ship. Raka greeted them politely and asked about their situation. Then he went into the guest room where Amara was.

He saw his sister was meditating to restore the state of his body. After being sure his sister was not lacking

what, Raka then goes to the upper bridge.

“How are you all beautiful ladies? Meet my new best friend, her name is Maya.”

Maya then introduced herself, after which she was welcome to go to the bathroom to clean up

and change clothes.

Raka began to ask about all the events that befell Amara.

Anjani explained, “The news about the Kampala monk's book is apparently a mere trap.

Many warriors who came to the island died amazing because of pitting souls against each other. Those who won were caught in a cave filled with poisonous vapors. This vapor comes out of the ground. Not only in the cave, this steam actually gradually covers the island, so it disperse the minds and energies of the warriors who are there.”

“Actually the fishermen had warned of the peculiarity of the coral island, but the warriors did not care about it and thought it was just superstition. Teapi after being there, the poisonous vapour messed with their minds and they fought each other. Those with low knowledge had even fallen unconscious before fighting.”

“From this disaster, the survivors are not up to 10 people. The number of warriors who came there was

about 150 to 200 people.”

“How can Amara survive?” ask Raka.

“Raden Ayu saw Candramawa the Spear of Satan. There was something strange about the warrior. Trailed him. It turned out that the strange swordsman left the Island. Feeling awkward, Raden Ayu ordered us to go and follow Candramawa. Not yet let our ship leave the coast, we saw the warriors around there were already in disarray and attacked Raden Ayu on the beach blindly. Raden Ayu was forced to kill them all, that was the only way he could survive. Because they've all gone crazy.”

“We then returned to pick up Raden Ayu who turned out to fall unconscious after winning the battle. Apparently due to the exertion of considerable power, Raden Ayu's defense broke down and the steam possessed him. Fortunately we managed to pick him up and bring him here. It had been 3 days that he had recovered his body. Now it's better.”

“Hmmm, our family really owes you. Thank you very much. I will convey this to ramanda,” Raka said sincerely.

“No need, raden. This has become our duty,” said the ladies in crowds.

Now there is another puzzle. Why did Candramawa leave the island? Did he feel any strangeness there? Or did it have something to do with the disaster? Did he go from there to come to the Devil Valley and set up a plan with Tanabasa?

Maya appears. She was very beautiful with a dress given by one of the ladies. Her hair is pulled up.

Her night robe was a bit translucent, making the shadows of her body even more beautiful. More heart-shaking.

Her face was pure white, her skin shared the color of milk. It is fitting that many men are tempted to see it. Just be fair

Tanabasa made him the lustful slave he loved most.

Raka looked at her while laughing teasingly, “His looks you may as well miss. Not ugly very.”

If you're an experienced man, you'll know how to flirt with women. Raka is the man who

experienced. Very experienced.

“As long as it does not make the master sick and nauseous, the servant is already very happy,” said Maya blushed. His bright eyes seemed to pierce through the night.

“Sit next to me. Let me play a song for you,” pinta Raka.

The night is getting late. The song is getting shahdu. The gaze deepens.

They are tiny, soulful creatures.

***

The next morning Raka woke up when the tip of her big toe was pulled around by someone. When he opened his eyes,

he saw his beautiful and agile sister was already laughing in front of him.

“Mara is better?”

“Already, dong. It even wants to go again,” said Amara casually.

“Eh miss bengal. You can't go out anywhere right now. At least for the next few weeks.”

“Ih, why?”

Not yet Raka replied, Amara heard a call from outside, “Ratu Ayu arrived. Greetings salute.”

Raka laughs, “That's why.”

Queen Ayu is the name for their mother. The most powerful female warrior in the world. Queen Ayu Goddess Kinanti Gandakusuma.