The Fragrant Soul
Chapter 36: The Second Idea
After Shiva Baruna's train disappeared in the darkness, Antasena opened his voice. “Crazy right. You beat him in just 3 moves!”
Raka sighed, “Thank you. That's the last move. If that style fails, either I have to use what style.”
“If it was that powerful version of his sword style, I'm sure the palm version would be much more powerful. Suitable for me!” Antasena is known as the empty-handed swordsman nicknamed the Hand of Thunder.
“Secure Heart Sword from Shiva Baruna Raden was very powerful. I've heard that his sword style also comes from China.”
“Chinese warriors are great indeed. The science of their creation feels terrible,” said Antasena.
“I think it's the same. The Nusantara warriors were no less great at creating science. Also, the Chinese warriors came here right because they wanted to test the prowess of the Nusantara warriors. If not for the names and knowledge of famous Indonesian warriors in China, it is impossible for Chinese warriors to want to travel to here,” said Sukma Harum.
“Betul also. Plus Nusantara area was once the center of Buddhism so that warriors from all over the world came here to deepen their religion.”
“True. Do not forget Nusantara is also an area of trade routes passed by people all over the world. I want to join Oey Kim Seng. Travel around the world to trade.”
“Ngomog - by the way you told me about the first idea. Do you have a second idea?” ask Antasena.
Raka nodded. “The second idea is that Reksa Bauweda is the culprit.”
“Adik of the princess Kaloka!”
“Yes. Reportedly he is a very smart man. Reportedly he also understands the science of silat, even though his body is paralyzed next door.”
“What's the reason he did all this?”
“Of course to master the treasure. He knew he was a cripple. He will not be king of Kaloka. He killed his own brother, then slandered me as the culprit.”
“Why did he slander you as the culprit?”
“There must be a scapegoat, right?” tukas Raka's.
“I understand. But why should you be the scapegoat?”
“For a long time I thought about this. At first I thought because maybe I was the only person capable of doing this all, so Mutual actually did this for me to be the accused.”
Continue Raka, “But this possibility is a bit unreasonable. Because if Mutual has managed to kill everyone and control his property, he just does it secretly. No one will suspect it.”
“Betul. If he did it secretly, none of these events would happen, and he could disappear with his entire fortune.”
“Nah, means there's another reason why he ‘involves’ me. The second possibility, probably was because he had a grudge against me. By slandering me, the people of the martial world will seek me out and kill me.”
“But what revenge did he have on you?” ask Antasena.
“That's. We have never met before and as far as I know, I have never done anything to her,” replied Raka.
“Maybe you killed someone he loved.”
“I remember I've never killed a woman.”
“Maybe he likes same-sex.”
“I thought for a long time that you were crazier than me. But this could make sense. I'll investigate this deeper. Maybe in the past I've killed a same-sex lover. Or at least, maybe I've dated his girlfriend.”
“This makes the most sense! You must have taken his girlfriend!”
Raka pensively for a moment. Apparently he was thinking about various possibilities and also remembered which women he had dated.
“Indeed the most resourceful is that Reksa used Bratagini Roof to kill people. But one thing that makes him free from this conjecture is, why is Bratagini's roof in the pool at Masayu Jenar's headquarters?”
“Means he has a man!”
“Absolutely. It does not work alone.”
“Is one of Renjani's men an accomplice? Maybe her lover?”
“Or even Masaya Renjani herself is her lover?” tukas Raka's.
“Yes! Could be! Could be!”
“But why did Renjani hide Bratagini's roof in the pool? It still doesn't make sense. Wouldn't it be better for the weapon to be stored on its own?”
“Hmmm, that's right too. Or maybe Renjani is not his accomplice. Except his men. That guy who put Bratagini Roof in the pool to slander Renjani,” gaga Antasena.
“So who?”
“You remember the figure Maya told you? A well-built figure who always wears a black robe?”
“Ya right! I remember him! So he's her accomplice?”
“I have a little idea, but I'll test it first. Now, I want you to tell me first about Candramawa.”
“Ah shit! You're making me curious! Tell me who the black robe figure really is! You were suspicious of Candramawa so you told me to stalk him. Is he really Candramawa?”
“Still uncertain. If it turns out he's not the one, it means I'm making a slander. You know my habits. I have to prove the culprit first, then I can tell you.”
“Lah! Since you gave me ideas, is that not slandering?”
“I gave you my ideas we both tested it.”
“Nah now tell me who the black cloak is that put the senajta in the pool. Let's test it together!”
“For that matter, it can no longer be chat-tested like this. Must be tested directly. Be patient. I'll take you to test it.”
“Good. Now hear me tell you about Candramawa the Demon Spear.”
Raka nodded. He poured the wine into the cup.
“After finding it, I stalked it carefully. It is very difficult to do it because he has a sharp instinct. Wrong just a little, I can be caught.”
That's exactly why I asked you to stalk him. Raka said in his heart. He didn't want to say that he was worried about cutting Antasena's story.
“You know what he does every day? Practicing silat in the forest alone. Because keeping the rules of the martial world, when he practices, I don't want to peek. He practiced for a long time every day. From morning to midnight. Stop just to eat. In the morning wake up, practice again until sleep. As soon as it continues.”
“Kuhitang, 3 days once he went outside the forest. Searching for people to kill.”
“Hmm. Ganas right.”
“But indeed, as per the news heard, the people he killed were those who did deserve to die.”
“Who are they?”
“As far as my reconnaissance, there are 4 people. Sutalaksana, a whore of a brothel who turns out to sell underage girls to striped noses. Ki Janggawesi, a black world swordsman whose work blackmails the merchants in coastal areas. Then there's Kasmana, the striped-nose swordsman the flower picker. Everywhere his work deceives girls and impregnates them. The latter was a royal official who allegedly stole people's money but was not proven in court.”
“Besides spear training and killing people, what else does it do daily?” Raka Laughter.
“If not practice he goes to feed jungle cats, tigers, and such!”
“Eh?”
“Why?”
“This answers another one of my ideas, but it might just be a coincidence,” said Raka.
“About what?”
“Bahwa Candramawa is the first child of the Damara family.”
“That missing it?”
“Iya. I didn't tell you that he went missing while searching for his lost cat.”
“Hah! Which might be a coincidence. If you say so, then it is almost certain that Candramawa is indeed the missing child.”
“This does still need to be proven.”
Author's Note:
This chapter is the last chapter here. I will release this story in print form. For more info, you can contact via chat.
