The Fragrant Soul
Chapter 8: In the Valley of the Devils
It is not difficult to ride the horizon. Raka is very adept at riding horses so it is easy for him to adjust his way when riding this great eagle. When traveling down the mountain peak, the great master of Mangkara Dharma has told him a lot of stories about the giant bird.
It turns out that the horizon is currently around 40 years old. He is a descendant of the great eagle belonging to Prabu
Brama. Currently this type of giant eagle is almost extinct, so it is very difficult to find a partner. Mangkara monks have assigned their disciples to search for female giant eagles but until now has not been fruitful.
There is one word mahaguru Mangkara Dharma that is now ringing directly in his heart, “Cakrawala is
companions. Not a pet. Treat him as your friend. Not as a mount. He is a free being, for he has the right to go and come wherever he likes. If you call him, make sure that you really need his help. Because someone should not trouble his best friend.”
Sukma Harum stroked the back of his new best friend's head. It was dark and very difficult to determine the direction.
Fortunately Raka had learned how to determine directions by reading the constellations in the sky. Armed with this, he was finally able to find his favorite ship that was docked at a dock.
Wuuuut wuuut.
The sound of the flapping of these wings gave rise to a considerable wind. The eagle landed smoothly on top
deck.
Anjati who happened to be on the deck to take care and clean the place
dumbstruck. He almost attacked the giant bird. Fortunately he quickly saw that his master was the one riding the strange mount.
“Raden!” he was shocked and happy.
“Shock yes, Anjati?”asked Sukma Harum while laughing at the surprise of his bodyguards.
“For the sake of the Gods, A..is this the magic eagle in those old stories, raden?”
Raka nodded as she replied, “Ya. The mother is the mount of Prabu Brama in the past.”
“Raden is home!” now his guards showed up to greet him. Like Anjati, they were shocked to see the animal whose chest was now being caressed by their master.
Seeing many people coming, the eagle was not afraid. He understood that these people were friends of
her best friend.
“Include them, Horizon. These are the guards I have considered my own sister. Anjati, Anjasih, Anjasih,
Andini, and Aristi.”
They all cram. The horizon looked at them. His sight seemed as haughty as a king. Then suddenly it shot upwards!
Wuuuuussssssssshhhhh!
“Great once!”
“For!”
“I want to have one too!”
Raka just smiled. “What were you guys doing?”
“No activity. Just sit around waiting for news from Raden and Anjani's brother,” Anjasih replied.
“No word from Anjani?” ask Raka.
“There. Two days ago a pigeon came bearing news,” Arti gave a small piece of cloth. Rabbet
open it and read it.
“It looks like it's going to be a storm soon. It won't be able to be patient. We all arrived on the island. Will investigate further.”
Sukma Harum hid his anxiety. Then heavy rain a few days ago brought a big storm to the small island.
“Mari in. I have something to tell you.”
***
Sukma Harum recounts his adventures over the past few days. Started his meeting with Amara and
The Spear of Satan, up to the events of the massacre and also his experience in the Padepokan Rajawali Sakti.
“Aristi, who exactly is the Demon Spear?” ask Sukma Harum.
“No one knows his real name and origin, who his teacher does not know. He appeared
just like that 5 years ago. Kill people he doesn't like. Admittedly, everyone he killed deserved to die,” explained Aristi. “Because of that, straight flow people no one wants to get rid of it. Even the misguided people may not seek things from him.”
“From the raden story, the spear is very scary,” Andini said.
“Such a move can only be taken out by those who train for life. Every second in
his life, every breath, is only used to throw spears,” Sukma Harum said with a sigh.
“It looks like he slept and went to ****** also carrying a spear,” Anjasih said which is a joke. It was a pity that no one laughed, as there was indeed nothing worth laughing about from the figure of the Demon Spear. Even Anjasih did not laugh at his own jokes.
“Aristi, who do you think is the person who disguised himself as me and murdered everyone in that house?” ask
Sukma Harum again.
Aristi thought for a while and said, “The person with the highest knowledge of disguise is Masayu Renjani.”
Hearing this name Sukma Harum trembar slightly. There are many stories about him and this woman.
“And at the moment, the beautiful woman is in the Devil Valley,” added Aristi.
Yes, Sukma Harum knows. Even he himself was the cause of Masayu Renjani being in that place. The Devil's Valley is
the dumping ground of criminals, murderers, robbers, rebels and those who commit gross lawlessness in Pajajaran. In addition to the death penalty, the law of banishment is what many fear.
Because who has gone in there, will never come out again.
But Sukma Harum is not sure. With the abilities possessed by Masayu Renjani, the woman certainly can
find a way to escape from there. Because he is “Tukoag Lying Number One World”. His job is to steal from the rich to share with the poor.
What caused him to be banished to the Demon Valley was because he was deceiving a prince and draining it out
his treasure. Sukma Harum was ordered by Prabu Siliwangi himself to arrest this woman. But Sukma Harum begged him not to be put to death. Instead, Masayu was banished to the Devil Valley.
“But the ability of silatnya still not able to fight everyone in the house. If only to survive and protect themselves from attack they certainly still can. But to slaughter them like that, is a bit less reasonable,” said Aristi.
“About who can?”
“Ke 5 bodyguards are people of the martial world are very high in knowledge. Of course the pay is very
expensively. They are Sura Wana the swordsman of Majapahit, Ki Langga Pasih the younger brother of Padepokan founder Wuwung Esa, Agasoka the Painter of Death, Birun Maung the Tiger of the North, and Wardisena the Golokan Death.”
Hearing these names all who were there shuddered. All that is called are top-class warriors. Their names are famous throughout the archipelago.
“Is it true that these people were killed in that house?” ask Arisiti to Sukma Harum.
“Ya true. I checked the body. From their clothes and weapons, it was most likely true that they were the victims. I also met them when the late Sri Murti visited me for the first time.”
“Means there are people who can disguise and have very great silat ability,” Aristi concluded.
“It looks like I have to pay a visit to the Devil Valley, maybe Masayu can give a little hint,” Sukma said
Fragrant.
“Raden sure? Lastly he threatened to kill raden if he met again,” Andini said.
Sukma Harum just laughed.
He closed his eyes and slept on the bed. These few days are exhausting. The next few days will
even more exhausting.
***
It takes 2 days to travel through the river to get to the Demon Valley area. Raka does not want to use Horizon for things that are not too emergency. Therefore he decided to use Nindira, his luxurious little ship.
It would still take another 1 day by land to get to the Devil Valley. This time Raka did not take her bodyguard because she already had a better plan. Once there, he met the head of the Demon Valley guard.
“Raden Raka? Well, what's the business that brought raden here? Can I help you?” ask the head guard named Sandika.
“Ah, brother Sandika is still on duty here? At home also apparently,” greet Sukma Harum sincerely. He knew the head of the guard. An honest and valiant young officer.
After a brief meeting Raka informed him of the intention of his arrival to the Valley of Devils.
“Raden, this place is a valley surrounded by very high cliffs, slippery, and many traps
deadening. In every corner there were countless bodyguards hiding in secret places. Whoever comes in, it won't be possible to get out. Very very difficult for Masayu Renjani to be able to get out of there,” clearly
Sandicas.
“Can I enter this village?” ask Raka.
“Direct orders from Gusti Prabu, anyone who enters, must not exit. There are no exceptions. Implore
sorry, raden.”
“What a Brother Sandika. I love that you keep the law even against your own people,” praise Sukma Harum. Continue, “But if no one knows I'm in and no one knows I'm out, this is certainly not against the law is it?”
“No one came in without us knowing.”
“Good. I had to undo my point. Thank you very much, Sandika. Can I stay here? It's dark.”
“Of course you can, raden.”
Of course Sandika understood the meaning of Harum Sukma. But he pretended not to know.
***
The night is very dark. Even the shadows disappear from the earth. Harum Sukma had changed into black clothes to help him infiltrate the area. When he came, he had already remembered the entire area, now the time to act.
Nimblely he infiltrated to and fro. Avoiding the bodyguards and guards that passed by in that place. Now it is at the end of the abyss. Once it jumps down, it will arrive at the Devil Valley.
But can he jump there? Basically invisible. The trees covered what was down there. It could be that his body will be greeted with arrows and secret weapons. Sukma Harum is still hiding behind the bushes, trying to make the most appropriate decision.
Then he decided to meditate. His teacher had taught him a very useful science
to him. Science “Cancala Sukma” which means soul vibration. Raka emptied all her thoughts. Behind the thickets of bushes and the darkness of the night, he was safe there.
After his mind was completely blank, he then placed both of his palms onto the ground. Then it was
channeling a very subtle vibrational energy. The vibrations he travels to earth, down the ground, into darkness. This vibration tells it the environmental conditions more clearly. All human beings, all animals, all trees and plants, even dried leaves and pebbles are all he can feel
her whereabouts.
The waves he channeled through this land could reach hundreds or even thousands of spears. A very scientific
great, but very rarely used. Because to be able to use this knowledge one must meditate long enough and must empty all his thoughts. And for Raka, emptying the mind is not an easy thing. There were too many things in his life that he could not just leave aside. Also, this science is very dangerous because if he is attacked suddenly, he cannot protect himself.
As soon as this wave spread, Raka began to memorize all the points that she felt were safe. All “seen”
vividly. After choosing and thinking about all the possibilities, Raka then closed the semedhi.
He opened his eyes. Everything was clear to him.
Sukma Harum moving. In the silence of the night, his movements could not be heard or seen at all.
He also had to move very quickly so as not to be caught by the guards. He knew all the points where he had to move. It knows the safest and most dangerous points. Each point must
get through it as quickly as possible.
One small jump, it had been on the slippery cliff face. A new small tree branch grew, becoming its temporary foothold.
How great the science of lightening his body is already unpredictable. That little twig
weak it doesn't even sway or bend when “alongenya”. The next point was a slippery rock bulge about 30 spears down the gorge.
The wusss!
Harum Sukma was already on top of that bulge.
Syuuttt.
He almost fell!
The stone is very slippery.
But with a swift flick of his fingertips moved. His index finger had stuck into the wall of the cliff made
from the rock. The finger held him back from his sudden fall. Raka held her breath. A small mistake can cause him to crash into the abyss and be met by hundreds of sharp and poisonous traps.
There are still 5 points that he pointed at. There were still many secret weapons and traps he had to dodge.
Everything was passed safely one by one. The last point is a tree at the end of it. He should be able to get to the top of the tree with one jump. Because if he doesn't, he'll be swallowed by those vicious traps hidden beneath the grass and bushes.
Raka took a deep breath. This jump is very far. He has never done it. But he should
try, because this is the only way. And all this time, he had never been disappointed with the science of lightening his body.
Swuuuussshhhw.
No one actually could hear his movements. Only the wind around itself can be able to “hear” his movements!
The jump was done simply. No beauty, no meek movements or
friskery. It just takes one simple jump. All movements and silatnya do require simplicity.
When perched on a tree, Sukma Harum looked up at the cliff. I didn't expect it to have gone down the cliff
that deep abyss. In his heart he laughed and shuddered to himself. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't be interested in doing so.
Sometimes by force, someone can do amazing things. Because of the forced, because,
someone can do very stupid things.
Sukma Harum does not know if he is an admirable person, or if he is a fool.
All he knew, he had to find Masayu Renjani. Where to look, he has no idea. Now he has
he was sure that he was a fool.
Descending from the tree, Sukma Harum is already in a safe place. At least no more guards and
a dangerous trap. But these are the most stressful moments. All the inhabitants of this valley are criminals, robbers, heretical figures who are very dangerous. Some of them may have a grudge against him.
Just now Sukma Harum came out of the forest covered with a pitch-black night, in front of which someone saw
lighting a bonfire. That guy's skinny flat. Her skin is pale white. In the dark night, his skin seemed to emit a strange light. Her hair is pulled up. His face is rarely. Some have already bleached. His eyes are prominent and round. Despite his looks
it looks weird, it looks like a joke. Sukma Harum approached him.
“Sampurasun (excuse me), ki sanak,” said. The person being called was a bit shocked as well. There was a man who was very handsome and was able to approach him without him knowing. Because indeed the steps of Sukma Harum do not have a voice. Not even
there was a sound of foot friction with the reraise.
“Eh..., rampes (please),” the answer is stunned. He looked down at Raka from top to bottom. Then while pulling his face, he said, “You're not a demon?”
Raka just laughed while shaking her head.
“You're not a villager here. I know everyone here. Who are you?”
“The name of the servant (servant) is Raka. I came here looking for a friend.”
“You came from up there?” ask the person while pointing at the top of the cliff. Raka nodded.
“Are you sane?” ask the guy again.
“Abdi (servant) not sure,” replied Raka while laughing.
“Actually I want to ask you how you got down here. But I'm more interested in asking about
who are you looking for.”
“Abdi is looking for an old friend named Masayu Renjani. Does ki sanak know him?”
It was a clear change in the face of that person. The skin of his face that had been pale from there, was now turning pale
any more. He stood up, picked up all his belongings, then ran while shouting, “I don't know him! Don't know!!!”
Leaving the pensive Fragrant Sukma alone.
Recalling what the woman was capable of, Sukma Harum could understand why the man had run away
algae rider. Even he himself did not want to meet the woman if not because of force.
If a woman has the nickname “Liar Number 1 in Dunia” then you can imagine what difficulties you will face. Harum Sukma did not want to imagine. The nickname was even Sukma Harum himself who gave it. In fact, Masayu Renjani has several nicknames that are more frightening. The most obvious nickname is “Devil Betina”. This is the nickname most often used by people in the martial world in the past against ruthless female warriors.
But now, there is not a single woman nicknamed “The Devil of Bethina”, because this nickname is already a right
masayu Renjani's. None of the female villains dared to use this name, for they were afraid that it would come to ruin their lives.
He was greatly feared not for his fighting ability, but for his ability to deceive people. If all manner of deceiving people in this world were combined, then the number would not necessarily reach half the way that the Devil Female could create.
Precisely all this time, the most difficult enemy Raka faced and conquered is this Masayu Renjani. So, he
I understand why that pale man ran away.
With a breath he set foot. I don't know where he should go. He decided to take direction
the opposite of the man who had gone. Indirectly, it can certainly be concluded that someone will go running away from something he fears.
The night is very dark. The trees are very thick and close. The reeds grow tall and the soil is very slippery.
Maybe dawn will soon come. Right now everyone is probably sleeping resting. Life in a place must be very heavy, if not enough rest, where can survive?
Now Sukma Harum has been able to find simple houses and cottages. The dumping ground of these criminals has turned into a village. This may be a natural way for humans to survive. Together, of course, everything can be done easily.
There are rice fields, there are gardens, there are trees whose fruit is ripe and fresh. There are also livestock and pond animals
fishes. Sukma Harum will not be surprised if it turns out in this place there is a kind of small market where people sell and exchange needs.
While still cool to enjoy the atmosphere around it, suddenly the door of a house opens. The house that came out
has a pretty scary stature. Big body, bald head, and only one eye.
“Hey you!” in a place like this there is no language of courtesy.
Sukma Harum nodded his head and smiled at him.
“You're new here?”
“True. Just came,” replied Sukma Harum.
“Come in!”
Raka just obeyed and went inside the house. It was so dark because there was only light
the candle that illuminated the hut. But Raka could see the contents of the furniture inside the hut was very simple. There was only a couch, a table, and a few drinking jugs on it. There was also a plate of boiled fruits, it seemed to have been cold as well.
“What's your name?”
“My name is Raka.”
“What's your crime?”
“People accuse me of slaughtering some people,” replied Raka.
Like the person who first met earlier, this person looked at him from top to bottom, then said “You
lie. You don't have the look of a killer.”
“I feel that way too. Honey they don't believe.”
Back the guy looked at him deeply, “Here you can't carelessly.”
Sukma Harum nodded and said, “I understand.”
“Rest only here. Tomorrow when it's clear you can walk again. There are many traps at night, and
too dangerous,” said the man. “Oh yes, my name is Tingganu. I've been here 4 years.”
Sukma Harum was polite by not asking the reason why Tingganu was thrown into this valley. He then
ask, “About how many people live in this Valley?”
“The exact number only the guards know. According to my estimate about 2500 to 3000 people.”
“Wah, many also yes.”
Tingganu just glared. He then passed to the table and poured the water from inside the jug into a cup. Then he pushed the cup to Sukma Harum. “Minum. Arak to warm the body. After that go to sleep. I'm going to sleep too.”
Raka accepted the cup with gratitude. Tingganu immediately threw himself onto the cot. It
lying right next to Raka who was still leaning against the wall of the hut made of woven bamboo.
Tingganu fell asleep quickly. Now his voice sounds so loud. Raka just laughed grimly. It
then he lifted the cup to his mouth and poured it out. After that he lay down beside the man.
Before long, there was a sound of complaint from Raka's mouth. “Oh, my chest is hot. My eyes are twitching.
happens...what happened?” He got up from his fall and immediately fell staggering.
Tingganu quickly got up and held him back, then said, “Eh, dizzy handsome boy huh? Here brother hug
let it not fall.”
As soon as he hugged Raka, he immediately took the path of Raka's blood so that the young man could not move. It's lali
swigging lips to kiss Raka's lips. It turned out that this big tall man was a same-sex pecnta!
Not until his foul-smelling mouth was touching Raka's lips, knowing the movement of the big tall man
stalled. Raka has spotted it!
“It turns out you're a disgusting pervert,” Raka said calmly. Tingganu looked at him with eyes
goggling. He had poisoned wine and shot it, why is this handsome young man healthy in fact can come back to punch him.
“One kiss I know that wine you poisoned. I just pretended to drink it and drip it into my arm
clothes when lifting the cup. I had expected you to punch me, because then I was prepared to move the path of blood.”
Tingganu was unable to say anything as his entire body was already stiffened. Even his mouth
already stiff. Sukma Harum then presses the point that opens the jaw so that he can talk.
“You....who are you?”
Sukma Harum did not answer. He even checked the entire contents of Tingganu's clothes. Found a bottle of poison, and
some secret weapons are poisonous. Behind the waist there is a thin cleaver with a black wooden sheath. At the end of the hilt was the size of a horse's head.
“Seeing from your characteristics, as well as the weapons you are holding, as well as seeing your behavior, you must be the Buffalo Face
Horse. Devil rapist fellow male,” said Sukma Harum.
The devil just stares.
“I hear, your victims are already too many. I'd like to kill you. But that seems too
good for you,” Raka said.
“What do you want to do, hi shithead?”
Braaaaaakkkkk!
Unmerciful Sukma Harum kicked his crotch until the man lapsed into the bamboo wall and was thrown outside the hut. Can not imagine how great the pain when “gada sakti” and “ball iron” destroyed instantly.
“Aaaaaaa...aaaaaaaaaaaaaa....
In his screams he almost fell unconscious.
Sukma Harum just muttered, “I am not a hater of fellow lovers. I just hate it when you guys use disgusting ways. I heard you even preyed on little kids as
your lustful satisfier.”
“Kkkk...kkkkk He can't say anything more. The pain had destroyed his consciousness.
Harum Sukma walked away from the place with an irritated heart. Forever he hated the most cunning, who only dared to the weak.
Not how far stepped many people who have come to gather there. Maybe because I heard the sound of the wall collapsing. Raka then said, “Sorry, I am looking for a woman named Masayu Renjani. Can anyone help me?”
Seeing the state of the shredded hut falling apart, the state of Tingganu fainting on the ground, everyone who was
coming in could already guess what had happened. They have also been moaning against the Horse Face Buffalo who famously likes to rape men and kill them secretly. They have no evidence and cannot punish him.
Once they knew that this handsome man before them had defeated the Horse Face Buffalo without being injured in the slightest, they became even more miserable.
“What business with him?” ask one of the.
“Beliau?” in the heart of Sukma the Heart is chuckling. Apparently the woman had been able to pin the nails of her power in this valley so that she gained the respect of the people. “I am his best friend,” said Raka.
“Sringggggg!”
As soon as Raka said that, everyone there then pulled out their respective weapons. Want it not to be
a little bit too.
The attack came without warning. The machete and sword snatched ferociously. With a single step, Raka had already managed to save herself from the gaman vortex. The movement is not beautiful, nor is it amazing. The movement is very simple. But in that simplicity lies infinite depth.
Raka did not want to waste a long time. He stuck out his hand. The fingers are thick and full of veins
the strong one moves. In the blink of an eye all the swords and cleaver were cut off. His two fingers moved like scissors. The iron and steel were cut off like sheets of paper!
“Sukma Fragrant!”
Everyone then realizes who they are dealing with.
Although he had never met, the story about the prowess and height of the science of a rich handsome young man
raya nicknamed Sukma Harum they must have heard. All of them then threw their broken weapons onto the ground. A broken weapon is no use.
Even if the weapon is still intact, there is still no use holding it in front of a Harum Sukma.
“Why are you all attacking me?” asked Raka calmly.
“Because we were ordered like that,” replied one of the.
“By whom?”
“By Grand Lord Tanabasa.”
Sukma Harum's whole life had never heard of that person. For all he knows, the title of Tuang Agung or Yang Dipertuan Agung is a title for kings and nobles in Melaka. “Take me to meet with the Great Lord,” pinta Raka.
They shook almost in unison. One then said, “Great Pour can not be found.”
“Why?”
“If he wants, he will meet you.”
“Oh? Even better,” seloroh Raka.
“But if he comes to see you, chances are you won't be able to see anyone again.”
“Hmm. Very enticing. Will you tell me who this terrifying Great Lord is?” ask Raka.
“He is the ruler of this place. Everyone bow to him. He competed for power with Gusti Masayu Renjani. He ordered us, anyone who claims to be a friend or ally of Gusti Masayu Renjani must be destroyed.”
Sukma Harum nodded at this explanation. Then he asked, “Where can I meet Gusti Masayu Renjani?”
“He was hard to find. But if you take this road and continue south, then you will arrive
in his area of power.”
“Good. I'm asking myself. Sorry if we hit it off. As my apology, greet all the brothers receive this,” he then hands over a small piece of gold. The men received the small lump with wide eyes.
Said one, “You came here with stuff like this? Be careful because you
will be the target of everyone”.
“Good, I understand. Thanks for the warning. I'm asking myself.”
He stepped quietly. Anyone who wants to go after it, may try.
