THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER LV
The ringgit forest.
A strong gust of wind ravaged the trees inside
forestland. The shrieks of power in hitting everyone inside
the circle of trees that are falling. They direct both palms
his hands forward, launched an energy within. Where are the female creatures
half the snake that was fending off the attack by wagging its tail
repeatedly into the air.
The unbalanced fight has been going on almost
for days. Fatigue began to approach the four humans wearing ties
red batik motif head.
Their energy was drained away by the female snake demon
in front of him. But the resistance carried out distributed smoke in the air. Tak
anything against that creature.
“Hi..chi. Give all your abilities fool man”.
“Devil accuser slur you!” the leader formed a ball attack
a great fire from his hand.
“Blaaas. Kretek...cretek!”
The creature was covered by a hot flame that burned the whole
his body. Its flames even devoured a hundred meter wide tree
behind him.
There was no movement from the devil. The four elders
smile relieved. They glanced at each other and nodded slowly.
The chief raised his hand as a sign of the fight
be over. One of them approached the body of the stealth woman. Dismissing
with the stick he was carrying. A small speck of ash spread into the air. And smell
meat began to run around him.
“How's Diro?” shouted the chairman.
“Dead ki! Only the tail is as ether!”
“Go from there!”
“Ya ki!”
Ki Jarwo, the chairman sits cross-legged. Cast a spell and
he slapped his hand three times to the ground.
“Duuaaar!”
The sound of a very loud explosion was heard followed by movement
the ground is headed to the ashes of the creature.
Wind circling Darsi's body. Turn around for a while on the spot
the same, then the vortex flew back towards the Nogo cave.
Not long after, Ki Jarwo returned to commute and
put your hands to the earth.
“Siuuut-fr. Wut..wut”.
“Playak..pletak” fallen trees also began to stand back.
Occupy the position where they were originally embedded. The place is back shady.
The elders who originally only saw the activities of Ki Jarwo also, joined
sit cross-legged and do a semedi. Ask the Creator to
restoring it.
Shortly thereafter, we heard the rusty jungle chicken.
Connected with bird squeaks on a branch. Even a gentle wind blows.
Impregnated with the rays of the sun that shyly show themselves.
Soon enough, warmth surrounded the originally ravaged forest
poranda as a result of the fight of four village elders with the snake demon.
When the traces of the fight are no longer visible. Fourthly
set foot to the ground. And, “Puuf”, they disappeared.
***
Meanwhile in Prigen village.
The villagers welcomed the arrival of the elders with
joys. The lurah also received them in the pendopo.
“Good Man. We ran out of energy but in the end
the creature died”.
Swiping his beard, “So the mothers can calmly keep
the baby, Ki?”
“Betul, starting tonight they do not need to sleep with worry
lah”.
“Thank you, Ki”.
“Sama-sama”.
Then a young man approached Pak lurah and
whisper something. He also nodded in understanding.
“Em. The villagers wanted to make a salutation
as a sign of our thanks. Are you all ready to come?”
“When is Radjiman?”
“Two days from now Ki”.
Jarwo counted with his fingers. Then, “night friday kliwon
yes?”
“Betul, is there anything that does not fit?”
“Hem no. We'll come tomorrow the day after tomorrow. Do not forget to
setting up a complete session in tampah”.
“Good ki”.
Stare at his three men for a while and nod.
“We said to Radjiman”.
“Please ki”.
“Puff”.
Two days later.
The busyness in Prigen village pendopo is extraordinary. On top of
the stage looks like the puppeteer is arranging puppet leather equipment with
stick it on the stem of banana leaves.
The cantrik helped by occasionally asking, ‘what
the arrangement is correct?’ Only a nod of the head given by the
masterminds.
Behind them are the nayogo who are also preparing
gamelans. And some of Radjiman's helpers helped organize the room with
roll out mats.
In the kitchen, mothers prepare food. Yellow rice
his side dish. And cakes wrapped in banana leaves. Smoke from
kitchen cook stoves too, billowing in the air.
Many small children were running around in the spacious pendopo yard.
No one scolded them, so with the freedom of the activity
exercised.
Even two-year-olds fell. A moment later
stand back and chase after his older friend. Screams and laughter
happiness comes from there.
Radjiman and the village manager, sitting while sucking
tobacco pillinan. On the table served fried yams also some ‘nogosar’, food
the one wrapped in banana leaves. They chatted and laughed occasionally, when
it leads to funny things.
Not felt, the sun also slipped to the west. The afternoon changed with
nightly. The servants in the pendopo began to turn on the lights made of
bamboo. Plugging it in every corner, so that turns the darkness into
brightest.
The place also became quiet. Everyone who was there started
go back to each other's homes to get better. Because in a minute
the show will start.
