The Princess Of Mojopahit

Siti Hinggil Petil (2)

Smart fortwo passion Aksa continues to divide the streets of Bejijong Village Trowulan Subdistrict. Towards Petilasan Siti Hinggil.

After parking his vehicle in the shade. Aksa immediately headed to the counter. Fill out the guest book and insert a piece of donation money.

Since first entering the Siti Hinggil area, Aksa felt the cold. Around the area are many large trees that make you shady. Making the atmosphere look beautiful.

Not to mention around the firecrackers that are still in the form of rice fields.Adding to the beauty of the location.

Ica has been snapping her phone cameras everywhere. Both with a waphoto or both with Aksa.

At the entrance were two ancient archways. Check in there are pundits and buildings that are elevated.

Siti Hinggil is a Javanese language. Siti means land and hinggil means high. So Siti Hinggil means high land or great land. It can be said that because Siti Hinggil is believed to be the founder of the Majapahit kingdom.

Yupzz Raden Wijaya's seminary.

Various ornaments typical of Java and Majapahit add its own peculiarities of the petilasan.

Inside the petilasan area there is also a tomb that is believed to be the tomb of Raden Wijaya founder and first King of Majapahit.

In addition to Raden Wijaya, there is also a meal of Kanjeng Ratu Gayatri, Empress Raden Wijaya. The Garwo Paddy. Tomb of Dara Petak who is the second wife of Raden Wijaya and Dara Jingga the third wife of Raden Wijaya. Both are Garwo concubines.

In addition to the four, there are also the tombs of Ki Sweep Jagad and Ki Sweep Wind. Believed to be Raden Wijaya's aide. Because the location of his tomb is outside the main building complex.

Ica takes Aksa around while telling her about Siti Hinggil.

"Mas Aksa..."

Brug

Ica just fell to the ground.

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Ica is in a village with a house form of gedeg (woven bamboo) roofed with clay isth.

Ica spread her gaze to the right and to the left.

Trying to guess where he is now.

Because he has never been to a village or hamlet like this.

Especially as the conditions get darker. Each house starts lighting in its own home. Not electric lighting, but outboard lights.Oblek. As called.

Ica is getting further and further away. Either he himself does not know where to go. Just take a walk. Enjoying a night he had never seen before.

Perhaps if there was an Oppi Mbah or Yun Mbah he could ask, the name of the Hamlet.

Ica so remembered the stories of Mbah Oppi, Mbah Yun about the past. When there is no electricity.

Ica re-connects her Mbak story with the atmosphere tonight. There's something different.

Ica thought back.

Ica sat in a building like a wooden patrol post.

Ica was still sitting while observing the village. His curiosity was greater than his fear.

And when Ica looked at her. Ica realized the clothes she was wearing were not jeans and a denim shirt anymore.

Ica who now wear typical Javanese clothing first. The design is still covered with a long thin cloth. There is some jewelry on the neck, hands and ears.

Ica fumbled the jewelry that was stuck to her body. Not ordinary jewelry. Ica could feel the price of the jewelry she was wearing was very expensive. The texture and color are different from jewelry on the market.

"Weight." Mumbled

"The ear looks like there's a jewel." Ica felt earrings on her ears that felt heavier than she used to wear.

Ica leaned back her body, interjecting her tingling legs and feeling sore, hoping that someone was passing by so she could ask.

But hope remains hope. For nearly two hours, no one was seen passing by.

"Are they asleep now?" The Ica kepo.

Ica almost closed her eyes, as someone shouted, "Ndoro... Ndoro Adisty...."

"I know that name once, but who does?" Ica turned her head left right looking for a figure whose name was shouted at by a woman she estimated to be in her fifties.

The woman who was screaming, stopped in front of Ica gasping for breath.

"Ndoro. dalem peril peken perimeter hamlet mboten nemok aken Ndoro. Lha kok Ndoro ten mriki, to piyudai."

(Miss.I went around the market, traveling around the village could not find Miss. Turns out Miss is here alone. ) The eyes of Ica widen The mouth is rounded to form a spontaneous "O. It turns out that Mom was looking for herself.

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