The Story of the Forecast Swordsman

Past Ki Aswina Part 2

The meeting with the king that day ended with a sense of regret in Aswina's heart. He contemplated Aswenda's departure with a deep wound in his heart. Aswina restrained her sleepiness overnight just to look at the dark sky. The sounds of insults and insults from his friends still ring in his ears. Shame, pain and hate enveloped the heart at that moment.

In the middle of the dark night, Aswina glanced sideways right in front of the gate of her house. There was a young man of his age who noticed his behavior that night. Seeing that Aswina didn't seem to care, "you seem to be Pasupati". The sentence sounded so slow in Pasupati's ears.

"Yes. It's me, Pasupati".

"Tumben you bothered to come here" said Aswina who was still busy looking at the sky without knowing Pasupati had been sitting on the side.

"Aswina, there is something strange that I want to tell you" said Pasupati while sitting back and enjoying the view of the night sky that was so dark.

Aswina looked over with curiosity. His forehead shriveled as if there was something serious that his friend would say. "Quick say!!!" answer short Aswina.

Pasupati looked at his colleague's face was full of seriousness. The young man took a deep breath before starting the conversation that night. "About Aswenda's death, my eyes are quite strange". Pasupati stopped her words when she saw Aswina's tears falling down profusely. She could not bear to see her best friend cry out miserably like that. "I'm sorry, if my words made you sad" Pasupati said.

Aswina tried to wipe away every drop of her tears. He did not want to look weak in front of others. "No, you're right. It feels weird". Aswina tried to calm the emotional turmoil and sadness inside her.

"Aswina, what other facts do you know?" Pasupati began to suspect and tried to uncover the mystery of Aswenda's death.

Aswina calmed down and told him everything she knew at the time of the incident. The moment where Aswenda as if slaughtered by a wolf demon. The two young men gave each other information until a bright path began to be found.

"Coupier, this sword is proof. Of the many wolf stealth yesterday, only those who attacked Aswenda using this sword" Aswina said while showing a sword that had stuck in the body Aswenda.

Pasupati looked at the sword carefully. Almost every inch of the sword was examined and matched. "Not wrong anymore. It's similar to hers".

Aswina and Pasupati begin to understand who is behind all this. They agree to work together to uncover the mastermind of Aswenda's death.

Time passes by approaching every kind of life on this earth. All grow and process following the laws of nature that cannot be avoided. A spinning wheel changes every position. From the successful above and then suddenly fell to the lowest position. Such was Aswina, now she was slumped in the bottom valley. A difficult position that traps his life.

When that very bad news began to blow to all the guards of the king. All the leading palace healers with tense faces entered the room. Aswina accidentally entered and witnessed the health condition of the prabu. With both eyes he saw the king helplessly gnawed at the disease. All the palace healers who are full experience raise their hands over the disease suffered by the prabu.

This wise king lay helpless on the bed. Dry face with a pus-filled ulcer wound from a scar the other day. His body was thin with breath beginning to sting. It seems unlikely that he will recover.

The king tried to get up and speak stammeringly, "Everything, whoever can heal me, will I get the rewards I deserve". So the word of the king while limp and unconscious.

All panicked and began to spread the word of the king throughout the land. Starting from the corner of the city to the remote village all the healers came to flock. But the results are still nil. The great king was still unconscious. In fact, the wound ulcer is getting worse almost finish the entire upper arm.

At his home, Aswina was in serious discussion with Pasupati. From the look of their eyes, it seemed to be in a precarious situation.

"What do you think of Pasupati?" ask Aswina to her friend.

"That problem I have decided. I feel like I failed to protect my friend. Aswenda was killed right in front of my eyes. And now I don't want to lose another" Aswina said, recalling Aswenda's departure.

"You mean you're gonna.....?" Pasupati fell silent in confusion with Aswina's reply.

Aswina smiled, "Right, from now on I will study medicine and will become a master of medicine".

Aswina looked back at Pasupati who could not say any more words hearing Aswina's life choices. "I will be the greatest healer, as well as a swordsman. I'll protect your friends and you're Pasupati. I'm not gonna let my friend get sick even to death".

Pasupati smiled seeing the spirit and seriousness of Aswina. He stood up then patted Aswina's shoulder while encouraging. "Alright I understand, I will investigate the mastermind of the Aswenda massacre, while you go to seek the science of medicine".

Aswina was so happy to hear the words of her friend. "I say thank you for your help, I'll be back. First, I'll heal the king".

The two friends eventually parted ways on their own. Aswina immediately prepared for a hilltop on the west bank. The hilltop of Tamba Waras is the name of where the researchers of medicine study.

By evening Aswina had reached the top of the hill in intent. He let go of his fatigue for a moment while observing the place. The top of the hill is quite sloping with a beautiful and quiet view. Occasionally the sound of birds chirping in the middle of the grove of trees. The wind blew breaking the silence and bringing coolness all over Aswina's body.

The sun began to dim on the west side with a shade of light in the afternoon cloud decoration. The beautiful scenery makes Aswina eager to start tapa brata semia. For many days the young man was undergoing a very heavy tapa. He does not eat or drink. The young man curbed all the passions he had in his mind.

Aswina's body began to be thin leaving the bones that make up the body. He did not move at all, despite the heat of the sun or the cold of the rain. His eyes remained closed in reverence for the Almighty.

Time passed, I don't know how many days Aswina was in such a condition. In the middle of a peaceful night filled with moonlight, a bright light figure approached him.

"Aswina, wakeup. Open your eyes!" shout that voice gently.

Hearing such a voice, Aswina slowly opened her eyes. "Please forgive me, I don't mean to disturb you".

"Aswina, I am the God of Medicine. I deign to descend into this world thanks to the firmness of your heart in asceticism. Well, tell me what you want?" the word of the god was with a bright radiance all over his body.

Aswina immediately lowered her head and worshipped the God of Medicine. "Hamba wants to heal our sick king. Please help me with all the knowledge of God in the field of medicine".

"Aswina, I will bestow upon you a holy book of medicine, keep it well. I will also give you sacred knowledge of all diseases and medicines. Come near here Aswina", cried the God of Medicine while handing over a book to Aswina.

Aswina immediately approached then lowered her head before the God of Medicine. The holy god's hand gave off a dazzling light to the eyes. The light moved in through the Aswina shrub covered in a headband.

After a few minutes, the light disappeared. "Aswina, use all this sacred knowledge wisely. I entrust it to you". The God of Medicine immediately disappeared without a trace leaving Aswina who was dumbstruck with all the events earlier. A holy book he immediately put into his clothes.

Aswina still felt strange with her head. He knows all the diseases and cures. He walked slowly in the cold of the night towards the palace to heal the king.