The Thousand Mask Warrior

Daab

Jayaseta was inflamed hearing the news that floated through the air like the tendrils of the vines. He seems to have been so careless to hear the title of his shortness used by irresponsible people for their own sake, no matter what it is. The worst, is that events involving his nickname occur in front of his nose.

"The more I let it go, the more it annoys my servant, Datuk," Jayaseta complained to Datuk Mas Kuning.

Jayaseta is definitely not a perfect man full of wisdom. In many ways he was patient, not grusa-grusu and full of calculations. But he also laughs and is often carried away by lust. Shortness of blood, however, exploded and smouldered within his soul. The great name that created his identity is now used by foreigners in a way that is contrary to the values and philosophy of life and its shortness.

Datuk Mas Kuning took a deep breath. He smiled and looked at Jayaseta with shade in his eyes. "It's time for you to leave, Jayaseta. Too long you wait in Malacca, too complicated also problems that can happen," said the Datuk agreed.

Surprisingly, with the consent of this Grandfather, Jayaseta even became wondering. Because is not the Datuk who often ask Jayaseta to estimate everything first before deciding? Even the Datuk who asked Jayaseta and others to delay for a moment their trip to Ayutthaya while seeing the development of state relations and the issue of statehood of the Malays and Siamese. This time, the grandfather agreed.

On the other hand, Dara Cempaka looked at her husband's eyes with surprising confidence. "It's time we left, Jayaseta's brother. Sister can not just accept the name of brother used for evil interests. Although the sister also does not know how the path of destiny, whether we will intersect later with anyone who claims to be my brother, we must still go to Ayutthya. The younger sister is reluctant to make Jayaseta's older brother and the other brothers fuss over taking care of the younger sister" said Dara Cempaka. His words did not sound weak or complain, on the contrary even everyone was aware, this journey should be continued immediately. Not just to treat Dara Cempaka, but fulfill destiny.

Siam smile. Without warning, he stood up and asked the attention of everyone in the room, namely Jayaseta, Dara Cempaka, Datuk Mas Kuning, Baharuddin Labbiri, Narendra, Katilapan and his own friend, Ireng. "Well, I guess. We must go to Ayutthaya soon. As we know that the borders will be tighter. We will definitely be thought of as Malays, and that's no real problem. The main problem is the goal. I've prepared this," said Siam while pulling a large roll of cloth.

Excitedly, Siam unrolled the cloth and saw some sharp weapons blades.

"These swords are called daab. Not everyone has to take it. Jayaseta, Narendra and Katilapan must obviously take him. Ireng and Ireng brought enough Siamese daggers" said Siam.

They're confused.

"Aren't the people of Siam going to check on us? By carrying a long sword like this, will they be suspicious and will accuse us of doing bad things in Ayutthaya?" ask Jayaseta.

"Ah, look, Jayaseta. We have to show the Ayutthaya people that we are used to traveling to their country. Language business, let it be my part. In essence, the examiners know that we are familiar with their country. The weapons we carry can be matched with their typical weapons. If these expensive swords were seized by them, it would not be a problem. The important thing is that we can get into Ayutthaya" Siam explained.

This explanation does not seem to be approved. There are still a lot of details that need to be broken down well.

As they went deeper into this, the ship that Jaka Pasirluhur boarded has been anchored in Malacca since its departure thirty days ago. It took him half a day for the skipper to tether the trading jungles. However, the news about the lunge of the Thousand Mask Swordsman on the border of Ayutthya Kedah had first climbed onto the deck of the ship and reached the ears of the puffer from Banyumas even before he stepped on the land of Malacca.

He felt the weapons of Kudi and the mask of Penthul Tembem in his cloth bundle. His pair of eyes glazed over. He prepared his soul for the journey of proceeding to Kedah perhaps even to Ayutthaya.

But of course, where does he know that there are other figures who will intersect with the fabric of his destiny until three days before: Yu, Pratiwi and Fong Pak Laoya.