The Wira Satriaji
Outdated Book
Sewindu passed quickly, until now the age of Wira Satriaji has reached sixteen years, but he also has not returned, probably because the time of the incident occurred his memory has not been much, but he also has not been, so there's nothing the boy can remember.
Wira Satriaji grows up to be a dashing young man, with mature brown skin, a dashing young man. despite his young age but maturity is already a body. in his soul, it is due to the state of his new family's life
forcing him to work hard.
Like his father, Ki Yatno, Wira Satriaji also worked as a pelvic worker in the port.it also affected the condition of his muscles are increasingly athletic.
As today, Wira Satriaji is waiting for the merchant ship to dock, if anyone docked then the work will be there for him.
"Ship approaching!!" shouted the master who employed Wira and other pelvic workers.
The fallen hero Satriaji quickly walked to the beach and prepared himself for work.
From the ship came out a merchant along with his bodyguard, a rich merchant carrying various kinds of valuables, and certainly merchandise from the other country.
"Let's all work!!" shouted the master of the workers.
Hearing the commander of his master the pelvic workers begin to work, and in a short time all the contents of the ship have been lifted out, the merchant was satisfied with the workings of the pelvic workers.
"Your men work well, can anyone work for me??" ask the merchant to the master who hires pelvic workers.
"My teller wants you to wear it? They have nothing but master energy, free!"
"Is that it??" the merchant said disappointed.
The merchant paid for the sweat of the pelvic workers and left because his request was not responded by the pelvic labor masters.
"Just want to wear my men. One of my men is reduced, the money for me is also reduced," muttered the master of the pelvic workers.
"Hey .. all of you! come here!!" his shout called out to all the resting pelvic laborers.
Satriaji's men and other pelvic workers' friends gathered, they knew they were going to get paid.
After receiving the payment, although the few pelvic workers returned, their faces were quite disappointed, as usual, their energy was not paid as much from their fatigue, he said, but rather than not eating they continue to be pelvic workers in the harbor.
"Have you gone home, Satriaji??" ask Bu Surti
"Tumben fast really??" buk Surti asked.
"Yes Mom! Deserted port. This is only Satriaji's income," replied Wira Satriaji while giving all her work for the day.
"You don't want to hold Satriaji's money??" say Surti buk while holding the money given by Wira.
"No Ma'am, Satriaji does not need money, currently Satriaji prefers to eat only," said Wira Satriaji smiling.
"Just eat what you have in mind, it's mom's already prepared in the kitchen."
The hero Satriaji walked into the kitchen and ate with his heart.
Finish eating Wira Satriaji sitting in the middle of the room pensive alone.
Pondering what??" ask buk Surti to surprise Wira.
"Mother? Just be surprised!"
"There's no mother!" Satriaji is just tired." replied Wira Satriaji
"Satriaji, I think you should just sleep in the back and start later tonight.You're all grown up, there's no way we're going to sleep in three."
"Hehehe!!
"Yes buk, Satriaji thought so too Ma'am. Then Satriaji cleaned the back cabin
yes Mom!"
Wira Satriaji did not wait for an answer from his mother, he walked towards the old cottage behind their house.
Satriaji cleaned up because it would be a new room for him.
Bukkkk!!
Something fell and hit Satriaji's head.
"Ow ... What is it??" Wira Satriaji cried and saw something fall.
"What is this??" Satriaji picked up something that turned out to be an obsolete book.
"How can this obsolete book be on top?? Who put this thing in there??"
Wira Satriaji was still staring up, and his eyes saw a small crate that had been corked.
"It looks like this old book is stored in the crate, because it is consumed by the age of the crate is exhausted in eating termites." muttered Wira Satriaji and poked at the old crate with a broom in his hand.
Bruckkk!!
The crate immediately broke to pieces because it fell in addition to the old inedible age.
Wira Satriaji noticed that something was glowing like fruit.
"What is this??" Wira Satriaji.
"I'd better put it here, who knows if it's poisonous fruit."
The hero Satriaji wrapped the glowing object which Satriaji said was poisonous and put it down.
Wira Satriaji opened a worn book nearby, Wira saw pictures of someone who was practicing various breathing techniques.
Satriaji's hero tilted his head left and right, as if he did not understand what the pictures meant
in that old book.
"What'sthis?? Is there a way to breathe? This book is useless" said Wira did not care about the old book. Wira Satriaji threw away the old book like it was useless.
"Who wrote that book?
Does he have no job?"
"Breathe like this!"
Wira Satriaji breathed in and took it off, as scorned the picture and the author of the old book.
After finishing cleaning his new room Wira Satriaji began to fall down, but his eyes were back on the old book.
"But it can't be drawn if it's useless. There must be something stored in this book," muttered Wira Satriaji and returned
grab that old book.
The hero sat down and flipped
that old book.
"There are no secrets in this book.
Really useless book. Just pictures and pictures. Totally free!" gerutu Wira Satriaji's.
Satriaji again laid down his body, but strangely he did not feel calm, the mind returned to the picture in the old book.
The intelligent soul of the Hero Satriaji rebelled, and,
he wanted to find out what secrets the old book contained.
Arghhh!!
"why me? I shouldn't have thought about the book. But it came to my mind."
"Good! I'm gonna try to find you again, let's go find out what secrets you're keeping?" muttered Wira Satriaji and as from the beginning of Wira Satriaji flipped through the old book.
"Free, totally free! Nothing special" muttered Wira Satriaji.
The prank idea came in the head of Wira Satriaji.
"Well, I'll try it,"
Wira Satriaji saw the first image and positioned himself as in the position in the picture.
The hero feels warmth from that position, even that warmth radiates to the entire body of the Satriaji Hero, and it makes the Hero feel calm.
Wira Satriaji trained breathing techniques in the picture, Wira Satriaji took a breath and felt peace to all the vessels of his body. Wira Satriaji felt his body very light like cotton. And unconsciously the Hero overslept.
"Eh what is this? How could this happen!" wira said when he woke up from his sleep.
"Could it be because of the breathing technique I tried last night??"
