Three Swordsman
Episode 19's
THE CHAPTER 19
Banara and Beloved Concubine
Geger Hurstu Bhumi is over. Commander Banara was very surprised at the event. He did not expect that the State Teacher or his personal teacher who became the culprit of the treason action against the King of Bengal, his brother.
Fortunately, the concussion could be resolved soon. The lunge of young warriors is extraordinary. Deft and full of vigilance.
The trap of Hrastu Bhumi and his frangipani, slick and slippery whatever succeeded in the spill all.
Only one is unfortunate. Hurstu Bhumi as the brains behind the makar managed to escape capture, although it was already injured in a very severe.
After the death of Hurstu Bhumi, the position of the State Teacher is now empty.
Banara has opened the opportunity for qualified and powerful martial world leaders to become State Teachers, but until now still not filled with the position.
If you think about the lunge of Hrastu Bhumi, why in the inner corner of Banara heart feel there is a strange impulse?
There was something warming and bubbling from within his soul.
So challenging and full of fun.
Uh,..Banara, quickly expel the strange taste that arises.
Especially when he saw his beautiful new concubine coming to him, who was busy relaxing and a little dreamy.
Alamanda is the latest concubine who has not long inhabited the palace of Kamayudha belonging to the Banara Commander.
Alamanda was the son of a tycoon in the Northwest of Asoka State, Sugiharta who owned dozens of fishing boats and freight ships.
Sugiharta's only son who was always pampered and had ambitions about property and office like his father.
Alamanda used to live a good life and became the princess in her residence.
On the way to supervise security in the Land of Asoka, Banara happened to pass in the area Hartawan Sugiharta and in herbal medicine by the tycoon.
It was there that Banara met Alamanda Sugiharta's beautiful only child.
" Snake in love ulam arrived "
Sugiharta could ride glory through his son if he managed to "lure this influential "Warlord.
It turned out that the excess of wealth and wealth was still not enough for Sugiharta.
And all Sugiharta's wishes were fulfilled.
Now the beautiful Alamanda is already in the magnificent palace of Kamayudha belonging to Banara as a new concubine!
" Banara's sister, this warm green tea and delicious pieces of wheat for breakfast," Alamanda swerved alluringly towards Banara and placed breakfast at the table next to where Banara was sitting.
The scent of body fragrance and wet hair of Alamanda arouses Banara desire. He also felt astonished, why so excited and passionate about his life lately.
Yes, since Alamanda was in his palace, he felt more passionate and mighty.
Sipping her warm green tea, she looked at Alamanda who was looking at her with an alluring and seductive expression.
Just a few sips of tea and a slice of wheat he enjoyed, his passion he felt warmed and rose.
Ah.demanding release. Banara quickly got up from his chair and approached Alamanda who already understood Banara's intentions.
Because it is the one who deliberately seduces and captivates Banara with a seductive and inviting attitude, movement, smile.
Banara immediately grabbed Alamanda lifted up her slender waist and in her lean.
Banara could not stand it. While leaning, at the kiss Alamanda who laughs spoiled giggles.
They return to his room, to enjoy the romance game that never goes out.
Alamanda was the beloved concubine of Banara.
The beautiful one is charming and holds burning embers in her body and heart.
***
Since the presence of Alamanda, Banara's life has undergone enormous changes.
Life is more passionate.
His spirit is more intense and explosive.
Not just his passion.
Denyaran who had appeared when daydreaming or remembering the failed makar Hurstu Bhumi, he felt stronger. Keep pushing and pressing. The denyaran are subtle, slowly forming and born as desires.
Huh.crazy! He thought surprised himself.
He has a treasonous desire?
He wanted to seize the power of his brother King of Bengal. Or the power of Baruna's nephew, later.
Because, he already knew, that soon Bengal would hand over his power or government to his son Mahkota Baruna.
And Banara will be appointed Prime Minister as a companion to his nephew to rule the Asoka kingdom.
Strange feelings continue to flounder, but thanks to his ingenuity, he managed to suppress those feelings, kept under cover with his demeanor being agile, fast, and tactical thinking, always put the interests and welfare of Asoka state above all else.
Everyone knows, everyone understands, Banara is the great Warlord Asoka.
Always win the battle, if there is an attack from outside who want to undermine the authority of King Asoka.
Or, if there is a rebellion that interferes with the peace and tranquility of Asoka State.
What exists and looks outside is very shiny and brilliant.
The one inside is so dark, branched and scary.
Everyone just has to wait for time.
Very precise timing.
***
Banara, finally found and chose a powerful figure who had just returned from overseas Ki Jumala as the State Teacher.
Jumala not only has magic in silat, he is also very master of letters and literature.
The perfect skill.
Ki Jumala, who has the title of Pena Sakti, was originally a writer, after being abroad he met with a powerful figure, he was interested in studying silat.
It has a sharp memory base, all the knowledge learned so quickly it is absorbed and mastered.
He is a warrior who helps the weak and fights crime in the wilderness and his adventures.
The Sakti pen is the title that raised its name.
Banara asked Ludiro for help to conduct a final test of his literary and silat skills.
And all the tests are able to pass well.
Jumala the Pena Sakti, is a pure satrawan swordsman.
Even his magic was several levels above Ludiro.
***
So, for the next Ki Jumala the Pena Sakti became the State Teacher of Asoka.
The task is to provide the provision of literature, government science, silat science for young princes or sons of the daughter of the city's resident official king Asoka.
One of them is the crown prince Asoka, Baruna as his student.
***
Banara who has a keen and careful look. Successfully caught the change from Ki Jumala, who was originally as a selfless swordsman.
After gaining glory, rank, office and wealth.
His greedy nature began to appear. The fun of the world begins.
Banara secretly tested it.
And every task, successfully completed well. Banara always gives gifts.
Gold gems, possessions, land, and various other gifts.
All of that was received by Ki Jumala with sparkling eyes, and a happy clucking tongue.
Banara was satisfied with his heart. He was able to control the heart of Ki Jumala.
He has grasped the desires and desires of Ki Jumala, and any weaknesses.
It is very suitable to be made as an ally later.!
***
Furthermore, Banara chooses officials or ministers in the city as well as in areas that have or match his heart.
He cleaves very finely. He begins to map out his powers, recruiting accomplices or aides.
Slowly, gently, and hidden.
Approaching, judging and choosing.
Because of his ingenuity, the person he chose did not realize, the intention veiled in his heart.
Like an ingenious spider, it catches all its prey in its cobwebs.
Smooth net, which is snared and will not be easily separated.
Seriate..
Old Love is Back
Love is the song of the soul
Born from the deepest recesses
Silent yet beautiful
Silent but full of camba
The faithful love
Waiting for an age limitless
Like love in the life of the world.
Love is the beginning of creation
Love is the reason for everything
Though love is enough for love
Keep fighting.
Life without love is a futile death
Because humans can enjoy rainbows
If love is in his heart.
Love is the difference.
***
The sun is still very ranum
The sweltering dung is spoiled
Crystal tubs are still sweet
Not all of them went to earth
While chirping in the morning a pair of jovial braids on top of a coconut tree so resounded beautifully
Like an essemble of music from an orchestra, in the behavior of Pleci and Colibri stories.
Look at a male goose dancing in a pool of nature
In the Valley of Waiting, while singing to call a couple.
All in pairs
Everyone is doing a love ritual
Filling the morning so bloomed.
He can't see all that. All the mood catches are just a picture of his past.
There are limitations in his five senses. But his longing heart, able to capture and enjoy the aroma of love around him.
He did not deny, there was love in his heart.
The mahogany tree is quite shady. The trunk is large and branched out. It was the most beautiful moment of his life cycle. After sheding her old leaves. Now it's preening with new leaves, light green, dashed green, deep green sandwiched full of charm.
Under the tree, on a bench of mahogany, sit down.
A grandmother who still left beauty in her youth.
His long white hair in a high loop decorated with conde skewers ornate a pair of flying red swiftlets.
His shirt is wide white.
Her pretty face was smiling. Although his bead eyes are not moving because of blind. Not to tarnish her beauty in the slightest. It looks even more graceful and grand.
The Red Wallet of Mayang Sari in the Valley of Waiting, was daydreaming under the Mahogany tree.
Occasionally scattering the broken mahogany seed, flying like a propeller.
Mayang Sari realized. Sometimes life is like a propeller, it turns out.
It must keep spinning if it is to maintain its height or existence.
He must take action, not wait, if he wants to be there.
It's been more than 30 years of being alone.
Returning unknowingly he elus the red swallow pendant on his chest, he was swept away in daydreams and completely lost his vigilance. There were two pairs of eyes looking at him from a distance from different places and with different gazes.
Lingga the Swordsman Jari Sakti from the front porch of a simple house owned by his mother.
The morning still did not move, but he did not find the whereabouts of his mother.
Usually, at times like this, his mother was still in front of his bedroom window while enjoying a warm tea concoction, which he took from the tea garden behind the house.
But, when entering his mother's room, did not see his mother's whereabouts there. He saw his mother sitting under his favorite Mahogany tree.
Linga saw a dreamy beautiful face. His thin white hands toyed with the red swallow pendant so soulfully.
Now the phallus can understand the feelings people have or are in love.
As he felt this time.
Nyi Mayang's feelings, must be the same as her. Maybe even more profound.
His love and longing for Paramitha, made him always imagine the face and smile of his lover.
If his feelings are not able to be contained again, he will easily meet Paramitha in Kotaraja.
In contrast to Nyi Mayang, her feelings of longing and love for Yadara made her endure decades of longing. He also knew that there was someone who loved him, who knew no time or time.
Love and longing only fill the recesses of his heart.
After the last meeting at the Baron Forest Hill above the waterfall, when he learned that Yadara had managed to forget her, by editing another woman.
Nyi Mayang strives, eroding and forgetting past love and memories. Heavy but must and must be tried.
And the phallus saw the change in his mother.
A new habit that likes to stroke the red swallow pendant, with a face and smile that appears, makes the Lingga very grateful and happy.
He began to be able to hope that Ki Denawa was actually still in his mother's heart.
Is it possible that the original love for a sister, can turn into love for a lover?
They both are old.
Is it true that love is blind and never knows age?
Let time answer it. Let it be beautiful when the time comes. He prayed fervently for the happiness of his mother.
If it may be God, for Ki Denawa as well.
Linga returned to his own room, to prepare himself, soon he had to farm and hunt, to meet the needs of daily life.
***
The other pair of eyes, which sparkled happily, belonged to Denawa.
From a giant Dadap tree high not far from the Mahoni tree where Nyi Mayang daydreams, a special place he used to see and watch Nyi Mayang from a distance.
He is still faithfully waiting, until anytime. Even if it has to be a thousand years, it has to wait.
Stay this one's wishfulness and his dreams must still be fought for.
The fame of his name, devotion and affairs***** the whimper of the world, has begun to describe his heart.
It had reached the highest point in his heart.
He already has two heirs in the world of extraordinary equality. It can be called a young warrior without a match. Below a little from Lingga the Swordsman Jari Sakti.
Santika the Swordsman of the Blue Flute and Princess Xenia is the heir to the sciences he mastered. Science that raised his name and poor cross over as Number One Person in Asoka state.
The emergence of Lingga as the successor to success, was quite happy for his heart.
The land of Asoka that he loved would remain safe and peaceful as long as Lingga, Santika, Ludiro and others were still there.
He had long forgotten his own life. Regretting and punishing yourself all this time. His hope, which was originally dead, is now back to life. Together with Mayang Sari in his life.
He did not go all the way from Mayang Sari's side.
He made a simple cave on the slopes of the Samara Mountains, not far from the Valley of Waiting.
At any time, he would easily enjoy the sight of his love.
Like at the moment. He carefully enjoyed the change in attitude from Mayang. Quite clearly, from where he was hiding.
His hope came back to life and came back. The old love lurks in his heart, writhing again. Urging out filled all the spaces of his heart.
So beautiful. So sweet.
The large tall black figure, which shook and frightened the world with its lunge, was so fragile it was ambushed by love.
Denawa..Denawa.oo you are a servant and a true love fighter.
Whatever the outcome of your struggle, past and present, never relaxes your spirit. It's getting stronger.
From a distance he saw Mayang standing up, taking care of his clothes and hair, moving towards the house. And disappeared inside.
Denawa, smile thinly. Blissfully. Seeing changes from day to day Mayang's heart and behavior.
Actually he felt ashamed, had to do something like this. Male fighters like this, must do reconnaissance or arguably peek.ah!.
But this was the best way for him to be patient and wait. He could only look from a distance. And occasionally he comes to stop by the Valley of Waiting for reasons to stop by or want to meet Lingga only.
Though all of that. deliberately done as if he left a trace of his existence for Mayang.
Says I'm near you Mayang!
And Mayang also knew that Denawa was nearby. He was sure Denawa would not let go of the opportunity this time.
As long as Mayang assures himself of his love, let Denawa for the umpteenth he must wait.
The afternoon has started to move. The universe has been bathed in the light of the Mighty.
The sound of the burning had long since disappeared
I went hunting today
He also has to rest for a while..
Mayang entered his cottage. Not long after, it flashed from the top of the giant Randu Alas tree, a huge black shadow darting towards the Samara mountains.
Denawa returned to the cave where he lived to be imprisoned and wait.
***
Time doesn't feel so fast
Full after full moon passed
Morning has become yesterday morning.
The atmosphere is beautiful and blooming
A fresh and fresh morning
There were many, many sounds of globules dropping by on the huge Mahogany tree in the Valley of Waiting
Denawa se this morning, not usually there is already waiting on my beloved Mayang.
For a moment ago he had a conversation with Lingga, before Lingga then asked permission to garden and hunt.
Stay alone waiting.
Waiting for the appearance of Mayang.
Mayang already knew about Denawa's arrival when Lingga asked for permission earlier.
And not as usual, why today Mayang's heart feels restless and pounding?
And many times he took care of himself and felt, something is not perfect in taste. Many times in the fox her hair ties, changed the location of the fall folds of her dress, instead of her shawl, ah..Mayang felt very nervous today.
Like the first time, he fell in love with Yada.
Hurry Mayang shooed the name in his mind and love circle. It's the past. The past and forget.
Take a deep breath and step out of the room and out of the cottage.
Just now the tip of his right foot came out of the door, he heard the bad luck of the wind and the distinctive aroma of the body or the existence of Denawa.
" Mayang..," said Deenawa softly. The tall body he felt was in front of him.
Mayang just nodded and smiled sweetly towards where Denawa's voice sounded.
Mayang stepped towards the beloved place under the Mahogany tree followed by Denawa, who walked lightly without a sound.
The voice of Prenjak and Cipao are earthy and filling each other makes this morning feel cheerful right.
The air is still fresh with dew and wet grass. Mayang took a deep sip and filled his chest cavity. And shed his restless heart.
He sat on the left and Denawa on the other end. Silence each other without sound. Restore each other's hearts, if.
For a moment the calm air floated.
Occasionally in the behavior of a cockroach kotek pursued by a rooster.
Pursuing.
And in the branches of the Mahogany tree a pair of Kutilang is mixing love.
Denawa who calmed down while circulating her gaze towards the top of the tree, even met with embarrassment. Aih.there is only, her inner self.
At last.
While chortling, Denawa broke the silence by slowly taking out a box of finely carved teak jewelry from under her long robe.
Funneled to Mayang who is waiting quietly.
The stirring murmur was caught by Mayang's auditory acuity.
But Mayang did not budge. Until a heavy voice sounded.
" Mayang, this is the jewelry from the red pomegranate that I ordered from the city for you," Denawa grabbed Mayang's soft hand and placed the jewelry box on her hand.
With the shaking of the jewels. All done with fine and high quality.
Mayang knew this expression of Denawa's love for the umpteenth time to him.
He caught Denawa's hand and held it.
Welcomed with joy. Ah.the wait ends too.
His patience has also produced results.
Love that comes back.
The phallus looks from the end of the road to go home. He saw the scene between Denawa and his mother.
He slowly passed by without making a sound. Do not want to disturb the union of two hearts in a new love.
Although Denawa did not lose his vigilance, saw the return of the Linga.
He gave the code from the blink of the tip of his right eye.
The one with jelly is caught and understood by the Linga.
The phallus nodded happily and happily.
Lifting both thumbs of his fingers, towards Denawa, and darted quickly to pick up the tool that was accidentally left behind.
The sun began to rise.
A shady mahogany, rustling in the wind
Ducks suddenly sprung up and sang merrily.
The wind whistled through the leaves as if dancing happily
The morning pithy
A very excited morning
Morning was a test
The old love returns
With different colors and touches!
Mayang Sari's love that changed ujud with the love of Denawa deep and faithful.
Seriate....
