
"uncle Wasi? Are you thinking of something?" ask Widagda.
"iya raden's. Ah better not to take the crate, let's get to the edge." replied Uncle Wasi.
"but why senior?" ask uncle Jagat.
"are you hiding something?" ask uncle Giri.
"yes, it looks like you know something about the crate. Just tell uncle!" little Widagda's orders.
Uncle Wasi was worried and scared.
"sa-sa-i told you on the edge. You quickly get on the boat" said uncle Wasi stammered.
"no!! I'll keep the crate with me no matter the risk!!" ucas Widagda's.
Little Widagda was upset, she decided to go back to the bottom and pull the crate alone. Uncle Giri and uncle Jagat caught up with him, they tried to bring Widagda to the surface, but Widagda remained on his stance.
Out of nowhere great power emerged from Widagda's body, he threw the bodies of uncle Giri and uncle Jagat firmly, so they bounced far enough. It created a sizable wave and almost overturned Uncle Wasi's ship.
Rukmini who saw it from the edge was getting worried.
Widagda did not waste this opportunity, she immediately pulled the crate with her great energy.
Slowly the chest lifted, as Widagda managed to pull it, she felt that something was pulling her to the surface. They are Giri's uncle and Jagat's uncle.
Arriving at the surface Widagda gasped for air, as if out of breath. He was also put on board with his casket, as well as Giri's uncle and Jagat's uncle.
They also returned to the edge.
On the banks of Widagda was very limp, he was too long in the water and some of his power was drained to lift the crate alone.
"what happened uncle?? What did my sister find?" ask Rukmini worried.
"a wooden box." replied Uncle Wasi.
"what's uncle's chest?" ask Rukmini.
Uncle Wasi did not dare to answer.
"a plow-carved chest." replied Uncle Giri.
"carve the plow?" ask Rukmini to be confused.
"iya gusti ayu. Later I will take him to the palace weapons expert, now it is better we bring Widagda's wrestling raden back to the palace" said uncle Jagat.
"yes uncle." answered Rukmini.
They returned to the palace with sadness mixed with worry.
Why did the day I expected to be the happiest end like this? Oh my God, is my wish wrong? I want to make my sister happy, but why is my sister hurt??
Inner Rukmini.
There were no tears dripping down the little girl's cheeks.
Uncle Wasi who saw it became unbearable.
"gusti ayu, you don't have to cry. I believe Gusti raden must be okay. He is a strong and brave boy." wasi's uncle comforted Rukmini.
"but uncle, if I don't bring him here and don't allow him to swim then he won't be like this uncle." replied Rukmini who was getting sadder.
"uncle thought, you're innocent, wrestling ayu. All of this happened by chance and unintentionally, maybe this is the destiny of the Yang Kuku, Gusti ayu" said uncle Wasi.
"no uncle, I'm the one who's wrong, why do I think that my sister will be okay, I'm too naive uncle" Rukmini said.
Now that his tears were breaking, his tears could no longer be dammed.
Uncle Wasi really didn't know what to say.
Over and over, Widagda overheard their conversation, she tried to explain something to her brother, but she already had no strength.
"yes, do you want to say something?" rukmini asked when she saw her sister open her eyes and move her lips.
"the condition of wrestling raden is still weak, do not be forced" said uncle Wasi.
Before long they reached the palace gate, one of the soldiers asked the emban who was there to call a healer to treat the Widagda raden.
Their father and mother had heard the news, immediately rushed to his little daughter.
"you're okay, right?" ask your mother with anxiety.
"i'm fine, but dhiyayi." said Rukmini hanging.
"father will treat him, he will not why-why son" answered the father to calm his daughter.
Widagda was taken to her room, the healer had also come, she immediately checked Widagda's state, made a medicinal herb and drank it. After that, Widagda fell asleep.
"is yayi okay with the healer's eyes?" ask Rukmini.
"iya gusti ayu, he's okay. He was just exhausted and needed enough rest to restore his strength." replied the healer.
"no need to be sad, this is not your fault, son" said the mother.
Rukmini just smiled.
Keesoka.
Widagda woke up from her sleep and found her brother asleep next to his bed on the floor.
Slowly, Widagda woke Rukmini.
"why, why sleep here?" ask Widagda.
Rukmini squirmed and slowly opened her eyes.
"are you awake??" 'hooaamm's'
ask Rukmini while yawning.
"yes, why don't you sleep on the bed? The place is still wide." said Widagda.
"i don't want to bother you yayi." replied Rukmini.
Soon came mother.
"hey, are you awake? Let's clean up soon, I'm calling you." said the mother.
"good mother." answered them simultaneously.
After cleaning each other, the two followed the mother to meet the father in the garden.
"mother why did you want to see us?" ask Widagda.
"he misses you, so today we will play together." replied the mother.
Rukmini and Widagda are happy, finally after a long time not playing with dad, they can let go of the longing.
The three of them arrived at the park, sure enough. There were many toys and of course there was the father, who was dressed casually, waiting.
"dad!!" rukmini and Widagda.
"oh, daddy's kids. I miss you guys so much." said father.
"we also miss my father" replied Rukmini.
Dad put his hug back on.
"dad, have you had a lot of busy last few months?" ask Widagda.
"iya Nak's. Forgive dad yes. Oh yes I have something for you." said Dad.
Father took two parcels beside him.
"well, this is for Rukmi, and this is for Wida" he said, giving the parcel to Rukmini and Widagda.
Both look very happy. They opened the box quickly.
"waa.. Painting of the goddess of love!!" peekit Rukmini's.
"new gandewa?? Is this for me, dad?" ask Widagda.
"of course Wida, don't you like it?" ask dad.
"no dad. I like it a lot, but it's too big" Widagda said.
"hehehe, two more years you can use it son." replied the mother.
"two years is still a long time mother.." grumbled Widagda.
"it's okay yayi, the important thing is that you can use it" Rukmini said.
"yes." said Widagda resigned.
Her father and mother laughed at the adorable face of her son.
"thank you dad!!" pekik both.
"same-sama Nak." answered his father.
Rukmini and Widagda are playing.
Suddenly a soldier reported something.
"make him come." answered the father.
The soldier resigned to carry out the order.
Before long two men of the same age entered the park area.
The figure of Jaya's grandfather was captured by Widagda's eyes. And so, he hurriedly approached her.
"grandfather Jaya!!" widagda shouted as she ran towards her.
"hi, good-looking grandfather's grandson." replied Jaya's grandfather.
"why is Grandpa here? If you can figure out who this grandpa is, is he Grandpa's friend?" ask Widagda.
"grandfather misses grandfather's two grandchildren, so grandfather came here. If he's a friend of Grandpa's, his name is Candra." replied Jaya's grandfather.
Widagda nodded in understanding.
"Wida, Jaya's grandfather and Candra's grandfather wanted to talk about something important with dad. We're playing over there yuk!" bring mother.
"good mother." replied Widagda.
Grandpa Jaya, Grandpa Candra and father started their conversation. It seemed serious and important, once in a while they looked towards Widagda.
Rukmini realized that and asked her mother.
"mom, what are they talking about??" ask Rukmini.
"mom doesn't know either. Look at the eagle!" mother diverts the conversation.
But Rukmini's mind wasn't that easily distracted. He is still small but very sensitive and curious about all things, plus his stubborn nature, makes him who is always critical in thinking.
Several hours had passed and the three grown men had already finished exchanging information. But they don't want to go home yet.
Rukmini and Widagda were called in to approach.
"what's the matter dad?" ask them simultaneously.
"sit down comfortably, Grandpa Jaya wants to tell you something." replied the father.
"Widagda, do you remember that crate you brought home yesterday??" ask grandpa Jaya.
Widagda.
"where'd you get it??" ask grandpa Candra.
"from the lake." replied Widagda.
"soot? Where's location?" ask father.
"to the north of the hill" answered Rukmini.
Color Lake. Inner grandpa Jaya.
"do you know what the name of the box is?" ask grandpa Candra.
Widagda.
"do you know what's in that box?" ask grandpa Jaya.
Widagda also nodded.
Grandpa Candra sighed heavily.
"know Widagda, the crate was named pepatining angkara. Based on the existing story, the chest contained a glittering magic sword. The glow you see from the bottom of the lake actually comes from the sword inside" said Candra's grandfather.
Widagda surprised.
"then what will happen is that the sword will never leave you before you kill someone" Candra's grandfather said.
Mother is worried.
Is my son going to be a murderer? His inner.
"but the one you kill must be cruel and evil. He who oppresses others, disrespects parents and destroys the order of life is the one you should kill with that sword." added Grandfather Candra.
"however, because of his power, the sword became the target of all the knights on this earth, you must be careful, lest the sword fall into the wrong hands because it will threaten the safety of the world." said grandpa Jaya.
"you take it easy Jay, as long as my life is still in my body, I will guard the sword, and I will also be the war teacher for Widagda" said Candra's grandfather.
Widagda should feel happy or sad now? He is still confused about his own feelings. But he cannot escape fate.
I will guard the sword until the time comes, I will not let the angkara patining chest fall into the hands of others.
Batin Widagda's.
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