Master Jagat Trengginas stared at the lake near waterfall. He spread his hands, spelling. Sudenly, the earth shook. Master Jagat Trengginas stood still. The earth tremors didn’t scare him. He stomped his foot on the ground. Blar!!! Blar!! Pyash!! The river was slipped open. The earth was parted. Then, he stomped his foot again few times. The dry land came up, formed a small hill. He fused his hands at the front. Blue light came from the middle. Master Jagat threw it to the dry river. Blar!! The blue light now became blue flame. “Uhuk!!” Master Jagat was re-vomitting blood. This time, it was more blood. His body was weak, and he fell. “Damn! I’ve used all of my power.” The old man breathed hard. Along with that, the earth shook once again. The tremors happened around the lake. The small hill became a hill. Master Jagat held on a big tree roots. After the tremor ends, he rose, wobbling up, grabing his sword. He wagged it in the air, reading a sealer spell.
Baskara kingdom Memories would always be remembered. It’s not that we couldn’t go forward. It’s just as a bell for reason of fight. Khandra also felt the same. After the grat battle between his maser and his senior. Khandra never met Master Jagat. He didn’t know where he left. ‘Master,’ he whispered unconsiously remembering that old white beard man. It was hot that day. Khandra wiped his sweat on his head. He closed his eyes, removing all of the memories. He looked at the field where he trained his sword. Some of his men laid down with no strength, tired, just like him. He breathed hard. He reached out for a clay jug on the table and drank from it. “Commander Khandra,” a woman called. Her voice was smooth like a lullaby. “Concubine Madhavi. What are you doing here? Where are your guards?” Khandra raise from his sit. He stood and bowed. ‘What did this hypocritical woman do here?’ He wondered. ‘You are so damn hot, Khandra,’ she whispered to herself. Her hand
The sound of horse footsteps heard on the path. Two young men rode their horses through the city square. Khandra looked at the middle, where the Queen Mother’s head started to decay let by the guards. Khandra pulled his harness, making it stopped. And Kayana stopped her horse at his side. “Damn!” She swore. “Watch your tongue! Many flies around us!” Khandra reminded his friend, watching around closely. “I don’t know how long the Queen Mother’s head will be hung like that,” he said softly. They both looked at each other and nodded. They rode their horses into a stall. “Aunty, is therea vacant room we can use? We both want to get drunk.” Kayana smiled when Aunty Berek, the owner came. Aunty Berek smiled back. “Of course. There is one in the corner. Is that okay with you? The other isn’t available,” Aunty Berek said. They all went in. Some visitors, eating at the middle, starred at them. right in, there were some doors. Khandra and Kayan went into the last door. “T
Rengganis stood so close to Khandra . the man taught Rengganis how to swing a wooden sword patiently. When Khandra taught more difficult move, she slipped. Khandra, quickly, pulled her body. The woode sword fell. She trembled, but laughed and dreathed heavily. “I’m tired, Khandra. My Gosh! I don’t think learn how to use sword is that hard,” she said and taking deep breath. “Are you okay, My Queen?” he asked. His heart’s dancing feeling Rengganis’s body in her hug. “Yes,” she answered and stood up. “Khandra, will you take me to a walk? I’m bored,” she said. “Sure. Please, My Queen.” Khandra let Rengganis walked first. She walked with her long tied up hair dancing as her smooth feet walked. Rengganis walked into a shady tree near the river. She sat on grassy land. Rengganis lied back to the tree. She looked up, watching the blue cloud up there. Her happy face faded. Her tears fell down remembering her hard life. Khandra walked approaching the q
Khandra looked around, a familiar place, a place he used to go, a place where he burnt Lady Nagini’s corpse, his senior. He looked up, the shadow of fire flashed faintly into his mind. Blaze he prepared to burn Lady Nagini. He remembered clearly when he first saw her, an elegance and beautiful woman made him amazed. Khandra was so young when Master Jagat Trengginas took him into White Eagle Dojo, the most famous dojo in the country, a dojo made best students. However, it has many mysteries. The owner always covered their faces with mask. Only certain people could see them personally. And don’t forget that there was various tests to get into it. Master Jagar Trengginas took Khandra as his student when he saw Khandra’s skill. They left the dojo to Master Jagat’s hide out. Khandra remembered exactly a very beautiful lady waving a red shawl. Her movement was as graceful as dance. Her hand swayed perfectly. Just a moment later, he found out that it wasn’t a dance, it’s swin
The late King Arka had came into the cross land, visiting Kingdom Bamantara, to meet King Arutala and Queen Sekar Ayu. According to the folklore from generation to generation, the most peaceful kingdom where its king only married to one single lady is Kingdom Bamantara. It’s neutral and had no enemy because the kingdom was so success and supplied the people with sufficient natural resources. It’s why King Arkha wanted King Arkha’s son to marry his daughter, Rengganis. Beside to forge a bond between two kingdoms, King Arkha believed that Prince Abra, the second son of Bamantara Kingdom, would look after Rengganis well, making her the only wife and queen. “Hearing good reputation of Kingdom Bamantara, I have no doubt to give my only daughter to marry Prince Abra. Be loving partner, together forever until death do you apart.” It’s one of the advice from King Arkha to King Arutala. Unfortunately, the intention of late King Arkha versed to reality. Power made Abra lost his m
When Abra had a long and hot night with Madhavi, it’s different for Rengganis, the legal heir of Baskara Kingdom. She looked simple in white clothe and trousers. Her hip’s tied with small black clothe. Without any accessory and fancy dress, Rengganis looked like a lady warrior. She had a new beginning in an unappropriate place. Rengganis stared at the flame Khandra made. Right now, she was surrounded by her knights enjoying the night full of stars. “I was having a banquet to welcome Concubine Madhavi. Eventhough I felt pain in my heart because she stole my husband’s love, I never had a thought to harm her. We were enjoying the meal, sipping tea in the cup. And I don’t know how she collapsed after drinking her tea made by my maid. Blood covered her lower body,” Rengganis said, remembering the tragic day that pulled her life upside down. “I believe it’s a conspiracy.” Aunty Berek snarled. She wiped her tears falling down to her cheek. Rengganis smilled wistfully. “Wa
Khandra frowned. He and Kayana looked at each other in dark when familiar sound heard. Both of them stepped out just to be surprised and felt save at the same time. “Brother Damar.” Khandra greeted from his hideout. “I thought you were someone else.” Kayana felt relieved. Brother Damar laughed with his three friends. “Who else sneaked out into the wood in this middle of the night, huh? Let’s go back! My men saw Ki Kastara got out from the palace walking around the village. I’m sure he’ll go to the stall,” he said. “We must be hurry!” Khandra said. They fasten their move, ignoring the bushes in front of them and finally got into the stall at the exact time with Ki Kastara. Brother Damar gave a tray with a jar of arak and bowls from coconut shells. Khandra and Kayana went in while bringing it. Khandra’s men stood. Four of them moved quickly changed their clothes. They feft anxiety of getting caught. “Ki Kastara’s men snooped through the window four ti
Kayana jumped into the air. He landed on a tree trunk, probing the area around which was covered with bushes. A woman’s voice asking for help was heard. The young man’s eyes widened, saw several bandits pressing on a woman’s body. He then landed with his right leg extended forward kicking o of the men pushing against a woman’s body among three other men.Bugh! “Aww!” a screechig sream from the fierce-faced man who was kicked by Kayana heard. The four of them turned simultaneously to the direction of the rioter. “Pet devil! Who are you to disturb our fun?” shouted one fat body. “What did you do to that poor girl, heh?” Kayana sneered. He glanced at the girl who was almost naked. ‘Oh my God, her body was tempting,’whispered Kayana in a charmed heart. He took a deep breath to get rid of the dirty thoughts that alighted. ‘Stop your dirty thought, Kayana!” He cursed to himself. “Are you okay?” asked Kayana, staring into the girl who shivered in fear. “Scram,
Bang! Abra banged on he table making the water on the glass spilled. The food served spilled from its place. His head felt hot. The man could no longerhold back his emotions, roughly, he opened the contents of the table. Right now, he was in the Main Palace’s dining area in the king’s private room. Prang! Bruak! Utensils and cutlery fell to the floor. “Damn! Why are they making things difficult for me? I really want to kill them all, You Pesky Devil! Abra cursed ignoring the pinned ‘King’ status. Some of the maids looked looked at him trembling, afraid of becoming the target of Abra’s anger. The man rose from his seat glaring at the opened door. Master Kastara went inside with Khandra. He snorted as he shrugged. “Why did he come in?” asked Abra pointing at Khandra. “He is my man,” said Master Kastara “That man is a student of Master Jagat Trengginas, remember!” Abra snapped. ‘It’s bad! What if thy suspect me?’ asked Khandra to himself.
Aunty Berek and Rengganis follwed by Kayana entered a village. They walked to the market to buy some needs. Rengganis was excited seeing the crowd. It’s her first time visiting it. Many people sold their harvest. Rengganis saw some soldiers guarding the palace maid entered. If someone blocked their way, the soldiers would hit without hesitation using the tip of sheath. They were so arrogant, taking items sold. Their had no mercy. It made her sick watching those sycophant. Rengganis remembered when she was in the lighthouse, about the talk between the guards who put their full stomach dan happiness. There’s no loyalty. When she’s surrender Khandra was there, reaching out his hand. Rengganis’s trust to her maid arouse. Not every people greedy and disgusting. “Damn you! You wanna fight, huh?!” snapped a guard and everyone laughed including the shameless maids. ‘They’re so arrogant! I want to tear their mouth apart!’ Rengganis swore while watching their wild and sham
King Abra went into Concubine Madhavi’s room with anger on his face. His jaw harden. His right hand took his under long royal clothe. Concubine Madhavi’s waiting for him in excitement for becoming the next queen. But, her smile faded along with Abra entering the room. “My Lovely King!” she greeted. “What is happening?” she asked. “The elderly and the royal family are cornering us,” he said. Madhavi furrowed. “What do you mean, My Lovely King?” she approached him. Abra sighed in long and deep breath. All of his anger vanished when he saw Madhavi, like water vanished the flame, so did Madhavi’s presence in his side. “They make you difficult to be the queen,” he answered quietly. Madhavi’s shock. He touched her cheek and told her what had happened in the palace. Madhavi took deep and long sigh. She felt pain in her heart. ‘They’re so cruel, the elderly and Rengganis’s followers,’ she growled in her heart. Madhavi put fake smile and hide her true fe
Baskara kingdom, exactly at the main palace, a palace for king, his personal maids and royal holders who ran the kingdom’s duties. The termperatur’s raising, anger flowed from all over place, deviding the palace into two groups because of King Abra’s statement of making Concubine Madhavi to be the future queen. “Please, My King, this cannot be happened. Concubine Madhavi is nothing for Baskara Kingdom. You should reconsider of making her the future queen. You are not the legal heir of Baskara Kingdom. We cannot allowed her to be the queen. It against the law.” An old man wearing blangkon said. ‘I don’t think it’ll be this frustrating. I don’t really understand the rules of this kingdom. Moreover, Ki Chandra is one of King Arkha’s family. It will be dangerous if I make a stupid mistake.’ “King Abra, we really wish that you not do something in a rush. Please, behave like a warrior, My king.” A man wearing a brown and white strips shirts and trousers with the same colors
Khandra frowned. He and Kayana looked at each other in dark when familiar sound heard. Both of them stepped out just to be surprised and felt save at the same time. “Brother Damar.” Khandra greeted from his hideout. “I thought you were someone else.” Kayana felt relieved. Brother Damar laughed with his three friends. “Who else sneaked out into the wood in this middle of the night, huh? Let’s go back! My men saw Ki Kastara got out from the palace walking around the village. I’m sure he’ll go to the stall,” he said. “We must be hurry!” Khandra said. They fasten their move, ignoring the bushes in front of them and finally got into the stall at the exact time with Ki Kastara. Brother Damar gave a tray with a jar of arak and bowls from coconut shells. Khandra and Kayana went in while bringing it. Khandra’s men stood. Four of them moved quickly changed their clothes. They feft anxiety of getting caught. “Ki Kastara’s men snooped through the window four ti
When Abra had a long and hot night with Madhavi, it’s different for Rengganis, the legal heir of Baskara Kingdom. She looked simple in white clothe and trousers. Her hip’s tied with small black clothe. Without any accessory and fancy dress, Rengganis looked like a lady warrior. She had a new beginning in an unappropriate place. Rengganis stared at the flame Khandra made. Right now, she was surrounded by her knights enjoying the night full of stars. “I was having a banquet to welcome Concubine Madhavi. Eventhough I felt pain in my heart because she stole my husband’s love, I never had a thought to harm her. We were enjoying the meal, sipping tea in the cup. And I don’t know how she collapsed after drinking her tea made by my maid. Blood covered her lower body,” Rengganis said, remembering the tragic day that pulled her life upside down. “I believe it’s a conspiracy.” Aunty Berek snarled. She wiped her tears falling down to her cheek. Rengganis smilled wistfully. “Wa
The late King Arka had came into the cross land, visiting Kingdom Bamantara, to meet King Arutala and Queen Sekar Ayu. According to the folklore from generation to generation, the most peaceful kingdom where its king only married to one single lady is Kingdom Bamantara. It’s neutral and had no enemy because the kingdom was so success and supplied the people with sufficient natural resources. It’s why King Arkha wanted King Arkha’s son to marry his daughter, Rengganis. Beside to forge a bond between two kingdoms, King Arkha believed that Prince Abra, the second son of Bamantara Kingdom, would look after Rengganis well, making her the only wife and queen. “Hearing good reputation of Kingdom Bamantara, I have no doubt to give my only daughter to marry Prince Abra. Be loving partner, together forever until death do you apart.” It’s one of the advice from King Arkha to King Arutala. Unfortunately, the intention of late King Arkha versed to reality. Power made Abra lost his m
Khandra looked around, a familiar place, a place he used to go, a place where he burnt Lady Nagini’s corpse, his senior. He looked up, the shadow of fire flashed faintly into his mind. Blaze he prepared to burn Lady Nagini. He remembered clearly when he first saw her, an elegance and beautiful woman made him amazed. Khandra was so young when Master Jagat Trengginas took him into White Eagle Dojo, the most famous dojo in the country, a dojo made best students. However, it has many mysteries. The owner always covered their faces with mask. Only certain people could see them personally. And don’t forget that there was various tests to get into it. Master Jagar Trengginas took Khandra as his student when he saw Khandra’s skill. They left the dojo to Master Jagat’s hide out. Khandra remembered exactly a very beautiful lady waving a red shawl. Her movement was as graceful as dance. Her hand swayed perfectly. Just a moment later, he found out that it wasn’t a dance, it’s swin