THE GIRL SIT IN FACE OF THE OLD MAN with her head down, and her face was one moment pale and one red. While his heart was pounding erratically. What is clear is that it is fear that haunts him, so that he doesn't feel that the back of his neck is wet with cold sweat.
It turned out that the girl's attitude did not escape the old man's eyes, as if she already knew what was in her heart she said.
"MANISARI...! Do you know what I meant when I told you to come before me today?" The girl shook her head in response.
"Student does not know, Master..."
The grandfather heard the sound of chuckling. Then repeat the question.
"I mean do you know what you came here for?" The girl seemed a little surprised to hear the question. He raised his head and looked at the Master.
"Of course I came to study, why did Master ask that?" he asked not understanding.
The old man nodded
nutmeg.
"Good, if you know the meaning of and
your goal. All right, now what I'm going to ask is, have you made up your mind to seek knowledge and comply with every requirement that is imposed on your shoulders?" "For the sake of achieving my goals, I am willing
meet whatever conditions are imposed on my shoulders…” answered the girl in a steady voice.
"Good! Now what I'm asking is, how long have you been in this place?"
"It's been more than a month, Master..." said Manisari.
Back the grandfather nodded his head. Then said.
"In the JALATUNDA wellbore there are four caves, as you see and know. You don't need to worry about the fate of your two girl friends. They have occupied the second and third caves, because they came before you. And... day this is the time for you to move to the second cave. Meanwhile, the two girls of your fellow students in a row two days ago have moved to the third and fourth caves!"
Manisari was stunned for a moment, then asked
"How long will we study, Master? Can we finish going through the fourth cave?"
WIKU AMPYANG nodded his head. "That's right! Each cave must be passed in asceticism for forty days and forty nights. And the food rations will always change every time you move to a new cave. You don't need to know that and what food you will eat to soothe your stomach you will find out later yourself !"
Cold sweat dripped down the girl's forehead. For forty days and forty nights he sat cross-legged in the first cave opening and he couldn't stand it anymore. He is only allowed to eat twice a day. And even then only two lumps of white rice, and a pot of water to soothe the stomach. And the longer it takes, of course, the easier it is after switching caves several times.
The girl's reverie vanished, when the old man said.
"To enter the second cave, you have to meet quite tough conditions, and you have to do it sincerely, like the two girls from your school, SARITI and LELANI!"
"What are the conditions, Master?" asked Manisari with a frown.
"Hm, take a clean bath and meet me after dusk in my cave room!" said this old man as he stood up, and as if in disbelief the girl saw the grandfather's body disappear through the stone wall of the cave and disappear without a trace.
Manisari stepped out of the cave with her head down. There was a feeling of doubt in his heart to continue studying with that grandfather named WIKU AMPYANG. But those doubts instantly vanished when he remembered his grudge against the person he hated so much.
"No! I have to keep studying until the end!" said Manisari in her heart. And half running he headed to the spring.
It was already dusk when he took off his clothes behind a rock. Then wet his body with shower water.
While cleaning the body he said to himself. "Ah, Wiku Ampyang's knowledge is really great. If I had such knowledge, of course I could easily do anything without anyone seeing me..."
But suddenly his face turned red and felt hot when he imagined that at that time, wasn't his teacher easily able to see him naked without his knowledge?
"Does the teacher mean to tell me to clean my body, and face him after dusk? Ah... I always have bad feelings. Obviously I don't know those requirements if I haven't met him before!"
Manisari quickly put on her clothes and smoothed her hair. Before long he had left the spring. His steps were a bit slow when from afar there was light from Wiku Ampyang's bedroom door. On the side of the door of the room this girl stood upright as if hesitating to step inside.
"Heheh...heh.. what are you doubting my students? You know! Doubt will only hinder your goals and aspirations. Come in! And cleanse your heart of dirty thoughts. Straighten your resolve and be ready to do whatever conditions are imposed above. your shoulder!" a voice came from inside Wiku Ampyang's cave room.
This girl suddenly seemed to have the courage. Wiku Ampyang's words have inspired him to be ready to carry out whatever orders must be carried out.
Hadn't the two girls who were his schoolmates been able to do it? He quickly stepped in...
Manisari stared at Wiku Ampyang sitting cross-legged on a bed covered in tiger skin. On the table near the bed looks a human skull and various other bones hanging on the rock wall of the cave. Dozens of bunches of fragrant, pungent roots and a brass censer are located in the corner of the table.
"Sit down!" said the old man while stroking his beard. His hand stretched out to point at a stone bench not far from the couch in the middle of the room. Manisari stepped closer to the stone bench.
"Sit cross-legged...!" said Wiku Ampyang as he got off the bed and approached the table. His arm pinched the incense burner. Meanwhile Manisari immediately followed the teacher's orders by sitting cross-legged on a stone bench.
Wiku Ampyang put the spices into the censer, then set it on fire. Soon the smoke from the censer, which gave off a fragrant smell, immediately wafted into the room.
Manisari sat cross-legged, closing her eyes. The smell of smoke from the censer was really suffocating, but like it or not the girl had to sit cross-legged not daring to move her hand to cover her nose. Only once did this girl hold her breath.
'Remain seated thus, and empty the mind. Cleanse your heart of anything that will hinder the entry of the knowledge that I will instill into your heart..." said Wiku Ampyang as he sat back down on the bed. A pair of eyes kept staring at the girl, closing for a moment, opening for a moment. Meanwhile, his arm kept stroking his long beard. an inch long.
Manisari immediately concentrated on following Wiku Ampyang's instructions. For some time he managed to empty his mind and began to feel comfortable sitting cross-legged like that.
It was at that moment that his ears seemed to hear the voice of the old man's order.
"Now open your eyes...!"
Manisari slowly opened her eyelids. Strange! he did not see the old man in front of him. But his ears again heard a voice whispering in his ear.
"And now... take off all your clothes...!" Again a strange thing. Because it looks-
he couldn't refuse what his teacher ordered. Quickly he stood up, then took off his clothes covering his body one by one. The cold night air at the bottom of the Jalatunda well touched his skin. Manisari felt something sticking out and tracing the curves of her body. Those strange touches made her feel something so arousing that her whole body was dripping with sweat. Without feeling his mouth let out a sound, sighs. Her blood seemed to flow faster, and the glow in this girl's eyes began to dim. The excitement seemed to grip the girl more and more tightly. Now something very scary in the eyes of ordinary people will see a creature resembling a snake with a human body incarnated in front of the girl.
However, this virgin seemed not to feel afraid, even with a passionate passion, she was rolling in the creature's arms, while the snake-headed creature's tongue licks on her neck made her passions even more peaked.
Manisari closed her eyes when the creature held her, and placed her on the bed covered with tiger skin. And what happened next is hard to tell, because the girl is now drowning in lust that takes her to the top of the deepest recesses that she drinks with passionate satisfaction...
***
THE WOOD HOUSE WITH A COCONUT LEAVE ROOF was still gripped by the sobbing sound of a woman who apparently still couldn't get rid of her sadness. This matted-haired woman buried her face in her arms wet with tears.
A man, about forty years old, was pacing back and forth in the front room letting the woman drown in sobs while lying face down on bamboo bales. His forehead was streaked with wrinkles as the skin began to loosen.
The woman's sobbing voice seemed to start to make him start to get tired of hearing it.
For a moment he stared at the woman who still covered her face, then approached. He stood for a long time watching the woman's shoulders moving in sobs.
"Never mind my sister...! I will try to go to the Duchy to meet Adipati KAYOMAN! Even though you are his ex-wife. I will tell the Adipati about the disappearance of MANISARI. Hm, who knows your son is there..."
The woman raised her head. Her eyes were wet with tears. Her face was puffy from crying too much. For a moment he stared at the man.
"But, sis... I'm afraid you'll run into trouble, because all this time you've been branded as a fugitive from the Kingdom! Could this be a trap for you to appear in King's City..." said this woman.
"Hm, if I'm going to be arrested, let them arrest me. But first I will expose the crime of Adipati Kayoman who has slandered me! Was it because BARONG ALAS was a former friend of mine that I was accused of having participated in abetting the robbery of royal property ten years ago? That?" said this man with his face turning bright red.
"But, sis.... the decision is in the hands of those in power. We are common people! Haven't you yourself realized that long ago?" said the woman, standing up. The man was silent for a moment. But it seemed that his chest was going up and down as if holding back a long stored anger. But soon he returned to speak.
"Indeed I did say that, my little sister...! But will I just continue to be labeled a criminal until the end of my life? Then I will die carrying filth in our family? No, my little brother...! It's time for me to appear." in the City of Kings! I will go straight to Ki Patih HARYO TUNGGAL to hand over a letter that will reveal all of Adipati Kayoman's secrets!" This woman frowned.
"What letter did you hand over?" he asked in surprise.
"The letter written by BARONG ALAS regarding the involvement of Adipati Kayoman in the robbery of royal property!" said this man. The woman's face changed in surprise. Her eyes widened at the man.
"Kakang BALAWA... is it true what you say? Didn't I hear that Barong Alas was caught and hanged in the Duchy three years ago?" said this woman.
"Haha... maybe it's true if you heard the news. But in fact Barong Alas is still alive, even though he is in a state of incapacity. He has been tortured half dead and half alive as a result of Adipati KAYOMAN's actions!
He could not possibly speak, for his tongue had been cut out. What's even worse is that the tendons in his legs have been severed. I helped him from the torment of his two bodyguards. Why am I helping him? Because I need information from Barong Alas. The reason is because I was accused of being involved in the robbery.
Adipati Kayoman deliberately did not kill him, because he felt sorry for seeing that he had helped in a cunning business that involved his strength. The Duke's goal is to seal the secret! But... he was dead wrong! Even though Barong Alas could not speak, he could still write with his hands. And... how dare the two bodyguards report to the Duke that those who were ready to be thrown into the abyss have been helped by me without knowing who helped them, because I was in disguise. Furthermore, Adipati Kayoman himself reported to the King that Barong Alas had been hanged according to the order!"
What her older sister said made this woman named RESMINI fixate her eyes on Balawa. After a moment he said.
"Are you sure Gusti Patih will believe in the letter?"
"Believe it or not, that's a later matter. The important thing is that I will show him the letter. If necessary, I will show him where Barong Alas is still alive for living witnesses!" said Balawa firmly.
"So you didn't go to the Duchy, brother...?"
"I will come in disguise, seek news from the Duchy's guards in every corner of Kota Raja about whether or not your son Manisari is there." Balawa said after a while.
be silent for a moment.
"It's up to you to decide, I can't get in the way. But I hope you're careful!" This woman sighed.
It seemed that he was no longer able to hold back his older brother who had made up his mind with his decision. But secretly in his heart he complained. Because it's not an easy thing to do that.
Balawa has the right to clear his good name. He is a man with dignity and pride. But for him who is weak, it can only be kept in his heart. For him the most important thing is safety. And that could not have happened to Balawa.
The woman was stunned and bowed her head. In her memory flashed the happiness when she was still living with her husband PANJIRONO.
Even though Panjirono only served as an ordinary soldier in the Duchy, it was enough for Officialni to live a simple life with her children and husband. Panjirono joined the Duchy when Manisari was just two years old.
Apparently, Adipati Kayoman was very kind to know the condition of his soldier. Panjirono often came home with souvenirs from the Duke, since it was known that Panjirono had a beautiful wife and a small daughter. Most of the soldiers are still young and do not have a wife.
It turned out that their happiness was taken away when Officialni heard the news that her husband had died while carrying out his duties in the northern region.
Since then, Officialni has lived in sorrow. Fortunately, Adipati Kayoman often helped him send money and groceries through his emissary. One thing Officialni did not expect was that Adipati Kayoman wanted her to be his second wife.
Officials at that time were grieving and had just walked forty days after the death of her husband. But he could not refuse the Duke's proposal to marry her. She officially became the second wife of Duke Kayoman. But the household with the Duke only lasted three years. The Duke of Kayoman officially divorced him. The reason was because Officialni's older brother was involved in robbing the Kingdom's property. Because he was worried about dropping his Adipati's dignity, Adipati Kayoman divorced his second wife.
*
When Officialni excused herself to return to her village with little hope, BALAWA only escorted her to the door of the hut. "You don't need to worry about your son, my little brother...! I'll tell my friends to also look for his trail!" Balawa said.
Officialni only nodded, then hurriedly walked away from the courtyard of the hut where her sister lived at the foot of the mountain in the corner of the remote village.
BALAWA was still standing on the front porch of his hut. His eyes looked far ahead as if imagining the future that would pass. Slowly a smile appeared between his lips. He heard his voice mumbling among the silence that gripped around the quiet place.
"Hm... To achieve something expensive must require a big sacrifice. I have started a new step for my goals and aspirations. I feel sorry for Officialni who is suffering, because her husband is divorced. For a while I have to cover my secret. I am forced to sacrifice MANISARI to achieve my goal. That bastard duke will have an even more miserable life in the future as my revenge! My only hope is WIKU AMPYANG! In three months I think I've got good news about the results that were applied to Manisari. And I can use that girl's power to achieve my goal..."
Remembering the days ahead, Balawa smirked. Then went into his room. It didn't take long for him to come out again dressed concisely. A dagger was hidden under his clothes. Keris who never stays and always takes him with him when he goes out.
The next moment Balawa had stepped outside the hut, and after his mouth twitched as if reciting an incantation as was his custom then his left foot stamped three times on the ground. Soon his body has flashed rapidly infiltrate into the forest.
***
THE THIRD MONTH OF THE RAIN SEASON HAS ARRIVED...
At almost noon, a horseman appeared to enter a village to the south of King's City. The rider on the black horse was a stout man dressed in dark blue. At his waist was a fine sheathed sword. The sword hilt sticks out on the left side of the waist.
The sky was overcast, and it was drizzling lightly. The young man dressed all in blue with a yellow belt stopped his horse in front of a tavern. After glancing at the tavern door for a moment he jumped down.
A slightly chubby middle-aged man rushed out. His face lit up with a smile when he saw who was coming.
"Gusti Anom SURABANGA...! Ah, welcome..." he said as he bowed deeply. A man in a loose white shirt sticks his head out the door of the tavern. Just then the fat man saw her. "Eh, lackey! Hurry up and get this horse to the side. Then clean the table for the guests...!" shouted the fat man, reaching
right hand.
"OK! OK, uncle...!" said the long-haired young man as he stepped out the door. Then he brought the dashing young man's horse, dressed all in blue, to the side of the tavern to be tied there.
"Come...! Come, Gusti Anom, please come in!" said the fat man welcoming his guest with great respect.
Secretly the lackey glanced. In his heart he said.
"Hm, who is this dashing guest? In one day it seems that there are many visitors to the tavern. If earlier it was three hot-tempered men, now a stout young man on horseback..."