Six months have passed since Nanjar left following Peta's directions to find a book of white magic. Let's move on to a place in the cold South where the land and trees are covered in snow almost all the time.
The girl dressed in a fur coat jogged across the snow, revealing the footprints she had left behind. His movements seemed to be furtive as if he was worried that someone would notice him. For a moment he stopped behind tree trunks covered in snow, or behind rocks whitened by snowdrifts.
In the girl's arms was a cloth bundle that had been hidden for a while under a fur coat. From the gap in the fur coat that was slightly open at the top, a beautiful face could be seen. It turned out that she was a beautiful virgin with small lips that were slightly chapped in the middle.
"It's going to be dark soon! I have to quickly deliver this food, and come back quickly before night falls..." hissed the girl.
A few moments later he had arrived at the side of a rocky cliff. Then creep up the side of the steep cliff carefully. Until finally he found a hole between the gaps in the cliff which was tightly covered with leafless tree trunks because of the thickness of the snow.
This virgin moved the stone covering the slightly open gap, then slipped into the hole.
"Yulian...! You came again...?" There was the sound of someone greeting from the room inside.
"I brought you food..." said the girl as she stepped inside. It turned out that the room inside the hole had become wider. There was a faint light illuminating the room from a hole at the top which was not that big.
A young man was seen sitting among a pile of sand. It seemed he was working on digging the soil at the bottom of the cliff in the hole. He was a young man with long, long hair over his shoulders, and his shoulders looked dirty and full of grains of sand, so his face was grinning. In front of him appeared a rusty iron coffin.
"You... you've found it, Nanjar...?" snapped this girl with a face changing excited. It turns out that the long-haired young man is none other than the Dazed God. It turns out that this young man's departure to look for the book of white magic, following the instructions on the map, had brought his footsteps until he arrived in an area that was cold and always covered in snow. One thing that was very coincidental was that Nanjar found a friend, a beautiful virgin named Yulian. A name that was quite foreign to the Dazed God's ears, as well as a different language. But thanks to Nanjar's tenacity in studying, he managed to master the girl's language even though it was a bit stiff. Yulian turned out to be a beautiful girl, with a sharp nose and blonde hair. Nanjar found the white virgin as lost in an area where the land was swampy. Luckily it snowed that winter, so the dangerous swamps were covered with snow, and the water froze.
The introduction of the white-skinned virgin greatly pleased the Dazed God. And it turned out that the virgin herself felt sympathy for him because Nanjar was able to resist the cold, even without wearing fur clothes. And the courage of the young man has amazed him. Until his enthusiasm to escape became stronger, because with this young man he would definitely protect him.
Nearly two weeks since that meeting, Nanjar looked for food and took it to hide in caves and rock niches. During that time they learned each other's languages. It turned out that Nanjar was quite intelligent, and in a short time could master the foreign language of this white girl.
Only then did Yulian understand that Nanjar had come to the area to look for a book of white magic following the instructions of a map he was carrying. Because of his deep sympathy and good impression of the long, brown-skinned young man, Yulian helped Nanjar find where the secret book of white magic was kept.
Unfortunately, meanwhile, the Mongols who were looking for Yulian continued to track them to every corner of the snowy area to find the girl who had run away... From the girl's explanation, Nanjar knew that Yulian was the daughter of an emperor. The kingdom and territory of the girl's father were successfully controlled by the enemy. Yulian managed to escape. But was trapped by a group of Mongols. And at a good opportunity, the girl tried to escape, until she met the Dazed God.
Finally, Nanjar managed to find the cave as indicated on the map. Unfortunately, Yulian was tracked down by the Mongols who were hunting him. It turned out that the people who were hunting him were another group from the group that once held Yulian captive. One of them was known to Yulian as a tribal chief in a Mongol village.
Nanjar immediately took action. He ordered Yulian to come out of hiding, and ordered that Yulian follow the group of tribal chiefs. Because it took him an unknown amount of time to find the book of white magic. Nanjar believes the group will protect the girl. Yulian couldn't refuse and immediately came out of the hiding place... That was, until he was in the group. However, it turned out that they lived not far from the cliff where Nanjar found the cave where the heirloom book he was looking for was stored. Until twice, the girl secretly met the God of Daze.
This had to be done, because first he couldn't hold back his longing to meet Nanjar. Second, he wanted to know whether Nanjar had succeeded in finding the book... And the third was, he had made the decision to join the young man. Due to circumstances it was no longer possible for him to return to the territory of his father's Kingdom which had been controlled by the enemy. Even according to the news his father had died in battle.
Now this beautiful, white-skinned, blue-eyed virgin was standing in front of the Daze God with her mouth half open. His eyes stared intently at the iron chest on a pile of sand, in front of the young man.
Yulian stepped closer, then crouched in front of Nanjar who was trying to open the iron chest. It wasn't too difficult to open it, besides the iron box was rusty, Nanjar also had strength beyond ordinary people. The chest was opened, and a leather book was visible inside.
Nanjar picked up the object, then opened the pages of the leather book. Secretly he was grateful because he could understand his writing which seemed foreign to Yulian. A moment later Nanjar stood up. Yulian also stood up. His round, curly eyes stared intently at the Daze God. But the lips that had painted a smile, suddenly vanished like being swept away by the wind.
"You... you've managed to get the book, Nanjar...! Then what are you going to do next...?" asked this wench.
"Haha... of course learn it until I can master that white magic!" said Nanjar, laughing and breathing a sigh of relief.
"After you successfully study ..." said the girl with a gloomy face not excited.
"Of course back to the land where my blood spilled, and before burning this book that I no longer need!" said the Dazed God.
"You're going to leave me...?" Yulian said with her face down. Nanjar was momentarily stunned. He could see the maiden's eyes glisten.
"Yulian...! I haven't left this cave yet, why did you say I would leave you?" said Nanjar in a low voice. His arm around the foreign girl's chin until her face looked up.
Suddenly this virgin sobbed while hugging the young man in front of her.
"Nanjar...! Don't leave me...! I will go wherever you go. Take me with you if you ever leave this area..." said Yulian in a trembling voice. It felt like warm water was running down the Daze God's chest. Nanjar let the virgin hug him, while his arm stroked the virgin's hair.
"Yulian... could that happen? You left the area where you grew up. Can you live with me? With someone who doesn't know their life?" said the Dazed God softly.
"Why not, my beloved? I... I have fallen in love with you. To the Dragon's mouth or the Tiger's lair and where you go to take me, I will faithfully follow you...! Nanjar! Oh, don't you understand the feelings of my heart? may no longer live in this area.Because my father's power has fallen.
My father has died. I don't know what will be my fate next? And that group of Mongolians will still chase me... And... ahh..." The girl didn't continue her words, because she was sobbing and buried her face in Nanjar's chest.
Nanjar slowly let go of the virgin's embrace. His arm grabbed Yulian's chin until the girl's face looked up again.
"Never mind, sweet Yuhan...! A pretty girl will be ugly if she cries. I will..."
"You will take me later after you have mastered the white magic book?" Yulian interrupted with his face turning bright. Nanjar nodded with a smile. Inevitably his heart so touched and there is a strange feeling that is bubbling in his chest. The warmth of the girl's body and the smell of her mouth made Nanjar feel like he was being stung into a heart-fluttering feeling... And Yulian whispered softly.
"Nanjar... Oooh... I Love You... Nanjar..." The faces of the two got closer, while the girl's pair of eyes were already half closed with her tiny lips parted waiting for the closer lips to be crushed. However, when he waited, he didn't feel anything sticking to his lips, making this girl open her eyes again.
"Nanjar... don't you love me...?" Yulian said in a low, hissing voice, and his eyes were still closed.
"I... I love you, Yulian..." said the Dazed God. And... suddenly he kissed the girl's tiny lips. From there, he embraced her in response with the passionate turmoil of love. For so long he held back the feeling of longing, burying it in his chest. Now he's spilled everything. He was ready to give up everything... But suddenly Nanjar let go of this virgin's embrace. Of course it made Yulian feel strange. He saw the young man turn his face towards the hole. Nanjar's ears heard a sound approaching the hole. This girl became tense. Nanjar motioned to him not to make a sound.
The tense situation immediately disappeared when what appeared between the holes was only a white mouse. The animal entered the gap in the hole, then ran around the corner, slipping into oblivion among the rocks.
Nanjar breathed a sigh of relief. Likewise the virgin. For a moment the Dazed God stared at the girl. This virgin hugged Nanjar tightly.
His heart was relieved because he thought that the Mongols were the tribe chief's men who had been looking for him.
***
The Dara suddenly let go of the hug "I have to come back soon, Nanjar...! When I went here the chief of the tribe and several other Mongols were away. There was only a Mongolian who guarded the small village in a deep sleep because he stayed up all night on guard . I have to get back there immediately before the chief and his men return…” said Yulian. Nanjar nodded. His eyes looked at the girl sharply. For some reason, Nanjar started to feel worried and really cared about the foreign girl.
"You've been fine all this time, Yulian...?" The girl nodded. "They are all fine, and no one bothers me. Maybe they are still hoping for things to change. Wars in several places are still continuing. If my father's empire can be restored and the enemy can be repulsed, of course they will receive a reward for protecting me as Emperor's daughter. But I thought that hope was just empty. And they were just waiting for something in vain..."
For a moment, Nanjar was stunned. But he didn't say anything but just kept quiet. The atmosphere became silent.
"What are you thinking, my love...?" Julian asked. His arms caressed this young man's bare chest.
"I... ah, I forgot I haven't eaten the food you brought...!" said Nanjar. Yulian smiled as he quickly got up and picked up the cloth package containing the food. Then gave it to Nanjar.
That's when they gasped because their ears faintly heard the sound of a long trumpet blowing over and over again. For a moment the two stared at each other. Julian was flabbergasted. Suddenly his face changed.
"What is that sound, Yulian...?" asked Nanjar.
"Oh... that... that's the sound of the victory trumpet!" said the virgin as she jumped to her feet. Then move quickly toward the hole. Nanjar followed chase out. What did Nanjar and the foreign maiden see? It turned out that hundreds of soldiers were marching towards a small village on the snow plains. At the front of the hundreds of Kingdom soldiers were twelve male Mongols whom Yulian knew were a group headed by a tribal chief. Yulian stared in disbelief.
Hundreds of Royal troops were seen stopping and not continuing their journey. But twenty soldiers headed by a dashing young man on horseback continued their journey, following behind twelve Mongol men.
"Oh... aren't my eyes wrong? That... that's not Prince Alamando...?" this girl snapped with a hissing sound. "Ah, it turns out reinforcements have arrived...! So fast...! Yes, why so fast...?"
"Who is Prince Alamando?" Nanjar asked.
"He... he is the prince of the Thor Kingdom! The neighbor of my father's kingdom which has been controlled by the enemy. It turns out things have changed so quickly...!" said Yulian in a hoarse voice. A voice that sounded like emotion mixed with joy. But also mixed with sadness. Because at that moment the sound of drums and trumpets could be heard in the distance, sounding like notes of victory. It turned out that reinforcements from the Thor Kingdom had succeeded in reclaiming the territory of the girl's father's Kingdom. And Prince Alamando's arrival was to pick him up.
"What do you mean by your words Yulian? What's so fast?" The Dazed God's question made him wake up from his daze. Dara turned to Nanjar. His eyes looked wet with welling tears.
"Nanjar...! It seems that the food I brought you is the last food...! Because...because I will soon be invited to return to the Read Stair Of Thor kingdom! The Red Star Kingdom has been united with the Thor Kingdom! It turns out that this incident is really "Beyond my expectations...! The reinforcements from the Thor Kingdom won victory and succeeded in repelling the enemy. I didn't expect that we would finally be separated..." said Yulian with tears streaming down both cheeks.
Nanjar like waking up from a dream. He looked at the girl's face. He looked at the curly eyelashes of the pair of blue eyes. For a moment he was stunned. However, he soon sighed. Nanjar held both virgin's shoulders as he said.
"Go, sweet girl...! I'm happy to hear that. You're not meant to be with me, and I think your life will be better in the future...! Prince Alamando seems like a dashing man. He will certainly love you as his queen!"
"Where did you... you know he will be my husband...?" Yulian snapped with wide eyes. Her heart was shocked because Nanjar already knew that Prince Alamando was her future husband.
"From your eyes...!" said Nanjar with a smile. This girl lowered her face. His lips trembled to say the words.
"With circumstances that have changed like now, I really can't refuse his proposal...! But... Nanjar...! I... really love you...!" said this girl. And immediately he hugged Nanjar, sobbing. Her face was buried in the young man's broad chest. Even though he was happy with the victory, on the other hand, his heart was broken. She was already in love with the brown-skinned young man.
Nanjar broke free from this virgin's embrace, grabbed her chin and kissed her wet eyes.
"Come back soon, Yulian! I love you too. But you can't help but have to go home soon! Look! They will definitely be looking for you because you are not in that village..."
Yulian looked down. Twenty soldiers from Thor's kingdom, headed by Prince Alamando, appeared to have entered the mouth of the village where he had been living all this time.
"Nanjar...! I won't forget everything I experienced with you... Alright! I'll be back, Nanjar...! I Love You... dear...!"
Once again, Yulian kissed and crushed the lips of the dashing young man he admired. Then let go with his eyes looking at the young man's face.
"Goodbye, my hero..." he hissed with a stiff smile on his lips. The separation felt hard. But he really had to come back soon.
"Goodbye, Yulian...! I will always remember you, my girl...!" Julian nodded. "Yes...! We will remember each other...!" he said with a smile that now seemed sincere. And... he turned around. Then rushed quickly down the snow-covered rock cliff. But behind a large rock below, he stopped. Turned his head to look over the cliff. His arms were raised upwards and reached out as if to say goodbye for the last time. Nanjar who was still standing in front of the hole reached out his hand. After a moment the maiden ran quickly towards the Mongol village and did not look back. For a moment, the Dazed God turned around. Then enter the secret hole again, and slide the stone to close the hole...
Nanjar had intended to study the contents of the book of white magic and stay there until he succeeded in obtaining the knowledge inherited from the Crazy Witch King.
***
In the middle of the Twelfth Month... a region in the South was hit by an uproar with several strange events experienced by residents in several villages. This strange incident was the emergence of a scary disaster that befell women who were pregnant or in the middle of giving birth to babies.
Dozens of lives have been lost due to strange events that have struck like an epidemic, or like something resulting from a curse! Because every woman who is pregnant definitely wants blood. The desire to breathe blood is almost evenly distributed among several villages for every woman who is pregnant. To make the husband's fear of the wishes of their wives. Because after running out of livestock blood they have, of course they will want human blood.
In several places there has been panic because a wife who desires to drink blood has dared to cut the neck of her husband or child. It's a strange incident that is very worrying.
The next strange incident was when the woman gave birth, she would scream in pain and die... then die! Surprisingly the baby that was born was not in the form of a human baby. But tens of tails, centipedes and various other venomous animals that came out of the woman's womb. This is what makes the people in several villages almost crazy to think about it. Until each village head has consulted to take a way out of these terrible events. The results of the deliberations agreed that husbands were not allowed to have intercourse with their wives for a while. Because they are worried that their wives will get pregnant, then they will want to drink blood... They are also worried that if they are about to give birth, they will die, and the baby that is born will not be a normal baby.
In the midst of the unrest that gripped and panicked the villagers, an old grandmother appeared stooping towards the center of the village. Several villagers who saw the appearance of an old foreign grandmother looked a little suspicious. Several people secretly followed the old grandmother. While the others quickly reported to the village head.
Arriving in the middle of the village, this old woman stopped. Then turn your gaze around. Suddenly he pointed his wand up. And he heard the sound of giggling. Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the strange old grandmother. A group of men who were lurking around were equally surprised because they didn't know the old woman. And what will the grandmother do in the middle of the village? After laughing satisfied, the grandmother said aloud.
"Hooiii...! Listen to all the villagers! I have come to save you from the disaster in this village! Do you know why these terrible incidents occurred in this village? Hehik...hic, it was because of your negligence in giving offerings to the Fairy Queen Kemuning! Right now you men are suffering a lot because you can't have a relationship with your wives. But how far will you men be able to survive? Know this! This curse will continue for a hundred years. Do you hear that? One hundred years! " shouted the grandmother repeating her words.
For a moment the atmosphere returned to silence. I don't know when the villagers had appeared, crowded in front of the door, and looked out of the windows to see who the screaming person was. Also listen to the words he spoke.
This grandmother tapped her stick three times on the ground. Then say it again.
"Keep in mind, these words of mine! And listen carefully! If you want this disaster to end soon, do what I ordered! And... secondly, you must give half of your fields and fields every harvest season! "
A man approached the old woman. And boldly he said.
"Whatever conditions we will fulfill...! But how long will we put up offerings and give half of the produce from our fields and fields? Also where should we put the offerings, and where should we take half of the crops?" This man was named Prawira. He had only lived in the village for a few days, because he heard reports from his family about strange events that had happened to his parents' village. Prawira is a student from the Sawung Galing Islamic Boarding School at the foot of Mount Honje. His parents were village chiefs in that village.
This grandmother fixed her eyes on the man dressed all in white. Then make a chuckling sound. Then answer the question.
"Hik hik hik... regarding the length of time I can't determine yet. Please place the offerings at the side of the house hanging! And only do it every Friday night, by making an offering to the Fairy Ratu Kemuning which is intended in your heart and said with the words- said. Meanwhile, half of your produce will be taken to the forest to the east. Place it around a large rock there...!" said the old grandmother in a loud voice.
For a moment Prawira was stunned. Secretly his heart was shocked, because it was clear that this was something that was called polytheism in the religion he adhered to. This is akin to worshiping Satan! There are indeed large rocks in the forest in that place. Is the big rock now controlled by Fairy Queen Kemuning as the old grandmother said? If the conditions stated by the grandmother lead to error, it means that the Fairy Queen Kemuning is similar to a devil creature! Secretly, he actually suspected the grandmother, who didn't know where she came from. And he believes that there is a hidden trick that is used to blackmail the population, besides destroying people's faith in God Almighty. At that time the grandmother returned to the sound of cackling laughter.