
*Eighth Flower Goddess (De Bude)*
He's not so handsome, but he's a young man. Wearing a ribbon headband bright red and long up to the buttocks became his trademark. His smile always blooms every meet people, whether familiar or not, as if deliberately showing off a row of clean white neat teeth. There was no advertising for toothpaste at the time. However, if there was no one, he did not smile.
The young man in white clothes and white pants was among those allowed to enter, even though the meeting at the Great Pendopo was only for seniors over seventy years.
He stepped into the Pendopo of Greatness and passed Ki Ageng Kunsa Pari who walked down. Ki Ageng Kunsa Pari did not even want to lift his face even though he knew he was passing someone. The young man even saw a drop of water falling down from Ki Ageng Kunsa Pari's face.
“Cunsa Paris!” reprimanding the young man is like reprimanding peers. When he greeted, a glimpse of his tongue that was as white as cotton.
However, Ki Ageng Kunsa Pari did not reply. He continued to walk outside without heeding the young man in the slightest, even though he was actually familiar with the person.
The young man just looked in wonder. With a question mark on his heart, the young man continued to step in.
“Welcome, White Tongue Prince!” welcome Ki Rawa Banggir while standing up and smiling kindly to the young man called the White Tongue Prince.
“It looks like something just happened here?” asked the White Tongue Prince with a big smile to everyone.
“I already know your sins, Prakarsa. Now we wait for the fruit of sin. So I have no interest anymore!” said the Goddess of Heart Eyes while standing with fixed feet stepping on nothing. Then in a rather harsh tone he confirmed, “If anyone does not like me marrying a Kunsa Pari disciple, face me outside!”
That sentence of challenge made all of them speechless and only looked at the Heart-Eye Goddess. The new White Tongue Prince was also silent, but his face looked in shock.
Claps!
The Goddess of Heart Eyes just disappeared.
“What the fuck? Why has the meeting started?!” shouted a woman from the wide door of the pendopo.
Grandma who is none other than Emping Panaswati aka Grandma Stick that bending, came with Ki Ageng Kunda Poyo.
“Isn't the show supposed to be tonight?” ask Ki Ageng Kunda Poyo anyway.
“There is a precarious problem, so we had an impromptu meeting,” replied Ewit Kurnawa.
“We also bring precarious problems!” emping Panaswati. “Do you know what heirlooms are being contested in Lolongan Cave?”
“Strong Stick of Gods!” answer the God of Death.
“Appa?!” shock some of the old figures in the big room.
“Aaah yes yes!” abna Hadaya shouted as if she had just woken up. “The Scepter of Gods is in the Lolongan Cave. Many warriors who fell into the abyss and got stung!”
“Why did you just say, Abna Hadaya? Haven't you been here since?” ask the Eastern Devil, the Green Fan Angel.
“Aaah! I forget. My mind is confused by a wild woman who always asks for genjot…. Uh, what's genjot anyway? I mean keep asking for a sling!” kilah Abna Hadaya's.
“How can that number one heirloom be there?” ask Ewit Kurnawa.
“You just ask this Kunda Loyo. He's in charge!” said Emping Panaswati who showed his annoyance.
“Yes, it's all my fault. I-i'm sorry! But, it's not my fault. I didn't do anything wrong. The son of the Demon King God Angel who suddenly came and robbed the heirloom from my residence!” said Ki Ageng Kunda Poyo who did not want to be blamed one hundred percent.
“What did you say earlier, Kunda Poyo? Son of the Angel God Demon King?” ask Grandma the Flying Chest.
“Did you guys see something strange from inside the abyss that is in the Howling Cave?” ask the God of Death.
“No,” replied Ki Ageng Kunda Poyo and Emping Panaswati together.
“Is there anything strange?” ask Emping Panaswati.
“There is no!” abna said quickly while pointing hands, like a meticulously intelligent participant. “In the middle of the abyss there is a hard air that if passed makes a waving movement…. Uh, meaning slowing down. Hahaha!”
“It was the Air Wall that came from the bottom of the ravine, from the tomb of Goddess Geger Jagad,” said the God of Death.
“What? Tomb of Goddess Geger Jagad?” ki Ageng Kunda Poyo.
“I want to say that the mess created in Lolongan Cave is the work of the Demon Kingdom. The chaos was commanded by Prabu's illegitimate son Raga Sata who was also Joko's half-brother Calm. So do not be surprised if the princess can have the Scepter of Gods. So Joko Calm down and his wives will face off against his own sister. What you may not know yet is that Prabu Raga Sata was killed by my grandson, King Anjas, his father Joko,” said the God of Death.
“What?!” shock a number of them.
“Then who replaced that rotten banana demon?” asked the Single Hand Goddess pitched so hateful to the ruler of the Demon Kingdom.
“Jin Gurba,” replied God of Death.
“What the fuck? In one moment we are dealing with three great powers. Dewi Geger Jagad, owner of the Scepter of Gods and Jin Gurba,” said the King of Devil's Root.
“Eh, what does it mean we face Goddess Geger Jagad?” asked the White Tongue Prince who was already sitting among them.
“The person you love has risen from the dead,” said the Prince of Old Tread who sits on the right side of the young man, who is actually almost full-year-old.
“Oh!” sigh the White Tongue Prince, who then smiled to himself. “I don't know if this is bad news or happy. Initiative, do you want to compete with me again? Hahaha!”
“Petra Kelana, do you not know who killed Goddess Geger Jagad?” asked the Old Tread Prince half-whispered to the White Tongue Prince by mentioning his real name, but his words were still heard by all.
“No. Who?” ask the White Tongue Prince.
“I!” answer the God of Death.
The White Tongue Prince so looked intently at the Death God. But then, he smiled.
“Later you have to explain to me, Initiative! You've been hiding a secret about Goddess Ara!” said the White Tongue Prince while pointing at the Death God.
“Better this meeting we finish first. We need some free time to think about it. At the meeting later tonight, we will discuss one by one. I hope, none of you who oppress themselves face this problem,” said Ewit Kurnawa.
“Alright,” says God of Death.
“Then waiting for another arrival, we will meet later tonight!” ki Rawa Banggir exclaimed rather loudly, stressing that it was a decision.
“How about the Goddess of the Heart Eye? He has done an embarrassing deed!” ask the Silver Wolf.
“You didn't hear what he said, Santa Marya? You can fight him if you don't like his behavior!” the Sekar Arum Minati. “I'll talk to the Goddess of Hearts!”
“How about Kunsa Pari?” ask Ki Sombajolo.
“I will talk to him,” replied the God of Death. (BH)