Batari Word
Different Dimension
Serving the position as Deputy of tourist products, the implementation of activities in the Ministry of Tourism is not an easy matter. With the presence of 14 guests of state important in the diplomatic relations of cooperation between countries, I will hold that great responsibility for the next 5 days for the task at the end of this year. Being aware of the current duties, it would be considered a great betrayal of diplomatic relations if anything happened to them even if it was a small thing. The light of the lamp, the sparkle of the star, as if it could not be seen by me. Like a thick fog that swallowed it all. The hand felt trembling with the mouth muttering indistinctly, even the direction of the eye gaze that wanted to immediately run out of this vehicle.
“ Bu kemuning, Mr. Danu is on his way to the hotel from the airport, then dinner will start soon 3 hours again”
Said an employee who was in a car with kemuning
“ I know. Contact Keysa and Adjutant Jodi to place some people who have joined Breafing this afternoon with me to welcome him.”
Say kemunning while checking the phone screen
“ Good Bu”
“ Let's hope we find them less than 2 hours. If not..”
Kemuning who felt dizzy by scrambling his hair
“ Ma'am, we know very well you work very hard. Don't so blame yourself”
Said the employee who was staring worriedly
“ I feel like I've lost my mind this time!”
Security cars and ambulances were also deployed with the help of several TNI and police forces. Together we penetrated the hustle and bustle of the city at night only to find the four state guests who misrepresented the instructions for the dinner. As soon as we reached the location, all the personnel immediately scattered and did the arrangement of the rescue plan, as well as me. Stifled breath, sweaty water pouring out, wide range of eyes still can not find them. Trying to remember where and what I said to them all, until finally the phone again rang to give good news that I really want to get and finally I can breathe freely.
“ Serve as per procedure immediately, then take it back to dinner. Report everything back to me without any delay. I'll catch up with” soon
He started walking with half a run
“ GOOD BU KEMUNING. ”
Say one of the organizer's assistants
Like a cold wind blowing on me. I was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after receiving this good news. But the night came as if it was silent no birds were heard chirping back. Before long the thick fog that felt cold enveloped the ground shook with an unstoppable shock. The legs that tried to support even flexed me limp so I can think my body hit something that made me unconscious. Samar I heard my name called several times.. Kemuning, Kemuning, Kemuning. At least this is the last memory I remember, until it dawned on me that I was in a completely different place...
“ RADEN RARA!! The Gusti DEN RARA.. BUILD Den..”
Said a middle-aged woman
“ YELLOW!! You're okay, okay? Can you hear me?”
Said a man who sounded worried about kemuning
“ Pain once. What am I. . . . . . . . .”
Kemuning tried to sit down and stopped talking when he saw what was around him
“ Kemuning??”
Said the man back who was puzzled to see such a yellowish expression that was so shocked
“ At.. Ma'am? Are you really Atma?”
“ Yes, I am Atma. Dismissed, don't worry me more. What's the matter?”
Atma helps to sit
The atma? I keep asking this question in my heart. A man I knew as a young businessman was gifted with good looks and cleverness that stunned anyone to his amazement. Even without realizing it because of the work relationship, the, my relationship with this man also became much closer than just a business cooperation relationship considering the level of my education with him also had a beautiful moment that was cut off due to heart block that occurred misunderstanding. Unexpectedly our meeting for the second time caused a feeling that we thought had been sealed shut without leaving a trace of fond memories.
My question at this moment is, why is Atma wearing that strange outfit? Where are the suits and ties she wears every day? Awakening will be around me that feels very strange with the presence of some women using kemben like the old days are covered with woven sarongs by carrying her hair. They looked at me with worry and fear.
Then the men brought swords that were also covered in sarong pants and even a shield in his hand as if ready to fight.. The place I was sitting was like a market area or a residential area that looks very traditional. Why are their clothes and appearance all like that? As well as this atmosphere, what are they prostrating to worship me for? As well as the horse, why are there so many horses here?? Wait a minute, is there filming a colossal movie in this area? Re-awakening to what I was wearing with my hairdo, this yellow scarf too.. And THE ARROW?? Why did I bring the arrow bow? What's the matter? Where am I at the moment? Ahhh.. My head.. My head hurts so much..
“ Kemuning you okay? Suddenly there was a child running right towards you when we rode earlier, you tried to avoid it but what happened you rolled hit the fence”
Atma stared worriedly
“ Raden Rara.. Empu is worried about Gusti Raden.”
A middle-aged ladyboy came back to help
“ RARA?? WHO'S RARA?? I'M YELLOWED!!”
The yellowish speech that parried the hand of the middle-aged lady's lady-in-waiting
“ Wrestling.. Raden Mas how is this?”
The lady-in-waiting was surprised and frightened to look at Atma
“ Calm empu elegant. Kemunun I help you stand”
The atma's voice holding her waist helped her stand up
“ Atma, why do they call me Raden Rara? Who'sis that? And you too, why did they call you Raden Mas??”
It looks confused
“ Kemuning listen to me. You are the daughter of the granddaughter of king Mahendra. Of course they call you with a grand calling. Then I was the grandson of Prince Sadawira, where my father Mahapatih Danudara was his son. So they called me the same as you.”
“ Prince? The king? Wait for.. Atma are you kidding me?”
Kemuning who pulled the hand of Atma looked at him asking for more explanation from him
“. . . . . . . . . . .”
The speechless Atma stared at the yellowish warmly so worried about him
Not likely.. What's the matter? It dawned upon seeing my reflection in a jug of high yellow copper dangling like a mirror in a hut of rattan and bamboo. The roof that was either made of straw or other leaves that were covered was very neat. I looked very closely, even my face and name were all the same as this woman, why could I look like this? Am I in a coma? Or time travel to get into another woman's body? How could it, could it not be possible for that to happen. Aargh.. Why does my head feel so dizzy at this moment.. All of these sights look very foreign to me. Where did the asphalt and power poles I always saw along the road go? Now only change the red soil with leaves that look a little covering it.
“ Bring here the horse carriage, let Raden Rara rest in it. We go straight back to the residence of Patih Andaru”
Atma speech that supports kemuning because it feels dizzy and lost balance
“BOTH GUSTI RADEN MAS”
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Passing through the foreign atmosphere that I only saw from the colossal film that felt so real even more than what I imagined. Then the tares and natural nuances around it are so very prominent even during the day like this, for some reason the air feels very cool with angry rays that do not feel stinging burning skin. Before long the horse carriage stalled on a House with a building that was so distinctive but looks luxurious so wide and wide. Atma again opened the horse carriage door and let me in like a noblewoman. Then I was directed to a place by some of the ladies guarding me..
“ Gusti Raden Rara, please rest”
Said a ladyboy who bowed before the yellowing and walked backwards
“ Rest here? What room is this? Wait, where are you going?”
They are confused and afraid
Where is this? Awakened to the mosquito net with carved wooden poles, dangling cloth covered the sky of the room like a luxurious curtain dangling down. Trying to sit down, I also looked at the area around me. Is this my room? A combination of stone, earth, bricks, and wood that looks engraved. Dressing table that does not have a mirror at all, only the reflection of a brass touch. Clay drinking place made by a very reliable craftsman.. The room area is also spacious with not too many items but looks luxurious looking at the decoration in this room as if this is indeed the room of a granddaughter of a royal princess.. Shortly after admiring everything around me, someone came back to me.
“ Kemuning can I enter?”
Atma from the outside
“ Si, please”
“ I'm worried about you. Are you really okay? I see Reden Panji and Raden Ayu are still not back, do I need to call the royal physician?”
Atma who walked over to kemuning and stared at kemuning
“ Ta.. bib?.. Nope, no. I'm fine.. Just.. It takes time to digest all this”
Kemuning who turned his gaze around with a long sigh
“ Are you sure? Because I still have business in the palace, so if it is you.”
“ NO. I mean, thank you. I'm fine.. Go, you must be very busy, right?”
kemunun who looks panicked by stopping Atma talking
“ Alright, please let me know if you need something”
Atma who stroked the head of kemuning gently and passed away
Why is Atma so concerned about me? Is he a different person? No, no, not even his voice looks exactly the same. Even the way he treated me was the same Atma I used to know, only here Atma treated me more intensely like I was his fiancee or his wife.. Or am I really here..? No, no, kemuning! What are you thinking right now?
“ Gusti Raden Rara's.. Is Nyi Gusti Raden Rara ready to clean up?”
Said a ladyboy who was bowing down on the ground not daring to stare yellowly
“ Wrestling. . . Raden Rara. . .”
Said Kemuning who felt strange with the name and treatment of the woman before him
“ Yes Gusti Raden. Please go to the bathing pool, we will help all the needs of Raden Rara”
“ Bath Pool?? Me??”
Kemuning who felt surprised by the words of the lady
“ Yes Gusti Raden.. Even Gusti Raden Rara Pureswati is waiting for you there”
“ Pur.. Pures who??”
“ MaafkGusti Raden's.. Raden Rara Pureswari is Rayi Gusti Raden”
“ Rayi? Whatisit? What other words from sister or brother?”
“. . . . . Please Gusti Raden Willing to walk towards baths” pool
The lady-in-waiting shifted as if giving way to kemuning
The legs were slightly shaking, with a gaze full of question marks. I ventured to see if this was real or if it was just a moment's dream. Passing through the gate of the room door, 6 dayers came to me with 2 male knights behind him carrying swords. I walked and they prostrated themselves, resting beside me. Feeling uncomfortable but I try not to pay it any heed. The area of this house is really very large with there are several separate buildings in it. When heading to the bathing pool, I also saw the atmosphere around me that is still very very very traditional, fireplace, touch, even all made of clay with a mixture of brass and copper.
Arriving at the bathing pool, I saw a girl covered in sarong cloth cleaning herself in the pool of warm water was assisted by a few ladies-in-waiting who cleaned her long hair. The girl was very pretty but it was a little noticeable there was a similarity of my face on her. White smooth slim body like a true royal princess grandson. Awakened will the ladies who try to remove the belt wrapped in cloth. The scarf was released, the hand ornaments, necklaces, and makeup throne in my head were released by them. My hair was also in the description dangling long down and let me into the pool.. The beautiful girl looked at me as if she was surprised to see me.
“ Ha.. Hello”
Say kemuning who stutters with all this
“ Gusti Raden Rara.. Raka kemuning is okay? Rayi heard Raka fell while riding.”
Pureswari who touched her yellow hands and looked at her with worry
“ Me. . . It's okay, thanks for worrying me”
“ Yes Raka.. Father and mother are also very worried about Raka kemuning. We all..”
Pureswari who re-cleaned themselves by being beside kemuning
“ Ayahanda and. . . Mother?”
Kemuning stared at Pureswari in confusion
It does not take long, the ladies immediately serve with a very heart and also full of tenderness. I honestly feel uncomfortable at this moment, but I try to hold it back so as not to cause any more problems. As soon as Pureswari and I were cleaned again and helped to put on clothes and other jewelry that I did not understand how and where I should wear them. Quietly waiting for their results to me, finally a ladyboy gave a copper metal plate like a mirror so that I could see very clearly my very different appearance this time.
Pureswari then stood behind me as if waiting for me who should have walked first past him leaving this hot spring pool. I also walked with my lady-in-waiting back, the wind felt cooler and also cooler. The air that was still not polluted, the sky turned blue with white clouds accompanying. Realizing the location of the bathing pool which was higher in the backyard of the house, I can see clearly now where I am. Stopped step will see a magnificent palace with rocks and a gate so gallant stretched which is not far from where I stand. High, very high palace. So this is where I end up? What kingdom am I in right now?
“ Kemuning Raka? Raka didn't start walking?”
The confused Pureswari looked towards Kemuning
“ Sorry Pures, I mean Rayi. . . Can you tell me what the name of the current King is?”
Kemuning who turned to look at Pureswari
“Not King, But Gusti Her Majesty Queen Tribuana. . . What's Raka?”
My views and thoughts immediately floated trying to remember the value of history. Your Majesty Queen Tribuana?? As I recall is the third descendant after Jayanegara. So, this is where I am? Majapahit Kingdom is famous for the great where in the time of rebellion. What's gonna happen to me?