Batari Word
Self-Esteem
Head down, cross-legged legs folded very nicely. Do not raise your eyes just look under the wooden floor that looks so sturdy.. The figure of a loved one who stood firm by puffing his chest as if ready to hit me with words that are able to make the heart feel angry and unsettled mind. I also just resigned to whatever punishment he would give me at this time..
“ GRAB THE PRABU STIRA SYMBOL HANGING ON THE SHAWL TIE! THE ARROW ON HIS SHOULDER AND HIS SWORD. FROM NOW ON YOU, DYAH KEMUNING I LAW SERVE THE KINGDOM!”
Said Raden Panji Andaru who was very angry at kemuning
“ Kakanda's... Adinda please, can.”
“ NO EXCEPTIONS. KEMUNING IMMEDIATELY PREPARED WITH PURESWARI TOWARDS THE PALACE, RIGHT NOW! ”
Raden Panji who cut off Raden Ayu's conversation was furious and immediately walked away from the room
It was obvious that her mother's current concern for me was trying to hold back her tears.. Back only to be bowed down in shame over this childish behavior, the mother left the room trying to chase after the father.. Pureswari who sat folded her arms trying to hold tightly to my hand with her gaze that felt full of pity and guilt for what was happening to me at this moment. Feeling that this was my mistake, I who smiled bitterly in front of Pureswari tried to stand straight back and walk to my room to be ready to bring the needs I needed while in the palace later.
As soon as it was done, it was seen that the horse carriage was waiting for me at the gate with Pureswari already inside waiting for me by bowing his head feeling uncomfortable with what happened to me. The mother who felt sad by hugging me tightly for my departure, ended up crying and turned her body to avoid the gaze to be tough. The father who tried to be firm but so worried about me was seen arrogantly standing beside the main gate without seeing my departure.. If the longer I stay here, it'll only make them more worried. I finally stepped inside the carriage and we went to the palace.
“ Raka, training to be Sawa Yatha (Art Teacher) will take a short time.”
Pureswari said with a clutch of yellow hands
“ I know, relax.”
Kemuning returned to return Pureswari's hand
“ Raka Kemuning, I really know this is not your expertise, you will definitely be very difficult.. If there was anything I could do to change Ayahanda's opinion.”
Pureswari who lowered her head feeling depressed could not help kemuning
“ Rayi, visit as often as possible and then you teach me.. How?”
“ DEFINITE. Raka, you don't have to worry.. I will visit you so often.”
Pureswari who returned excited by looking at the smiling face of kemuning
The horse-drawn carriage came to a halt just east of the palace where the servants were training. Some large hall Bale stretched with visible purpose and direction where to step. The memory of me who previously studied as a Royal Warrior until the award for status as a Prabu Stira was flashed clearly by me.. With a wave of hands from Pureswari turning with his chariot leaving the palace, these footsteps came to a halt when the direction of my destination this time did not lead where the heart said, but where the responsibility said.. With a deep breath and heavy heart, I also walked towards the special Bale of Artists who was opposite the main Bale hall.
The eyes stopped on the main Bale Room which was decorated with various types of art or musical instruments.. Even their appearance is very different from mine like Pureswari who always dress up very gracefully. The foot that stepped with each eye looking could be clearly seen by me, as my current appearance was especially for Bale Martial, who was identical to being rude, stubborn, even stone-hearted. In contrast to their personalities that are so flexible, friendly, and also elegant like Pureswari.. For some reason every time I see one of them, I will definitely be reminded of my sister Pureswari..
“ You.. Yellowy? “
Said a woman who approached Kemuning in a soft voice
“ Yes.. I kemuning. “
“ I Diajeng Sekar ayu.. It would be too much if I were called Master, but here I am known as Kathamarawa.. (Minister of Culture of the choice of the Queen in the palace) “
Said Diajeng while bowing his head slightly to kemuning
“ Aaah, Yes.. I just met you for the first time.”
Kemuning who returned his head
“ Say, what does the venerable Gusti Prabu Stira do in this Bale?”
“ You know, who am I? How can?”
Said Kemuning in great surprise
“ Only a few women were elected directly by the Queen on the day of the coronation that Day.. So I can clearly remember who those women were.”
“ What... You're one of the five women who stood with me at the time?”
A new memory recalling the day of the coronation
“ Right.. You become Prabu Stira, while I am Kathamarawa.”
Diajeng's smile was really charming, even I as a woman felt she was a very beautiful woman and also very graceful. Seeing how her stature and body movements, Diajeng was not an ordinary woman.. Where did this woman come from? Muttering in my heart, I forgot to put all my things and see how my room was during my time in this palace. But suddenly, even when I had not fully prepared myself without the knowledge of Diajeng walked out while pulling my hand and I was forced to follow him from behind. Like subordinates and superiors, he walked very firmly, while I walked with a little subduing my body while respecting him.
Stopped at an open hall where famous for the place of royal ceremonies often take place even I often come here. But in this memory it is clear how I who sat with Atma watching the dance performance and this music turned upside down until now I who was on this stage tried to learn all this. Returning to try to remember my general knowledge of historical value, in general the music group during the Majapahit Kingdom referred to as Vaditra which is divided into 5 groups, namely Tata (swipe music instrument), which is also known as Vaditra, Begat (picture music instrument), Sushira (inflatable music instrument), Dhola (kendang), Ghana (punch music instrument). Then the question is, do I have to understand all these things and how to play them? Breathing with a heavy heart again I tried to accept the fate line that is happening right now to me..
Exercises and exercises that I do every day until it does not feel 3 weeks have passed are still unable to produce satisfactory results.. Whether what is wrong with this hand or maybe my memory while playing a musical instrument is so much different from Diajeng. Our rhythm was irregular as if I was completely tone-blind to the point of damaging hearing to anyone who heard it, even though I have tried my best to understand and practice alone according to what Diajeng told me.. However, what mistakes I continue to make continuously until they laugh at me even treat me as if I was a disgrace to them..
“ Kemuning Shredder? You okay? “
Pureswari who approached Kemuning sat alone under a tree
“ I don't understand.. I try to follow the tone he plays, but somehow I always make mistakes.. L'm.. Just don't want to embarrass Ayahanda any further.”
Kemuning who was downcast felt annoyed by plucking the grass around him
“ Raka actually...”
“ It turns out you're here. Isn't this my favorite student? Pureswari, what are you doing here?”
The words of Diajeng who arrived came and cut Pureswari spoke
“ Gusti Kathamarawa Diajeng.. Kemuning is Raka's servant.. Then I'll leave you guys to talk.”
“ I thought you were just cousins.. Actually kemuning, I have something to ask you. Puncture the konde.. That hair ornament, did Atma give it to you?”
“ Yes.. What's... You know Atma?”
Kemuning's words that arrived stood staring at Diajeng
“ Hmm you could say that he and I have been very attached for a long time while together doing education as a servant in the palace.. I think Atma would give it to me
Said Diajeng who suddenly looked at Kemuning seriously
“ Ap.. What?”
“ I told you, it should be my hair-piercing konde stitch instead of yours.”
My feelings alone or suddenly Diajeng's gaze became very different at this time to me? Turning around and walking away left me with a face like that.. What did he just say. Is there anything that I have missed in my memory here, why did Diajeng suddenly change like that to me? Trying to ask Pureswari was useless because I believe he himself did not know about it.. Walking with Pureswari towards the main hall that opened, I asked Pureswari to teach me more vigorously considering there would be an event at night. Pureswari was very serious about teaching me, given the importance of the event.
By late afternoon Pureswari, who was on his way home from the palace, was obstructed by the troops who had just entered the palace area. Instantly the atmosphere became very crowded even seen people who were outside the palace as if welcoming his arrival with great grand. Quietly waiting for the arrival of who it was, before long a handsome and handsome man passed me by riding his horse and headed straight to the palace to meet with the Queen Gusti. Somehow it explains how I felt when I first saw Atma coming back after some time and events the other day. Even our eyes had met for a moment, even though I had turned my face away trying not to see it.
The show began, I who was silent in front of the musical instrument Begat was prepared to be ready with the maximum possible to do the best show. But again the premonition of bad news came back to me when Diajeng deliberately changed the order of tone and rhythm without telling me until I made a Fatal mistake before the palace servants who intend to welcome the arrival the Atma army happily ended up very badly due to my music game. Drooping and asking questions about where my mistake was, finally Pureswari who came to watch my show also told me that there was a change in rhythm..
“ Diajeng! Sorry, I mean Kathamarawa. Did you do this to me on purpose? For what reason did you do this to me? What's my fault with you?”
The words of kemuning with annoyance approached Diajeng who was talking to Atma
“ Ap.. What do you mean kemuning? I don't understand..”
Diajeng who was gentle and as if surprised with a humble tone
“ You obviously changed that tone without telling me, what is it that I failed this test? Are you like this because of this konde stitch? The hair ornament she gave me?”
Kemuning was very upset by removing the decoration and directing it to Atma
“ .... What's the matter? “
Said Atma who stared in confusion at Kemuning and Diaejng
“ Because of you, I was humiliated in front of the other palace servants who were gathered in the Central Hall! Don't you see how I'm doing with this? ”
Kemuning angrily tried to come face to face with Diajeng
“ Aaampun Gusti Prabu Stira.. Slave could not dare to pass you so loudly like that.”
Diajeng who pretends not to know and tries to attract sympathetic Atma
“ Very funny. You just now acknowledge me as Prabu Stira? Diajeng what ka.”
“ Me.. I'll make them all announcement that it's my fault.. They will definitely not embarrass you again.. I beg you not to misunderstand.”
Diajeng tried to be Sweet at being yellow because Atma was looking at him seriously
“ Stop!”
Kemuning who felt sick of seeing the behavior of Diajeng immediately left him and Atma
Back walking towards the central hall where the servants of the palace were, did not wait for a long time their behavior did not respect me at all. Starting from not being given a place to sit, my musical instruments were hidden by all of them, even as I walked deliberately around the scarf that was coiled around my waist they stepped on it to make me fall forward without even coming to my mind that they would all do this to me. Moreover, Atma as Lakasamana and Bhattara in this army is like seeing me very differently.
Feeling displeased with everything they are doing right now to me, gazing up at the descending stairs, it was seen that Queen Tribuana's Great Gusti was walking down to his throne waiting for the Knights and Artists to show their respective skills back. With the disappearance of the musical instruments I was going to play, seeing their expressions all seemed to demean me. This foot stepped up to hit the earth. My face hardened without expression, and closed all my eyes, ears, and ears, and my mouth is on those I'm going to make to shut their own mouth even when it's me who's making them ashamed of their actions like this to me.
“ Getaway. Let me do it.”
Said Kemuning with a murderous gaze speaking to one Knight who would show his ability in archery and wearing a sword
“ Ba's.. Alright.”
Whether this is my memory at this time or the time where I come from with the character I have, I think that neither myself in this time will feel harmed by my attitude like this. Look at me well well, I'll show you how the show is supposed to go.
Gusti Ratu who knew me, immediately smiled without needing to say another word because he knew my true abilities and let me take over the event tonight with sword skills especially my bow. And of course I will serve all these rants and criticisms of them with my sword show when it comes to the calf base of one of the four palace troops who pretended to kidnap and rob me. Until the moment that was expected to arrive, there was a level of difficulty given in the Female Knight examination to be able to get the title of Prabu Stira. And the level I'm choosing right now is to aim for a wild boar that's running with 3 birds of ruthless prey, and the 4 snakes that will be released at the end in the central Hall right where the servants of the palace sat looking at my current appearance.
1, 2, 3, A quiet breath with a focused mind and gaze stretched wide at 1 point of the object that would be my goal. It took 3 arrows to kill the famous strong adult wild boar with a hard layer of skin, yet it was very easy for me to aim at the three birds of prey. Until the peak event took place, where the palace servants finally released a poisonous snake in front of the other servants right in front of them all. It took me some time to set the right direction and shot so that I would not hit any of the palace servants who ran here and there to save their lives from the venomous snake attack.
It was seen that Atma who was still sitting quietly not struggling with Diajeng next to him made a snake come to them. The frightened diajeng immediately ran, in contrast to Atma who was still sitting quietly and looking at me with a smile and full of confidence.. Starting from this arrow I release back until it hits the head of the venomous snake.. Trying to focus on finding the rest of the three snakes turned out to be fruitful when I easily stuck my arrows right on their heads..
# PROOK PROOK #PROOK
The sound of a standing ovation made by Gusti Agung Ratu with a smile on Kemuning
The hand loosening the bowstring with a chest that looks relaxed even I do when I see everything I have to do can also walk according to my wishes even better than my mind. The smiling Atma was proud to follow the Gusti Queen who also patted her hands together.. Eyes turned to those who looked at me shamefully bowed in shame and did not even dare to look at my face as they did before.. Funny, isn't it? Even in this age, humans like them already exist.
“ PRABU STIRA, DYAH KEMUNING.”
Said the Queen who closed the dinner with claps and smiles
My feet stepped down the steps in the central hall and returned to the artisan Bale. As she walked down the stairs, Atma approached and tried to help by extending her hands to me. However, I did not reach the helping hand as usual to make Atma speechless and stand like a statue.. Whether this was because of my stupid and stubborn mistake of wanting to see it and knowing its condition, but it was not like this was an event that I had to experience or the price I had to pay for it.