BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 11 UNFULFILLED PROMISES

EPS 11 UNFULFILLED PROMISES

Don't be afraid to change. We may lose something good, but we will get something better. His name is also alive, if the same continues to mean no change. That means there is no learning that we can take from life that continues to process.

Panembahan Mbah Iro, Eyang Penatus and Raden Mas Parto stood glued in their respective places. Their faces suddenly felt. His eyes were open and his mouth was open. They seemed to focus on paying attention to the figure of a dashing young man who had been in the body of a cungkring but has now changed.

“K..You're Pranaja?” said Raden Mas Parto stuttering.

His body was firm, tall, towering, fair-skinned, with small eyes and nose like the corner of a star, the veins of Pranaja's arms looked bigger, his abdominal muscles were sixpack. Pranaja has really changed. His cute face looks mature, with a hard looking jaw but with a gentle eye gaze, His gaze is straight forward, showing if he is an intelligent and insightful young man.

“Grandpa! You all why?” ask Pranaja wonder. “Why are you looking at me so? Something weird with me?”

“Come out of Pranaja waterfall! Look at you through the water!” eyang Penatus.

Pranaja stepped out of the Banyuanget waterfall towards the edge of Edi Peni back. The clear surface of the water is like a mirror that reflects back the image of Pranaja's body clearly and firmly. The cute young man's face immediately gasped in shock at the drastic change that had happened to him.

“I..that's me grandpa?” he cried while looking at Panembahan Mbah Iro for a moment, then looked at the water itself again.

“Iya! That is who you are now,” Panembahan said. “After soaking in this joint for seven days and seven nights, your body strength becomes perfect. Your fisk strength is changing, your kanuragan power is increasing rapidly, your mental strength and soul are also maturing. There is a balance of reason and reason, soul and body, birth and mind, **** and control, as well as the power of belief against wish and wish.”

Pranaja observed his physical changes from head to toe. Hm, really he has turned into an adult man, even without a sideburn, beard and mustache. His soul also felt more light, Pranaja felt an incredible comfort. Then he lifted both his hands into the air.

“Tirtanala Power,” his hisses.

Instantly a very cold air seemed to burst out from the pores of the earth and the air wall. Then everything became frozen and stopped moving. Panembahan Mbah Iro, Eyang Penatus, Raden Mas Parto were all silently glued like statues. Even the birds, which were flying, seemed to freeze and stop in the air.

“What's with the power of Tirtanala? Why are all silent simultaneously at one point in time?” his inner.

Accidentally the corner of his eye caught the screen of the phone poking out of his bag pocket. It seems that the time shows also stopped, not beating. Pranaja scrunched his forehead.

“A..what? Even the clock stopped? What power Tirtanala can freeze time?” his inner.

Then he walked around the bodies of the three top officials of the Somawangi Trah. There was no reaction whatsoever, as if they were unaware of the Pranaja's movements around them. Then he raised both his hands back, then clapped them slowly.

“Plok!”

The power of the Tirtanalya is broken. The cold weather turned warm again. Eve life also re-entered her three grandfathers. The birds that had been frozen in the sky also flew back to continue their exploration. Everything was back to normal, as if nothing had happened. The corner of his eye caught the screen again and the time was back to running as usual.

“Why are you still standing there Pranaja?” panembahan Mbah Iro.

“Why cake? Is that a problem?” sahut Pranaja's.

Panembahan Mbah Iro shook his head.

“That's not what I mean. Did you forget that you haven't put your clothes back on?”

Pranaja was immediately shocked. His second-hand reflex immediately closed the bird sighting***** under his stomach.

“Ups! Uh, oh.sorry cake. I forgot!” he jumped behind a big rock.

His three grandfathers could not help his laughter. The sound of their laughter was so distant. Pranaja had never even heard them laugh together.

“Hahaha! You're so funny Pranaja!”

“She forgot that now her Egret bird is getting older. Hahaha!”

“Not that you show your wife later, instead you show us, hahaha!”

Pranaja face immediately colorful so shameful. Soon she put on her back clothes which suddenly turned cramped. Except for his T-Shield 313216 armor which is designed all size, adjust the body shape of the wearer. The Statue immediately gave him the clothes he had prepared from home. Of course by order of Panembahan Mbah Iro, who had predicted this incident.

“Wear this shirt Pranaja.”

“Good Anyang.”

***

After completing all the stages of the ritual of refinement in the heart of Edi Peni, Panembahan Mbah Iro decided that they would immediately return to Padukuhan Somawangi.

“Before we continue the journey home, I want to talk to you Pranaja,” Panembahan Mbah Iro said.

Pranaja nodded his head. He was ready to listen to every message and advice from his great-grandfather.

“As you enter the last day of your hermitage in the sandang Edi Peni, suddenly there is a sword coming out of your bag, flying and darting directly into the joint and together beside your body.”

“Medium?” Pranaja scratched his head like he was remembering something.

“The sword gives off a red colored light.”

Pranaja looked surprised, now he remembered something.

“Oh, that was the sword from my best friend when I went on an adventure to Korea, grandfather Kim. He left the sword to me to give to ...”

Pranaja stopped his speech. Suddenly he remembered Ryung Nae, or Ren. His face turned so sad. While his three grandfathers were still quietly waiting for his unfinished story.

“Why did your face change suddenly to be so sad Pranaja?”

“I have an appointment with grandfather Kim that I can't fulfill yet. Because I'm separated from his grandson and it's impossible to see him anytime soon

His three grandfathers were only silent to each other while looking at Pranaja's face. There was sadness that seemed to fill their hearts.

“The sword is called YEONGHON-UI SIJAG or Sukma Sword Intruder. Whoever holds this sword without sufficient inner strength, his soul will be possessed by the contents of this sword. He will be transformed into the number one swordsman, invincible. But actually this sword that controls his soul,” said Pranaja.

“Then grandfather Kim entrust this sword to you and hope you train his grandson until ready to inherit the power of this sword?” tanya Panembahan Mbah Iro.

Pranaja nodded his head. His hand went into the bag like he was picking up something. When he took out the thing he took out, all gasped in shock. A very sacred sword sheath. It is metallic blue, with gold carvings patterned with dragons encircling it.

At the same time, the surface of the water itself looks turbulent and gives off a red light. Then from the bottom of the blade, an heirloom sword that gave off a red light suddenly shot out and flew into the air. Panembahan Mbah Iro, Eyang Penatus and Raden Mas Parto stared at him unblinkingly.

“That's YEONGHON-UI SIJAG!”