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EPS 06 CHANGE OF DIRECTION

EPS 06 CHANGE OF DIRECTION

Morning has just come. The sun has not yet revealed its light, even though the sky is as red as the saga. Panembahan Mbah Iro is still waiting on the edge of Edi Peni's palm. His eyes were tightly closed and his mouth never stopped saying praise and prayers to Sang Hyang Widhi.

“Marakesh Atulla Hyang Ning Jagad Karahunan Paring Kang Sakrakat Saleh Purna.”

On the seventh day since the beginning of his hermitage, Pranaja's body lay quietly in the well. Panembahan checks it every time. During that time, the head of the Somawangi Trah never left the place. Sometimes there are his confidants, Eyang Penatus and Raden Mas Parto who replaced him briefly, when he was on need.

“It's the last day Pranaja was soaked in the sandang kakang Panembahan?”

Panembahan Mbah Iro nodded his head.

“We wait later when the sun slips, enter Sandyakala, which is the change of time between day and night. At the cusp of the change of day and night that is the peak of joint strength Edi Peni will occur.”

They all become curious and can not wait to see the end of the ascetic prospective successor to the leadership of the Somawangi Trah.

“Mas Parto?” whispered Eyang Penatus

“Hmh...” hiss Raden Mas Parto without turning his head

“You don't want to be soaked in it?” said Eyang Penatus while referring in Sendang.

“For what?.”

“Sendang Edi Peni water efficacy can change a person's physical back to young.”

“Hmm, yes I know. Are you young again?”

“Kepengin. But what's the condition?”

“Ada.”

“What?”

“You have to wait until the next twin year.”

The Statue scrunched her forehead? The next twin year? It's 2020, the next twin year is 2121. Wow very long.

“Means having to wait a hundred years dong?”

Raden Mas Parto nodded. The Statue shook her head.

“Gak want ah, over time,” murmured while shaking off.

Raden Mas Parto smiled amusedly to himself.

While Panembahan Mbah Iro caught something strange. Suddenly the corner of his eye saw a strange light from inside. The light came from a small object worn around Pranaja's neck. When entering the water, Panembahan did not pay attention because the entire body of Pranaja covered with white clay.

The light was so bright, that every corner in the not-so-large palm was visible.

“Hm, it must be mustika stone,” thought. The light is different from meteor rocks or other precious stone reflections. “What kind of stone can it be that bright in water?”

Panembahan increasingly curious to reach for the mustika stone, when suddenly something shot from inside the Pranaja backpack that he always carried everywhere. It was emitting a blood-red glow. So bright complement the blue white light that radiates from the bottom of the palm. The red object shot from inside the bag and then slid quickly into the joint where Pranaja's body was residing.

Byurs!

“What is that thing?” ask the Statue Eyang. “Like a sacred sword.”

“You're right, Hundred. It is indeed a sword,” said Panembahan.

Panembahan tried to be reckless. He had yet to recognize what heirloom sword had entered into the blade. Fortunately, the sun was starting to fall. Soon Sandhyakala's time will come. It means that the hermitage of Pranaja is finished. Just look at the results of the change, or its new form.

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Finally the time that was waiting arrived. The point of shift between day and night that completes the time span of the Pranaja hermitage for seven days and seven nights. The process of perfecting Pranaja's physical and soul power toward the policies of a leader.

At the top of Sandyakala, Sendang Edi Peni getting brighter. The bias of the light even comes out illuminating the surrounding environment. Penetrate the tightness of large trees and foliage. Even when viewed from a distance, the mountain peak died like it was emitting a bluish white moonlight. It's exquisite.

“Wow! What is this light, Brother Panembahan? How bright,” said Mas Parto.

“This light comes from the peak of the strength of the water itself, but what makes the light penetrate everywhere is a small object used Pranaja,” said Panembahan.

“Tiny thing?” tanya Mas Parto was full of amazement.

His gaze turned to a small object shining brightly on Pranaja's neck. Also an heirloom sword that was shrouded in blood red.

“That mustika kakang Panembahan?” connect the Eyeang Penatus.

“We don't know for sure. I'll lift the boy's body to the surface first. Her ascetic is done.”

Panembahan Mbah Iro sat cross-legged, his palms cupped in front of his chest. Then his lips moved to read prayer. Slowly his hands were stretched to the right and to the left. Then lifted into the air.

Slowly Pranaja's body at the bottom of the joint lifted up to the surface. Passed through its pelagic layer, then floated in the air. From his waist alone, Raden Mas Parto stomped his body, darting towards the body of Pranaja who was floating in the air. The body was captured and brought before Panembahan Mbah Iro.

The Panembahan looked at the stiffened body of Pranaja. Before being put into the water, Pranaja had indeed frozen himself. The composition of the oxygen in his blood grains stayed awake, so he could stay in the water for so long without breathing.

“Deliver the power of our pure air together, to wake his body,”.

Raden Mas Parto touched both of Pranaja's feet, Eyang Penatus touched the tip of his head, while Panembahan Mbah Iro touched his ice-cold chest with both palms. They together channel the warm pure air to disperse the power of Tirtanala which freezes the flow of blood and nerves Pranaja. Slowly Pranaja's body began to move from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

“Build my grandson,” Panembahan said while shaking Pranaja's body.

“Huk! Huk!”

Sound of coughing. Then the warmed body rose from its sleep.

“Bring Pranaja down a warm shower over there, Mas Parto.”

Raden Mas Parto painstakingly guided Pranaja's body to the shower of Banyu Anget, a hot waterfall located under a banyu tree. Pranaja stood under the shower while cleaning the white clay that wrapped his body. The night grew darker so Mas Parto lit the torch he had brought from home. Instantly the atmosphere around the shower became bright.

And Mas Parto's vision was suddenly gobsmacked. His eyes were open and his mouth was open. It appeared that the figure of the dashing young man who was known for his cungkring body had now changed.

“K..You're Pranaja?” said stutter.

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. Cute face looks mature, with a jaw that looks hard but with a gentle eye gaze, Every girl who saw it certainly immediately fell in love.

Fall in love in the first sight!