Crown Prince Sanggana
PHT 37: Grandpa Doubtful Santang
*The Conqueror of the Eastern Forest (PHT)*
A simple wooden hut with bright lighting by some unique lampstands. Dian is made from coconut fruit that is still green skinned. He was affixed to the masts of the hut by having a wick on the top. So the question is, is the fire burning because of oil or coconut water?
Not only in the hut there is a lamp, but in the trunks of trees that grow around the hut, on the branches, young coconut dian-dian is installed.
In addition, on the right and left of the hut there is a beautiful flower garden, complete with sandals whose bamboo shower water sounds clearly in such a quiet time.
“Waaah! It's Grandpa Satan's house!” arda Handara shouted excitedly when she saw the simple and beautiful hut.
“Gusti Prince, will Grandpa Satan be nice to us?” ask Barada.
“Tan easy, Brother. I'm sure, Grandpa Satan is a good man,” replied Arda Handara casually.
“But three swordsmen of Sanggana Ghost Force were killed here,” said Barada in a whisper while looking seriously at the shack that seemed to glow.
“They died because of their own arrogance!” said one grandfather's voice suddenly.
The voice that answered Barada's words greatly surprised Arda Handara and Barada. They immediately looked back because it was very clear the source of the sound from behind.
“Hahaha!”
It was seen by the eyes of the two boys that a black-clothed grandfather covered in yellow robes was standing laughing. The old man neatly curled his white hair and tied it with a small pliable wooden circle. The length of his white beard was only a few fingers and he was not mustachioed. There was a large mole under his left eye. Although he looked gallant, but his left hand held a stick of shiny black wood like coated with lacquer.
“Are you Satan's Grandpa?” asked Arda Handara after being surprised.
“Hahaha! Yes, but my real name is not Grandpa Satan, but Grandpa Doubt Santang. You can call me Grandpa Santang,” said the grandfather. “You must be tired of traveling here. Come on, Grandpa has prepared you guys food and drinks.”
Grandpa Ragu Santang then walked past his two guests and walked first to the hut.
“Where did the two Forest Squids go?” asked Arda Handara while walking following the grandfather.
“It was not Forest Squid, but its name was Akar Santang,” Ralat Ragu Santang. “They returned to their place after carrying out the task.”
“Kakek Santang stay with whom in the middle of this forest?” ask Barada.
“Self. Hehe! Therefore, Grandpa is very happy you can come to Grandpa's place,” replied Doubt Santang.
“Why does Grandpa live alone? Better Grandpa get out of this forest and stay in the Capital,” said Barada.
“Hahaha! Grandpa can't go have fun there. Grandfather must guard this forest,” replied Doubt Santang. “Oh yes, what is the name of you two?”
“I Prince Arda Handara, son of the King of Lesser Sanggana Kingdom. I am the bravest prince. Hahaha!” arda Handara replied and laughed proudly. Then he said again, “But the most naughty. Hahaha!”
“Hahaha!” the grandfather's laughter.
“While you are, Beautiful?” ask Doubtful Santang to Barada.
“Hihihi!” barada's laughter has come to understand beauty. “My name is Barada, Cake.”
“Then how did you guys? Are your parents not looking for you? Remember, you guys get into this forest at night.”
“I daily searched, Cake. I disappeared for a while must be sought, let alone my long loss,” replied Arda Handara.
“Your mother's father and her army must be looking for you, Prince,” Ragu Santang said. “How about you, Barada?”
“I'm missing not even anyone will be looking, Cake. My mother's father is long dead,” said Barada while smiling wryly.
“What if you stay with Grandpa alone, Barada? Grandfather can be your teacher and teach you magic,” haggard Santang while going up to the house of the board stage whose floor is only waist high.
“Wah, I really want to, Cake. But ...,” said Barada while following up.
“You're scared because you're a girl?” ask Doubt Santang guess.
“Hehehe!” barada's crybaby laughter, as if justifying the grandfather's guess.
“Grandpa is not likely to do dirty things. However, Grandpa only offered. So that my grandfather has a friend. During this time Grandfather was only always accompanied by Akar Santang,” said Ragu Santang.
“Hahaha!” the Laughter of Doubt Santang.
“I too, Cake. I want to be your student!” arda Handara said. “In the Palace I'm always chased. If I stay here, I will chase after the snake, chase after the Forest Squid, chase the tiger and chase after Brother Barada. Hahaha!”
“Hahaha!” laughter Doubtful Santang anyway. But then he said, “But I'm sorry, Prince. I can't accept you. Surely your father and mother will not allow it because they love you so much. Moreover, your father and mother's wisdom is very high. Probably much higher than Grandpa's magic.”
“Iya. My father was a very powerful king. Many warriors were subject to him. The most powerful person is the Mother of the Teacher. Although Mother Master is blind, but her power is unbeatable, Kek,” the story of Arda Handara is passionate.
“Come, sit down first, let Grandpa prepare his food and drink!” said Doubt Santang.
Arda Handara and Barada then sat on the floor of the board with a mat woven view, but red. The small room was bright because there were four coconut lamps.
Doubtful Santang went into the kitchen room to get food and drinks.
“Who is the name of the Master's Mother, Prince?” ask Ragu Santang while out carrying a plate of woven boiled yam bamboo that still raises thin smoke. He also brought a jug and two glasses of clay.
“Queen Nara,” replied Arda Handara.
Somewhat gasp Doubtful Santang heard that name.
“Name Empress Mata Hati,” added Arda Handara.
“Isn't Gusti's hair the Empress of the Heart's Eyes like a man, the Prince of Feathers?” ask Barada.
“Iya. Hahaha!” arda Handara replied and laughed. “Eh, don't mock Teacher's Mother, she'll hear.”
“Mana may Gusti Empress Mata Hati heard while she was in the Palace,” Barada denied.
“Can only!” arda Handara.
“It looks like Grandpa knows the Master's Mother. If not wrong, it used to be the nickname of the Goddess of Heart Eyes,” said Ragu Santang. “Send my regards if the Prince comes home.”
“Good, Cake,” said Arda Handara obediently.
“Come eaten. Stewed sweet potatoes Grandpa cuisine is very delicious, especially eaten in cold air,” said Ragu Santang.
“Waaah, no chicken sambal crab eggs, Cake? Or fried fish sambal uyut-uyut?” tanya Arda Handara bargained.
“Hey, Prince of Feathers, this is in the middle of the forest, not inside the Palace!” hardik Barada, start brave again.
“Hahaha!” the Laughter of Doubt Santang. “Do not in the Palace you never eat boiled sweet potatoes.”
“No. But I like to eat sweet potato roasted peanut seasoning, Cake,” replied Arda Handara.
“I just heard of such food,” timpal Barada while taking one boiled sweet potato that has been served.
“Hahaha! It was special food Palace,” said Arda Handar.
“This, try Prince taste first,” said Ragu Santang while breaking the yam in his hand.
Arda Handara complied and accepted. He also without hesitation ate the yam.
“Eh, right, Cake. Stewed yams Grandpa Santang delicious!” pekik Arda Handara's.
“But, why am I instantly sleepy? Huaah!” tanya Barada then yawned with the yam chew still in the mouth.
“That's because you guys are exhausted,” said Doubt Santang.
“Huaaah!” Arda Handara also evaporated long. “It seems like it's time for bed. Cake, take care of my uyut-uyut, do not let them escape all from my bed.”
“Iya, Grandpa will take care,” said Doubt Santang.
In a short time after eating the yam, Arda Handara and Barada were already lying asleep on the floor.
“Hahaha!” a soft laugh with Doubt Santang while looking at the two children. (BH)