Jatukarmas
Episode 13's

The mighty body lying on that bed, was plugged with acupuncture needles at many points. Suryapaksi. He did not feel pain, only his strength felt very weak, like a person who lost his spirit. Tears melted on the cheeks, and it was immediately wiped away in wonder. Sekar and the healer who was assigned to take care of him, sat waiting while occasionally wiping the sweat on the forehead of the Raden.

Citrawani, accompanied by her father and twin sisters, was listening to Nareswara's speech. The prodigal son had returned yesterday afternoon, greeted warmly and happily by his entire family. Although he did not like Suryapaksi, but Nareswara did not have the heart to see the blank and haggard look in the eyes of Suryapaksi.

"It's not an ordinary pain, brother," whispered Nareswara. "His eyes were empty, like the mirror of a soul trying to be overpowered by something outside of itself. There was a dense aura of darkness trying to bind him deeper and deeper.. "

Nareswara looked into the eyes of his entire family, one by one. Creating a deep horror sensation in their eyes, especially Wasanti.

" To be exact, it's like a black magic, a witchcraft !"

Voices gasped out of the women's throats, except Citrawani who just covered her mouth with a finger.

"Guna-guna?" citrawani Gumam. "What effort?"

"I don't know what it's for, brother. Only the sender knows. But clearly, whoever the sender is, and whatever the purpose, Raden Suryapaksi will be further from his identity. The longer it takes, the more it will be affected, controlled by the one who sent it in for use."

"Nares, are you sure he's being vilified?" ask Citrawani hesitantly.

"From the visible features, it is. But if you want to be more convincing, tonight we prove it" Nareswara smiled mysteriously.

"All right, we'll prove it tonight. " The Duke of Aryawisena decided.

"What should we prepare?"

"There really is nothing to prepare. But can be prepared fragrances are burned, to clean the air..."

Citrawani looked at her sister. Only yesterday did he see his brother. An 18-year-old boy, one year younger than him. White skin and eyes that are plain like children, make his appearance look younger again. Unexpectedly, this young man turned out to hold a special ability that he would have learned during a stopover.

Mayani is very excited and more cheerful since the return of the brother with his bodyguard. He would not leave his brother alone, except to bathe and sleep.

The mother also gradually recovered, thanks to Citrawani's treatment, plus the return of her only son.

"I will prepare it, kanda!" Mayani happily replied. "Other things to prepare?"

"The sweet potato that was burned and smeared with honey .." slurped Nareswara while scrambling his sister's hair.

"That's for the stomach medicine kanda yes, kanda has become a mountain people now, like grilled yam," Mayani replied.

Citrawani smiled. During his stay at his parents' house, only this time he saw a big smile on Mayani's lips.

"Alright, Wasanti, Mayani. You guys accompanied mom first in her room, yeah. Kanda wants to talk to Brother and Dad about something." Nareswara.

The two girls according. They went to the mother's treatment room.

"What do you want to say, Nares? Seems like something really important?"

"Dad, Brother ! A few days ago, we met someone very suspicious. It seems like that person is coming from the direction of Jenggala towards the fastest path towards Panjalu !"

"It's not strange, if anyone goes to Panjalu, Nares. Panjalu is a prosperous country. It is only natural that there are Jenggala people who want to visit Panjalu."

"Dad, that guy wasn't a random person. He's a high-scientific man, his movements are faster than today's high-minded people. When compared to Raden Bagus Saksena and Raden Suryapaksi, the science of lightening the body and the science of running they still lose to this person."

Citrawani.

"What about Raden Surya Kencana, dimas? Who's faster?"

"Did?"Nareswara was shocked. "Where did you know that Raden Surya Kencana ran fast?"

" He often had a quick run with brother," Citrawani smiled, then continued honestly, "I lost one level to him."

" huh? Since when did you master the science of lightening the body?" Nareswara was dumbfounded.

"It's been a year, Nares. There's a lot of surprises from your sister that will make you convulsing. Therefore, you do not have to wear everything, so miss the news !" Citrawani made fun of her sister.

Nareswara still looked at her brother.

His cowardly older brother, who usually always took refuge behind him when they studied sports with noble children. Is it true that this bright-eyed girl with a steadfast smile is her brother?

"So, who's faster, Nares?" Citrawani hit his sister's shoulder who looked up at him.

"Oh, it seems that if pitted, Raden Surya Kencana still won, Brother !"

"That means, that person's level of running science is on par with mine," Citrawani smiled . "Then, what's the suspicious thing about that guy?"

"My heart says, that guy's not right, brother. His aura was full of darkness. Therefore I faced Rama Guru. Master suggested that I go back to Daha and keep watch in our residence. Because the energy direction of that person will be heading towards Daha as well, after Panjalu !"

Citrawani frowned.

" After Panjalu?" Aryawisena asked.

"Teachers advise that the guard around the residence be tightened, Father !"

"How about Panjalu? Should I send an envoy to warn His Majesty the King?"

"On what basis, Dad?"

"On the basis of advice from the Sakanda Begawan Wistara, of course !"

"But Rama Guru did not ask the servant to warn Panjalu. If indeed the action is necessary, of course Master has ordered the servant, or warned Raden Surya Kencana ."

Citrawani and Aryawisena confirmed Nareswara's opinion.

During this time they did not know Nareswara and Surya Kencana turned out to study with their own uncle, the magic wiku Begawan Wistara.

Be careful if we meet again, Citrawani growled in his heart.

"Alright, then let you guide the guards to tighten up, Nares." The Duke of Aryawisena.

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That night, the full moon was poking out in the eastern horizon. Sandikala had just passed, Mayani and Wasanti had prepared scents that were burned in the Suryapaksi room.

This afternoon after being stabbed by a therapeutic needle, Suryapaksi felt his body more powerful. But entering the sandicle, he felt weak and limp again.

They gathered in that big room. Duke of Aryawisena, Citrawani, Mayani , Wasanti, Subrata the bodyguard of Nareswara and Kartala, the bodyguard of Suryapaksi.

Sekar and Gentini keep in front of the fragrance. Nareswara sat on a chair, at the head of the bed where Suryapaksi lay with his eyes closed.

Nareswara covers both hands. He prayed to the Almighty, asking for protection and strength. Moments later he touched the forehead and head of Suryapaksi. All those present were watching with their hearts pounding, when they saw Suryapaksi's body suddenly tremble.

The tremors grew louder and louder, until the body of Suryapaksi was struck by an invisible hand.

"Dele !" Suddenly a loud voice shrieked out from the throat of Suryapaksi.

"Take off, you son of a bitch ! Why did you burn me? It's very hotss..panaaassss..."

The terrified Wasanti took refuge behind her father, while Mayani covered her gaped mouth with her hands.

"Pass..lepassskaann...." Suryapaksi continued to thrash, wriggling while screaming screeching.

"I kill you, bajingaan ..I kill you !!! Aarrghhh.. panaass..."

Nareswara didn't care. He still held Suryapaksi's forehead. His one hand occasionally touched his shoulders, chest, stomach, and Suryapaksi was getting cornered. Sweat's flooding. His hands were flailing weakly, as if about to choke or claw .

"What's my fault .why am I burned, this is so hotsss, panatssss....."

"Be quiet, noisy !" Tegur Nareswara's.

"You burned me ! You want me to die in hell fire huh?"

"If you can't stand the heat, then go.."

"I have no business here .. I was just sent by someone else. don't hurt me. Forgive me.. forgive me.." The voice grew weaker and weaker.

Nareswara did not care about the sound of the idols.

Suryapaksi cries for mercy, asking to be released. Nareswara silently stood up, squeezing the sidelines of Suryapati's hand. Stabbed his armpit with one finger. Swiping his ribs. Lastly, he held both of his feet.

An hour passed. Suryapaksi looks weak, he is no longer able to grope. Suddenly his chest was shaking. He rose up . Nareswara, who understood the gelagat, asked for a basin of clay that Mayani had prepared. Mayani quickly pulled up the basin in front of Suryapaksi's face.

"Hueeeeeekk...hueeeeeekk..."

Suryapaksi vomited. The sticky black liquid almost filled the black basin. The audience moved away and left the room when Nareswara asked Kartala to throw the vomit and its container into the deepest sewer.

Citrawani is offering a glass of water to drink Suryapaksi. The man opened his eyes in fatigue after gulping down a glass of water.

"What's going on?" tanyanya. His chest that had felt tight, his heavy head like it was nailed, now felt very light and delicious.

"The boy was vomiting after being treated by Nareswara" Citrawani explained. He was sorry to see the haggard face and the tiredness of Suryapaksi.

"Now the kakanda will be helped to change clothes by the kanda's personal servants. After that you should rest . I'll prepare porridge for my brother. We retreat first. "

"Avon Citrawani...." Suryapaksi stared at Citrawani. "Thank you ..."

Citrawani was stunned for a moment. This gentle voice, is this really Suryapaksi? That arrogant man who was usually so straightforward and arrogant, thanked him?

"Yes, Kakanda ..it is the duty of the servant to serve..." Citrawani hurried out of the room. He let the bodyguards and personal servants of Suryapaksi take over the task of cleaning the body and changing the clothes of Raden.

Nareswara, who had just finished washing her hands, passed her in the back room. His sister held Citrawani's hand .

"Sister, Raden Suryapaksi is indeed exposed ! In her vomit, there was menstrual blood and hair and female nails !"

"Gruesome ..." Citrawani. "Extremely disgusting!"

"It's not just that low-level user, brother. There are more some high-level uses that are sent directly by the user. His pitch-black shadow was still around Raden Suryapaksi."

"Oh my God. Who is this evil, Nares? What purpose?"

" To be sure, this user-sender wants to master and influence Raden Suryapaksi. The use of a low level alone is enough to make the victim bend their knees and crazy ."

Hm...who else has the interest to make Suryapaksi crazy? Galuh Sundari's. The beautiful face of the woman was suddenly reflected in Citrawani's eyes.

" Nares..if the low-level use is enough to make people crazy, then the more sophisticated use, for what?"

" Of course to make the victim like a buffalo plucked in his nose, stupid, obedient, can no longer use his common sense. But....."

"But what, Nares?"

Nareswara sighed.

"If his body and soul are not strong enough, he can go crazy."

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