
In the remote hamlet, after two days of caring for a seriously injured woman who claimed to be named Puspa. Raden Surya Kencana left a bag of money for the unfortunate woman.
To the hamlet girls he taught how to care for the wounds and broken bones of Puspa.
When Raden Surya Kencana left the hamlet, Puspa advised Surya Kencana to come looking for him to the hamlet if he needed help.
"Sir, I am a poor woman. I have nothing to repay your kindness. This is a form of my thanks," said Puspa while handing something to Surya Kencana.
When he had left the hamlet, Raden Surya Kencana opened a small package given by Puspa.
It was a silk handkerchief embroidered with the coat of arms of the duke of Hujung Galuh.
"Hmm, as expected, that young lady is not a simple person. He was injured like that, like being deliberately tortured and broken. His pulse is also irregular, as deliberately confused. Apparently her background is special." Raden Gumam Surya Kencana.
The handkerchief was folded and kept well in the bundle.
Within a few days Raden Surya Kencana arrived back to the capital. He was greeted with sobs by his mother.
His father was sick at the thought of two lost royal heirlooms. The second wife of the crown prince was also kidnapped on her way back to the palace. These two things are still kept secret from the public. Only the intelligence officers and the special secret guards in charge of investigating know this secret.
"Your sister is currently in a dilemma ! He must help your father's sick duty. But he was also agitated due to the loss of Citrawani."
"My son, help your sister to find Citra. Nanda Nareswara has been investigating for weeks without fruit" said Ratu Pujawati.
Surya Kencana.
Unexpectedly events of this magnitude occurred when he was being grazed by his teacher on the slopes of Mount Welirang. There was no way his teacher would not see an event of this magnitude with the strength of his inner eyes.
Why didn't Master order him to do something before two weeks, there must be a point.
Surya Kencana went to the forest where Citrawani disappeared. It means to do its own research.
If within a week he does not get a clue, he will go to his teacher for advice.
Elsewhere, Nareswara and Ki Parwata had encroached on the entire forest outside the Daha duchy. All bushes busy. Goa-goa. The lush trees are cut down by branches . Remote hamlets visited.
But the two Dukes of Daha's daughters disappeared into the earth.
Until now the disappearance of the two girls has not been told to Citrawani's mother who is struggling to achieve full recovery.
"Which place have we not yet gone" lamented Nareswara. His inner eye had been opened to track the whereabouts of his two sisters, but failed. There was a dark veil that always blocked his inner gaze.
Nareswara let out a long and heavy sigh. His tired body and chaotic mind did not dampen his determination to save his two sisters.
"It's been over a month that we've searched for no results. Looks like we have to change our perspective, Raden!" ki Parwata. "It looks like we have to go back to the starting point, they-did what their motive was to kidnap princess Citrawani."
"Without a ransom demand. Who would roughly benefit from the loss of the princess ?"
Nareswara looked ahead.
"Who else would it be if it wasn't my brother's rival? Galuh Jenggala !" accuse Nareswara of indignation.
"But we cannot accuse or interrogate without evidence ."
"Raden, I do have a feeling that Galuh Jenggala has something to do with the abduction of the princess. How about we go back to the capital and watch their actions? We search for clues from the starting point back by watching their movements !"
" all right. Uncle returned to the capital to watch over Galuh Sundari's residence. I'll go back to looking for traces in the woods. If you haven't found a clue in a week, let me know. I'll ask Master for advice !"
"good. Raden ! "
That day Ki Parwata returned to the capital. Nareswara is still searching for the head of the royal intel force.
*****
At midnight Kajeng kliwon , in a large cemetery on the outskirts of the capital Jenggala. Four middle-aged women prepare offerings that are placed on a bowsprit (a triagonal bamboo weave supported by a bamboo pole).
They wear a kemben and a white cloth on their thighs. The four women then sat in a circle to cast a spell. After that they sat quietly with their hair outlined and carried forward covering the face.
Moments later, their hands turned rough and thick with long, tapered nails. They raised their faces and pulled their hair. Their faces were already thickened, wrinkled with enlarged eyes and a sharp glow poked out.
Slowly they got up, then simultaneously performed a dance in honor of Goddess Durga. Kali dance, with one leg raised (nengkleng), hands in front of the chest and in front of the face with a long protruding tongue. Small flames gushed out from their tongues, like droplets of saliva.
After that, the fattest woman, cast a spell to summon the tribe of the person she was referring to.
"Citrawani Galuh Diah Paramhita, come, come, come to the angger Raden Bagus Saksena Sang Aryapati Jenggala, your people express their compassion in front of the soles of Raden Bagus Saksena, your praise goes to the smile and speech of Raden Bagus Saksena, your joy is in the hands of Raden Bagus Saksena...Throw, melt, melt your mind and wiwekamu in front of Raden Bagus Saksena ..."
Thus the mantra they say 7 times, then they recite the same magic spell on the other cloth, by calling the name Raden Suryapaksi so as to extend his love to Galuh Putrika Sundari.
The wrenching howls of stray dogs from the forest edge straighten the fur of Rome. The four women danced faster and faster, then their bodies darted like flying, disappearing leaving the tail of fire behind .
***
Raden Suryapaksi woke up in the middle of the night with a hunting breath. The erotic dream she had just experienced felt very real and tormented her maleness.
He drank a glass of water to relieve his heartbeat.
Still, the erotic shadow haunts the mind. The smile and soft voice of Galuh Sundari called out to his soul, so that he could not bear it.
Rushing down from the bed, Raden Suryapaksi grabbed his night robe. Without waking the bodyguard who was sleepy at the door, Raden Suryapaksi came out and stepped quickly towards the residence of Galuh Sundari.
It turned out that Sundari's guards had been waiting and watching. As soon as Suryapaksi appeared, they immediately saluted and opened the gate.
Galuh Sundari welcomed her husband warmly and happily. He ran into the arms of Suryapaksi who spread his arms wide.
"Suryapaksi's sister, I miss my brother very much." complained Sundari spoiled.
Suryapaksi stroked Sundari's hair and inhaled the fragrant aroma of spices that emanated from the dense black hair.
"I also miss you very much, dinda ," sighed Suryapaksi.
The erotic shadow in a dream leads him to look for Sundari's lips with his lips, then lascivious. His fingers penetrated into the chest of Galuh Sundari who wore nothing behind his thin silk cloth.
The woman groaned and whimpered, so that it burned the passion that had been ignited in Raden Suryapaksi. The fire of his passion was burning and soaring to the crowns.
Raden Suryapaksi grabbed his wife's body impatiently and was leaned into the contest. They vented their tireless instincts last night.
Galuh Sundari did not refrain from screaming erotically.
She had been holding herself back for months not being touched by her husband. Tonight she let herself move wildly to compensate for the excitement of her husband who also bersingas not because.
The next morning, their bed was tangled with mattresses drawn here and there.
Raden Suryapaksi woke up with a haggard and confused face. He saw himself naked, and so did his wife who was drowned without a thread beside him.
The man felt very tired and had no desire to wake his wife. He put on his clothes that were scattered on the floor, then returned to his residence without saying a word.
All that day he was confused, why he was so eager to make love to his wife.
Though at this time the focus of his mind is gushing on severe cases that have not been solved.
Both heritages have not been found. His second wife has not been rescued from the abduction.
What kind of man is he who has fun indulging in lust with Sundari, when his other wife has not known his fate?
Suryapaksi, what got into you?
Raden Suryapaksi hit his head in annoyance.
Meanwhile, Galuh Sundari who was left alone, smiled satisfied and happy. The remaining warmth of her husband's body was still imprinted on her bare skin.
He was so happy to be able to take in the sweetness of making love after so many months in loneliness and cold.
He suddenly remembered, and was stunned.
"Oh God, I forgot to drink the potion ! Aah, why is this?"
Galuh Sundari pinched his head in agitation and confusion.
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