Jatukarmas
Chapter 32

Dusk has begun to sink when the last fight to determine the winner .

The advanced dreadlocks were faced by Loka Wijaya from the Lodaya college.

The spectators were expecting a fierce fight to ensue, as this was the final round.

But what happened was really unexpected. The dreadlocks who had been agile and powerful, now looked helpless against Loka Wijaya.

He was never able to strike back, just defend and dodge. When a blow hit his stomach, the dreadlocks crashed until they fell on the arena.

Rushing the dreadlocks jutted towards the opponent and the audience, signifying he gave up on defeat.

Loka Wijaya smiled proudly. He slapped his fist into the air while shouting in excitement.

The audience cheered the young man. No one noticed the dreadlocks who had gone down the stage and disappeared among the sea of spectators.

Mr. Narjuman announces the winner, as well as his origins and descendants. A strand of flowers was clad in the neck of Loka Wijaya.

Submitted to the young man a small keris with a gems gold sheath as a symbol of victory.

"With this we announce, the winner of this competition is Loka Wijaya, age twenty-three, from the Lodaya college ! "

Cheers blurted for long .

The low-pitched voices of the audience were heard into the distance.

Nila Warsiki and Harya Wisanggeni bring the dreadlocks to their cottage. Nila helps release dreadlocks and then cleans the red face with facial cleansing liquid.

Surya Kencana laughed as her straight hair finally looked again.

"Really crazy your talent, Dik ! I myself cannot recognize my red face." he said.

"Well, now you want to try out a role?"ask Nila Warsiki.

"Back be a rivet-skinned Surkan and talking," said Surya Kencana.

They've messed up the competition, without anyone noticing. The dreadlocks deliberately succumbed so that Loka Wijaya won.

Lodaya College, located far away at the western end of the island, has never interfered in the political affairs of any kingdom. So let them win the Mr. Narjuman contest.

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It's been three nights they've been camping here .

Tonight Wisanggeni's army makes a bonfire in the ruins of the old temple. Their tents were lined up in the courtyard of the temple they had cleaned.

A few chickens and ducks were caught. The smell of burnt out with the smoke from the steaming white rice, evokes the taste buds.

After being given the cue, they stormed the delicious dish.

"In addition to clever disguise, sister is also a cook !" praise Surya Kencana.

His mouth was busy chewing the tender and savory rolled chicken meat. Delicious decap sounds were heard from everywhere.

"Yes, only this time I ate a dish this delicious," the quiet Harya Wisanggeni also praised while ceaselessly bribing and chewing.

Nila Warsiki laughed happily.

"Well, someday I'll open a chicken and duck bolting restaurant Nila Warsiki," he chuckled.

"What's the plan tonight, sister?"

"Stay as before ! The Poisonapi set out for the Girl to deliver a love letter. Nila and Surkan waited for the moon while still lurking young and old men." said Nila Warsiki.

His words were a cipher they had understood together.

Yesterday night, Nila Warsiki disguised herself as a waitress at the engagement of Loka Wijaya and Wulandari. He sneaked into several places and heard some secret leaks .

"Queen of Limbur, the queen consort of King Jenggala often attended the ceremony of Mount Kemukus... Later we gather ..purnama can be..."

That was the piece of information the girl got from the conversation of old grandmother and lord Narjuman.

A letter had already been prepared by the girl for her father. There is a list of parties and associations allied with the rebels.

The letter will be delivered by Harya Wisanggeni and his troops disguised as a group of traders.

Surya Kencana also wrote a letter to be sent by his shadow bodyguards to the Resi Wistara college.

To encourage the soldiers, tonight they cooked good food and made a bonfire.

In the morning, everyone went to their own tasks.

The shadow bodyguards of Surya Kencana left for the Resi Wistara college.

Harya Wisanggeni and his army moved to Daha.

Nila Warsiki and Surya Kencana began to leave for Mount Kemukus casually, because the full moon can still be three weeks away.

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The crown prince of Panjalu was hardly recognized by the Surya Kencana guards. His appearance was not much different from those of the mountain farmers .

Her clothes were simple, her muscles bulged and her skin was brownish.

Moreover, the look in his eyes and smile looked shady and patient, no longer as haughty as before.

"Okay Raden, the task has been fulfilled. Now let us go back to Raden Surya Kencana !"

" Come back !" suryapaksi.

The two guards knelt down, then a blink of an eye then they had darted away from before Suryapaksi.

The man sat on top of the bamboo halls in front of his cottage. A letter from her brother was opened.

After he finished reading the letter, his facial water changed .

He immediately entered the wooden building to tell the teacher, Resi Wistara.

The letter was held by Resi Wistara. Many times the contents of the letter were read, the contents remained unchanged.

"Truly can't be silenced..." Said the Master. " The Black Sand Party was formerly led by Resi Wawapati of Malawapati. He is a religious leader. Romo doesn't know why he's lost this far. "

"Angger Suryapaksi, go back to Panjalu. Lead your father's army to defend our country's sovereignty. Your lesson has been enough to deal with the rebels."

"good. Father !"

"Wait a minute !"

Resi Wistara took out a spearhead from a carved wooden chest. The spear eyes looked old and not too sharp.

"Bring this up, Ngger ! Angger later asked to make a spear stalk for this spear eye on a gunsmith. This is an heirloom of your ancestors and very lucky to fight against the weapons of the spirits !" the word Resi Wistara .

" Thank you, Father Begawan !"

That same day Raden Suryapaksi departed for Panjalu, accompanied by two loyal guards.

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Harya Wisanggeni brought his troops into the duchy of Daha. After cleaning up at an inn, Harya Wisanggeni asked to face Duke Arya Wisena.

That morning the duke had just finished riding. He was stunned when he was told Harya Wisanggeni asked to meet.

"alright. Take Wisanggeni to the goldfish. I'll see him soon. " Said the Duke .

The so-called pesanggrahan goldfish is a closed hall built on a goldfish pond. The Duke used to receive important guests who still have family relations there.

Harya Wisanggeni is the fiancee of her son, Galuh Mayani. Therefore he is considered an important guest who still has family relations.

Harya Wisanggeni sat while looking out the window. When Duke Arya Wisena appeared a few minutes later, the duke immediately embraced her warmly .

"Wisanggeni, how are you, son? How are your parents in Hujunggaluh?" duke Arya Wisena.

"That's fine, Uncle. hem..." I find it difficult to start talking.

"Look, uncle ..the arrival of the servant here is because. hemm...sent by Galuh Citrawani.."

"Huhh?!?!"

If there were lightning to strike, perhaps the duke would not be this shocked.

"Citrawani's? Nanda met Citra, my son ?" asked the Duke of Arya Wisena with a stammering voice.

"Yes, Uncle. Maybe this news will greatly surprise uncle. Therefore let me tell you the origin of our meeting and what we have been through together."

A waiter came in to bring drinks and snacks.

After the servant left, Harya Wisanggeni began to tell about his meeting with Citra Kartika in disguise with Surya Kencana. All their experiences were told in full, along with a letter entrusted by Citrawani to her father.

The blind glaze of the father read the long letter.

It had been three years that her beloved eldest daughter had disappeared. There is never any certainty or hope about its existence.

Now the hand of the princess was in his hand, read with great emotion.

During the tea, the duke dissolved in his feelings.

After he realized, there was a prospective daughter-in-law who was sitting in front of him, waiting for a response from him.

"Ah, Wisanggeni, I am so happy to receive this letter from my son ! At once also anxious about the movement of the rebels who were allied with the next kingdom ! "

"Hamba apologized in advance, Uncle .." Wisanggeni lowered his head.

"Hamba was very sorry, and begged that Uncle would be willing to resuscitate the servant's father..."