Jatukarmas
Chapter 47

The speeding horse was like flying through shrubs and small trees along the lake.

"WHY?" shouted Raden Bagus Saksena as loud as possible. "WHY?"

His voice was lost in the wind that was waving his hair and clothes.

There was a rice cooker of the Jenggala nobleman spurring his horse. After being tired of screaming all the way, he stopped his horse, then jumped down and threw himself to the edge of the lake.

Nice Saksena let her long hair back and all her clothes wet in the cold lake water.

He wanted his hot, burning head and heart to be cool by the cold waters of the lake.

"God Batara ... Jagat Dewa Batara. if Citrawani is not a slave jatukarma, please eliminate the feeling of longing for revenge from this heart... If he's a half-sister, please replace the feelings of love of the opposite sex from this heart. become a brother's love.." groaned Bagus Saksena.

This lake is remote and deserted.

No one will see the spiritual misery of a Good Saksena spilled in this place. His tears flowed, his forehead wrinkled and his jaw hardened. Both of his hands were clenched in the glass-clear water .

Inside the shattered mood, Bagus Saksena was unaware of the pair of eyes observing her from behind the bush.

A pair of clear eyes glazed over. The cries and roars of Bagus Saksena that came out from the bottom of the heart, touched the pity and pity of the owner of the clear eye.

Galuh Citrawani or Kalyana Candradewi, followed the horse driven by Bagus Saksena secretly.

Actually, Citra suspects that Queen Liku is riding a horse carriage out the city gate, this twilight. He wore a short dress and a veil to follow the Jenggala Queen with the horse silently.

Queen Litu headed for an old temple on the outskirts of the forest that was rarely worshipped by people. There had been waiting for Patih Agung with several people dressed in all black, with a complete recitation inside the temple.

After witnessing the opening of the small group's ritual ceremony, Citra immediately withdrew. He did not want any more help watching their last rites that were like free***** party.

The image spurred his horse towards the capital Jenggala again, when he saw a horse he recognized as belonging to Bagus Saksena, pacing around the small lake.

The girl immediately got off the horse, lurking into the lake from behind the bushes .

Then he saw the heartbreaking sight of the crown prince of Jenggala .

The image of Kartika rubbed her dewy eyes.

With determination, he stepped silently towards his horse and rode the horse back .

"I used to hate you, Kanda Bagus Saksena." muttered Citra to himself.

"But now I feel sorry for you. You are not a bad person. You just have no luck being born to a mother who can't give you the right path."

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Nice Saksena arrived at the palace, greeted with reports from the princess palace servants.

"My lord, Princess Siluh Candrani left the palace without notice."

"He left?" tanya Bagus Saksena with a cloudy face.

"Right, sir" said the servants in fear.

Good Saksena just shut up.

Let the girl go. Perhaps it was better for her, than witnessing the engagement of her loved ones with someone else.

If Bagus Saksena could choose, she also did not want to be present in every ceremony that was done to confirm Galuh Citrawani as the daughter of Jenggala. That was followed by another series of ceremonies for the girl's wedding with Surya Kencana.

If he could choose, he did not want to be the son of King Jenggala. That way he does not need to be Citrawani's brother.

Everyone is happy and joyful. Except him and Siluh Candrani.

"My lord?" ask the servants hesitantly

"Let him go. If it can make him happy." snorted Nice Saksena ketus.

The servants retreated with a shrivel of fear.

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The series of coronation ceremonies for the Jenggala princess and Citrawani's marriage to Raden Surya Kencana lasted for one month and seven days.

The majestic and luxurious ceremony was led by seven priests of Shiva and Buddha at once.

Citrawani and Surya Kencana diramas with the payas of the great bride, sitting in front of the priests who were raising prayers.

Incense smoke and pasepan spiked with fragrant powder billowed in the air. The melodious sound of the clergy of Shiva and the splashing of holy water mixed with flowers nourished the hearts of all present.

King Jayengrana sits side by side with Goddess Sekarwangi to the left of Raden Surya Kencana. King Aryaiswara with Queen Pujawati and Duke Daha accompanied by Dewi Borawati sat to the right of Citrawani.

Bagawan Lalityawara and Bagawan Wistara were in the ranks of seven priests who presided over the ceremony.

The whole audience rejoiced, overwritten with the sweet sound of gamelan, as if the gamelan was being pierced by the asparas (\=bidadara) from heaven.

Galuh Liku sat behind King Jayengrana with Galuh Sundari and Bagus Saksena. Behind him again, sat Patih Agung with his thick and fierce mustache.

Galuh Liku scowled because her position as empress or Queen was revoked. The status was returned to Goddess Sekarwangi.

Galuh Sundari was unhappy because the enemy he hated turned out to be his own brother, whose status was even higher than his.

Thus the four men behind King Jayengrana were preoccupied with their own thoughts.

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Somewhere far from the capital of Jenggala, a girl entered a hamlet. The sprawling hamlet is located on the banks of the river Berantas , in a fertile valley.

According to the information of the residents, in this hamlet there is an outbreak of disease. Many people avoid entering the area to avoid contracting the plague .

The girl was determined to enter the hamlet. His horse was driven closer and closer to entering the hamlet that looks quite prosperous.

The streets are quite large, fortified with river stones on the edge. A wide expanse of rice fields stretches to the right left of the road. A small pier on the river bank became a place to lean for fishing boats and merchant boats, until this area was quite crowded before the outbreak.

The girl who was none other than Siluh Candrani tethered her horse in a closed stall. To a resident who seemed to pass by on the road, Siluh Candrani asked the condition of the hamlet.

"Sorry, who is this nisanak? Our area is being hit by a plague, you better not come here so as not to be infected." said the old man worried.

"I am a physician" said Siluh Candrani . "Please show me people who need the help of a healer.."

"Ah, miss.Then please help our child, miss ..please help our child .. I've been walking here and there from the morning looking for help..." The old man suddenly prostrated.

"Old uncle. Don't prostrate ! Wake up, uncle ! I will try to help your child ! Let's just show where it is !"

The old man stood up. In a hurry he showed the way to his house, among the shady trees.

The cottage was very small, there were only two rooms occupied by two people who were sick.

In the first room, an old woman was holding her stomach while groaning in pain. In the other room, a girl of the same age as Siluh Candrani was dying with buying eyes. Breath gasping.

Candrani works fast.

Atotoknya a few points on the back and nape of the girl, until the girl was petrified and vomit black liquid.

Candrani's silence pegged several points on the stomach and soles of the girl's feet. Now the girl opened her eyes and breathed in more relief .

"Bopo." call the girl weak.

"Biyeong..."

"Yes son, be patient.this is Miss healer is treating you .." The old man rubbed his child's forehead covered in sweat.

"Kisanak, please bring me a bowl of water," said Siluh Candrani.

From inside his clothes he pulled out a small cloth bag. A few dry pills he took and then mixed with a bowl of water proffered by the owner of the house.

The medicine he drank on the girl.

After that the mother of the girl who was moaning was also given the same potion .

A few moments later, the old mother no longer felt any pain in her stomach.

"Sir e... My stomach no longer hurts .." he said .

She approached her husband who was waiting for their daughter.

"Oh ma'am e, praise be to Hyang Widhi. Our son has also been able to sleep well." the old man said happily.

"Where is the lady who treated us, sir?"

"Miss healer, he's concocting medicine in the kitchen..."

The healer lady they were talking about came carrying a large bowl of potions she had just made.

Part of the potion he gave to the husband and wife. To be minimized to their child after the girl wakes up.

After that he went around the hamlet to treat the sick population.

Caring for so many sick people takes a long time.

The head of the village who had heard the 'deed' of the young woman healer provided her home as a shelter for Siluh Candrani.

It did not feel like a month had the girl went around the hamlet to treat the residents.

The outbreak that spread had at least claimed the lives of some people before the arrival of Siluh Candrani. Now all the sick people have been cured and the plague has stopped spreading.

The name Siluh Candrani also became famous throughout the Bantas riverbank area. Miss Tabib Siluh Candrani who has magical hands.

The young physician paid no attention to all the praise he received.

Exit the hamlet, explore distant areas. It's all he does to calm the heart.

If he cannot heal his own heart, let him heal other poor people who are suffering from severe pain.

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