JAWANAKARTA
ENAM

Lor (North)

THE DARANI LOR

"So it's true that there were Kingdom officials who measured the land of our village Darya?"

"Injeh (iya) ibuk, was the time to shave his rice field Karsan had a big argument with Karsan."

"Have you been to Kades Le's?"

"The (yet) mother, after dusk with the other fathers."

"Is there any certainty of an answer for Kingdom Le?"

"Dereng (yet) buk, all have agreed that Mr. Kades will make a decision."

"Yes, may the best decision be for all parties."

"May ibuk. Ibuk padun (already) ready to kagem (create) Numbuk Lesung event tomorrow?"

"Already Le, your grandfather had helped your mother ndak (not) do not worry, you are ready to meet tomorrow the Kingdom."

"Everything has been taken care of by Mr. Kades ma'am, tomorrow I just stay with me."

"Mom just wanted to be careful Le. We may have tried for the common good, but remember that man is still man when his eyes are closed by greed no matter how great it is he will not see. So believe me, when we do the good of the Creator of the Universe, we always see it."

"Injeh (iya) mother, I will always remember the message of mother."

The morning came, a red tinge seen from behind the mountain hills of Mprau illuminated every side of Saeeden Village as if it was a good day. From the houses of the residents are seen lights that have been lit even though the sun has not been seen. From the kitchen booths looks smoke billowing and the smell of delicious cuisine that is being made. Today is a good day for all residents of Saeedeh Village, the day of Numbuk Lesung the final part of a series of rice planting processes, the series of ancestral customs. Dimple is the process of separating the grain (rice skin) from rice by pounding it in a mortar.

From a house beside the door Dono heard a boisterous voice from a girl who was excited to ask a lot of things.

"Giya, have you tied up all her looks?"

"Even (suda) Mak, already Giya stacked so satun trus Giya ikat Mak."

"Yes, now help Mamak enter the fish into the structure of Nduk."

"Injeh (iya) Mother. Mak there will be members of the Kingdom comeg huh Mak?"

"Representative of the Nduk Kingdom."

"The opening is the same Mak, the same representative of the same royal members from the JAWANAKARTA Mak Kingdom."

"Beda Nduk, if the members of the Kingdom are the family and descendants of the nduk kingdom such as the king, empress, children of the king, queen mother and adek-adek of the king and his family. Well if the representatives of their Kingdom are working for the kingdom of Nduk."

"O.. Different from Mak."

"Yes they are not (tida) the same nduk, so you should not be mistaken again, because there are times when we can be considered ndak (not) polite because of our ignorance. Understand Nduk? "

"Injeh (iya) Mak Giya understands, Giya will want to keep Mak."

"Good, Nduk cah (child) ayu (beautiful)."

"Sir, I asked for a sack of the same rope debok (rope from the banana tree midrib) again."

"Yes Le, the sack is in the lower closet, if the throttle (the hammer from the banana midrib) is behind the house. Mama hasn't taken it."

"Let the Guard take everything Mak, Mamak continue cooking."

"Thanks to Le, Mamak's children are all diligent, Mamak is proud of you."

"Giya will always help Mamak, just calm down Mak."

"The real cook? Most later if called Lastri also directly play."

"Just son, Mas Garda who likes to play."

"Already do not fight new also praised already fight. Garda is there help your father again, Giya let's now help Mamak enter his vegetables to the bushel so that the cepet is finished."

"Injeh (yes) Mak"

It did not feel like the sun was rising, showing itself, a sign that the day was starting at noon. From the village hall there was the sound of a kentongan, a call sign for all villagers. From every house, residents prepare to go to the village hall. Carrying carts containing rice crops and some of the family's mainstay dishes, all residents of Saeedah Village flocked to the village hall where Numbuk Lesung was held. Seen in the village hall has been laid out dozens of Gepyok and Lesung Boards.

"Sugeng enjang (good morning) Buk, Karsan."

"Sugeng enjang (good morning) Mas Daryan, Mbak Ranti, Garda lan (and) the beautiful Giya."

"Sugeng enjang (good morning) Mr. Lek Karsan. Thanks, you know Giyanta is beautiful."

"Don't be praised, Mr. Lek, you can't go down again."

"Ih Mas Garda, sirik mark can not afford."

"That bill, Mbahti Joss anyway."

"Come, everyone is ready for the show to start. Let's take Karsan rice to our Gebyok Board."

"Injeh (iya) Mas Darya."

"Gardapati help me with Mr. Lekmu there. Giyanta help Mamak with Mbahti bring food into the Hall."

"Injeh (yes) Mak."

In the event of Numbuk Lesung each citizen will get one Gebyok Board and one Lesung. Gebyok boards will be used by men to separate Grain from Rice sticks. Then after the cork is released from the trunk will be inserted into the Dimple. Here the task will be given to the women to pound the mortar so that the grain skin is peeled off. How to pound it also should not be too hard because later the contents of the grain (rice that still has a toe) will be destroyed. After the skin has been peeling Grain will be filtered using a dipepeni (shake2) so that the skin of the grain (rice skin) fell and obtained clean rice ready to be consumed this task is usually done by middle-aged women. This series of processes is called Numbuk Lesung, the legacy of the Ancestors that has always been carried out by all residents of Saeedah Village until now.

"Good morning all the residents of the Village of Prosperous and Lucky, on this sunny morning we have reached the stage of Numbuk Lesung. The final stage where we will soon be able to enjoy the results of our hard work for the last 6 months. On this occasion also we will actually have the arrival of guests from the royal side. But it can be seen until now the royal side has not been seen. It is very unfortunate that we cannot postpone our Numbuk Lesung event. So with this I the Village Chief Saeedah will start this event without waiting for the government. With the permission of the Creator of the Universe, I started the Numbuk Lesung Saeedah Village event. Let's start."

The boisterous sound of gamelan and applause accompanied the start of the Numbuk Lesung event. Residents began to hit the rice stalks on the Gebyok Board so that the Grain (rice seeds containing rice) fell on a piece of cloth that would later be used to move the Grain into the Dimple. The voices of residents telling each other and chatting add to the boisterous atmosphere of Numbuk Lesung this time.

"Le, the cloth guard is full you can move it to your Mamak Lesung to be pounded."

"Injeh (iya) Mr."

"Don't forget to bring it here again Le."

"Bapak Injeh, have Pak Lek also want Guard liftin ndak (no) Pak lek?"

"Ndak (no) need Le, let Pak lek lift himself bengini-bengini Pak Lek still roso (strong) Le."

"Yes Mr. Lek roso (strong) must be even, one man only home lek sir is a man."

"That's so you Le, have a daughter all dadi (so) kudu (should) roso (strong)."

"There has been to deliver to Mamak grainnya so that it can be pinched trus dipapeni. Let's finish our spit too."

"Injeh (iya) Mr."

"This is the grain."

"Yes Le, just pour it into Lesung aja. Giya let's help Mamak Numbuk Lesung."

"Injeh (yes) Mak."

"Open it just this morning, praised Mamak son diligently and have played you Adek."

"Before Mas, make the grain does not exist so Giya ndak (not) know what it wants, so Giya play bentar hehehe.. "

"Already all Le, you come back to help Mr. there, o yes all help Mr. Lekmu also pity his own transportation."

"So already want the Guard to help Mak, but said Mr. Lek, Mr. Lek is still roso (strong)."

"Pak Lekmu is indeed Bengitu Le, the usual wis because at home men themselves. But Mbahti asks you to help Mr. Lekmu yes Le. Poor him."

"Injeh (iya) Mbahti."

"Jan putune (indeed granddaughter) Mbahti seng is the best, it's big now."

"Yes is the best. Mbahti's own grandson."

"Sirik sign can not Adek."

"Ih Mas Garda."

"Already Gardapati back help Father, Giyanta start pounding the grain."

"Injeh (yes) Mak."

It did not feel that when it entered daylight, almost half of the grain had been turned into rice. Time for all villagers to rest and eat together while chatting together. On a long mat inside the village hall, the whole community ate together. The provisions carried by each citizen were issued and titled on banana leaves to make it easier to eat together. Traditions like this make us have a sense of sharing plus holding together will also add to the rope of brotherhood in the village.

While busy eating and chatting in the distance seen the motorcade group entering the village area. The sound of footsteps of horses starting to be heard approaching the Village Hall distract some residents from their lunch. As the sounds of horse footsteps and horse carriage bells sounded louder all the citizens flocked out of the Village Hall. Almost all residents left their food to find the source of the sound with curiosity about the arrival of the horse carriage.

In front of the village gate, the soldiers lined up and prepared to open the road for the group. In the front row a man dressed as a soldier walked carrying the royal flag. Followed by a group of soldiers carrying weapons lined up neatly, behind them sat on a horse with a gallant military-clad man with a complete weapon. And right after the cavalrymen entered the village gate saw a golden royal carriage with ornaments of writing and Javanese carvings walking beautifully into the village. All residents felt fascinated by the golden train, this was the first time their village had the arrival of the most luxurious and grandest golden train. Understandably the location of Saeedah Village which is far from the center of government is rarely a guest grand guest. All the people outside the Hall forgot the food they were supposed to eat

The sound of the binoculars with sahut. A middle-aged man descends from the carriage of Badge.

"Your Majesty the Empress Dowager has visited, please accept the visit of Her Majesty the Queen Mother. Give due respect. HER MAJESTY MOTHER SURI RADEN AJENG MAHARANI BRAMUTARA HARJOBUMININGRAT."

Simultaneously the entire citizens were shocked and immediately kneeled in respect. When the door of the golden chariot opened down majestically a middle-aged lung woman wearing a kebaya patterned with a silk royal emblem and a crown attached to the top of her sangul added to its usefulness. It makes them feel good for those who see it. As if without saying anything, that the person who just got off the carriage was not a random person.

"Good afternoon my people, so glad I finally got to visit this prosperous and beautiful village. Introduce me Raden Ajeng Maharani Bramutara Harjobuminingrat. The mother of King JAWANAKARTA."

The entire village was shocked silent not moving dissolved in each other's minds. Adapted this, why Her Majesty Ibu Suri, the mother of King JAWANAKARTA would come all the way to this small village far away. Is this a good sign or vice versa a bad sign. They can only stand still. Can't speak.