JAYABAYA: The Journey of Being a Legend
The Kanjuruhan City

."A sport? This broad day??", Besur frowned deeply.

"Don't ask too many questions, my stomach is still hearty. Do you see any coconut trees around here?", Jaka Umbaran rubbed his stomach.

"There, Gusti Prince..

Close to the big road was a coconut tree. What happened to the coconut tree?", asked Gendol who approached the young prince.

"For medicine.", replied Jaka Umbaran briefly as he stepped in the direction designated by Gendol. Once under the coconut tree, Jaka Umbaran immediately shifted his feet under the tree and violently stomped his feet to the ground.

Bhhuuuummmmm!

The ground trembled as Jaka Umbaran's feet violently struck the ground. It also directly shook the trunk of the coconut tree which caused some young coconuts to fall. Jaka Umbaran immediately grabbed one of them. Then with his index finger, he was punching through this young coconut fruit.

Achreeppppppph!

Soon after, Jaka Umbaran drank this young coconut water. Seeing that, Besur also tried to go through the young coconut fruit that he got near where Jaka Umbaran stood.

Pletta....

"Waduh biyung!!", Besur complained in pain because his finger was unable to do the same thing with Jaka Umbaran. Seeing that, Jaka Umbaran smiled meaningfully then he flicked his hand. A series of thin winds slid quickly and cut off the tip of the young coconut. Besur was immediately excited to see that.

"Consolation of Nuwun, Gusti Pangeran", Jaka Umbaran only smiled faintly at Besur's thanks and continued to drink his young coconut water.

After a long period of rest, the six of them immediately continued their journey. Arriving at Pakuwon Tumapel City, they bought some goods that were used as travel supplies. Then they immediately continued the journey even though the sun had begun to lean west. This is because they are in disguise and do not want to attract people's attention.

As they approached dusk, they reached a small forest not far from the border of the region between Pakuwon Tumapel and Kanjuruhan Duchy City. The group decided to spend the night at that place because the sun would soon sink in the western sky.

Baratwaja and Besur immediately looked for dry tree branches as a bonfire for the dead. While Gendol was part of the task to find drinking water while Wara Andhira arranged dry food for their dinner.

Meanwhile Jaka Umbaran and Resi Simharaja sneak into the small forest to find something to eat.

Just caught a large forest chicken, from the east of the small forest a middle-aged woman in luxurious clothes like a noble running fast towards Jaka Umbaran. Of course this is enough to make Jaka Umbaran surprised not play.

"Children, please a-me.."

Brrruuuuuuuukkkhh!!

The woman fell unconscious beside Jaka Umbaran. When Jaka Umbaran intended to help the middle-aged woman, suddenly a noise was heard from behind her. Soon Jaka Umbaran grabbed the body of the middle-aged woman and brought her to the top of a large, leafy tree.

Sure enough, from the east appeared some men with thick bodies in black clothes with black headbands as well. Each had a short cleaver on his waist. It was obvious that they were the bastards of the rich.

"Suckers! Where did the old woman go? We have almost explored this entire small forest but have not found it", said a thick-bodied man with a pock as big as a chicken egg on his left face.

"There's no way he can get away with it, Mendit!

He did not have any kind of canoeing that allowed him to run away easily. He must still be around this place.

Kuruwelut, you have checked the small ravine around this place, right?", said the thick-bodied man with a thick mustache who seemed to be the leader of these temples.

"Kakang Wijangsongko...

I'm so sorry about this place. Even the small cave on the rock cliff there was also checked. But Nyai Mirah seemed to disappear in the swallow of the earth. He is nowhere I look for him" said Kuruwelut, a man who is about 3 decades old and is the thinnest of the seven.

Mmmmmm...

"We'd better get back to Ki Martoloyo's house to report this. Come.", having said so, Ki Wijangsongko immediately rushed to turn around and stepped towards the direction of their arrival. Kuruwelut, Mendit and other roof tiles immediately followed the leader's steps.

But one of these temples that left the place the very back saw something glistening in the afternoon sunlight among the grass in that place. He immediately picked it up. It was a cunduk mentul (a headdress of Javanese noble women) made of silver. He immediately shouted loudly.

"Ki Wijangsongko, here I find Nyi Mirah's snub!"

These tiles immediately twisted his body. Ki Wijangsongko immediately received a helping hand from his men and checked if this really belonged to his employer's wife. Cuduk mentul silver carved rose flower picture is indeed owned Nyai Mirah.

After confirming that it belonged to his master's wife, Ki Wijangsongko immediately circulated his gaze around the place. Although the afternoon sunlight started to make the surroundings of the place even darker, yet he did not give up.

As he gazed towards the grove of trees that were near the boulder, his eyes saw a slow movement. Immediately he pulled out the knife tucked in his waist. Then he quickly threw the knife into the grove of trees.

Shhhrrrriiiiiiiiinnnngggg!!!

Achreeppppppph!

After the Ki Martoloyo temple left, Jaka Umbaran floated down from the grove of trees while carrying Nyai Mirah. When the knife thrown by Ki Wijangsongko almost hit his body, Jaka Umbaran quickly caught it and stuck it on the tree trunk. The clever action was apparently able to deceive the eyes of Ki Wijangsongko until he considered that the movement was just a gust of wind.

"Ki Martoloyo yes hemmmmmm...

Looks like I heard that name mentioned during the commotion at Katang-katang Palace the other day. This woman has something to do with that name. I'd better take him to the camp" muttered Jaka Umbaran before he darted fast towards the camp of his followers. He still had time to snatch the rooster of the forest that he had caught earlier.

Not long after, he arrived at the camp where all his followers were waiting for his arrival. Everyone was shocked to see this young prince from Kadiri coming by carrying the body of a middle-aged woman who seemed to faint.

"Who is Ndoro Pendekar?", asked Gendol as soon as Jaka Umbaran laid down the middle-aged woman's body near the fireplace that began to be lit.

"I heard he was Nyai Mirah, Ki Martoloyo's wife. He was chased by a flock of Ki Martoloyo temples. I saved him", hearing Jaka Umbaran's description, Baratwaja immediately approached.

"Ki Martoloyo is a Jenggala code that infiltrated Kotaraja Daha and became the mastermind of the riots during Gusti Pangeran's marriage to Nararya Padmadewi.

He is a fugitive of the government of the Kingdom of Panjalu, Gusti Prince. We must be able to extract information from this woman to arrest Ki Martoloyo", said Baratwaja while staring at the middle-aged woman.

"Hamba agrees, Gusti Prince. We must bring the head of the criminal to account for his actions", Besur added immediately. Jaka Umbaran immediately nodded in understanding.

The sun was already sinking in the western sky. The reddish-orange light that had graced the sky horizon also gradually disappeared and was replaced by the darkness of the night. The sound of the hum of crickets and grasshoppers began to sound unpretentious as if to indicate that the night had fallen enveloping the entire universe.

Slowly Nyai Mirah opened her eyes. He slowly began to move while groaning holding his head that felt dizzy. As he sharpened his vision, it appeared that Baratwaja, Gendol and Besur were watching him.

"Who are you?", asked Nyai Mirah in fear.

"They're all my people. You don't have to worry about your safety as long as you're honest with us", listen to that, Nyai Mirah looked directly at Jaka Umbaran who was still busy flicking through the forest chicken that he was roasting on the fire. Seeing the existence of the figure of the person who had saved his life, Nyai Mirah breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your help, Swordsman. I don't know how you faced them. Thanks again so much.

So what honesty do you want to know from Kisanak?", Nyai Mirah asked again.

"Tell me frankly, where is Ki Martoloyo now, heh old woman?

I want to make a calculation with her", said Baratwaja while looking intently at the woman who is not young anymore.

"D-he lives in the Duchy of Kanjuruhan City. Close to Kanjuruhan Duchy Palace. In a large house that has many private tiles.

You better break your intentions if you don't want to die silly in vain" Nyai Mirah said as if warning them all.

"That's none of your business, Nyai..

Now tell me again, why were you chased by the roof tiles Ki Martoloyo earlier? What's the problem with her?", hearing Baratwaja's question, Nyai Mirah immediately cried bitterly. After a bit of calm, he began to tell about the cruelty committed by Ki Martoloyo against him. Several bruises and bruises on his face and hands are proof of Ki Martoloyo's cruelty. He who was unable to endure any more of the torment he received, finally ran away from home after tricking the guards. But she was also overtaken by her husband's men after almost two days of leaving home.

"Well what are your plans now?", asked Baratwaja immediately.

"I want to go back to Kotaraja Daha. I still have a family living in the suburbs. I no longer want to live with that old bastard" Nyai Mirah said as she continued to cry.

"Tomorrow morning, you go. I will provide assistance in the form of a horse as a tool to help your journey" said Jaka Umbaran while holding out half of his roasted forest chicken to Nyai Mirah. The woman's empty stomach was filled with food after nearly two days of hunger.

Time goes by so fast. It doesn't feel like the day is starting in the morning. As soon as morning arrived, Nyai Mirah immediately left the place with a horse giving Jaka Umbaran. The horse that actually belongs to Wara Andhira was immediately shot quickly leaving the place towards the west.

After clearing all their luggage, Jaka Umbaran's entourage immediately left the place. Now Wara Andhira had to ride with Jaka Umbaran before they bought a new horse in Kota Kadipaten Kanjuruhan. The beautiful woman looked so happy riding together with the Swordsman of Mount Lawu.

They immediately moved towards the spot indicated by Nyai Mirah. And sure enough, dozens of tile people were seen guarding around Ki Martoloyo's residence.

After quite a long time observing the situation around Ki Martoloyo's residence, the, jaka Umbaran's group immediately headed towards an inn not far from Ki Martoloyo's residence to prepare for the raid towards the place.

"Why don't we attack them now, Ndoro Pendekar? Servants think we will have no trouble beating them all" said Besur who did not understand the situation they were facing.

Apettaaaakkkk!

"Oh, you're a damn kampret, why are you taking my head off? What kind of friend are you?", Besur stroked his broken head after being violently pinned by Baratwaja. With a loud snort, Baratwaja said,

"That's to wake you up, stupid! We are now in a time of disguise. If we invade now, it would be tantamount to us uncovering the secrets of our disguise. Do not ask a lot, eat first as much.

Because tonight we're gonna work hard.."