Maize Adventurer Softener
Chapter 63

Ma'am ... mbak Sari?! Weh lha even dreamt of mbak!" Andi tried to resuscitate Sari.

Sari's eyes sparkled bluish before finally coming to her senses. "Eeh, how are you?"

"Be careful not to daydream mbak, this is a sacred place you know! A lot of people are still meditating here!"

"Eyeh, mediocre?" ask Sari wonder.

Pantesan only here strong negative aura! Apparently there are still people who are my man here.

"Mas Andi, why is it called Minakjinggo temple? From what I see this temple has nothing to do with Minakjinggo figures?!"

"Betul mbak Sari, this temple actually has nothing to do with Minakjinggo. It used to be found a statue of a garuda in the form of a human, with long legs, long nails, his hands have claws, his mouth like a beak, and there are wings, he said, so people used to call it Minakjinggo,"

"Oh the sculpture we saw in the museum?"

"Betul mbak, Garuda bird mentioned earlier is named Garudho Muko, characteristic of batara batara Vishnu drops or ‘tumpakane’ Vishnu,” explained Andi again.

"Oh, that!"

It doesn't seem like this is where the sword is, but that greatness seemed like a sign to me.

"I've heard Minak Jinggo's story is just a myth, according to Andi how?"

"May I correct Sari? Not a myth but a cross-pollination between historians and antroplogs to be exact."

"So the fight story was wrong?"

"It's not wrong for Sari only if seen from time and events there is a big gap that distinguishes the story that circulated for centuries with the real story."

Sari pointed the camera at Andi and waited for his explanation.

"During this story circulating Minakjinggo is a great rebel Majapahit that must be quelled and harm the kingdom. He is always depicted as evil, ugly-looking and rebellious soul persisi as inscribed in the Damarwulan fiber written by one of Mataram's poets."

"What happened was that Minakjinggo was not a rebel, he was slandered by Patih Loh Gender who reported himself to Queen Kenconowungu if Minakjinggo changed his military base and prepared to attack Majapahit."

"Wait, so the legend is wrong? Minakjinggo's right and Damarwulan's wrong?"

"No, I continued the story again? May it?"

"Yes, don't get hundreds of episodes of cake novels, huh?!" sahut Sari joking.

Andi smiled, "Not as much time as I have to go through to find you anyway?!" reply Andi no less silly.

They both laughed and forgot the hot afternoon sun that was quite stinging on the skin.

"Gini mbak, Blambangan area was located very far from the center of Majapahit kingdom until the royal envoy was lazy to convey the news from the Queen to the Duke of Blambangan, Minakjinggo."

"Post Minak Jinggo's victory against Marcuet's kebo rebels, he built Blambangan and buried his territory. No one suffers during his leadership. Success he made his uncle Logender envious and finally pitted Majapahit and Blambangan."

Sari just nodded her head, her head a little heavy. His sense of smell began to be sensitive to fragrances that were not necessarily around him.

"So late there's a demit? Come on Demit if he shows up!" mummified Sari.

"Bak Sari said what?" Andi was curious because she heard a little.

"eeh, no. I'm overheated!" sari smiled.

"Can I continue the story?"

"Not many enough two chapters." Andi replied with a silly grin making Sari laugh.

"So where were we, I forgot?" andi asked pretending, she just wanted to interact a lot with Sari.

"Ehm, a sheepfight?"

"Aaah yes, it is not Minak Jinggo's fault if he never came and reported the situation of Blambangan to Majapahit. It was because of the distance and there was no guidance from the royal center to report on the development of the region. This is where the start of bad legend comes from."

"Misunderstanding and Miscommunication." said Sari.

"Rubber. On the other hand, the promise of Queen Kenconowungu's father to Minakjinggo who was still named Jaka Umbaran also had a share of misunderstandings. Minak Jinggo came to collect the prabu promise to the queen Kenconowungu but the queen refused."

"Promise? What promise?"

"Queen Kenconowungu's father promised that whoever defeated Kebo Marcuet would marry his daughter. Mbak Sari know not, even though the time of the competition was held by queen Kenconowungu not even born."

"Eh, the dong scam is called that. Crazy King, the time of the unborn child has been fooled!" sahut Sari was surprised.

"That's how history is, it is said that he was so mbak." Andi smiled at the look on Sari's face that looked even more adorable when surprised.

"Next the story!" sari Pinta.

"Minakjinggo or Jaka Umbaran won even with a broken face and a crushed body. So many decades passed by the arrival of the emissary from Majapahit. He invited queen Kenconowungu to come to the kingdom."

Sari was still listening as she felt a gust of wind that seemed to whisper in her ear.

Someone is starting to get naughty!

"When he came to the kingdom, Minakjinggo fell in love with the Queen and he remembered the promise of his predecessor. He billed a promise to the beautiful Queen but unfortunately Queen Kenconowungu refused outright and Minak Jinggo was expelled from the kingdom."

"Hhm, it's weird that people make promises and get kicked out! Who made that promise?" said Sari.

"Maybe because Minakjinggo has a bad face so the Queen does not want to mbak. Try mbak Sari deh be proposed ugly people do not want?" ask Andi in full search.

"I? Um, ugly if not good enough also mas?!" sahut Sari laughs.

"Yes also yes mbak, women now like it that is important the same sugarcane wallet needs are met. Facial affairs same age later." Andi added the words Sari.

They both laughed, Sari asked again. "Mas Andi, why does it always fall around here in the eternal fog?" Sari asked even though she already knew the answer.

"That's one of the hallmarks of the Trowulan, is the eternal mist. It's been a long time since something like this happened."

Sari glanced at the clock in her hand, already approaching three in the afternoon. Time was so fast running, and that little gust of wind again greeted Sari lightly.

This time it was accompanied by the fragrance of a flower that slightly pierced his nose. "Who has come, why have you greeted me from earlier?"

"Mbak Sari want to go back to the museum or we want to explore Pendopo Agung Trowulan?" Andi offers a spot that is said to have a strong mystical aura.

"Byeah, I'm curious about the same pendopo."

They walked again to the place Andi meant. Just as Sari's feet stepped no more than ten meters away, void space greeted her. His footsteps grew heavier and his head felt spinning.

Oh, no ... again? I haven't found a clue for my exam there!

Bimasena, Mahesa, Abiyaksa, Kandra .. I need your help!