Memories of a Thousand Years
Back to the Thousand Year Old Time

"Rinaya! Rinaya!"

Rinaya opened her eyes, a cold sweat dewy on her forehead. He was sitting in a chair in the employee room where he worked. The call woke him from sleep.

"Rinaya, are you sick?" Ratih, a coworker noticed.

"ah, I'm gapapa ko" replied Rinaya

"you're really Rin's shoot, mending you go home."

"meaning you're overtime again?"

"What ga, I have a lot of free time, besides you seem to be a mess. Don't overpower yourself. You have exams tomorrow too"

"What's really wrong?"

"Hmm" Ratin Nodded in agreement

The clock ticks on the wall echoed in the corner of the room, faint faint still sounds of birds kissing, but this beautiful twilight seemed not to be felt by him. Rinaya, a 24-year-old woman, had just come home from her activities, working. That day he felt strange, his gaze was always spinning, hallucinations sometimes came, whispers of whispers as if calling.he came home earlier than usual schedule. The longer the view the more the firefly. He let out a long sigh, immediately entering the room to break down. He thought, this will go away after a short nap. Just sitting on the bed, the ground seemed to shake, the glass on the study table also shook. The quake? thought. The longer the sound of whispering the more clearly heard

"Daughter..."

"Noromachi..."

"Daughter.."

"Nirmala, come back, come."

The sound of that voice seemed to whisper in his mind, making his head feel dizzy, he said,

The princess? The nirmala? who'swhat? He closed his eyes holding back the dizziness in his head. Someone screamed beside his ear

"Rinaya!! "

At once he opened his eyes, and he remembered a very long dream. Dreams that look like reality. Such a painful dream. His eyes began to heat up, his breathing began to gasp, still unable to believe whether this was real or just a dream.

The ground increasingly shook violently, items began to fall down, blown by gusts of wind that had come from nowhere slowly surrounded where he stood. The longer it gets tighter. He's scared now. It's a nonsensical thing. In a small room where this wind came from. The longer it is like a tornado, destroying everything it touches.

"Daughter! Nirmala!"

The longer the sound gets louder, the louder it gets. He closed his eyes and covered his ears with his hands. Tears flowed, she felt fear. What is this actually. The shaking of the ground further upset his balance, until he shrugged, he felt his body lifted by the wind. Waving, along with the sound of that voice. I don't know how long it lasted. The sound was buzzing in his ears. Dizziness, really feeling dizzy.

Bruk!! his body hit the ground. He closed his eyes, still covering his ears. Slowly he caught his breath. His body is still on the ground. Slowly open his ears. It doesn't sound anything. Even the sound of birds was more pronounced this time. Slowly opened his eyes. There was already no such strange wind, but, he was in a different room. Slowly he lifted his head, observed and looked around. Slowly he stood up from his place. Shudder in horror at what was now before him. He rolled his eyes observing the surroundings.

"God! Where am I?"

He was standing right in the middle of a hexagram drawn on the stone floor. Red inked. Contains symbols that do not understand it. The more terrifying thing was, many bodies were lying around that hexagram. Full of blood and wounds.he was the only one standing in the big room.

A statue of a goddess watching him, a very large statue, a statue carved from stone, his smile, a little look terrible. Moreover, the view with a room full of corpses, all the furniture was destroyed like in a whirlwind.

for a few seconds he was there, still not understanding what was happening. Once again he looked around, the clothes of the man were so ancient, the interior was very traditional, there were no lights, only candles scattered there, he saw the pedestal of the goddess statue.The letters were not foreign, he said, but he doesn't understand. Kawi letters? thought.

"A-I.. really come back again....???"

There was a noise outside the room. Rinaya immediately ran and hid behind the goddess statue.

"what's wrong?"

"something happened inside, we didn't know what was going on, the door slammed, and it couldn't be opened. I heard a scream a moment ago. Then it suddenly vanished without any sound.."

"We haven't been able to open the door yet."

"Just break it down. I need to know if the ritual works or not."

A ritual? Rinaya overheard the conversation feeling certain, something was not right from this incident. Immediately he jumped out through the window that was right behind the goddess statue. Unfortunately someone who was standing guard outside had seen it.

"Who is it! Stop there!"

Rinaya ran away from the building. Running with all his might, some people chased after him.

They were still chasing even though the distance was quite far. He hides behind the rocks covered in bushes. They keep looking for him. Their footsteps are still heard. He's setting his breath. Trying not to panic. Trying to digest the thing he had just experienced a moment ago. He closed his eyes.

Rinaya woke up in the morning, the sun had already appeared. He came out of hiding after feeling safe.

"Aren't I dreaming anymore?"

"I'm going back to this time anyway,"

"I can't be ah, I'm dreaming that time too."

"Trus now will soon wake up."

He pinched his cheeks and hands, it was painful. "This is a very real dream" he said. He sighed. Lamenting fate is not his nature. He's aware of that. Rather than keep pensively thinking about things that make him confused. He better go around, get some information or something. Because there must be a reason why he went back a thousand years.

This is the second time he's been dragged into the past. This time it was a little different. He remembered who he was, he remembered where he came from, even this time he was still wearing his work uniform. Still complete with sneakers, a small backpack and nametag hanging around his neck. He even had a cell phone in his pants pocket. He saw the phone "No signal! Sure was! There can't be!" He walked out of the forest, towards a road big enough, but he did not walk on that path. He just walked away from the edge. Seen from a distance, there are two women wearing plain kebaya, with the bestow hair, batik skirt, and carrying a large tray on his head, talking to each other using Sundanese language, he hides behind tall grasses. He slightly understood what they were talking about, nothing but about the large number of people who died in the old building. Without hearing any further he also understood what the building meant. Looking at their clothes he really thinks that he really has returned. "very traditional, now just find out what year I'm stuck in."

A small settlement, at the foot of the hill, in a stilt house at the very end, closest to its present position, lined up some half-wet clothes, and some deliberately sun-drenched vegetable crops, dried. Without thinking any longer, Rinaya picked up a few pieces of clothing complete with her shoes. Incidentally, there was no one to be seen from the house. Rinaya re-enters the forest, making sure no one sees her, changing her clothes to the one she just stole. This time I have to be careful. He tied his entire hair, a ponytail, leaving only the front that was not too long to be completely untied. He also put a headband on his forehead. Now he looks like a teenage boy.

He took out a black plastic from his bag, put his work uniform and his bag in it, his phone, of course he brought it, might come in handy later. He dug the ground under the tree using a log and stone. He put the plastic in the hole, and closed it back with soil. Now his eyeballs rolled around where he stood. Ah, there he was, he thought, taken by him a large lump of wood, in his store on the mound. "I'll take it back if it's safe, I hope my things are safe." He clapped his hands together, clearing away the rest of the ground that was still stuck. A few steps back, and took a picture of the tree with the wooden chunk with his cell phone. Of course, so that he could remember where his things were in the grave.

After everything was done, this time he planned to find information, such as what city he was visiting, or what year it was. It is important to know all kinds of information. He did not want his arrival this time to cause even more trouble. After all, there must be a purpose as to why he could be there again.

In fact he also thought it would be easier to ask the people involved in the ritual, but, with the conditions back then, especially the many people who died, it reminded him of his past. Rituals that eat life, not rituals that are safe. After all, he was also afraid that his arrival would instead be blamed or other bad things. So, seeking information silently there is no harm either. If indeed the ritual was done for good things, perhaps he would go alone to meet them. For now, because it has already come, just enjoy the land of Indonesia which is still very traditional.

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Rinaya walked for some time, very quiet, like a road outside the settlement, he passed by several residents, two women wearing plain kebaya, and wearing plain wooden slippers, he passed by, carrying his luggage with a shawl, and a middle-aged man in Salontreng's clothes, carrying a basket using a dependant.

"Punten, bade tumaros, upami ka palih street poured, patio kamana his?" indeed the Sundanese language is very rough, there is no progress at all, there is no progress,

(Excuse me, ask me, if you go that way, where do you go?)

"Oh, eta teras ka kulon jang village, mung tuk more keneh, aya panginten sajam or two hours papah."

(Oh, that goes all the way to Kulon village, son, just a long way away, maybe an hour or two on foot)

"Ah, two hours, ageung village?"

(ah, two hours, big village?)

"Atos siga kota weh eta mah, mung namina weh kampung teh, da tos forward"

(It is like a city, just the name of the village, but it has advanced)

"Oh, hatur nuhun atuh, kaditu patio beder, manga bu"

(Oh, thank you, I want to go there, excuse me mom)

"Mangae, manga"

(Please)

*Jang/Ujang \= Calls to boys under age

*Kebaya \= Traditional Shirt in some tribes in Indonesia, used by women

*Salontreng Clothes \= Traditional clothes of the Sundanese tribe, used by men, usually more in use by the lower classes and farmers.

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After walking far away finally arrived at the kulon village, he heard something from his stomach, singing since ten minutes ago. Since yesterday afternoon he had only eaten a piece of cake in his shop, and had not eaten anything else. It's a bustling city, a lot of sales, like a downtown or a square. He's quite impressed. Reminds him of his past. He felt he was going to the right place, "Hunger", he murmured. He walked glancing here and there looking for something he could eat, of course, if not ask for it, might be able to steal it as well, yet he stopped at a mirror-seller's stall, instead, he looked at his reflection on a large mirror the size of his body, didn't I look like a boy, he murmured inwardly,

"Please see Jang Kasep, the big mirror, the small one is also there, the price is all passionate, Jang manga"

He just nodded with a smile, in his heart he felt very satisfied, everything he met called him "Jang/Ujang" meaning he could successfully trick everyone if he was a man, he said,

Suddenly he was hit from behind, by a man. But he rushed and ran back. He dropped his item, a dark blue-eyed golden bracelet, glistening beautifully. He then ran after the man, "hey, brother, wait, the thing fell." Just a few steps running, someone, clutching his arm firmly, "because of you" a tall, dashing adult man brought with him a group of people crowded in his way, he kicked one of his legs until he fell down and knelt down. Someone pressed his back to the ground, he was completely unable to move. All the people there swarmed around, making it a spectacle, "ah, ouch, sick, my hands, why come attack me, "

"Based on slippery thieves, still making nonsense even though they've been caught,"

A thief? did I get caught stealing clothes, he thought

"eh, uh, wait, you guys misunderstood"

One of them took the bracelet and held it in front of his face,

"This is the proof, you stole the family's hereditary inheritance, there's no point in evading"

Ah, it turns out that he thought calmly "uh, wait, I didn't steal it, it must have been him who hit me, you should have chased after him, "

"Bring Him up" exclaimed one of them.

No matter how much he tried to break away, the weak little girl seemed unlikely to be able to fight against some strong men at this moment. He was dragged forcibly to a place. Like a place where people rule, or some kind of government, if in the world it's possible to go to the police.

Rinaya fell down with her hands tied behind her back, at the sight of a middle-aged man dressed in elegant clothes, as if he were the leader, the chief security officer.

The man reads a paper, just as the judge reads his demands

"Bet caught stealing jewelry belonging to a distinguished family, can be sentenced to 100x blows and in brackets for three years. If you admit it, the punishment can be lighter"

Rinaya gaped in disbelief, "Wait, I didn't steal it, you guys caught people wrong,"

The judge cut out "Ejecting and reasoning will make your sentence more severe"

"It's obvious you've caught people wrong"

"Then we hear the testimony of the victim"

A teenage girl came from behind the door, her eyes glassy, as swollen as a day of crying.

"Neng Ayu please talk about how the character of the thief" how to speak like a lot of respect for the person, while to Rinaya he is very arrogant and annoying

"He was a man dressed all in black wearing a green headband, and his hair was tied all over the back. Percis was like that" he pointed towards Rinaya

"Well, I must have seen it wrong, not really me"

"There is evidence and witnesses, your guilt can no longer be denied"

Rinaya laughed bitterly, "What kind of law is this, listen yes, if the law here is very soft like this, I'm sure in the next few years there will be many traitors hanging around, you're too easy to drop the verdict"

The judge blushed feeling humbled. Moreover, Rinaya's tone that is too arrogant is not appropriate for a lowly like him.

"Guards, do the punches right now"

Rinaya is getting panicked. How could he accept a punishment he did not do. One hundred punches, with her tiny body, might not have finished going to die first, damn it, she kept thinking how to escape.

Dag, one punch slammed his back to the ground. "Aaahh," Rinaya shriveled her eyes shut, enduring the pain in her back,

Someone among them looks different, more dashing, although the look of his face is very flat, cold and calm.

"The boy claimed not to steal, so find the real thief, not by forcing him to admit what he did not do."

"b-b-Balapati, why did you come here" The judge, though middle-aged and dignified, immediately lowered his gaze as soon as this man appeared. Unexpectedly, good luck still sided with Rinaya, she smiled with relief.

"I told you you were wrong, ah, my back hurts, hey you quickly untied me" Rinaya exclaimed to one of the bodyguards who dragged her here.

"Just let go of him, you owe him one blow, punishing an innocent man is a fatal mistake for a judge"

Balapati is the name for a squad leader in warfare, he looks very gallant, his face is flat, his eyebrows are sharp, makes everyone feel disinclined and afraid just by looking at it, he said, he had a white-coated sword, engraved with brownish gold, very beautiful and dashing like its owner.

Rinaya stood up and occasionally touched her aching back, "I'm in a hurry this time, next time I won't forgive you" she pointed to the judge, the judge was angry but he couldn't do anything, he was wrong.

Rinaya stepped out her legs, approaching the balapati. Rinaya did not dare to look at him. However, a Balapati must be a respected person, while he is only a stranger, must maintain an attitude. Rinaya bowed her head "Thank you very much", and returned to her feet.

His steps stopped, Balapati blocked him with a hand that gripped the sword.

Rinaya looked fixedly at the sword, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Have we met before?" Balapati asked but Rinaya still did not leave her sight of the sword. His hand raised up to touch the sword. But Balapati immediately lowered it as if she did not want to be touched. Rinaya turned around and looked at the face of the balapati. With a sullen face she replied "Never, I just arrived today" Rinaya stepped away. Rinaya asks, why did Balapati make such a strange impression on him, as if she had seen him or knew him somewhere.

Balapati Pradhika Wiriya, although he got the title Balapati, but he already did not want to use that name, he only participated in several previous wars, he had his own goals, he had his own, and not to pursue a title, but his ability and credibility are recognized by everyone, can be seen from the reaction of a judge and his subordinates to him, they seem reluctant and afraid to deal with him.

In Dhika's mind, she sees something familiar to Rinaya, her way of speaking, her posture, her voice, although a little made up but Dhika feels very familiar with Rinaya. That's why he asked her.

Rinaya walked down the village, passing by a bookstore, in her mind, thinking of some people who might be able to help her, time to find information, she thought, she stopped at the bookstore stall, too, he saw a map, and he took it. An old man came out of the shop.

"Well, if you want to go to the city of Parigi, where is it ?" Rinaya does not understand the language used, this map still uses ancient kawi letters.

The old man approached and gave information, "oh, ka palih dieu weh Jang, langkung caket, tour caang, upami ka lanes nu sanes bilih aya nanaon, teu acan safe,"

(oh, just over here son, closer and brighter, if the other path is afraid of what is, not yet safe)

Rinaya slightly understood and nodded her head. "Mung panginten kedah ti ayeuna keneh, rada nguliring na road, meh teu sonten on the road." the man continued

(Cuman probably should from now on, the road is quite twisted, so as not to be kesorean)

"Hoo" looks like his journey is far away.

"Jang, cenah mah dua dinten deui tea bade aya shave kitu, anu ka fifteen years."

(Dec, he said in two days there will be a ceremony to the fifteenth year)

"Naon Bah's ceremony?"

(What way Sir)

"Size, salametan war sareng du'a kanggo anu extinct,"

(Size, during the war and prayer for the dead)

"Naon bah war? Iraha?"

(What war, sir? when?)

"Cenah mah kapungkur aya ageung war, seuseur nu pupus, war and bandit gunung ongkoh, and stealth oge ongkoh"

(Say there used to be a great war, many died, involving Mountain Bandits as well as Demons)

The contents of Rinaya's head seemed to have stopped hearing those few words. Mountain Bandit?... A demon? Rinaya knew exactly what he meant, so she could not say any more words

"oh, muhun atuh, haturnuhun Abdi bade patio mapah"

(oh, yes, thank you I will continue walking)

In Rinaya's mind rumbles questions. Crazy, what war does that mean? If it's true, fifteen years have passed since then, and the city government's throwing a party, it sounds like a party, but I'm thinking of a party because I'm dead,,,,,, a, a demon , isn't it, her pigeon, no. No, it's definitely not like that. I really need to find out other information.

Rinaya hastened her pace, no matter how many thousands of steps she took today, according to the instructions of the bookseller. The path is not too quiet. Even still quite crowded considering he walked far enough to leave the city.

He was still hungry, and tired. There was a cottage on the way, a halfway house, selling food, and drinks, it seemed to be built for people on the way. Rinaya also sat on one of the outermost benches.

"Want to buy something?" one shop owner asked, but how else did he not have the money. "No sir, just sit down, hehe"

Rinaya could only sit, occasionally drooping on the table, tired, sometimes he closed his eyes.

Shopkeeper came and kept a bowl of Green bean porridge"Den, this is just eat the porridge"

"I didn't order sir"

"It's okay, Aden seems to need to eat, just eat,"

Rinaya sumringah heard it, free food, whispered in her heart.

*Den/Aden/Raden \= call for the respected people/noblemen

Some people came and sat down to fill empty seats, from the uniforms they wore, like they were a soldier, or something. They ordered food and were busy gossiping. Rinaya who was there seemed to be unable to bear listening to him. Rinaya is not a person who is happy with gossip, in this world, or in his world, gossip makes the image of others worse. But this time Rinaya gossip like understand.

"You know, Patih Karna had just returned from Bintuni, in a building he was investigating a case and many corpses were scattered in the ritual room, he said they died from summoning evil demons, he said, but it didn't work,"

the smiles?

"Yes, a perfect summoning costs a fortune"

"What they call"

"Princess Nirmala, The Mountain Bandit"

- Uhuk, Rinaya immediately choked on hearing it,

"Why would anyone want to call someone like him. Are they not afraid of the disaster that ever happened."

-(Disaster?)

"Say they also called Bayu, the owner of the demon"

-(Wood.) Rinaya remembered by that name, the name she had always called in the past,

"That's even worse, even though our land situation is in chaos because of the war, they can call the spirits of the people"

- (War?)

"A dead person can be called?"

- (Is the baby dead?)

"They're not people"

"True, the one goddess of war, the other the leader of the demons, after all, since then no one knows whether they really died or not,"

"Nobody has seen his body to date"

"Maybe they're not dead? "

- (Bayu should have survived by then)

" But during these fifteen years many wanted to summon their spirits no one had succeeded a single one. Even they died horribly, just like the incident in Bintuni"

- (Then why am I here? )

"I'm afraid that if they can really come back, the events of fifteen years ago will be repeated again"

- (I also don't want it to happen again) Rinaya put on a sad face remembering the incident

"Or maybe they could help the war, haha"

"Your joke isn't funny"

"If they're right back I think the palace's security bureau should have acted to arrest him."

- (Huh?)

"True, we don't want that disaster to happen again"

- (You think it's our fault?)

"Maybe it's best if they're on death row, let's be sure they're dead"

- (Damn it!)

"Also seal his soul so that no one else can call them"

- (Why does it seem like all our fault?)

"Yes, because of them the war happened"

-(ha?)

"Many hate them, even today. Even many swore, if they were found, they would not make his death calm"

(Oh my god, something must be wrong).

"You know he said Balapati Dhika used to be their best friend"

-(Dhika? The balapati?)

"Luckily he didn't follow in the footsteps of his friend's friend."

"But he said he always ventured into many places, even he rejected his Balapati title,"

- (Is he okay?)

"I think he's also looking for them, probably just like the citizens, vowing to kill them"

- (I don't believe it)

Rinaya quickly finished her meal, she was too cool to listen to the gossip, she did not even realize from the beginning she was being noticed by someone. Someone sitting at the very corner.

"Sir, is this true I don't have to pay?"

"It's okay Den"

Rinaya smiled, "Thank you Sir, Asalamualaikum" Rinaya left the store.