Mukhalis: Hero of Bentala
14. Relation

The sound of the wheel stopped right in front of the simple house as the new sun emitted rays from the eastern horizon. On the page was a man sitting around reading the newspaper, distracted by the little girl who came out of the horse-drawn carriage. He ran quickly into the courtyard, greeted with love and affection. She was Sabrina, telling her everything that her brother experienced enthusiastically.

Suluh could not go home because she had to go to school today. So Sabrina returned but not alone. In the background that is still scattered with leaves, stand Sekar watching with a smile. Arumi, who had just come out of the guest room, jumped up happily to hear the news that the boy had delivered.

They flowered with a feeling, led Sekar inside and served as a queen. Although with all his might the child refused their excessive behavior, unexpectedly gave Sekar comfort. Comfort that has long since disappeared. He was grateful to have felt it again.

While in the spacious hall that had already arranged the disciples lined up, there was a healthy and bald man pacing back and forth before them. Guru Safiudin, as he introduced himself. The man gives knowledge to new students to always hold anger, control emotions and always use reason before acting. Because the swordsman must be able to know the good and bad a consequence of every action taken.

Not only that, with a cool head, they get akes Prana more smoothly than people whose heads are filled by worry. Full of tiring worldly frenzy. The main function of Prana is to bulldoze it all. Let them enjoy pleasure in the heart of the heart when all is at peace. The key to man carrying out life.

Guru Safiudin did not stop there, he revealed the level of Prana that can be processed deeper. First is the Inner Level, the fundamental thing that must be mastered before going to the greater realm. That is, opening the spiritual awareness to be able to feel the presence of the element, to feel Prana entering the body. They knew it would work when Prana filled the tribe.

Second is the Raga Level, maximizing Prana strength to increase endurance both internally and externally. Most people who are steeped in the natural elements will be at this level, making them immune to diseases and objects that have the potential to damage the body. The common people call them wong-sakti.

The deeper the level of Prana, only a small part is in the Mandraguna Level. Commonly known from among influential figures in Bentala and sect elders who have been hundreds of years old. In Cenderawasih itself, Elder Mustari explicitly gives an example of how the horror of Prana's power when he destroyed a house instantly.

It was likely that almost no one was in the fourth tier, the Natural Level. Those who go through hundreds of years to reach this level can only be in the basic sciences of that level. There has not been in history so far man is able to control the four elements of nature simultaneously. Except those who are chosen and Mystical Beings. Among those elements are fire, water, wind, and rocks.

Last is the Eternity Level. This realm is beyond human capability. There is a boundary between them and something like spirit. They-the spirits-are an eternity, descending from Heaven without any mortal interference in the world. Those known to possess immortality are only Mystical Beings and the Gods themselves. However, it is said that humans are able to "borrow" immortality through contact between them.

All the students there did not comment, most listened and understood. No exception Suluh who had been very curious about Prana and what can be done through the element. Those who were long standing were told to sit cross-legged, the material this time was different. Safiudin's teacher immeasurably ordered his assistant to approach, carrying a padded pad and then pointed his hands in a nine-hour direction.

"This time I'll give you an example of a foot strike technique twisting twice," said the burrowing man bracing the horses. "See and imitate well."

The assistant was willing after receiving the cue from Guru Safiudin. The bald man then quickly and deftly rotated while extending his right foot while his left foot rested on the mattress. After he managed to give a touch with the right foot, the left foot is now directed to the bearing on the top. The movement was directed quickly and he successfully demonstrated without any problems.

"This is your initial training" cried Guru Safiudin while tidying up Cenderawasih's distinctive black clothes. But what distinguishes him from the disciple is the red belt wrapped around the thin body. "Find a relationship and do it alternately. I'll check you guys one-on-one."

A flash of fog for a while, he did not even know his classmates. He looked back and forth, looking as if they were chatting with each other. It's an emergency situation, Suluh really doesn't know what to do. He only knows Satia but the boy is already a team with Samudra who incidentally is a close friend. He then looked back, there was a reddish-brown man who looked uneasy.

The tormented tormenter spoke, "Aren't you with anyone yet?"

Both of her relaxed looks responded, "Yes, are you willing to offer me?"

"Sure?" yelling Suluh felt very clumsy. "That's when you want."

Sulah frowned and said, "What's your name?"

"Savian," said the boy, leaning slightly forward.

Remembered by the order of the new outstanding disciples, Savian was just below Satia who was ranked number one. No wonder he could easily master the technique that the new Suluh or even the other disciples knew. Natural talent is a special thing, but the blessing must continue to be honed so as not to fade and disappear. Suluh reached out her hand, trying to introduce herself.

"I'm Suluh" cried the wavy black-haired man.

"I know," Savian chirped with a cynical smile receiving a welcome of Suluh's hand. "I can't believe I'm interested and curious about your ability to use the tools."

"More endurance of your body," he immediately stood up, pulling Suluh into the same action. "Most humans with Tetra Amelia will die under these conditions."

Sulah was helpless but was wide open to hear how serious the syndrome he suffered. All this time Suluh was not aware that his own existence was a gift. Do not know that what Mr. Arnadi said in the last days means more than the sum. A miracle that has not existed in the past.

"Let's do it" said Savian, who brought the padded pad and gave it to Suluh. "Let me try it first."

Suluh nodded while putting the pile of cotton in both hands, demonstrating the same attitude as Guru Safiudin's assistant. Savian's two eyes were suddenly serious, the bluish-colored iris seemed to exude great dedication. He with a split second, performed Master Safiudin's technique without any mistakes. Both legs managed to kick the pads by twisting twice, making Suluh impressed not playing.

"That's amazing!" seruk Suluh was still in an enchanted atmosphere with Savian's skill.

"If you go into more detail than that technique, you'll be quick to adapt" said Savian, who now wears the padded object. "I gave a leak that this technique is no different from your kick against Satia yesterday."

"Only, the footstool this time is the same as the foot that you do to act," Savian said making horses. "I'm sure this technique is easy for you."

That trust adds strength. He with a burning spirit, acted in the manner exemplified by Guru Safiudin. He turned the body, the right leg hit the cushion and as he took off, the left leg stretched upward. Although not perfectly hit the object, at least the artificial leg can simply poke though a little.

"Impressive, Suluh," said the reddish-haired man. "Regardless of your shortcomings, you've been very good."

"Thank you, Savian," Sulah smiled triumphantly. Very happy early success. "Let's continue."

Some of the new students are there and somewhere else with different mentors. The plaster looks busy with activities in sunny weather with blazing that has not warmed up. Forging those who have strong ambitions to pursue dream goals, training emotions to always be in control.

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