MYFATHER
Episode 44
”You've been quiet a lot since last night,” reprimand Wayan.
”Oh, good morning..” said Yudi who was sitting on the terrace of the house while enjoying the morning air since the sun appeared on the eastern horizon.
”Coffee?” Wayan offered a cup in his hand. The steam that steams indicates the coffee is newly made, still warm and smells pleasant.
”Thank you..” Yudi received the cup and placed it on the table. The smell of coffee was pleasant, completing the morning perfectly. The problem was only one, the man next to him who sat down and started lighting a lighter to ignite a cigarette.
Wayan realizes Yudi's views and offers her cigarettes, ”You want?”
Yudi accepted the offer and Wayan ignited another one. The man looked at Yudi anxiously, ”It seems you didn't sleep last night.”.
”How can if treated to an event like last night?”
Wayan grinned, ”Yeah, must get used to it. You will see more because you intend to finish off the meyang to help your girlfriend. ”
The two sat quietly for some time, busy watching the clouds that were marching in the sky. Its wavy white coils as soft as cotton move as slow as the rotation of the earth and their calm breaths in the swings of nature. The steam billowing from Yudi's cup raced with Wayan's cigarette smoke, twisting into one and breaking into each other like kites clashing in the air.
”How can you live like this?” Yudi started the conversation again. ”I mean..like this..hunting something that only makes sense to you.”.
”A rich man once had a bitter childhood. His parents were killed by delinquents on the street who wanted to rob his father's money and his mother's jewelry. That fact made him realize that the violence on the highway caused more casualties from the second world war. He trains himself and develops secret weapons with the mission of eradicating criminality from the streets. Live a double life as a successful businessman during the day while at night in his bat-robe that thrills many criminals in his city.”
”Bruce Wayne..” Yudi.
”I love that character so much. I had the first edition, it wasn't in Indonesia yet, but a kid from my father's client gave it to me while they were on holiday in Bali. The American comic is my first treasure, no one can touch it but me, and the funny thing over time my life became influenced by it.let alone the story is so similar to my life story.”.
”Has your parents been killed by me, just like Bruce Wayne's parents were killed by robbers?” ask Yudi.
”Leak took my sister when she was five months old in my mother's womb. The hole he left caused a great hemorrhage that made my mother's life go by. I love that woman, you know? Losing my mother was something I never thought of when I was five years old.”
”But how can I do that? Your grandfather was a pedande, a leak hunter.”
”Grandfather was sure it was an attempt at revenge on him, but my mother did never believe in those things. The incident hit my grandfather's heart and after taking me to take care of him in his house he lowered all his knowledge so that one day I could avenge his heartache. Something I really wanted to do in the midst of anger and resentment for my mother's passing
”How about your father? Why didn't he drop it on your father?”
”We, the Balinese, have a caste tradition. There are four castes that live according to their level, the highest of Brahmins, Satriya, Waisya, then Sudra. We can be best friends but about illegal marriage the law of people from low caste married to people from high caste, the marriage was originally from the same caste. And what my parents did was something that ’haram’, they came from a different caste. My mother came from a Brahmin family, because her father was a pedande, while my father was from a Sudra family. And only the descendants of the Brahmin caste have the right to inherit grandfather's knowledge, which means it's me, not my father.”
”Means you also pedande like your grandfather?”
”I am not a pedande and have no interest in being one of them. My grandfather knew that. All he understood was that I had a strong desire to eradicate the leak or meyang and their kind of monsters, and that kept him galvanizing me until I became my current self,” Wayan shook his head.
The old man looked up at the blue sky while smoking his cigarette deeply. ”Actually I don't want to kill anyone.But I have to eradicate them so that no more children lose their mother or sister...like Bruce Wayne who does not want to see any other child with the same fate as himself, lost parents by criminals on the highway.”
”Then how can you come to this city?”
”Twenty years ago Grandpa got word of the strongest leak students going to Kalimantan and combining his knowledge with the local black magic. Many victims fell and my grandfather sent me to study stealth with this new science. During this twenty-year pursuit I discovered many new things that leak science did not do..”.
”What's it like?”
”Senajze, one of them, local black magic strengthens the knowledge they have but when breaking the oath of the adherents of my science who lost control of their knowledge. Leak science which is basically soulless because it is in the realm of the idea world so revolted over its master because the local black magic grows the soul in its knowledge. To reclaim control and prevent himself from being destroyed his own scientific power he must channel it to others.
”Good way,” Yudi clucked.
”Simple enjoyment. After that the man will be destroyed by his knowledge while the kuyang will be stronger if the copulation results in the form of a child to him.”
”Destroyed? Then that guy will die?”
”If you have had sex with me that man will still die, by any means, sooner or later.”
Yudi's face turned pale, ”Then I will..”.
Yudi let out a long sigh, ”If I really have to die let it go. This all happened because of my mistake. But I have to protect baby Siska, no matter what, before I cross into Jakarta and prey on her. The boy must not die for the foolishness of his father.”
Wayan looked at Yudi deeply, ”If that's what you want, it feels like I found something we can do to stop the creature. I found this while looking around for things about it last night.” The old man took out an old looking tome from behind his pajamas.
Yudi straightened his body immediately, Wayan's sentence raised new hope for him, he stared at the book that Wayan opened before gulping with disappointment because he did not understand the writing listed there, ”Aksara what is this?”
”Dayak.”
”I think Dayaks don't write.”
”Like the Balinese, Dayak has a division of caste. Descendants of chieftains and clergy were required to understand the script in their language to learn knowledge in the form of magic and wisdom tips from the predecessors as a provision to lead the tribe. This book I got from a Dayak shaman who was indebted when I helped his son who was attacked by meyang.”
”He taught you about his actions too?”
”Not that complete! But I can learn it all two years later.”
”Then what is it?”
”Exposure on various black magic from his great-grandfather. He believes some concepts in science were adopted by the Kuyang adherents to perpetuate his knowledge. The shaman himself never used the sciences in this book because as a healer he was more focused on the science of blood flow and potions,” Wayan replied. ”One of the concepts says his fatalities committed murder to a saint. Saints in this case baby or person sheathed in white.”
”We can miss the baby because as a kuyang they are obviously after the baby. What does it mean to be white-covered? Do they have white magic power?” ask Yudi.
”White sheath is described as a person who has no motivation to hurt or hurt others. His heart is clean. Escape from revenge. Who has no desire to attack others.”
”In other words not being a target object?”
”Kukira to focus more..but more or less like that..”.
”Then what does he say if he attacks these people?”
”He will be eaten by his knowledge. His bones would be dry, his body charred to ashes, and he entered into a phase called life unwilling to die.”
”A terrible situation. Let's hear the solution.”
”Not very clear.the writing is blurred.but I can draw this conclusion, the person must be willing to release his knowledge by drinking a herb from certain ingredients. This drug is a temporary prevention. After that he had to wait until six more full moons before making sure the effect of the drug was successful or would even hasten his death.”
”Nearly the same as chemotherapy, right? Not always effective for all sufferers.”
”At least it can grow hope,” comments Wayan. ”To heal, the owner of the science must empty himself without the knowledge. If he is spared from death and his body condition is stable then that person can continue to use his knowledge with the note that his scientific strength can only function half of the previous.”
”In other words he is weakening. Then it's better if he doesn't use his knowledge.”
”Not necessarily also, in this book it is written that there is a bonus for those who can escape death. Unfortunately it is not explained what kind of bonus it is only obtained during the recovery process throughout the six full moons if they can survive and live.”
Yudi's forehead wrinkled, ”I don't understand yet, how about drinking the liquid one can unleash his science? Isn't that the same as we learn to sculpt or sculpt? An expertise that will not be separated from us unless.” suddenly the idea was terbesit in his mind. ”...of course, unless something affects his brain..
Wayan nodded, ”There are hundreds of nerves, blood veins, and smooth muscles that connect from the brain to the rest of the body. There is no need to block everything, just one pulse is right to turn off the ability of science. One pulse that has sensitive properties that try to be mastered by the liquid with the ingredients contained in it. Just a few milliliters and the liquid will block the expertise of the owner of the science without reducing his ability to move normally.”
”Unfortunately the liquid is only able to stem the path of blood in the pulse in a certain time, six full moons, really?”
”Enough time to give the body a chance to recover the self-damage caused by that science.”
”What does it look like if the body fails to recover?”
”Toxins inhibited by the drug will rise overhead and flood the brain with a force that is twice as powerful as its true capabilities. Excessive force is what destroys it because the brain fails to accommodate its capacity.”
”Gruesome ! I don't want to be that guy,” Yudi snorted loudly. ”Well, as you said.At least we can give you hope. So how about we get to work?”
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