Pendekar Nusantara
Impossible!

The morning arrived.

"Where is that guy, we lost track of him."

"Quickly search the whole village and the surrounding forest."

***

The Sunda Galuh royal palace.

Palace garden hall.

A dove flew up to Raden Kiansantang with a letter.

After seeing the contents of the letter, Raden Kiansantang immediately grabbed the letter with a cold gaze.

***

Sungai.

At the top of the coconut tree.

"Hehehe... Foolish people... Not bad also nih coconut, seger hehehe," inner Aska while laughing condescendingly.

Aska spent the entire day on a coconut tree.

***

Next day.

"Let's jump Suki."

"Gujubar..," the sound of jumping into the water.

"Hahaha..," the children's laughter.

Aska woke up from her sleep.

"It seems to be safe," inner Aska.

"That's a kid? Early in the morning have been playing in the river," Inner Aska.

Aska jumped down from the top of the coconut tree.

"Gubrakkk..," and slipped.

In an instant, all the children turned towards him.

"Damn... self-esteem down in front of the boy," inner Aska while waking up like nothing happened to withstand embarrassment.

"Uncle, here jump uncle."

"Hey let's jump uncle."

"Snake... Skips... Skip..," cried the Children in the river.

"Basar boy, early in the morning gini already made me upset," inner Aska while walking away from the river.

However, the temptation of the pleasure of river water in the morning is extraordinary, its freshness and coolness can seep into the tubers.

After walking a few steps, Aska turned around and ran towards the river, then jumped acrobatically.

Splashes of water until it penetrates into the bone marrow. Aska spent the morning playing in the river with children, from rafts with banana tree trunks, to war throwing water and nostalgia.

After being content to play water in the river with local village children, Aska continued his journey to find the elephant-shaped mountain on his stomach.

On the way, Aska kept asking about the location of the elephant-shaped mountain on his stomach. But everyone who was asked, always did not know about the mountain.

***

A few days later

"This mountain there is not famous.different same places before there are people who know the information. Did Raden Kiansantang lie? Huuuh..," Inner Aska sighed.

On the way, Aska was a little sad, because it was so difficult to get information about the place he had to go.

Aska looked up at the sky, so many birds were flying. Aska's view continues to follow the direction of the birds' flight, accidentally the bird leads to the place Aska was looking for. As soon as he looked ahead there was a mountain he was looking for, Aska was very happy to the excitement.

Aska hurried away quickly. Until he reached a small village called Salagomong village. The only village close to the mountain is about a kilo meter away.

"Excuse me uncle, I would like to ask, is there a house near the bamboo tree?" ask Ask.

"There was. It was over there, the house of the elders of this village," said one of the locals while pointing to the place Aska was looking for.

"Thank you uncle" said Aska saluting.

Without wasting time Aska approached the house.

Arriving at the place, Aska saw there were three people who were in the place, two men who were practicing pencak silat and one woman was sitting on the front porch of the house, among them was nineteen-year-old Raka Bagya, an orphaned young man, nineteen-year-old Yasa Dumandi from the poor and nineteen-year-old Citta Cantaka, a daughter of a village master.

"Punten, does the owner of this house exist? I want to meet you" Aska said, saluting.

Hearing Aska speak, everyone turned to her.

"Who is this guy? What does he mean, Grandpa? Looks like he's a swordsman, "inner Raka.

"The owner of this house is not there" said Raka.

"If allowed, can I wait here?" aska.

"Can, but with one condition," said Raka.

"What's the condition?" Ask Ask Ask.

"While waiting for the owner of this house to come, practice match me," said Raka.

"Raka..," said Citta a little worried Aska.

"It's okay Citta, just practice the match, so as not to get bored waiting for grandfather to come home" said Raka.

"All right," said Aska.

Without wasting much time, Aska and Raka immediately took the opening horses.

The wind shook the bamboo trees. The stopping of the swaying of the bamboo tree signified the start of the fight.

Aska and Raka both attack using all their abilities. Some moves of silatpun movement have been exchanged. Aska attacks repeatedly, but Aska attacks can be halau Raka. After a moment of exchanging movements and knocking each other down, the two took a few steps back.

"This guy is great, can withstand my attacks calmly without letting out much movement. It seemed like he was holding back," Inner Aska.

"Unbelievably, the many moves he made, this guy must have been great. It seems like she's holding back," Raka's inner.

After a few breaths, the fight started again.

Aska attacked first with a straight kick forward, followed by several strokes, then kicked the back cross. All his attacks can be repelled Raka. On the last attack, Raka held back a cross kick behind Aska and grabbed her ankle, then quickly Raka stepped forward to position the palm punch towards the stomach.

"Quite," said the owner's grandfather while carrying a peusing, which is a teacher from Raka, Yasa and Citta, named Ki Salawi also the grandfather of Aska.

Ki Salawi stopped the fight between the two of them, as Raka punched Aska in the stomach.

"Young people, really the blood is always boiling" said Ki Salawi.

"There are guests. Who is this young man?" ask Ki Salawi.

"I Aska, traveling from the village of Salaeurih near the border between the Kingdom of Sunda Galuh and Ancient Mataram," replied Aska.

"What is the purpose of young people coming here?" ask Ki Salawi.

"I'm sorry Ki, before I took the task of my uncle Mang Asep to meet someone who has a lot of bamboo trees and is quite close to the elephant-shaped mountain on his stomach" said Aska.

Ki Salawi kept silent for a moment and noticed the mask on Aska's waist.

"May Grandpa see that mask?" ki Salawi.

"May Ki, please," said Aska giving his mask.

"Sprinkling the aura of this mask is similar to his mask, but it is slightly cracked and the motif is different. Is this...?" batin Ki Salawi's.

"May Grandpa try wearing this mask?" ask Ki Salawi.

"By Ki, the lanian is just a cheap mask," said Aska.

Ki Salawi was shocked and smitten by Aska's words, and immediately put on the mask.

"It... It's completely original. This mask is one of the ten Nawadewata masks retaining the aura. He said only cheap masks. Where did my grandson get this mask?" batin Ki Salawi was shocked.

"Young people. Where did this mask come from?" ki Salawi.

"It just so happened that I passed by a village and bought the mask from a seller. What's up Ki?" aska.

"My granddaughter is stupid or what? What if the mask fell into their hands. But unconsciously he has good judgment skills," said Ki Salawi.

"It's okay, just like the carvings," said Ki Salawi gave a mask.

"Then just make Aki the mask," said Aska innocently.

"It turns out that this grandson of mine is really stupid like his father," said Ki Salawi.

"No need, just keep the mask well, the mask is quite rare," said Ki Salawi.

"Good Ki," said Aska low.

"Here come Aska, we eat first" said Ki Salawi.

"Good Ki" said Aska.

"One more time, do not pangil Aki, just call Grandpa" said Ki Salawi.

"Good Cake" said Aska.

Ask also ate with Ki Salawi and his three students.