RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 15 LANDMARKS

THE LANDMARKS OF KOTARAJA

There's no difference between the people you love and the people you hate, because they have something in common. They shadow your mind all the time.

Riyani is still fussing. Every day he was just angry. Whatever Dal does is always wrong in his eyes. Like that morning, just opening her eyes she was already furious. Mbok Dal, who was busy in the kitchen, hurriedly inspired him.

“What's Den Ayu? Dream again?” abugn.

“Uuh! Be a smart ass!” while glancing sharply at Dal mbok, “Sebel!”

The middle-aged woman sat beside Riyani, holding her cheeks. He looked at those beautiful eyes deeply. Riyani was silent. Indeed, only mbok Dal is able to calm his heart if again troubled.

“Ya. Now Den Ayu take a shower first. Later symbok prepare warm water huh?”

Riyani nodded quickly.

“No want! I want a cold shower.”

His voice has decreased. Mbok Dal smiled. Then take a towel and prepare a change of clothes.

“No need to mbok. Let me prepare my own clothes.”

Mbok Dal let out a long breath.

“Yes. Then, symbock to the kitchen again huh?”

Riyani just nodded. Mbok Dal exited the room and returned to the kitchen.

Riyani is not a spoiled girl. He's very independent. Even too independent for the size of a Demang's daughter. He does not hesitate to do any work in his house. Washing, cooking, preparing clothes for his father and cleaning the house even help the Tumin kang and other workers feed the goats behind the house in the hundreds.

A girl as beautiful as a caring angel and meek. He always asked Dal mbok to overcook so that it can be distributed to people who come to visit Kademangan.

“The Wanasepi Academy is huge. There were residents whose homes were on the mountainside, and it took half a day from his home to meet father. Of course they are hungry and thirsty,” the girl said one time.

His kindness declined from the nature of his father, Demang Wanasepi who was famous for his humility and kindness. Always ready to help anyone selflessly. A just leader and respected for his devotion to society. Ki Demang taught his citizens to farm, raise and garden in ways that are arranged together.

Only to the Dal did he behave a little spoiled, perhaps because of such a close inner relationship. Since Ki Demang's wife died after giving birth to her only daughter, mbok Dal who cared for and nurtured Riyani to grow into a beautiful teenage girl. Like a rose that is maintained its growth, so that it spreads a fragrant aroma to every corner of Kademangan Wanasepi.

“Mbook!” riyani called him back from the bathroom.

Half-running, the middle-aged woman rushed up to him.

“What's Den Ayu? How angry again?”

“Where is warm water? How not to get caught?”

Riyani's face was upset. His eyes were glaring and his lips were manyuning. Mbok Dal just stood glued while patting his eel. Hadewh, Den Ayu..Den Ayu. Perhaps dreams can indeed flip through people's feelings. Smiling for a moment, then angry again, angry again.

Ki Demang was going to Kotaraja facing the Sultan's kanjeng to deliver the taxes of the people of Kademangan Wanasepi and report on the state of the people of Kademangan. It usually takes a month to go back and forth to Kotaraja.

Moreover, the State situation is quite precarious, there are new enemies from outside countries that have landed in the port of Jayakarta. Reportedly they have established a defensive fort there. Therefore, the whole people are asked to be on standby.

Riyani was walking to the animal market to see her goats and cows being sold there. Ki Demang also secretly asked Riyani to keep an eye on the situation at Kademangan. Although the provisional leader of the Kademangan was handed over to ki Joyoboyo, the head of the guard of Kademangan Wanasepi.

“Riyani you must help Joyoboyo keep people's lives safe. The wheels of the economy kept moving as long as I was gone. Keep an eye on the state of the market, middlemen from Kotaraja, sometimes there are cheaters appreciate our livestock,” message ki Demang before leaving.

“Yes dad. I will carry out my father's orders as best as I can,” he said.

That is why every day the market, Riyani asked Kang Tumin and his friends to bring the best livestock owned by Kademangan there. So that his livestock is made a benchmark by other farmers. And the girl always pegged a high price to the middlemen of Kotaraja. As a result, other farmers also increased the price of their livestock. That's what makes some people dislike it.

“Do not until there is a farmer who sells his animals cheaply because of desperate needs of Tumin kang. If we need to buy first before falling into the hands of middlemen,” Riyani's message to the head of the market.

“Siap Den Ayu's. We will keep an eye on any breeders who enter the market,” he said.

“Through it is very cunning to do tippudaya to the farmers,” Riyani said.

And that afternoon Riyani walked without an escort. He walked slowly while watching the buying and selling activities between the merchant and the buyer. Some of the people he passed bowed their bodies while greeting him. They secretly admired the way that the princess Ki Demang protected the ranchers from the skulls of Kotaraja.

Suddenly from behind there was a commotion. Three enormous buffalo suddenly went on a rampage like a wounded bull. They jump and hit anything that crosses the road. A wooden food stall that stood in the middle of the market immediately collapsed in their lunge. People who are busy eating until thrown out and stuck in the acid tree.

Their energy is strong. With its long, curved horns upwards they began to attack the people who were crowding the market.

“Aakh...lariii...!!!” they shouted while running here and there.

Some brave cow traders tried to block their steps but were instead dragged to slam and could not rise again. Among them there were some who had a torn wound on his stomach. Some others have suffered minor injuries due to being trampled on the legs of the large beast.

“Mooo!!...Mooo!!”

The people in the market dispersed in all directions. While the three big buffalo kept running. The direction is the same as the road Riyani passed. The buffalo as big as an Indian bull ran full of anger. Their breaths were heard hunting. Towards a beautiful girl wearing a red umbrella!

“Den Ayu! Ayu Den! Watch out!”

People are starting to panic. They kept shouting to warn Riyani. The girl looked over, but it was too late. The distance between the giant buffalo and himself is too close. And he can't run anywhere. His body was like sculpting, his feet were like they were glued to the ground. Their sharp horns pointed straight, ready to tear his body apart.

“Den Ayuuu!” Mbok Dal is hysterical.

The guards who felt helpless immediately ran and jumped towards the buffalo. But their lunge was only about empty places. There is only one heartbeat left, the beautiful body of princess Demang Wanasepi will fall apart.