
THE FIRE GOD
During the five days leading up to Purnama, Panembahan Mbah Iro galvanized Pranaja about the knowledge of the contents of the book of Irodarsulasikin, as a provision that must be mastered by the Trah Somawangi. Sublime values that teach about the balance of nature to regulate the balance of life are instilled little by little into the soul of Pranaja. Apparently Panembahan Mbah Iro really wanted to prepare Pranaja as a candidate for the leader of the Somawangi Tribe.
He also invited Pranaja to blend in with the lives of Dukuh Somawangi residents. Learn how to socialize and interact among citizens, as well as their way of life. How to cultivate the land to be ready to become fertile land. Fishing is only allowed every Sunday, and is done together, so as not to damage the river ecosystem.
“Why in every house is not made the back door of the Cake?” pranaja asked when he saw the houses in Dukuh Somawangi there were only two doors that were side by side but not parallel.
“There should not be two doors that go opposite directions, for example the front door and the back door, because it will hinder the arrival of luck,” said Panembahan.
Pranaja nodded his head. Interesting also for study materials. Later I will tell the same friends who like anthropology, the inner.
The arrival of Pranaja also attracted the attention of young girls who began to whisper looking at her cute and smiling face. Secretly they often gathered behind windows and talked about her as she passed by in front of their house.
“Mas Pranaja cute really yes,” whispered them while peeking through the wooden hole of his house.
“Iya. I've only seen a young man as handsome as him. He was tall, white, smart to fight again. I want to be his wife?” sahut the other girl.
“Eh, you already have kang Diro, your future husband. Want to get in front of him?”
“If mas Pranaja want to be with me, mas Dirona I throw it into the sea aja.”
They laugh.they laugh.
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Three days before Purnama they began the journey of Silence. Passing through hills and mountains that are now more open. Many trees have been cut down, and the roads are smooth which makes it easy for them to quickly reach the destination.
The first night they stayed under the hill Sipedang at the top of Lawe mountain. The limestone hill that was sticking straight up into the sky was like a sword emerging from the ground of Mount Lawe. It is said that this is where Roro Lawe lives. Unfortunately in this place there are many scribbles of young people who come to visit.
The next morning they walked again. Pass through the forest that contains rows of Damar trees that grow regularly. Damar trees that are hundreds of years old are even mossy. It is said that they were the incarnation of soldiers from the land of kahyangan who made a mistake, so it was cursed to become a Damar tree. Many people believe, when the full moon occurs, the Damar trees will turn back into an army of kahyangan country and move to the Dieng plateau, the land of the Gods.
“If there is a voice calling your name, do not turn your head or say hello,” Panembahan said. “If you do, it means our trip failed.”
Pranaja nodded his head. Covering his ears and mouth with a cloth. Then walk after Panembahan's footsteps. Until they made it through the Damar forest and reached the Black Cave, on top of the Sedula hill. In this cave is said to be the residence of Eyang Karangkobar, the younger brother of Panembahan Somawangi.
The entire surface of the cave and its rocks were black, like they had been burned for many years. Eyang Karangkobar is also known as the Fire God because he mastered the power of fire. Even his entire body can turn into a fire that can burn anything that passes through it.
Panembahan invites Pranaja to enter the cave. The cave was very dark because there was no light. Panembahan Mbah Iro swiped two of the many flint stones in the cave to burn a bunch of dry wood.
“Srekk! Burr!”
“We just jump grandpa,” said Pranaja.
Panembahan shook his head.
“We still have to walk across that suspension bridge.”
With slow steps they began to walk on the rickety bridge. Whether it has been how many hundred years the bridge of the gatung, if not for the supernatural forces that support it, surely the bridge has collapsed.
After crossing the bridge, they entered a room. There seemed to be traces of chains firmly embedded within the black stone wall.
“Stands in right in front of this chain Pranaja naked. Take off all your clothes!”panembahan's Order.
Pranaja.
“What! You mean I have to be naked in front of you grandpa?”
“Iya” says Panembahan.
Looking to the right and to the left, Pranaja began to undress, until nothing else covered his body. While Panembahan busy linking four chains that are installed in the opposite direction. After joining together, Panembahan sat down cross-legged and began to read the prayers he learned from the book Irodarsulasikin about the power of the Sawiji Geni and the Grace of the Eye of the Gods.
Slowly the chains let out a light blue glow. Starting from the base, continue to propagate to the center where the four ends of the chain meet. The rays clump together, forming a circle that gets bigger and bigger. Then as it was shot, the ball of light shot through the body of Pranaja who was standing naked.
“Akh!”
Pranaja screamed as the wisp of light blue light hit his body. But he didn't feel anything. The wisp of light also disappeared, once it hit his body.
Panembahan opened his eyes. Pranaja was still confused by what happened.
“Already cake?” ask Pranaja.
Panembahan nodded his head.
“I can wear my shirt back?”
Panembahan nodded his head back. Pranaja immediately bowed to take his clothes. But had not had time to grab his pants, suddenly from both hands and feet came out a blazing fire.
“What!”
Pranaja was shocked not a bitch. He tried to shake the fire to put it out, but failed. The fire even more burned his body. From the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot comes out a very hot fire. Surprisingly, Pranaja did not feel hot.
His body ran to and fro hitting whatever was in front of him. Many of the stones scattered in the place also burned.
“Loh Grandpa! What happened kek!” panicked shouting.
“Rejoice Pranaja! Take a deep breath, and control your fire!” shouts Panembahan.
Pranaja stopped running. Observing his entire body that was now sheathed in flames, but he did not feel the heat at all.
“That is the power of the Sawiji Geni, the power of the fire core that is already embedded in you. Control your heart so you can control it. When your heart is calm, the fire will be extinguished by itself.”
Pranaja stood up straight. Both hands were placed straight beside his body. Slowly he took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. Trying to calm his heart and mind. True said grandfather, the fire that burned his body slowly extinguished and disappeared completely.
Pranaja very excited. He jumped up and down because he was so happy to be able to master the power of the Sawiji Geni. Until Panembahan rebuked him.
“You don't jump around so Pranaja. Put on your shirt first.”.