RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 37 LIVE TEMPLE RELIEF

THE LIVING TEMPLE RELIEF

Pranaja stood on a cliff. His view cannot be separated from the luxurious house down there. His instincts as a secret agent went straight to work. Somehow he felt he had business with the owner of the magnificent building.

“Eh, I'm daydreaming there!” rebuke Ana from below. “Pengin fell so add his head?”

Pranaja laughed a lot. And the girl just realized, Pranaja looks very cool when smiling. So cute, her inner.

Pranaja jumped down, bouncy in the air, spun around then landed perfectly in front of Ana. And Pranaja's efforts to spread the charm to get the most out of it. The girl widened her eyes to admire him.

“Wow!” yells. “ You are an athlete or an acrobatic player?”

Pranaja patting jidat.

“Adduh! Which is pretty cool about dong nebaknya. Time acrobat, action artist or superhero cast so.”

Ana's lips are straight monyong.

“Hmm, she wants,” she said with an amused laugh.

“How, you've seen my house right?”

Naja nodded.

“Ckckck,.great good. What home is hotel?”

Ana laughed again. It's nice to talk to this silly young man, laugh every now and then.

“Home. My father really likes to buy hills and mountains, then made an elite residence VVIP class,” he said proudly.

“Great your father. Successful entrepreneurs, yes?”

Ana nodded her head.

“Actually its main business is land clearing for housing. But then got the trust of a big boss working on a big project Megapolitan?”

“Who?”

“Subrata.”

Pranaja nodded his head.

“World conglomerate from Indonesia, that's right?”

“Iya.”

“If your father?”

“If my father's name is..”

Not yet had Ana mention her name, suddenly a voice heard far from the bottom of the hill calling her name.

“Ana! I sayang! Where's you?”

Ana smiled at Pranaja.

“Eh, that's my dad. Apparently already home. Want me to know?”

Pranaja shook his head quickly.

“Owh, no. Thanks though. I will be waiting for grandfather again,” he said.

“Ya. I'll go home first huh?” said Ana while packing up the basket containing the eel meat.

“Course!” he said as he waved to the young man he had just met.

“Bye!” pranaja reply.

As soon as Ana turns around and walks down the hill, Pranaja immediately searches for a hidden place to do reconnaissance. Then activate his protective suit, making the power of his sense of sight grow sharper. From a small crack he could clearly see the face of the girl's father.

***

“How long was Pranaja?” Panembahan Mbah Iro.

“Iya cake, because I was almost eaten by a giant belu,” said Pranaja.

Panembahan scrunched his forehead. Just heard of an eel eating a human body.

Pranaja smiled shyly.

“No. But I was helped by a girl. He killed the giant eel with two arrows. He then dismembered his body, and I gave him a piece,” Pranaja said as he showed off the eel piece Ana gave him.

Panembahan laughed out loud.

“Ya, already. Let's just continue the journey. It's too late, later we can be late to the destination.” he said.

“Ready cake. Lanjuuut..”.

They immediately walked again to the Dieng plateau. At dusk they stopped at the last hill before they climbed the Dieng Plateau. In that place there is a stone building resembling a very beautiful temple. On the walls are carved reliefs of the life journey of someone who is very respected Trah Somawangi.

Pranaja observed the reliefs closely. Suddenly the rock painting on the wall was like life, and pulled Pranaja's body into it.

“Hai! What is this!” his yell.

But no one heard it. He suddenly felt like he was somewhere very foreign and he had only seen it for the first time. It was like he was in an extremely arid and severely damaged area.

“Eh, where am I?” confused muttering.

All around it there is an ash plume stretching as far as the eye can see with a circle of open craters everywhere. Some are as big as a bowl, some extend to a radius of hundreds of kilometers. Below the craters looks very pnas lava liquid. Red lights up and continues to roil, anything that goes into it in make sure to melt because the temperature reaches 400 degrees Celsius.

Pranaja raised his head. The sky above stretched thick and displayed the glitter of sparkling stars. There's no atmosphere. The hot ball we know as the sun hangs dashing across the sky, much larger than the sun on Earth, with a light bias that delivers warm and almost blinding.

Hot winds blow from all directions, but are still acceptable to human skin. His voice rumbled loudly because there were no trees blocking him. Partly blowing through the face and the entire body of Pranaja. Make a sweat wash over his clothes.

‘Uh hot once here. Worth no plant living here, his inner’.

Pranaja continued to step his feet slowly, piercing through the thick ash fog. Sometimes he jumps when he finds a hot crater wide enough. Somewhere, he stopped his steps. Long he stood still. Apparently he recognized this place.

Suddenly it was like a heavy sound was pressing down on his consciousness.

“This is your home, Prince?”

Pranaja. His eyes were wildly searching for the source of the sound. But he didn't see anyone.

“Who are you! Show yourself!”

“I am your guide. My name is Shamteq.”

“My guide?” inner wonder.

He did not understand yet, but the young man tried to strengthen his heart

“Alright then. What is this Shamteq? What is this place?” ask Pranaja.

“ROYAL PALACE.”

“Hah!? You mean whose palace is this?”

“This is your own palace, prince.”

“My country?” Pranaja turned the question around.

Shamtex sizzled like asserting Pranaja's question. In front of them lay a large field. There is no building on it. But Pranaja sure, must have been on this field standing his father's palace is very magnificent.

Suddenly, his grandfather's voice slapped his shoulder hard.

“Heh, Pranaja! Why even look in front of the temple relief?”

Huh huh? Pranaja. He saw the relief in front of him. Why is it like life? His inner.

“What is this place, grandpa?” ask Pranaja.

“This is the tomb of Begawan Wanayasa, a holy brahmin who has reached the level of God. The only human who is highly respected by the Gods,” said Panembahan. ”This is the peak of our ancestors, the father of Roro Lawe, Panembahan Somawangi and Eyang Karangkobar.”

Pranaja nodded his head. Deserve Panembahan Somawangi and his brothers get many privileges in his life. Apparently due to the blessing of their father, who was the beloved Holy Brahmin of the Gods, Begawan Wanayasa.

“Sit in front of the door of Pranaja temple,” said Panembahan Mbah Iro. “Close your eyes and pray. Return to yourself, eliminate all desires and wills.”

Pranaja. Then took a stance sitting in front of eating his ancestor, Begawan Wanayasa's grandfather. He closed his eyes while reciting prayers. Pray that his grandfather's spirit will have a place worthy of his side. Feel the silence of the night at the top of Wanayasa hill that is so cold and mystical. Bringing the soul of the young man to the highest level of consciousness about the nature of life of the Creator, Alloh Subhanahu wa Ta’ala.