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“Then what is my master's plan?” rana Palugon's face was carefree. Something fun was depicted in his imagination.
Artha Prana did not answer. He stroked his chin again with his index finger and left thumb. Highlight his eyes glittering at the wisp of white clouds chasing in the sky.
Artha Prana was silent for a long time. Until his lips move slowly, said “Adhinata, gather all the information about the fragrant Flower,” he said to Teliksandi's head.
“Good master. We make sure, no important information is passed,” he replied while bowing.
“Rana Palugon,”
“I am my lord,” he answered aloud.
“I have thought of a plan,” he said, full of tact. “You come with me and prepare a few pieces of village clothes and enough supplies,”
“Good master,” replied, bowing.
“Dewandaru,” says Artha Prana.
“I am my lord,” he replied.
“As long as I'm gone, replace my role as Village Chief. Don't let anyone know you're Dewandaru,”
“Okay my lord,” he answered obediently, then bowed.
“This plan will start tomorrow evening. Now you go home,” Artha Prana widens her mouth. “Ohaaam, I'm so sleepy,”
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(Story Carrier) ~ Sangkep or Meeting at Pusuk Village Hall ends. The officers dispersed towards their homes.
No one knows what Artha Prana's plan is. They did not dare to ask any further, until the village chief revealed his own idea. But certainly, the officials believe, someday Pusuk Village and Lolo Village will be the first kingdom in the valley of Mount Rinjani.
Dear readers, we leave a moment the complexity of thinking Artha Prana and his plan to conquer the flower of Lolo village. Come, we look back at the state of Bunge Village ~
A week passed after the war. The residents of Bunge Village were still tense.
Now, the villagers are divided. Some argue the rebellion of the Selaq is the destiny that must be lived. But more are harboring anger and want to hold Bunge Village Chief Baloq Darwire accountable and put on trial.
Baloq Darwire has been blamed for the chaos. His agreement with the Selaqs was, somehow, revealed and spread throughout the village.
He was blamed for breaking a promise to the Selaqs to hand over Jumindri. If only the village chief had obeyed the agreement, the citizens were sure the war would not have broken out.
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In a corner of the village, in a village. Two men are arguing. They are Sariman and Suranam.
Both are siblings. Each one is married and has children. In many ways they are always compact. But regarding the fate of Baloq Darwire they differ.
“He must be responsible for his actions!” seriman Seriman, the older brother of Suranam.
His face was red. His body shook with anger.
“I believe the village chief had reason to renege on his agreement with the Selaqs, kanda,” Suranam said, trying to temper his brother's anger.
“What reason? Wrong is wrong. Want a god even if it is wrong to be punished,” cetusus.
“Not possible, the decision was taken without considering the good of the bad,”
Seriman got up from his seat. Then in a high voice said to his sister, “Halah, we are always checked by the news that the old man is wiser than the villagers. Nonsense, that's how he covers up his stupidity,”
“Be careful talk. If the village warrior hears your sassy remark, kanda can be hanged!”
“Fuck with village warriors. Fuck the Darwire regime. I don't give a shit. I want to go to jail too I'm not afraid!”
“Kanda, if the village chief gives up the child, there is a greater danger lurking in this village. What is wrong with us to bear the pain taken by our leaders for the good of the village, our children and grandchildren, so that someday his life is safe and secure,” Suranam replied in a high tone.
“Enak once said. I don't feel the difficulty I'm facing. Home destroyed. All the plants in the garden. My clothes and possessions were burned. All that's left is a shirt and a holster attached to the body, while you?!”
“I lost cattle,” cetus Suranam.
“Iya, but one. That was a goat boy too. Your house is intact. Your wife's children can still eat, compare with my situation!” reply Seriman intense.
“True kanda, true. But who's hoping for this mess? The village chief did not want it either. You should blame those Selaqs if you're just looking for a scapegoat!”
“Tetap this old stupid bangka Darwire. If only he had given up that damned child, there would not have been this much suffering!”
“How to think you're wrong!” cetus Suranam, rose apoplexy.
“What's wrong? you're the stupid one. Make an opinion of the conditions you face. Not those who suffer the loss of their homes, property, children, husbands, and fathers. Try you in my position, I'm not sure you're still that good at defending Darwire!”
Suranam. Her brother's condition is indeed concerning. The food barn was also burnt.
“You exchanged lives with me? Let me praise Darwire until the gods are envious!” cetus Seriman's.
“You have not answered what is wrong with my way of thinking, what is wrong if I consider Darwire the ringleader for all the damage in this Village?”
Fired the question again, Suranam's hunker. His tone rose again as he continued to be cornered. “Well Darwire is wrong. Now do all your possessions come back? Putting all the blame on him won't change anything!”
“I wasn't satisfied before Darwire was hanged!” cetus Seriman's.
“One-time-cruise!”
“Those two bangka are meaner!”
“You think Darwire has done nothing for this village? He fought desperately against the Selaqs, his condition battered in order to maintain the safety of the village!”
“I told you it was his choice, but not the citizen's. If only he had given up Jumindri, none of this mess would have happened!”
Suranam no longer responded. He was disappointed with his brother's continued attitude of blaming Baloq Darwire. His view implies a hatred for the stoic nature of his old brother.
“Why stare at me like that, you're more defending that old man than your blood brother?!” snapped it.
“I think this debate is free. Kanda just kept looking for the scapegoat. Why not think of finding a solution to this disaster?”
“What are your rights, correcting my way of thinking?” seriman fierce. “It is precisely your way of thinking that is dwarfed, insensitive to the state of others!”
“Ya already if you don't want to hear!” Suranam continued to be yelled at by his brother. He got up and left his brother. “Basic heart stone!” upset ass.
“What are you saying, stupid brother, moron!” emotional Receivables Reply. “Never come here again!”
“Iya I won't come again!” exclamation Suranam.
“You're not my sister anymore!” pekik Seriman's.
“When it is necessary until the apocalypse, there is no need for brothers!” suranam reply was no less harsh.
The debate between the two brothers was a portrait of the division of attitudes of the villagers. In other places, debates also occur between brothers and sisters, with friends, parents, even between husband and wife. After the debate they did not rebuke each other anymore. There are even those who fight desperately just because of different views related to the fate of Baloq Darwire.
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In a secret place. Some people gathered in circles. They were wearing dark robes with head coverings. Face covered with veil.
“This is a noble mission. Revolution mission ends Selaq's protective regime!” the leader of the mysterious group said.
“Life revolution!” shout them at the same time.
“A road of struggle is indeed full of thistles and thorns. There are many tests we have to pass. Only those who have the determination of fire can realize his big dreams,” said the group leader. “For the sake of revolution, tears and even blood could be spilled. Trust me, nothing is in vain. The Great Hyang is with all of us. Remember, this struggle will be recorded as a virtue. We are the chosen ones who will liberate the people from the Darwire regime allied with Selaq!”
The bodies of the mysterious figures warmed up. Their hearts are beating fast. Their heads are hot.
The speech of the leader of the group was like a spell that bewitched them to be brave. Ready to die for the revolution!
“The ones we're dealing with are not ordinary people. He was one of the five founders of Bunge village. He was even called a demigod. But believe me, the Great Hyang is with us and no one can beat us!” the leader of the mysterious army continued to burn the spirit of his group. Until the logic room no longer works, subject to their beliefs is the truest group in the village.
“Can we start. Eagle, how are you doing?” ask the group leader on the figure to his right. He called his companion by the name of a bird to keep the group members secret.
“Tim propaganda has started working. Citizens are now divided and many are supporting us to try Darwire the patron of Selaq,” replied the figure sitting to his right.
“Good. But make sure that this movement does not get sniffed by elite troops,” said the leader.
“Tim approaches based on war casualties. Residents are very enthusiastic to fight with us We are sure the villagers will not divulge this movement,” he explained.
“Then how is your duty, Rajawali?” ask her on the figure to her left.
“The East Shack Council of Sinarsih and the South Shack Council of Saminggah have stated that they are ready to join our movement. So the total hut council that agreed to this revolution three people, including me from the North Hut council,” said the figure called Rajawali.
“Means stay Central Hut council and West Hut council,” lirih group leader.
“West Hut Council is Suriane while Central Hut Council is Sawiye who is also the chairman of the village representative council. They are indeed close to Darwire so reject this revolutionary movement,”
“Sang Hyang Agung gave a short time. We must take a stance immediately on those two councils,”
“True Raden, they indeed cannot be allowed to stay too long against this revolutionary movement. Worried, they are moving to make a counter-movement against us,” said another mysterious figure.
“Good. Tiger, I'm sending you and your men on the move tonight. Kidnap that village council!” said the army leader.
“Raden, it seems the commander of the elite forces should also be kidnapped. It could be a stumbling block in our struggle to break down the protective power of this Selaq,”
“But who the commander is, Darwire keeps secret the identity of the commander of his elite forces,”
“Quiet Raden. His identity has been successfully revealed. His name is Tambing Muter. He suffered severe injuries while helping Darwire face on Selaq,”
“Wow! Nice work. That means three people who have to be kidnapped tonight. Tambing Muter, Sawiye, and Suriane. Capture all three alive or dead!”
The mysterious group then dispersed. Waging an action to start a revolution in the village of Bunge!
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