SELAQ
Episode "Crown Switch Head" (41)

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The old man got up. Stepping quietly with a stick that jolts the floor.

“Tok ... Gts ... Tok ..,”

A moment later he had stood before thousands of Bunge villagers. A smile still puffed up on her wrinkled lips. His eyes were shady to see the anger of the residents who stomped the crown. There was no line of anger on his face. Thousands of angry residents, faced with a gentle and shady attitude. He was like a grandfather who was facing his naughty grandchildren.

“Quiet all, relax!!!” exclaim the defense forces and Krame village sahut-muruhut. Alternate.

“Resi Wilahuni will make up his mind, control yourself all of you!!!” scream them again.

The situation calmed down. The noise was slowly swept away by the night wind. The mood was silent again. And the insects were again heard clearly.

“I didn't seem to be given a choice,” he chuckled.

The silence of the night made his voice propagate far away. While Supreme Master Raden Aryadi, let out a long sigh.

His face cannot hold sorrow. He did not expect, politics has taken away adab and courtesy of some residents. Until the curse is thrown for a man who is highly respected in the Rinjani valley.

Resi Wilahuni again said, “Aman, not safe. No storm, no storm. You are too worried about having, being, and what will happen,”

Behind his long, whitened brows, his eyes were glazed over without anyone noticing the grief of the village elder's heart. He said, “There is a saying, yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That's why today is called a gift,”

Resi Wilahuni threw away his gaze to the dark end. Where the heads of the population are still seen waiting impatiently for his decision. “What you feel in this world is just a mere guess. We see, hear, and feel and call it truth. It's my kids' fault. Look with the eyes of the heart so that your eyes are clearer to see the truth,”

Resi Wilahuni turned his back. Stepping closer to the Sentul tree in the courtyard of the village hall.

“Tok!”

Resi Wilahuni tapped his wand on the Sentul tree. Then a Sentul fruit slid down and quickly caught.

He then walked closer, Raden Rumasih. Then hand over the fruit with a sweet sour taste. “Work and protect your people, son, tonight I will make you the replacement village head of Darwire,”

“Tok ... Gts ... Tok ..” Resi Wilahuni walked away leaving Raden Rumasih and everyone present at the village hall.

“Life Raden Rumasih!!”

“Hiduuup!!”

The Village Hall is back. But this time it was not a discordant voice and swear words soared. Except the cheers of the citizens rejoicing.

“Life Village Chief Raden Rumasih!”

“Welcome to new era!”

Screeches of the mouth were scattered in the sky of Bunge Village. With her a myriad of hopes began a nurturing, protective, just, and wise leadership.

Raden Rumasih grasped the Sentul fruit tightly in his left hand. As it was known, the Village Defense Commander only had a left hand. His right hand was muffled by the keris Mirah Adi while fighting against Kembang Tereng.

Some laugh happily. Some shed their tears. Few citizens hold a pity. On an old old Baloq Darwire whimpering paralyzed in his old hut.

Raden Rumasih walked gallantly in front of thousands of citizens who could not wait for his first decree.

Then with his left hand held high Sentul fruit, Raden Rumasih said loudly, “Wahai residents of Bunge Village. Listen to this is my first edict as the Village Chief of Bunge,”

The people of Bunge village were gradually silent. They put up a good ear to hear the first order of the Village Chief.

“For the sake of restoring the security and tranquility of the village, I will issue a word called Four Bebet Dese,”

People buzzing. They just heard the term ‘Four Bebet Dese’. But no one knows what it means. The sound of the hum slowly faded away. They are waiting for Raden Rumasih's explanation.

“Bebet first, I decided to punish Darwire as a house arrest until the end of his life!” yells.

“Hore!!”

“Agree!!!” Pekik population unpretentious.

“Darwire should be punished. He took responsibility for his mistake in making a covenant with the Selaq people. As a result of the agreement, our village is ravaged!!!” coined.

Once again, people greeted with loud applause. They agree, the decision is the best.

“Second Bebet, actually I want to take decisive action to eliminate that cursed child. But Resi Wilahuni told me to take care of the villagers. So I decided to imprison Jumindri underground and guarded by a special unit. Later the power will be very much needed if there is a threat from outside the village. That child can be our defense. Agree?!”

“Agree!!!” thousands of people.

“Third Bebet, from this moment to an unspecified time, I will hunt down the Selaqs. So for anyone who becomes Selaq, protects Selaq, or hides information about Selaq, all will be wiped out. Although my right hand is not there, but the left hand is still able to take your life easily!”

“Agujuu!!!” scream the boisterous citizens again.

“Last, fourth bebet. I will form a special Revolutionary army. This army will bully robbers, thieves, and anyone who is pro-Darwire!” emphatically.

“Hiduup!!”

“Ganyang to Selaq!”

“Ganyang!!” exclaim the unpretentious inhabitants.

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Resi Wilahuni continued to walk through the darkness of the night. Behind him Supreme Master Raden Aryadi followed his every step.

Until then, they stopped at a cliff. Far below it flows Kokoq Puteq (White River). Kokoq Puteq is invisible because it is dark. But the splashing of flowing water was still clearly heard.

“Enough to be here to take me Aryadi,” said Resi Wilahuni with a shady look and a warm smile.

“I still do not understand the teacher,” Ogre the Supreme Master Aryadi, his face looks troubled. Fretted.

“One day you will understand, Aryadi,”, replied Resi Wilahuni.

“But why Master, passed Rumasih's will as Village Chief. I fear he will lead the village cruelly!” Raden Aryadi spoke with a fierce tone. Not accepting the teacher's decision. “Teacher must know, the chaos that occurred in this village is Rumasih's plan. Teacher also must have known he was the mastermind of the village council assassination!”

“I know,” replied Resi Wilahuni lightly.

“Then why did Teacher seem to justify his actions, then raised him to be the village head?” sahut maha Guru Raden Aryadi with a high tone. “What is it because teachers are afraid of losing their authority in front of the thousands of residents who support it?”

Both were silent for a moment. Until finally Resi Wilahuni broke the silence. “If you are not satisfied, first spill all your disappointments on me, Aryadi,”

“That's it, the cetus” is short.

Resi Wilahuni smiled at the angry face of his student. His wrinkled lips returned a shady smile.

“Then what do you want to do?”

“We're finishing Rumasih. Or if the teacher doesn't want to dirty the purity of the teacher's hand with that bastard's blood, just let me. Let me finish the story tonight. Likewise with loyalists I will hunt down the roots!” with a flushed face.

“Vengeance, anger, in reality pseudo. The feeling arises only because of the unpreparedness of humans to live the destiny,” said Resi Wilahuni coolly.

“What destiny?” the voice of Supreme Master Aryadi is still high. “It is we who create destiny. My devotion and the devotion of the teacher could easily obliterate that bastard Rumasih. Even this village we can disappear overnight if the teacher wants!”

“We won't be able to change anything my son. Because it is not we who are destined to awaken Rumasih,” replied Resi Wilahuni gently.

“Destiny, destiny, destiny! The teacher was just talking about destiny. Where is destiny and I will prove destiny I can change!” Supreme Master Aryadi increasingly riled.

Resi Wilahuni stepped closer to a weed. The separation has dried up. Then from behind the folds of clothes he took out a very beautiful jewel.

“Come here,” he said calmly.

Supreme Master Raden Aryadi approached. Then Resi Wilahuni gave him the sparkling jewel.

“Which is more valuable this gem or this grass?” ask Resi Wilahuni.

“Guestrable,”

“Then can you use this gem to water this grass to grow back?” Ask Resi Wilahuni.

“Mana may be teacher. This grass needs water, it does not need gems,” replied Supreme Master Raden Aryadi.

Resi Wilahuni smiled in satisfaction. Then he said, “That's my son's destiny. Although this gem is more valuable than grass, but can not be used to water the grass,”

The face of Supreme Master Raden Aryadi changed. His facial water slowly calmed down and now began to understand his teacher's intentions about fate.

Resi Wilahuni continued his words, “So do we, even if we have the strength and power to wipe out the village overnight, but believe me it will not end Rumasih's leadership. Soon there will be a child destined to replace him,”

Supreme Master Raden Aryadi said no more. His head just nodded slowly, hearing his teacher's soft and cool words.

“Our destiny is to set up a better Rumasih replacement. Just like this gem, its destiny is not to water the grass, but this gem can be the fate of the intermediary of the coming of water. You can sell this gem to get a kepeng, then with that kepeng can pay someone to come bring water here,”

“I'm sorry teacher,” I'm sorry Supreme Master Aryadi feels guilty.

Resi Wilahuni patted his student's shoulder. Then said, “I go first Aryadi, drop this village. We shall meet again. Find Rumasih's replacement,”

Supreme Master Raden Aryadi answered nothing. Her tears welled up in the eye pelukur saw her teacher slowly melting into a flake of light.

“Eh my betel was where?” resi Wilahuni's voice muttered, Even though his body was gone.

“Teacher,” shrewd Supreme Master Aryadi then choked to hold back laughter. Even though the teacher changed nature still forgot to put the sirin where.

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