
Days passed, but the condition of the Anaru matu had not improved. Even so, Anaru's body actually recovered quickly. The healer shaman, takuta, even taught Anaru the technique of aligning his breath to speed up his recovery. Therefore his wounds quickly closed, and Anaru had already started practicing again.
Airyung on the other hand, can't stay there forever. In the end the girl had to leave, wandering again in search of the person in the prophecy. Anaru actually did not want Airyung to leave because he still needed a match for his training. While Airyung also actually hopes Anaru can come with him and help find the figure of people in the prophecy.
Unfortunately the wishes of both people are equally unfulfilled. Airyung still had to leave, and Anaru chose to be by his parents' side. They separated after ten days in the house of the healer. Airyung took Tsagan, his horse, and galloped away from the dead forest.
After Airyung's departure, there were not many things Anaru could do. Sometimes he went with the city to look for drugs. Her mother was completely unconscious, and generally could only take care of her husband's needs in depression. Luckily the kind-hearted blind were willing to hold them for as long as needed.
Although in critical natural conditions, it always manages to find food and medicinal plants easily. Probably because they are trained to live in the wild. Even so, the takuta has a prohibition not to eat any meat, so he forbids Anaru to hunt animals in the forest even though he sometimes sees deer that accidentally pass.
“Young people, use your body to benefit nature, not just gnaw it like kinokambe,” said the kuta advised Anaru when they were planting yam trees on the ground beside bale-bale.
“Unfortunately this yam can grow in drought conditions like this?” tanya Anaru replied to the advice of the takuta.
The luta looked steadfastly in response to Anaru who always ignored his words.
“Compared to other plants, this yam is easier to grow, and easily adapts to all weathers. In the next few months we can harvest it, although maybe the results are not as fat if he gets enough water,” explained the takuta.
Anaru nodded in understanding. He then dug up the dry, reddish soil more enthusiastically, imagining they could eat yam after all this time just eating dry grains.
“See your Manipura chakra getting clearer, son. Your condition yesterday seemed to help smooth the flow of energy in your body,” said the ambassador suddenly.
Anaru stopped his activities for a moment while thinking. Does he have to tell me about his dreams when he's unconscious? But it was just a dream. Moreover, Anaru was crying in that dream. She may have told others that she was crying, even in a dream. Even so, this old castle seemed unlikely to divulge its embarrassing secrets.
“Takuta, actually when I fainted yesterday, I dreamed about something.” said Anaru hesitated.
“What kind of dream?” tanya then also stopped his activities, as if preparing to listen to an extraordinary story.
Anaru, who was hesitant at first, finally told the whole of his dream to the prince. Even so, the part as he cried remained hidden. The takuta seemed to listen carefully to Anaru's story, occasionally responding through body movements such as nods or stroking his long beard.
After he finished telling the story, somehow Anaru felt very exhausted. His energy was sucked up by the story he had just uttered. Even though he had been doing physical activities and gardening without feeling tired. But that one story left him exhausted, as if it carried a long memory that took his energy in exchange for memory.
“Let's finish this job. Clean yourself, I will make a warm drink that can help you recover energy,” said the judge as if he knew the state of Anaru whose energy was sucked.
Anaru said without asking. After a long stay together, Anaru learned that the amulet could see more than what an ordinary man saw, and also had far more insight into knowledge. Therefore Anaru felt that the wise thing he could do was obey the command of the kuta. Especially if it concerns the state of his body. Of course Anaru must obey the expert.
After washing the body, she told Anaru to sit in the middle of the bale-bale room. It serves strong herb-flavored drinks. The prince told Anaru to drink it slowly.
“Do you know what your name means, son?” ask the judge while putting a wooden glass containing a brownish herbal drink.
“What I know, Anaru means brave. Matu who gave me that name, so that I could be a brave boy,” replied Anaru received a wooden glass with smoke still billowing.
“I... do not have such a name,” refute Anaru's confusion.
The old man nodded slowly. “In your dreams. Your soul memory is trying to talk to you, son. Hamal's. That is your true name,” the light of the.
Anaru. That name feels familiar. And every word that was called, energy felt tempestuous within Anaru's body.
“My name... Hamal?” anaru's sigh tried to digest that information.
“Do you know what that name means?”
Anaru. “I just heard that name when I was in a dream.”
“You must remember it. By remembering the code name, you can only open the door of your destiny and awaken your true power, the” said.
Even so, Anaru had absolutely no idea about the meaning of the name Hamal which turned out to be his own name. So the dream has meaning? It was not just a sleeping flower that appeared when he was unconscious. So what do the picture panels mean about the life of an unknown person?
“They are great people in the past Anaru. When this continent has not been as devastated as it is today. Do you know the story of the Zodiac Warrior?” The blind asked back.
Anaru. “Ms, can you read my mind?”
“Not always, Son. It only happens sometimes when we are in the same vibration. You're thinking the same thing as me, because that's your mind up to me.”
“Good. So who are the people in my dreams?”
“A long time ago, every tribe on this continent was blessed by the God and obtained a protective grace called the Zodiac Warrior. The twelve drops of light came down into the world to help humans live a more harmonious and harmonious life.
“Our Khitai tribe, is the first tribe to get God's blessing with the descent of the First Zodiac Warrior, Aries. These drops of light are born from generation to generation without ever being expected to come from which family of shepherds. Their job was to remember him and awaken the protective power that was in his soul.
“After that, the warrior can begin to help the inhabitants to build a better civilization. Some of them became healers, fighters, even fortune-tellers. That is how the twelve tribes live peacefully with their respective characteristics, in accordance with the Zodiac Warrior who protects them,” explained the castle at length.
“So, those people in my dream are the drops of Aries Zodiac Fighters in our tribe?” ask Anaru.
The lute nodded slowly. “Taste so.”
“Then... Hamal…? Meaning of my name?”
“True, Son. Hamal is another Aries name. The first Zodiac Warrior.”
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