Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Magic Sword

The greeting of the figure of a man who used to appear in the Malioboro area is enough to make Sari surprised but not with Doni, he seems to have known the presence of young men with special clothes.

 A smile on her thin lips. No matter who froze the time around the three of them, not a single sound could be heard other than the sound of the three.

"I'm sorry if my presence surprised Mbak Sari and mas Doni."

"You ..," Sari was confused as to why the striated man appeared before her.

"Sorry if I am presumptuous and have not had time to get acquainted with Mbak Sari. Introduce my name Caraka."

"The other day we met in …,"

"Malioboro mbak, I was there by chance. There is something I have to take care of, and I did not expect to be able to meet with Mbak Sari there," he said quickly.

Sari still did not understand what Caraka meant. "Sorry, but I don't understand what the relationship is Caraka mas and mas .. um, what is the name of the mas-mas that we helped first beb?" Sari tried to remember the name of the man who sold batik in the Malioboro area.

"Arya, her name is Arya mbak Sari. He's one of the offspring of my ancestral breed,"

"Hhm, if he's a descendant of the Caraka mas breed why did you ask me for help yesterday?" Sari cringing.

Caraka smiled, "Because I have to convince myself that it is true that Sari is the one."

Caraka smiled mysteriously, Sari's name is very well known in the soft world. His work of hunting and killing the soft guys over the past few years has made Sari very feared and respected. 

One of Sari's admirers was Caraka. And it just so happens that Caraka was assigned by the ancestors to hand over the lucky heirloom to Sari. They want Sari to use the heirloom to keep the humans from the evil of the mischievous softeners.

Sari turned towards Doni who seemed to know something. "Beb, is there anything I'm missing?"

"Hhhm, no! I also only realized when I read the spell book this afternoon," he replied with a sinless smile. He glanced at Caraka giving him a secret code.

"I gave the signal to Doni to come to this place. Mas Doni had accidentally cast the spell of summoning the heirloom spirit of our family's heritage." Caraka then showed a long sword with a unique size in the middle. Sari.

"It's an incredible coincidence, right?" Add Doni to Caraka who is replied with a smile.

Sari noticed a sword the size of Sengkayana with a blackish handle. "It's exactly like Sengkayana!" He rubbed the unique engraving on the sword with great admiration. Engraving that has a high philosophy.

Sari felt the carving in the form of ancient Sanskrit writing in the middle of the sword, there was an amused sensation that tickled the nerve endings of his fingers. Sari's power is most beautiful, her bluish eyes appear along with the shining of the carving following the pattern of touch.

"The sword was indeed made for him," Caraka muttered and said again, "He deserves it!" 

"Magic sword?" Doni asked Caraka. 

"Yes, this sword has the power of a witch. Made from selected iron, forged for forty days in a special magic spell."

"Is this mine? But why?" Sari asked after her eyes returned to normal as well as the magic sword she touched.

"Facing Airlangga of course. Just like what happened to Satrio Pamungkas, Mbak Sari also has her own destiny. A demon named Airlangga can only be defeated of his same-sex." Caraka began to explain.

"That's .. me," replied Sari.

"It can be said that, but there are other factors that will help mbak Sari."

"Mustika Witch?"

Caraka shook her head, "Sovereign determination to change destiny, this sword will help Mbak Sari while in a different dimension of time." Caraka explained something that Sari could not fully understand.

"Sengkayana will perish with the election of destiny, and its place will be replaced by this heirloom sword!" 

"Will it disappear? Why would that be?" Sari was still groping for the reason why Sengkayana would disappear.

"Sengkayana is a cursed sword. The only sword that can kill immortals. It was created for a certain reason, but in its course many bad things happened." Caraka rubbed the long sword in front of him.

"It was time for the curse to end, the guards decided to take the sengkayana after the task was over. There will be no more immortals wandering around and abusing immortality."

Sari was surprised, "W-what, no more immortal?"

"What does that mean a-me …,"

Sari's eyes heat up, the tears are ready to plunge wet the cheeks. He looked at Doni.

"Not necessarily mbak Sari, once again it all depends on the chosen destiny." Caraka answered seriously.

"Use witch mustika well, and consider your choice of cooking!" Further again.

"You said this sword was used in the time dimension?" Sari asked back.

Caraka nodded, he answered back. "Yes, after your mission is over. Sengkayana is gone and this sword will help you. Besides my favorite of course."

Caraka wrapped the beautiful sword in a black cloth, then tied it with a straw rope. "I leave this to you, save it and use it when the time comes!"

Sari received the sword, warm energy greeted her again. His hands were slightly numb, just like when Sengkayana was acquainted with his body.

"It looks like we'll fit in," Sari mumbled softly. "Thank you for the souvenir Caraka!" 

"Consider this payment from Sari's little help to Arya," Caraka smiled.

"As soon as you go to Jogja, Airlangga prepares to cross into the underworld. He was going to ask the Devil King for help. Hopefully it's not too late!" Caraka provides important information about Airlangga.

"Demon king? Is he the leader of the creatures that Pandji faces?"

Caraka nodded, "If that were to happen, I can't imagine the chaos that the human world will face!"

Sari fell silent again, her mind complicated and heavy.

Should I change my destiny now? 

The shadow of losing those he loved began to glorify. The trauma returned to the surface.

"Don't think of anything that won't necessarily happen it will weaken you!" Caraka seemed to be reading Sari's mind.

"Please beb, everything will be fine!" Doni is also calming.

This time Sari disagreed, she glanced sharply at Doni. "Uups, it looks like I'm talking wrong!" Doni squeezes her hair rough.

Caraka chuckled, he said goodbye to the couple. 

"My task is done, hopefully the mission mbak Sari can be completed well!"

Caraka slowly disappeared, and time went back as it was. A voice that was frozen slowly came back.

Sari stared at the sword in her hand, "What should I do beb? Fight until death comes? Or do I just give up and let Airlangga win?" Gamang sari.

"Where is best for you, to give in to the devil who deadens the human side or dies honorable as a whole human being?" Doni gives equally heavy consideration.

Sari's eyes were wet, her lips were trembling. Without saying much Doni hugged Sari tightly. Pecking the top of the head and calming down Sari. "Sstt, relax! You can live it, you're the man of choice!"

For a while Sari cried, letting herself slump in grief. "Cry to be strong, cry to start a new beginning. Use your grief to strengthen yourself!" said Doni sage, he wiped Sari's tears.

"Now is the time to confront Airlangga, are you ready?" 

Sari nodded, "Yes, I'm ready!"

"Good, shall we?" 

They left the Quarwindu market, and soon headed for Parangtritis. A place where one of the seven dimensional portals opens. 

I can't wait to finish you Airlangga, this time don't be a coward anymore!