
"Why are you still confused, good boy?"
"The mess I've distributed to you why are you still packing, ngeer(son)?"
Suro was confused to hear the words of the figure who was still smiling in front of him.
"What does Maharesi mean? Servant does not understand the meaning of the word panjenengan (you)?"
"The row I'm referring to is Jendra Hayuningrat Pangruwating Diyu's Literary Fiber, ngeer!"( e in this word is pronounced as in the word pare-pare)
"I was the one who trusted you at that time! I will moxa after anyone is able to absorb and understand the Literary Fiber Jendra Hayuningrat Pangruwating Diyu. Once I've wedar to you I don't moksa. Now I realize you have not understood the entire contents of the fiber. Tell me what you don't understand my son?"
Back the sage called Suro with the name of my son makes Suro again wonder.
"Who is this great Maharesi? What is ramanda servant?"
"Hahaha.not ngeer. The name is simply to represent my happiness as well as my love, for your true sukmo who has been chosen to continue my duty to carry this fiber in the world."
"My name is rishi Wisrawa. After I finish my career and make sure you really understand Cetho Literature (the science that contains true truth), then my task in the world has been completed. I'll moksa back to swarga loka. Because the present me is just a true sukmo who keeps and ensures this science will not fall on the wrong soul."
Suro was surprised to hear the words just now. He began to look at his hands as well as his body. He also looked around like he did in the world where he lived. The voices of Lodra and Kavacha were also not heard in his mind realm.
Then he immediately realized what the words of Wisrawa rishi just now meant. He then began to talk.
"A..what does it mean sa.. i. su.has died Maharesi?" Suro again pinched his hand.
"Haha...! Not only my son, you are entering the highest consciousness. Like myself, you standing here is a true sukmo."
"Sukur, sukur I thought I was dead. Then what can Suro do to help the lost moxa Maharesi and return to Swarga loka?"
The rishi then sat cross-legged without relying on anything. The situation of the two of them was like floating in a quiet place there was no sound whatsoever. But below, above and around them countless galaxies were scattered around them.
"Sit here my son! I'm gonna tell you this kaweruh(knowledge) I'm guarding." Resi Wisrawa patted the vacuum that was right in front of him.
Suro then followed the words of the Wisrawa rishis and sat down before him.
"I'm going to put this science slowly and I'm going to explain the whole meaning."
"This science is actually a magic spell for the salvation of the elements of evil."
"This science also explains the secrets of the universe that are not known by any creature either on land, sea or space. For verily this knowledge is from the Almighty One."
"Literally the meaning of literary fiber Jendra Hayuningrat Pangruwating Diyu is derived from the word "Serat" which means teaching, "Jendra Literature" which means the science of kings. But the king's understanding here is that your own king controls all your rough and delicate rhinos."
"Then the notion of "Hayuningrat" is peace, "Pangruwating" which means glorifying or transforming into good. And "Diyu" means a giant or a symbol of all evil or all wrath."
"So the essence of the Literary Fiber of Jendra Hayuningrat Pangruwating Diyu is the teaching of wisdom and virtue that man must possess in order to change the ugliness and achieve the glory of the whole realm to be passed through."
"Ngelmu wadining bumi kang sinengker Hyang Jagad Pratahak. Which means the secret science of the world or the universe that is kept secret or comes from the Most Single One Hyang."
"Pangruwating Sakalir goods which means can free and save everything."
"Kaweruh tan wonten malih(There is no other science that can be achieved by humans)."
"The subject-matter of all knowledge or the height of science that can be achieved by man or a brahman)."
Suro listens to all the explanations that Wisrawa's rishi tells him. Several times Suro asked the sages he had actually remembered. It's just that the deepest meaning in the fiber requires a teacher who must explain clearly as clearly as seeing the light of the sun.
"With this my son, you will understand about the true urip and urip kang."
The rishis began to describe the true urip (True life) at length which must be a true archer (in fact the servant of the Great Creator) to go to sampurnaning starch (perfection in death).
"All that I will sum up in this sentence, my son Suro!"
"Aung gansa the adirataaksi awigina astahanu which means from nothing to exist and return to nothing, which actually exists."
"This science I've soldar all my children. Is there anything you don't understand?"
"Quite Maharesi Suro has understood and remembered all the explanations that have been extended with wedar."
Suro had finished listening to the whole of the wedar kaweruh in detail from the Wisrawa rishi. Including from him, the explanation of allusions in the Literary Fiber Jendra Hayuningrat Pangruwating Diyu. With the understanding that has just been obtained, now a smile wide enough to decorate his face.
'Now I'm sure, Eyang Sindurogo must be able to save me.' Suro smiled as he gathered in front of the late Wisrawa Rishis beginning to disappear from his sight. He squabbles for a final salute before the true sukmo of the lost Wisrawa moksa rishis return to Swarga Loka.
"Worship a deep pangabekti to the Maharesi who has enlightened with this priceless kaweruh wedar." Suro continued to gather as a sign of immeasurable gratitude.
Having completely disappeared from sight, so too has Suro's consciousness returned. He began to open both his eyes ending his samadhan.
The first thing he saw was the appearance of a pile of books scattered around his seat cross-legged. Some of it still covers his body.
"What happens is why the whole book is hoarding my body!" Suro is shocked unaware of what has happened as his consciousness has sunk into samadhi.
"Thank you nakmas for helping me escape my sentence of thousands of years."
Not finished surprised by the expanse of books scattered, now a human figure has stood before him.
The face, skin of his hands and body were emitting a greenish glow similar to the walls of the room. His face looked handsome with a smile that implied immeasurable happiness.
Suro was of course surprised to see that there were people who had managed to enter that secret room.
"Who are the children? How did you get into this room?" Suro still vividly remembers, if he had given orders to Maung not to let anyone enter his teacher's store. That's one of the reasons Suro ordered Maung to stay on guard in front of the store.
'How long have I been with you? I'm sure Maung won't leave in front of the store, unless I've been with him for days. He did not leave except to go for food as I commanded.'
Unwittingly, Suro has been with each other for more than half a full moon, even more than twenty days. But in his subconscious mind it was as if he was spending only a short time. It even tasted no more than twice as much as a rice cooker (as a rice cooker about twenty minutes).
"Ulun(me) is Nagatatmala. Thanks to sira (yourself) ulun has been freed from the punishment that must be served. Because with the moksanya true breadfruit consciousness of the Wisrawa rishi then finished it is the ulun duty to guard it."
"What would you like to have the thought of giving can be paid?"
Suro who heard the words from Nagatatmala felt strange with the way he said. He was smiling to himself while scratching his head as he was also doing that unintentionally, the intention he was doing was simply to absorb the energy from the God jade.
The man smiled amiably still standing looking at Suro who was sitting cross-legged yet to shift from his place of friendship.
Suro soon realizes that the dragon carving that was previously on the wall that according to Hyang Kavacha is the embodiment of Nagatatmala, now the carving is no longer there.
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