The Ancestral Country
Disturbances in Pakuwon Sendang

At the border of Wengker and Tanggulangin, the group of Watugunung Panji stopped. It had been two days since they left Wengker City, last night they had spent the night in Pakuwon Sawo area.

In front of me was a big river. They stopped the footsteps of their horse.

An old man was busy spreading fish nets. He seems to be a fish finder in the river. The arrival of the Panji Watugunung troupe stopped his busyness.

"Sorry cake, I'm interrupting your work. We travel from far away. Want to go to the Duchy of Tanggulangin. Grandfather can help us point the way?", asked Panji Watugunung shortly after getting off his horse.

The old man smiled.

"Wherers huh? The Duchy of Tanggulangin is still far away. Like you're tired. Come with me to my place", take the old man friendly.

Panji Watugunung and Warigalit immediately looked at each other for a moment.

"Don't be shy, you must be hungry. I just caught a lot of fish.

Come with me, long time no traveller from far away me", said the old man.

Finally they followed the old grandfather named Ki Sumorejo to a small village on the west side of the river.

Dozens of houses roofed alang typical rural lined neatly on the right left of the road. At the end of the village road, a small house with a large yard looks beautiful. An old woman welcomed them.

"My wife, I brought a friend home.

Quickly cook this fish for them" Ki Sumorejo told his wife, Nyi Sagopi.

The old woman immediately received the fish given by her husband, and rushed into the house.

Ki Sumorejo immediately invited Panji Watugunung and his entourage to the porch of his residence.

"Thank you for the help, Ki,

We do not feel good to trouble Aki and Nyi" said Panji Watugunung.

"Hehh must not be like that, as fellow servants of Sang Hyang Widhi Wasa it is appropriate that we should help each other.

Life is only once. Doing good will be provision in nirvana later young people", replied Ki Sumorejo wisely.

Warigalit and Ratri smiled faintly at Ki Sumorejo's reply.

It's getting late.

Nyi Sagopi came to the foyer with a cauldron containing his artificial cuisine. White rice, fish liwet, vegetable anointing became the menu that afternoon.

"Wah it turns out that Nyi Sagopi cuisine is really delicious yes" said Sekar Mayang while feeding fish to his mouth.

"Iya Mayang, not inferior to Anggarawati cuisine", said Ratna Pitaloka.

"You guys are too complimenting. The cuisine of the village is only my husband who likes", Nyi Sagopi smiled faintly at the praise of the two Panji Watugunung concubines.

While they were enjoying the food, two people entered the yard of Ki Sumorejo's house. They both went straight to the porch.

"Ki Sumorejo, already in front of Lurah e ceremony venue. Mari Ki", said a middle-aged man.

Ki Sumorejo stood up immediately. The old grandfather immediately washed his hands in a small barrel in front of the foyer.

"You continue to eat it Watugunung, Warigalit. I'll be out for a second".

Ki Sumorejo immediately rushed out of his house and followed the steps of the 2 people towards a large banyan tree in the middle of the village.

That night was the night of the Shraddha ceremony. A night of worship of gods and the universe. In the Panjalu community at that time, this traditional ceremony was so common.

They pray to the spirits of the ancestors and the universe through the intermediary of the banyan tree that represents life.

Smoke billowed from the handlebars and incense burned. Sprinkles of roses, jasmine and ylang coloring the roots of the banyan tree. Sesajen complete with a roasted chicken and fruits and produce.

Ki Sumorejo immediately blew the incense smoke that kept billowing from the clay brazier. While continuing to recite spells of worship of gods.

The night is getting late. By morning, the rain was pouring into the area. Because it was only a small house, Panji Watugunung slept together on a wooden cot with his three concubines. The cold of the night made them cling to each other to share the warmth.

Morning's approaching. The boisterous sound of roosters unpretentious morning omen has come.

Patugunung Panji immediately opened his eyes, as the fragrant scent of ginger wedged into his nose.

Dewi Srimpi was already smiling sweetly when Panji Watugunung opened her eyes. She knew how to please her husband.

After getting directions from Ki Sumorejo, the group of Panji Watugunung immediately continued their journey northward towards the city of Pakuwon Sendang, the nearest city before the Duchy of Tanggulangin.

Upon entering the Pakuwon Sendang city area at noon, the Panji Watugunung entourage stopped at a food stall near Pakuwon palace.

After tethering the horse, they go in and order food. They choose to sit on an empty bench in the corner of the dining room.

While engrossed in enjoying the food, a group of people in warrior clothes entered the food stall. The buyers immediately rushed out of the food stalls as soon as they entered. Only the Watugunung Panji and his entourage seemed to be indifferent to their presence.

The leader of the soldiers, a 40-year-old man with a large body with a thick mustache named Bekel Gandung. As the chief soldier of Pakuwon Sendang, he was notoriously arrogant and arbitrary.

Seeing the Panji Watugunung group that did not come out of the food stall, Bekel Gandung's eyes glared sharply.

"It seems they are not from this region Ki Bekel" said a soldier who was next to Bekel Gandung.

"Where do you know??" hardik Bekel Gandung.

The soldier gripped his guts, afraid of being persecuted by the leader.

"If they are from Pakuwon Sendang, they must know Ki Bekel and get out of here" replied the soldier in a frightened tone.

Hemmm

'Strangers apparently. I'll teach them a lesson for disrespecting me'

Brakkkk

Instantly it made Panji Watugunung and his entourage immediately turned towards the source of the sound.

"O you are strangers!

Whoareyou? Dare to enter the area of Sendang without permission", cried the Bekel.

"Sorry Kisanak. We were just travelers who happened to pass by in Pakuwon's. We just want to eat here. Is that wrong?", Panji Watugunung is polite.

"Wrong. Now pay road tax. Hurry!", Bekel Gandung swerved sharply towards Panji Watugunung.

"Since when was there a road tax in the Panjalu region? We never heard of it. After all we do not have much money", replied Watugunung began to rile.

Hahaha

"Their race is only poor travelers. All right I give you the ease. Leave the woman in exchange for your taxes. So you are free to leave here", Bekel Gandung pointed to Ratna Pitaloka.

"If we refuse?", Watugunung riled.

No more polite words in his speech.

"Then we will arrest you on charges against the soldiers", a wide grin adorned the face of Bekel Gandung.

"Basic Bekel cocky. Just try if you can catch us", Ratna Pitaloka who from earlier held back in anger, finally spoke up.

Bekel Gandung wrathful. All this time no one dared to make a sound as he spoke.

"Catch them all!".

Ten soldiers immediately jumped forward towards the Panji Watugunung entourage. Dewi Srimpi and Sekar Mayang darted to meet the lunge of the soldiers. While Ratna Pitaloka immediately darted quickly towards Bekel Gandung who was still standing behind the soldiers.

A fierce fight soon ensued in the food stall.

The maids and shopkeepers immediately ran out of the food stall and headed for Pakuwon Sendang palace to report the incident.

Meanwhile, in the food stalls the soldiers of Pakuwon Sendang who faced Sekar Mayang and Dewi Srimpi were helpless against their canuragan abilities.

In just a few moves, they have been battered in the face of Dewi Srimpi and Sekar Mayang.

Ratna Pitaloka, who was upset by Bekel Gandung's words, immediately threw a hard kick towards Bekel Gandung's chest.

Bukkkkkk

Bekel Gandung roared loudly as Ratna Pitaloka's right-footed hard kick beat his chest. In just 5 moves, Bekel Pakuwon Sendang has become the months of Ratna Pitaloka.

Phuihh

"So you're just like the God of War. It turned out to be just a cage-goer", shouted Ratna Pitaloka as she spat on Bekel Gandung's bruised and swollen face here and there. The man's body fell on the floor of the food stall. She did not expect at all, her arrogance ended horribly.

Akuwu Sendang with hurried steps into the food stall. His eyes glared a moment later after seeing Bekel Gandung lying on the floor of the food stall with wounds. He never thought, the head of Pakuwon Sendang troops could be defeated quickly.

"O you, how dare you persecute my sister.

Don't expect you guys to get away with it easily", shouted the Akuwu Sendang, Gandang.

"You're a supporter of this stupid bekel's crime.

Okay, you wanna arrest us? Are you no longer dear to your life?", asked Panji Watugunung.

"Hahahaha, dare to threaten me in my Pakuwon territory. Your guts are great. As long as you know, this restaurant we have surrounded", Akuwu Gandang smiled cynically.

The Watugunung banner immediately reached into his pocket and took out the Chandrakapala badge from the gold.

Of course Akuwu Sendang know what things are in the hands of Panji Watugunung. The holder of the object was a relative of the Daha palace. Finding trouble with them is the same as looking to die.

Akuwu Gandang's legs went weak. Soon he prostrated himself to the Patugunung Panji and his entourage. All the soldiers immediately followed the steps of the Akuwu Sendang.

"Ampuni Gusti's servant Prince. Servants are so stupid don't know who to deal with".

Sekar Mayang who was furious with the actions of Akuwu Sendang and his sister immediately shouted, saying,

"Eat him don't be so powerful"

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