The Angkara Murka
The Book of Tri Deshi Chapter Thirty Eight
In this discussion, one other patrol person seems different from his friends. He is more likely to be on Hamdan's side.
Name's Alif.
Although he looks the same age, but he is actually four years younger than his other fellow sheep. Alif is the youngest. He raised his hands high, wanting to go down. "What if it's like this, mas" he said. "What if this is the time when the philosophical mindset of the matter of the unrest of this society becomes real, forming a figure in the form of a physical figure representing them? This figure is a form of community resistance to chaos, crime, anger, oppression or despotic power?"
The others chuckled. "You are avoiding philosophical thoughts but answering philosophically and rhetorically" replied one of the six men.
Name's Aris.
His stature is high, but does not look tired, aka weak at all. Instead, he seems to have a great physical.
The point is that in the conversation of these six people, they are discussing an issue that has been reported for months in the mass media. This is about a mysterious figure who is rumored to have strength above the average human and has a lunge in fighting various crimes. The figure is even against parties that are almost untouched by the law, such as the corruption and crimes committed by the rulers of the country.
It is clear that the two men, Hamdan and Alif have different opinions with their other friend, two against four. Fadlan, Dul Matin, Murdani and Aris tend to see the sane news as a mere issue, even if indeed events of resistance through the law of the jungle against criminal behavior do exist, he said, it was just part of a form of social unrest created in such a way that it formed a story that had a physical figure.
The six patrolmen sat in a patrol post in front of a village gate, right in front of a pair of gupala statues. The housing of the Warrior villagers was located on a plateau. Although this village is a village that has the lowest place at the foot of the mountain when compared to Pancasona, Kaliabang and Obong, but from this patrol post can be seen clearly the curve of the paved road that meanders around the mountain. Car lights appear missing at the bend even though the day is not too late.
The obligation of patrol itself has become a habit even the culture of Prajuritan village for a long time. Although down there are shops and schools, the village settlement Prajuritan far from the frenetic and crowded impression.
"The figure of a human figure with superpowers is not just a philosophical concept, Ris. I really believe it exists. Our village has for hundreds of years maintained the belief that crime can come in a variety of forms. Whether through supernatural science that cannot be explained by modern logic and science or even crime and anger that clearly comes in the form of technological development, science and intellect. Whatever the form, evil is evil. We must be ready to face it and also ready to accept the good that manifests in a world of indifference and indifference as a hero, just like hundreds of years ago in the fighters and heroes who fight against colonialism and oppression," said Alif at length with all his meaning.
Hearing this, Hamdan the bearded agreed, while the other four friends did not refuse but also did not agree.
Their parents and elders always emphasize opening themselves up to various mindsets. Keep going by demanding knowledge, but do not close the mind with things beyond reason. They must be ready when there is a disaster that is believed to have happened first, will come back. They must open themselves to the existence of the pure and subtle sciences, astral and supernatural beings beyond the physical form of man, equip themselves also with martial arts pencak silat taught by the teachers of kanuragan in the village of Praguritan, clinging to the philosophy of the village, clinging to the village, but still learn and gain knowledge to then be practiced to advance generations and villages.
So, can't help but, the six patrols agreed not to consider trivial news that has been nationalized. But they also feel not too excessive in responding to it. After all, if indeed mysterious figures with superpowers do exist, they are not directly affected, only strengthening their belief in the existence of forces beyond reason in this world.
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At that time, only Fadlan ran into the village to report the scene down there to the village chief. The rest ran to the center of the village of Prajuritan which is under the hill on the edge of the highway. Dozens of pairs of lights illuminated the village.
The noise was clearly heard as people, old and children and even babies, men and women, filled the field in front of the school complex. Their presence stifles the land that is not so large.
Dul Matin was clearly astonished to see the vehicle troupe from the direction of the villages of Pancasona, Kaliabang and Obong in droves stopping at the center of their village down there.
At one time, even though the four villages were at the foot of the mountain, economic activity was quite crowded. There is a special pathway located between their village and Pancasona. The mountain in their area is the income of stone and material. However, vegetable plantations are also fertile so many transportation vehicles to and from the city are crowded. Perhaps only Kaliabang and Obong villages were slightly 'isolated' due to their position circling the mountain.
As a patrolman, this particular situation certainly attracts their attention. It was obviously funny that they had just talked about supernatural things, but it seemed that it had already come to their village right now. Like the universe answered directly and paid cash the thoughts of the patrons.
Hamdan, Dul Marin, Murdani, Aris and Alif inevitably shared gazes. There was a strange taste that went into the recesses of their souls.
The rattan sticks they used to carry while guarding the village somehow they were replaced with machetes and cleaver. There was a very disturbing feeling along with the arrival of the strange group. They cannot explain the taste. It was not dark yet, not even seven o'clock. The wind that blew in that place was hot. Not only burning but also burning.