The Angkara Murka
The Book of Soldiers Seventy Seventy
Nyi Waksirsa rejoiced to turn into a leak in the form of a giant boar, fanged long and sharply hairy. Last night he spread a deadly disease. He was accompanied by Nyi Mahesa Wedana which turned into a giant buffalo-shaped leak whose size equaled the size of a house. His pair of long horns added to the high impression of heading the sky.
However, who received praise by Ibu Calonarang itself is Nyi Ranung, her most powerful sisya. Nyi Rarung also get knowledge directly from Goddess Durga, just like the mother Calonarang. Then last night she turned into a naked witch figure with a bright red skin, the Durga Abang. He wanders around spreading disease. If a resident is reckless to come out of the house and cross paths with him, just one look at the victim will die floundering on the spot.
But Sarti was no longer crying at this time.
She was sixteen years old when her mother slaughtered the men with her students in silence, silence and plagues. At that time Sarti was a beautiful girl, long-haired thick, petite but beautiful, and soft-hearted and weak. The curse made him die to live forever. This may be accepted to atone for the sins of the mother in the past.
It's just that instead of atoning for sins, Sarti even more wallowing in it. His mind is tangled, his heart is divorced and his soul is broken. He became increasingly cold and cruel from one life to another.
He didn't cry this time.
However, his heart trembled to see Wong Ayu floating in the air not far from him, playing both hands like he was leading an orchestral symphony, arranging all kinds of animals to fill the air, land and water, and so on, the Merambang entered the village of Pendekar.
Secretly, it has been a long time actually Sarti has found the answer why he is destined to meet the girl who is hundreds of years younger than him. Apparently there are the spirits of Nyi Lenda, Nyi Lendi, Nyi Gendi, Nyi Guyang, Nyi Waksirsa, Nyi Mahesa Wedana and Nyi Rarung residing in Wong Ayu. During this time as Sarti saw, only Nyi Lendi seemed to always be active in contributing his knowledge. But now, it seems, slowly, Wong Ayu will be able to bring out all the magic of her maternal aunt.
Beasts slithering and crawling filled the village, countless. A foul and stinging smell accompanied, while thousands of wasps and bees rippled through the air, circling about noisily while right in the middle Wong Ayu floated out his hands like a charmer. With a single hand movement, all the creatures that came directly attacked simultaneously.
Thronging, they roam trees and houses, crawling streets and floors, then ultimately biting, pinning, snapping, and crawling, flanking young men who have equipped themselves with a variety of sharp weapons such as long machetes, axes, crowbars, kitchen knives, or homemade firearms. Surprisingly, the demon slave soldiers also equipped themselves with firearms belonging to the Police special forces that they collected from the remains of members of the Police team who were slaughtered by the ghost of Mariban.
The cries of war. The youths protected themselves while attacking. They cut, read, pierce or stab the disgusting little creatures that come to tear their eye sockets, drill into their ears or sneak forcefully into their mouths. Those who were armed with pistols and rifles, shot at larger animals.
Sparks of crawling creatures' bodies litter the road, scatter, splatter, disintegrate due to gunfire and homemade firearms or the flickering of sharp weapons. Originally it was indeed the young men who fought like they were all enumerated by these beasts. However, when they came back intact and woke up from the dead, the beasts looked just like bullies. The countless beasts began to decrease in number.
Sarti saw Wong Ayu still floating in the air organizing an attack like a warlord. But Sarti could not allow this scene. He chipped down with a long-handled Stone Klinting spear held tightly in his right hand. Ever since tracing the ground, the sharp tip of his spear instantly smelled blood. The lucky pointy metal tongue blade targeted the young men who had risen from the dead.
Soemantri Soekrasana stood side by side with Maung who had itchy claws and sharp teeth and fanged into the bodies of the young demon slaves. But Soemantri Soekrasana prevented it. "Wait a minute, Anggalarang. Don't waste your energy. I'm still looking for an opening to keep them from getting back up. After all, there are some of them who are seen once preparing themselves with complete firearms that were snatched from the special police team they slaughtered before" Soemantri Soekrasana said.
Indeed, some of the youths who were seen to have excellent posture, were standing on the back side. They look very good at holding special weapons of the spoils. Perhaps they had experienced in the world of fire-armed crime before. They just stood watching their comrades fighting against those foul-smelling and poisonous beasts, plus the figure of the red-clothed swordsman who was moving quickly over.
Maung growling. Anggalarang figure trying to get out of the face of half the animal half human. "But you saw Sarti, didn't you? He has gone down, Maung also can not stand to join, Soemantri. You just find a way, Maung will go down to fight with Wong Ayu and Sarti there," said Anggalarang. The image of his face looms behind Maung's rough white hairy skin. His body was ready to descend into battle.
"You know for sure who Sarti is, don't you, Anggalarang? This is Ni Diah Ratna Manggali. The figure you see there is a mother who gave birth to great figures in this Nusantara land. I need to remind you of that" Soemantri Soekrasana replied.
Sarti, the Ratna Manggali, in historical records is the wife of Mpu Bahula and the Son of Ni Calonarang as written in Serat Calonarang page 17a. The marriage which was originally a strategy Mpu Baradah to defeat his mother, Ni Calonarang, turned out to be good and loving.
Even from marriage, Ratna Manggali gave birth to offspring who were recorded as great figures.
His eldest son, later known as Mpu Wiranatha or Mpu Tantular, was a famous poet of Javanese literature who lived in the fourteenth century, during the reign of Rajasanagara, or Hayam Wuruk. He wrote the kakawin Arjunawiwaha and Sutasoma. In Sutasoma was created the temple Bhineka Tunggal Ika.