The Fighter
Chapter 229 Thanksgiving
From a distance, Wisanggeni and Rengganis smiled at the practice patterns of Ashanka and Chala Chakras on the outskirts of padhepokan. Ki Mahesa was smiling to see her two grandchildren practicing. Sometimes the voice of Ki Mahesa gave direction to the two boys. Wisanggeni took Rengganis' hand, and invited him to approach those who were practicing, and,
"Wisanggeni.., isn't that you my son..?? Apparently you've managed to come to your senses from sleeping unconscious for some time..?" in a surprised tone, Ki Mahesa came to Wisanggeni and Rengganis who were watching his son and nephew were practicing.
"Yes fathernda. With the help of Nimas Rengganis, finally this daughter could soon regain consciousness." Wisanggeni and Rengganis soon came to Ki Mahesa. The two kissed the back of the man's hand which they greatly respected. After receiving a helping hand from his son and son-in-law, Ki Mahesa grabbed the two and hugged him tightly. Tears welled up on the old man's eyelids, gratitude and shock at the return of his youngest son.
"You have always been a surprise to all of us, since long ago.." feeling less time to pay attention to his son since childhood, looked regret in the eyes of Ki Mahesa.
"Don't have to talk like that. Sincere affection from his father and all the other brothers, Wisang already very large.. How did the two boys practice father..?" to reduce his father's remorse, Wisanggeni switched the conversation.
"They're very talented to your son, especially Chakra Ashanka. Apparently the boy inherited all your intelligence and the Rengganis. He quickly digested what I said, and immediately changed it in the form of a gesture." with a proud smile, Ki Mahesa told his two grandchildren.
"Ayahnda.." seeing that Wisanggeni was recovering, Chakra Ashanka and Chala ended their training, they both walked over to Wisanggeni and Rengganis with sparkling eyes.
"You two are so great.., being able to follow Grandpa's directions so quickly." Wisanggeni rubbed the heads of the two boys with his hands. Ashanka's chakra hugs Wisanggeni's waist, to treat the longing for some time apart with him.
"Just the defense of your legs still looks so weak, there is no power between the two. An opponent who can read it, will take advantage of the weakness in both your legs. To strengthen it, when you try to focus on the movement with strength in the upper body, channel the aura on both of your legs. So that your self-defense is complete." Wisanggeni gave the spotlight on the improvement of defense.
"Okay uncle." Chala quickly answered the response her uncle gave her.
"Train back Chala.., Ashan.., I'll teach you both..!" quickly the two boys immediately positioned themselves somewhat backwards. Ki Mahesa and Rengganis smiled at the words, both of them retreated to see the training of the two boys, with Wisanggeni being their coach.
"Focus your mind on both hands, and slowly take a deep breath. Exhale out, and hold for a few moments in the stomach then drain your inner aura from the top of the head, lowering it slowly...." Wisanggeni continued to guide the two children to practice.
"Repeat again, your defense still looks weak.. Do it ten times over and over again, so that it can become a habit..." Wisanggeni continued to convey his words. The well-built man walked around the two boys, and..
"Clap.., tighten your legs Chala.." a foot kick is directed at Chala's leg when he sees that the defense is still empty.
From the edge of the training ground, Renggani squeezed the end of the shirt she was wearing. Even though he was alone when he was a child, he had also undergone harsh training, but seeing his son had an attack in front of him, apparently his heart still felt unprepared.
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That afternoon also in the padhepokan Trah Bhirawa held a ceremony of thanksgiving, with the return of Wisanggeni in a conscious state to the middle of the family. Some women prepare the dishes, and the men help to prepare and roll them on the mat. Some goats, chickens are cut to prepare into side dishes. The atmosphere looks very lively, like a party will be held.
"Yahnda.., please convey the sentence to welcome the arrival of our brothers." Widjanarko, who was sitting cross-legged beside Ki Mahesa, asked his father to welcome the guests. Wisanggeni sat flanked by Lindhu aji and Widjanarko. Kinara, Larasati, and Rengganis also sat side by side behind Ki Mahesa's three sons.
"Okay Janar.., father will start the conversation." Ki Mahesa said in response to the words of his eldest son.
To let you know if the event started, there was a punch of a kentongan made of bamboo sticks.
"Tong.., tong.., tong.." as soon as the sound of the clanging sounded, everyone in the pendhopo instantly fell silent. They immediately directed their focus by looking towards the pendhopo.
"Brothers of Trah Bhirawa who have gathered in this pendhopo, I as an elder of this Trah will convey some things related to our Trah. As we already know, our breed has experienced a situation where we have been separated, and for the efforts of my youngest son, finally we can still be and gather in the area of Laksa city. Although some of our brothers have to get ahead of us, with the attack from the Alap-alap gang some time ago." Ki Mahesa was silent for a while, the middle-aged man took a breath.
"The next good news is, my eldest son Wijanarko has already told me and my other two sons, if they want to combine the Gumilang Trah he leads, with the Bhirawa Trah. So on this occasion, in addition to expressing gratitude for the return of my youngest son from a state of fainting for some time, also as a notification of the joining of the Gumilang with the Bhirawa Trah." some people become self-talk when they hear what Ki Mahesa has to say. Back the sound of clanging was heard, so that all those in the pendhopo would pay attention to what was said by elder Trah Bhirawa. After everything that came back was silent, Ki Mahesa continued his words..
"With the increase of our family members, cohesiveness, a sense of herd loyalty, must be something we must put forward. And maybe in a few days my youngest son Wisanggeni will return to his padhepokan. Although my youngest son had his own college which was much larger than this breed, but Wisanggeni also remained and always became a family member of the Bhirawa Trah." Ki Mahesa ended her welcome.
From the outer corner of the pendhopo, there was a young woman who saw the atmosphere that occurred in the pendhopo with a happy feeling. The woman is Niken Kinanthi, who accidentally escaped from the kingdom of Laksa to find out about Wisanggeni. A smile rose on his lips, seeing Wisanggeni sitting cross-legged by the flanked by his two brothers.
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