The Fighter
Chapter 46 Heritage Box
Just now they had walked 100 meters yet, suddenly a strong wind roared towards Wisanggeni and his friends. Rengganis took out a purple scarf, she spun to the rhythm of the wind. Wisanggeni saw it without blinking a single bit.
"Detach yourself, follow the direction and rhythm of the wind. Do not fight.., dance follow the will of the wind!" shouts Wisanggeni directing Anggoro and friends.
Anggoro, Sapto and Hasto followed what Wisanggeni ordered. As friends in one group, who were originally Anggoro as the leader of the group, they are currently following Wisanggeni. Another group who heard Wisanggeni's words, and tried to escape unsuccessfully ended up following the young man's appeal.
Rengganis threw the end of his shawl at Wisanggeni, and the man caught it. A strong wind like a vortex suddenly wrapped around them for some time.
"Nimas Anis.., are you okay?' ask Wisanggeni when their bodies are already close to each other.
"I'm fine, my inner strength is still strong to hold it. What about Akang himself." cried Rengganis.
"I'm fine ju.ga.." Wisanggeni's voice was cut off, as the vortex of wind sucked his body and swirled around, then carried him away from Rengganis.
Rengganis' hand tried to reach Wisanggeni, but his strength was unable to match the wind vortex. The girl then closed her eyes, following where the wind was taking her. He was already unable to think of where the whirlwind took Wisanggeni, nor his other companions.
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Wisanggeni slowly opened his eyes, his body felt very weak. His body was submerged in water, and a large rock was pressing down on him. He tried to bring out his strength to push the stone, but his body felt increasingly sore like it had been pierced by a thorn.
"Akh.., my skin feels sore. Where am I now?" Wisanggeni asked himself.
He looked around, but he didn't see anyone there. Even the Rengganis were not visible in the region.
"Syuuuttt." there was a sound of wind rushing towards him.
Feeling unable to move, Wisanggeni resigned to his current state. The wind hit his chest, he again felt a tightness and his heart became racing. He tried to unite his mind and heart, to awaken his strength. But again the power he has, like there is no form.
"What am I supposed to do?? And there is where the ancient legacy is, why I only encounter this kind of distress." said Wisanggeni with a little grievance in his heart.
"Focus your mind young.., enjoy and be grateful! Remove the complaint from your heart." Wisanggeni flinched, suddenly he felt listening to the voice of his teacher's Cokro Negoro.
"Okay Teacher.., forgive this student of yours!"
Wisanggeni immediately took a breath, and when the breath was inside his chest he felt something slashing his heart. But he made up his mind, he tried to get through it all without complaining.
Until the third day was in a state of sandwiched stone, Wisanggeni still survive. The tightness he felt was further pressing down and siphoning off his strength. The young man closed his eyes filled with concentration, streams of white rays entered his head. For a moment, Wisanggeni felt that there was cold air entering through the pores of his scalp.
"What is this other?" ask Wisanggeni in heart. But since the boulder was still pressing against his chest, he could only give up. He thought as to when he would be in this place.
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Rengganis put both of his feet in the very clear water in front of him. After a while he was beaten by an indeterminate wind, knowing he was already here. For a moment he also lost his direction and mind, so he also did not know where he was at the moment.
"This water feels warm, even though no sunlight directly penetrates this place." Rengganis was astonished, his hand took water and smelled it.
"It's pure water, nor does it contain any sulfur content here. What water is this?" the woman asked herself again. He then sat down, and used the water to wash his face.
"What's that writing?" Rengganis approached the writing beside the stone.
"Urip iku continues to mlaku, bebarengan Karo wektu, sing biso gowo lakumu, supoyo slick your fate."
"What does that sentence mean, it seems to use the Old Javanese language." Rengganis wondered about the meaning contained in the writings he found.
After he memorized the sentence, slowly the writing disappeared by itself. Rengganis then sat cross-legged on the water, he focused his heart and mind while again closing his eyes. Both hands he put on the knee, while forming a circle by meeting the middle finger with his thumb. Before long, the girl was already absorbed in silence.
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Days change day, days change Sunday, and Sundays change week. Without feeling it has been three Weeks Wisanggeni still restrained in the immersion of tears with stones that overstretched his body. The pain, the pain, and the heat were no longer felt. He only gave up what was happening to him at this time on the will of Sang Hyang Widhi.
"Cii.cit.cit.." Many sounds of birds awaken Wisanggeni from the meditation he was doing.
He opened his eyes again, and with a hint of wonder he asked himself.
"Where did the birds come from? Why have I been in this place for so many days, even if I don't see any signs of life?"
Wisanggeni felt his bones were no longer in pain, he was holding a stone that was piercing his body. He tried to push her slowly, but she was shocked. Without using any meaningful energy, it was easy for the boulder to get away from above his body. The man then stood up to relax his muscles.
"Auuummm." sounded the roar of a beast.
Wisanggeni looked at the direction the sound was coming from, and saw the Ulung Lion staring at him from the riverbank.
"Lion Ulung .., come here!" Wisanggeni called his pet beast. But the beast shook its head to the right and to the left.
Wisanggeni then walked up to the edge of the river and then came to the animal. Longing, the beast clasped its body at the man's feet. Both give each other away longing.
"Lion, do you know. What legacy can I find from here? I don't feel like I'm getting anything?" ask Wisanggeni.
The Ulung Lion broke away from Wisanggeni, then ran towards the front. The front right leg he lifted, then he clapped on the board under the Gayam tree. The young man followed the lion Ulung, then held the box in front of him.
"What is this box?" ask the man slowly.
Curious, he pulled out a dagger and he used it to pry the box key. With a single jolt, the box opened.
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