The gatotkaca 2050
Helping Pandavas

Already three days Elang lived in a small hut owned by Semar, during that time he also practiced martial arts taught directly by Petruk or Gareng. 

The Eagle's body looked slightly thinner than usual, as both of his teachers trained themselves hard. But it is also followed by a joke that makes the training session so not too heavy.

While Bagong, he is tasked with healing wounds and relieving fatigue with his knowledge. 

During those three days also the Eagle learned many movements, ranging from bare hands to swords.

“Living in the Astina palace environment, you should be able to be knight-like. Walk like a knight, and act like a knight.” While pouring hot tea from the clay kettles, Petruk noticed his disciple who had come from far away.

“The movement must also be like a knight,” continued Gareng while throwing an apple quickly behind the Eagle. Which was greeted with a twist of his body, then deftly he kicked the fruit until it returned to Gareng.

The wind around the Kedempel Reef that had been blowing lightly, suddenly blew very fast. The eagle standing on his horses fell. Fortunately, he could still be captured by Petruk.

A light shimmered, suddenly forming the shadow of a human figure. Shortly afterwards, it was clear that the figure of the face of the man with the light behind his head. Krishna emerged from the vortex of light, followed by the loss of light and the wind that blew.

Petruk and Gareng suddenly lowered their heads, but not with the Eagle. Seeing his disciple still standing upright, Petruk immediately told him to come down. “Greetings to King Dwarawati,” said Petruk and Gareng together.

“Ah, Kangmas Petruk, Kangmas Gareng. Don't over-welcome me.” The Dwarawati king held the shoulders of the two Punakawan before him, his gaze then turned to the Eagle. “What's your name, young man?”

The eagle looked at Krishna's face, in that era staring at the king's face was a lack of teachings that could be rewarded with a beheading. But not with the kings of the Pandavas, they allowed anyone, whether ordinary people or knights, to look him in the face. 

“I Eagle, sir,” he replied while looking down.

“No need to duck, for me you are part of the Pandawa family.” Krishna patted Eagle on the shoulder.

Once again the Eagle lowered his head, gesturing for gratitude. Even without words.

“Eeeeeh, what is this wind? until Lord Krishna comes to my little hut?” sapa Semar who just came out of his hut.

“Greetings, Ki Lurah Semar.” Krishna lowered his head, showing his respect.

“Come, please come in.” Semar invited his guest to come in.

After Krishna entered Semar's hut, the Eagle resumed his training. He looked very excited, even though the sweat had wetted his body. The fat on his body gradually burned, his arm muscles began to show.

“Good. Just three days of practice, but your progress is very fast.”

Before this day, Eagle had studied martial arts while still sitting in school. Several times he managed to win the title in the match held. But the spirit to continue his training was lost, along with the bad news that befell his parents.

As a result of rarely moving his body, fat began to accumulate muscles in his body. Until his arrival to this age, the Eagle re-trained the muscles in his body.

“Alright, today get here first,” said Petruk while giving a glass of warm tea water to the Eagle. “It looks like there is important news brought by mr. Kresna.”

“Eat and drink first, rest your body.” Gareng said while sitting leaning on the porch of the hut.

The eagle sat next to Gareng, eating a piece of boiled cassava. The food became a favorite for him during his stay with the Punakawan. Semar has a large garden, one of which is planted is cassava. Its sweet taste makes its cassava special.

“I know cassava doesn't feel like anything this sweet, Kangmas Gareng. What is cassava?” search the Eagle while cutting the cassava in his hand into small pieces.

“Kalo ki Semar said, this is a special cassava imported directly from Kayangan. Nothing feels this good on earth.”

“Simply taste sweet, and delicious.”

“Hey, wake. Come tagged!” The sound was faint, between there and nothing in the darkness.

“Child of the future, let's wake up!” said the other voice that was still slipping, but this time the Eagle's body felt like it was being shaken.

The eagle squinted his eyes, trying to adapt to the light. In front of him were his two teachers along with Gareng and Bagong. There seems to be something they want to say.

Bagong then sat right behind the Eagle. With the power he had, he flowed that power in his hand. Then pushed it to the back of the Eagle so that it looks like there is light coming in.

“Aaaargh!” screeched the Eagle while holding back the energy that entered into his body. A stream of warmth envelops from the back and spreads throughout the body. There is a sense of comfort that he feels.

“How, he's ready?” said Petruk who looks to be carrying Eagle clothes.

Bagong removed his hand from the Eagle's back, then he nodded.

“Wear your clothes, we'll go now.” Petruk gave Eagle's black t-shirt and sweater.

“Go? where?” 

“Western Amarta forest. The Pandavas will fight against the giants, we will help him,” Gareng said.

“A-What?!” pekik Eagle's startled. He's still traumatized by the giants since his landing a few days ago and almost became a meal of the big creature.

“Not to be afraid, I gave you protective energy. You're gonna be fine.

The eagle was flanked by Petruk and Gareng, behind which Bagong followed. While Semar remained waiting in his hut.

The journey from Karang Kempel to the western part of the Amarta forest lasted very short, just as the Eagle felt when it came to Karang Kedempel at that time. They had only broken through the cluster of fog to then teleport, suddenly the four of them were already inside the forest.

Arjuna who was stalking the enemy from within the dense forest felt the presence of some people not far from him, he turned his head while aiming his arrow.

“Sek sek sek, don't shoot. It's us.” Gareng emerged from behind the tree while raising his hand.

The handsome-faced knight breathed a sigh of relief. “Down, Kangmas Gareng. If it shows up, don't bother. I almost got off the arrow.”

“Yaaa don't dong, we deliberately came here on request from Mr. Krishna via ki Semar.” This time Petruk spoke up.

Nakula and Sadewa appeared from behind the bushes, he immediately approached the Eagle.

“Waaah, stay a few days in Karang Kedempel, courusan now!” nakula said while watching the changes in the Eagle's body.

“Iya, Nakula. His hands are also muscular. Definitely later Sri Gita will like.”

The eagle was silent, looking at them.

“Psst, Sri Gita lonely tuh. He said he misses you, Lang,” Sadewa again.

“Hush. Nakula, Sadeva. Don't joke anymore, now we help the Bima Kangmas. Soon the giants will appear.” Arjuna tried to mediate with dignity. “You ready, Lang?”

“Easy-easy ready.” With a doubtful face, the Eagle tried to convince. While the two teachers, Petruk and Gareng. They smile proudly at their students.

“GROOOAAAAARRRRR!!!” The sound appeared from a distance. Not one, but many. War signs between the four Pandavas plus the Eagle and also the three Punakawan will begin soon.