The gatotkaca 2050
Candradimuka Crater

The town square of Astina was bustling as two knights who came from two different timelines, Arjuna and the Eagle, flashed there.

News of the birth of Putra Bima circulated quickly, giving rise to a gossip among the citizens there. How not, just nine days after her marriage to Dewi Arimbi, news emerged about their first newborn child.

Arjuna drove his horse quickly past the people, followed by the Eagle behind him. They wanted to rush up to the palace to inform him of his journey.

“Greetings Kang Mas Yudhistira, Kang Mas Bima, and Kang Mas Krishna.” Arjuna bowed to his two brothers and Krishna.

The eagle lowered his head slightly as a sign of respect for them.

“How was your trip, Arjuna?” ask Krishna who is still incarnate as the god Vishnu.

“At first our journey was smooth, we found the castle and I had to deal with the hermit inside. I managed to get the heirloom of Kunta Wijaya. But..” Arjuna did not dare to continue his words.

“But why?” selar Bima's.

“Color is there.” The eagle continued Arjuna's words that were cut off. “He showered us with arrows, an arrow duel ensued. It was my fault I didn't notice the road ahead, so I accidentally bumped into it and fell. Cause it almost killed me, but Arjuna helped. Duel between Arjuna and Karna was inevitable.” The eagle gulped, taking a breath for a moment.

“Then?” search Kresna.

“He managed to snatch the weapon from me, whereas I only got the trumpet.” Arjuna showed Konta Wijaya's holster that had been stored in the winding of the cloth in his stomach.

Krishna was silent, he looked down at the holster Kunta Wijaya had just taken from Arjuna. “This is a powerful weapon, forged by the gods. If you do not get the weapon, the sheath can still be used to cut,” mumbled slowly. He gave Kunta wijaya holster to Bima before continuing his words, “wear this to cut the umbilical cord that is wrapped in your child's body.”

Without waiting for a long time, Bima lifted the baby boy who had been in the room. The baby looked calm even though his entire body was twisted by his own umbilical cord.

Sticking the object to the baby, slowly the glove eroded the base of the umbilical cord of the baby. But the next incident was completely beyond reason, Kunta Wijaya's holster instead went into his stomach.

“Hah!, what is this?” Bima was shocked amazing to see the strange incident.

“Nothing, it will be an heirloom for your son,” said Krishna trying to calm the big man.

Sarong Konta Wijaya really entered the body of the baby. After actually entering, the baby's skin that had been hollow again closed perfectly like nothing had ever happened. Simultaneously, the unnamed baby boy was crying very loudly.

Bima stood holding her baby up high, her crying had not stopped either, although she had tried to calm her down by shaking the baby's body. “Hmmm. Jabang Tutuka!”

Arjuna stared intently at the Eagle, a little angry at him. “You said the son of kang mas Bima and Dewi Arimbi is Gatotkaca?”

“Iya,” replied the Eagle calmly. “Later, after he succeeded against the Gandarwa and Banaspati nations who will attack the palace Kayangan.” 

The smiling eagle looked at Jabang Tutuka who was still crying. “All is the will of the gods,” said the Eagle as he sat down and took a glass of warm tea that was provided for him.

The disheveled-haired man wanted to enjoy his rest even for a while. Because he was sure, there would soon be a decree from the gods for him and the Pandavas.

“Why won't the crying stop, Kang Mas Krishna?” Yudhishthira spoke up to see his nephew Jabang Tutuka still crying.

Krishna fell silent, he closed his eyes while casting a spell. “Then take the boy to Candradimuka mountain south of Amarta forest. Throw it into his crater, the gods will forge it there.” The heavy voice came out from Krishna, though it was not him who spoke.

Arjuna was surprised to hear those words, as if he did not believe what he heard.

Bima stood up while holding her son who was just a few days born, then walked towards the outside of the palace. But stopped by his wife, Dewi Arimbi.

“My husband, don't you do that.,” his whine while holding Bima.

“If this is the command of the gods, then I will do it, my wife.”

Tears spilled on Arimbi's cheeks, he was not willing if his son had to be sacrificed.

“Do not be afraid, Ngger. Your son won't be hurt. We, the gods will take care of your son and forge him into a strong man,” Krishna tried to persuade Goddess Arimbi.

While holding back her sobs, Dewi Arimbi finally allowed Bima and her siblings to bring Jabang Tutuka to be thrown into the crater of Candradimuka mountain

The journey up the mountain which is located not far on the south side of the Amarta forest takes not so long. With the help of the gods, the five Pandava brothers and Krishna and the Eagle have reached the top of Candradimuka mountain, now they have been standing on the lips of the crater in which hot lava is seen exploding. Ready to prey on anything that enters it and mercilessly pulverize it.

Holding her infant son, Bima looked towards her siblings while asking for their consent to throw Jabang tutuka into the crater.

The other four brothers nodded, giving their consent. Without waiting any longer, his huge hand threw the baby in his grasp into the turbulent crater.

There was a thumping sound as Jabang Tutuka's body touched the turbulent hot lava. A moment the baby was seen floating above the crater, his cries that broke from the moment the Kunta Wijaya holster entered his body were no longer heard. He looks more calm.

Not long after, Jabang Tutuka's tiny body was sucked into the turbulent hot lava liquid. Seen as several gods descended from the sky, they flew down and stopped just a few meters from the turbulent surface of the lava. They made a circle, then threw some weapons into it. Then the gods went back up into the sky.

Just as soon as the gods returned to Kayangan, there was a huge explosion from within the crater. Not long after, an eighteen-year-old young man flew out from the crater. He was wearing black pants, and also a black dress with a star on his chest. His hair was covered by a crown-like hat, his face was handsome with a thin mustache under his nose. It flew very quickly through the sky, then descended again to earth in just a matter of seconds.

“Whoaaaa... Gatotkaca!” muttered the Eagle quietly, his face showing amazement at the idolized hero.