The gatotkaca 2050
The First Round Competition

The sound of the royal trumpet rang loudly in the royal capital of Panchala, a sign that there was a big event there would take place. The sound of trumpet blowing at that time is a sign to start the big day, or it could be a sign for war.

All the participants from various kingdoms had started to stand neatly in the middle of the square, waiting for the king to give a speech. At the same time see the prizes that will be wagered by them.

Drupada climbed on the podium that was provided for him, his age was almost a hundred years making the leader of the Panchala kingdom was to be supported by a scepter made of silver. But behind his age, the man's body still looks stocky.

The scars of war and fighting make men wrapped in silvery cloth look difficult to walk upright.

“Good morning knights. Welcome to the small kingdom of Panchala. Your arrival all I greet with joy.” 

The knights and princes who were there clapped their hands happily.

“Allow me, introduce a daughter as well as my own flesh and blood. Srikandi!”

The sound of cheers grew louder as Srikandi climbed onto the podium side by side with his father. Her usual long hair was parsed, today it was rolled up and tied at its base. A sign that he is ready for battle.

Her beautiful face with round eyes and slightly pointed nose, along with her thin lips that glowed red and always had the same smile, hid the fact that there was a male soul inside her. A soul that holds a grudge against the person who killed it before descending back into the world in its present form.

“Whoever the winner in this competition, has the right to marry the princess of the kingdom of Panchala as well as to be the successor to the throne of my own,” continued Drupada with full authority.

The knights and princes of the contestants clapped their hands while cheering even more boisterously.

The eyes of Arjuna and Srikandi accidentally met, both of them throwing smiles at each other. At that time Arjuna wore clothes made of cowhide tanned to be very thin and flexible, the model was like a sweater owned by Eagle with a hood and without arms.

His garments of greatness were hidden where they spent the night, stockpiled in the ground to perfect their disguise. 

Nakula and Sadewa did the same.

“The first branch, is hunting. Anyone who manages to bring five **** woods in the fastest time will qualify for the next round.” Drupada continued his speech which also became the opening of the competition. “Hunting...begins!”

As soon as the Panchala king finished giving a speech of welcome, the sound of trumpets again rang. This time it was longer and longer, signaling that the hunt or fight had already begun.

Arjuna walked leisurely past the participants who looked like they were chasing victory, they scattered to find the nearest road into the forest Alasjiwo with their horses.

As soon as he climbed on the horse, the third son of the Pandavas immediately spurred his horse. Instincts hunt him down during his disguise as a commoner first, making him quickly find a flock of****wood forest.

Eagles along with Nakula and Sadewa deliberately did not go hunting, they took the initiative to wait in the square while looking for food and drinks typical of the kingdom of Panchala.

Arjuna's flick fingers held five arrows in a special bag of arrows on his back, he grabbed five at a time. 

Deftly, directly pressed the arrow that is in his grasp, so that it directly hit the fifth body**** there forest.

The sound of horse footsteps rang out in the distance from the silent Panchala square, all eyes were swiftly waiting for who was the first knight to enter the square. A knight without his country's coat of arms entered the city, without a crown on his head and a strange shirt according to them. On the back of the horse he was riding, hung five**** of his hunted forest.

From inside a tavern, Eagles, Nakula and Sadewa smile brightly when they know Arjuna is coming.

After descending from the horse, Arjuna released his hunting ties and then reported at the judging post guarded by the royal courtiers of Panchala. “Sumantri reported having met the hunting requirements,” Arjuna said firmly.

Two courtiers examined ***** the forest of the game brought by Sumantri aka Arjuna, he saw the blood that was still flowing from the arrow scars on the animal's body. After making sure that the animal really just died with a sign of blood flowing and a slightly warm body. 

One of the courtiers signaled that Sumantri was not cheating, and that was really the result of his hunting.

After getting the escape mark, Arjuna began to move his legs looking for his twin brother and Eagle, but a voice stopped his steps.

“What's your name, Ngger?” The voice belonged to Drupada who happened to be there.

“Sumantri, Bambang Sumantri,” Arjuna said as he turned and saluted.

Drupada nodded, the owner of the Panchala kingdom smiled to see the figure of Bambang Sumantri who looked handsome and well mannered. There was admiration in him for that knight before him. The new competition lasted less than an hour, but Bambang Sumantri managed to complete the task.

“Congratulations, Ngger. Hope you succeed in the next round.”

After saying goodbye to Drupada, Arjuna continued his steps which had been stopped by the king.

Just as Arjuna was sipping the drink that Nakula had ordered when he saw his arrival, the sound of horse footsteps could be heard again from a distance. From the clothes he wore it was seen that the figure of the horseman was the prince of the kingdom of Kaurawa, Karna.

As if not willing to be the second, Karna spurred his horse very quickly and immediately stopped at the judging post. Without getting off the horse, the man dressed in Kaura's oversized clothes immediately untied his hunted animals to the ground.

Disappointment rang in Karna's face when he saw there were five tails***wood forest that had been lying there, a sign that there were already knights who came before him.

After getting the mark of qualifying in the first half, Arjuna's distant cousin instantly poked his horse away from the post. He returned to the large tent marked Kaurava kingdom which he brought on the way.

“It looks like we found an opponent worth your while, Kang Mas!” eagle chirps while eating boiled cassava served with sweet potatoes and boiled beans. Special food in every tavern.

Nakula and Sadewa laughed at the same time hearing the Eagle.

“We'll see who is the greatest between me and him.” Arjuna smiled as he pressed his lips against the lips of the glass to wet his dry throat.

“Surely, Kang Mas will be the winner. It's all written,” concluded Elang followed by laughter from the three Pandawa brothers in front of him.