The gatotkaca 2050
Autumnar Antarija

The sound of the cock crowing and the sunlight woke the eagle who had just slept for only a few hours, because last night he joined Nakula and Sadewa on night patrol around Astina. 

The atmosphere in Astina which began to be prone to rebellion, making Yudhishthira always hold a patrol to block enemies who enter from outside, as well as those who are already in the kingdom.

Rajasuya's grand campaign to rally coalition forces under the Pandavas will begin in a few days. This indicates that the great battle of Bharatayuda will soon break out.

The eagle stared at the time bracelet it was wearing as a means of transportation from the future to the past, its pointer still pointing at the 75% figure%. Just a little more fully loaded. The biggest fear is that if the time Bharatayuda breaks the energy in the bracelet is not fully charged, then the mission he carries for the future will fail.

For in the story he had read, Gathothacha would fall on the fourteenth day of the battle of Bharatayuda. Ironically the man whose skin is very thick and immune to any weapon will be killed by the weapon used to cut his own umbilical cord as a baby, a weapon made by the gods, Kunta Wijaya.

The gods deliberately made Kunta Wijaya weapons in order to control Gatotkaca so as not to rebel against the kingdom of Kayangan.

The disheveled haired man put his bracelet by the window to get sun exposure, hoping to quickly replenish his energy.

The more daylight, the royal palace of Astina the more crowded. Invitational guests from various kingdoms began to arrive. The eagle just stared from the palace courtyard of anyone present, because he had no right to sit in the meeting.

“Not go inside, Lang?” tukas Sadewa shocked the Eagle.

The eagle laughed. “Ah, no. This is the king's event.” The eagle sat in the garden gazebo where he used to rest after practicing martial arts. “You alone, why not sign in?”

“Males, Lang. It's always politics, after all Nakula is already in there.”

“The height of the kingdom if it has been collected, let alone those other than politics?”

“War!” sadewa answered quickly.

“Well, that too. Bharatayuda is about to break up, maybe they are talking about Bharatayuda.”

Sadewa scratched his head. “Can be anyway.”

Hearing Sadewa's reply that felt indifferent to what was about to happen, made the Eagle laugh to himself.

“Why laugh, Lang?”

“Hahaha.. It turns out that the same original Sadewa that I read in the story was far different!” said the Eagle, still with his laughter.

“Away? What kind of story does he have, Lang?”

“That's more mature and assertive than Nakula.” The eagle then took the tablet and showed the story of Mahabharata to Sadewa. “But the original is the opposite.” The eagle laughed again, and so did Sadewa.

“Maybe they can't distinguish where Nakula is, where Sadewa is!” sadewa said with a laugh.

The Rajasuya ceremony began, all the invited participants looked very solemn following the meeting of the kings initiated by Yudhistira. Eagles and Sadewa who had not wanted to attend the event, had to join because it was forced by Arjuna.

The sight of the Eagle sweeping one by one the kings who came there, not much known to him other than the Pandavas. Gatotkaca who represents the kingdom of Pringgandani, also Ramadvipa from the kingdom of Pamujan. But, someone has not come on this show yet.

“Sadeva, have you seen Antareja and Krishna?” Half whispering, he asked Sadewa to resolve his curiosity.

 This time Sadewa released a sweeping view of all Rajasuya participants, he only realized that two people called Eagles did not see the trunk of his nose. Sadewa did not answer, he just shook his head slowly.

“Hmm.. Don't-don't.”.

“Sadewa, come with me. We find where they are.” The eagle moved from his seat, he chose to sit in the back corner so as not to get attention from other participants.

“Where are we going?” said Sadewa who would not want to follow what the Eagle said.

The eagle said nothing, he sped up his pace down the hallway next to the main building of Astina palace.

“Lang, where are we going?”

“Install, take a horse. We find Antareja and Krishna, they must be somewhere near the forest of Amarta, ” replied the Eagle without slowing its pace.

Confused by the answer the Eagle gave, Sadewa followed what he said.

It was true what the Eagle said. After riding for fifteen minutes and passing through the path in the forest of Amarta, they saw the figure of Krishna in the embodiment of a Lord Vishnu was chatting with Antareja who was sitting cross-legged.

“Bharatayuda is near, Ngger. There's a message from the gods for you.” Lord Vishnu in the form of Krishna was staring towards Antareja. He also knew that there were Eagles and Sadewa nearby.

“What is it, Hyang Vishnu?” The interreja was still sitting cross-legged quietly on a rock.

“Come, Sadewa. You are also a human who comes from the future,” said Vishnu. He turned only slightly to the place where the Eagle and Sadewa were.

With a hint of hesitation, the two of them approached and stood to the right of Krishna.

“Bharatayuda's war will soon be raided, the gods feel that you will not interfere in this war, Ngger.” Krishna's face again faces Antareja.

“I promise not to follow the war of Bharatayuda, Hyang Vishnu.”

Lord Vishnu smiled, “I'm sorry, Ngger. This is not my decision, but the decision of the gods also want to uproot your life as a guarantee you do not join the war,” he concluded again.

Eagles and Sadewa were shocked at what Vishnu said, but neither dared to protest.

Antarija just smiled, he gave a sign to Lord Vishnu to give time for him for a while. Then he approached the Eagle to give a fold of cloth made of snake skin.

“Uncle, this is a shirt made from my skin. Wear this to protect uncle from incoming attacks. I'm glad to know Uncle.” After giving the parcel to the Eagle, he then looked at Sadewa. “Uncle Sadewa, give my regards to everyone. Sorry, I can't go down again in battle.”

Sadewa rubbed his nephew's head as a sign of blessing. Antarija smiled, he returned to his seat.

“Aready, Ngger? Again, I'm sorry.”

“I'm ready, Hyang Vishnu. But let's do it.” Without waiting for the approval of Lord Vishnu, Antareja lowered his head and kissed his own footprints on the wet ground he had just stepped on.

Instantly his bluish-colored body and filled with snake scales turned into stone. With the help of the blowing wind, his body then disappeared into the wind.

“I'm sorry, Ngger.” Lord Vishnu who had controlled Krishna's body had returned, now Krishna lamented the departure of the king from the kingdom of Basabumi.

The Eagle and Sadewa were silent about the loss of Antareja, there was nothing they could do because this was their destiny. 

“Uncle Krishna, let's go back to Astina.” Sadewa tried to calm Krishna who responded with a nod. The three of them then returned to the kingdom of Astina while carrying news of grief.