The Javanese Land Swordsman
Treaty
The people who managed to return to Turkey did not have more than 40 lives. A very uncountable number at first. They went home with a deep sense of fear and trauma.
People who have just come from Java are faced with the Sultan.
“We are many who died were devoured by demits, jinn and the like.”
The Sultan was astonished and saddened to hear it. He clenched his hands to suppress his emotions.
Then the Sultan ordered to call Shaykh Subakir to face him.
...
Immediately, Shaykh Subakir faced the King.
The King said wisely:
“Your Shaykh sir whom I appointed, go to the island of Java and install the collision! Place it on the middle mountain, so that the softness of the subtle creature goes. And bring 20,000 Indians, so that they settle down to live in the land of Java and complete with weaponry!”
“As His Majesty said,” Shaykh Subakir saluted and rushed away.
After sailing to Hindustan to pick up 20,000 Indians, Shaykh Subakir with them continued sailing to the island of Java.
...
“What are the logs..it was originally a boat?”
Arriving on the North coast of Java, the expedition members saw many sailboats that had been damaged. They trembled a little while pulling the boat over.
Shaykh Subakir got off the boat. Facing the others, he said:
“Okay my brothers! Please listen to my message!”
The attention of the Indians was immediately drawn to Shaykh Subakir. Then Shaykh Subakir continued his speech.
“I just want to tell you not to leave this place! Eat and drink it! If you have to, you can go to the forest but not far away, and not alone! I repeat.. Never leave this beach until I get back here!”
Shaykh Subakir is a respected figure. So that they believe what he says. Then Shaykh Subakir walked into the forest.
...
The sun hides away, replaced by the moon and the stars that adorn the sky.
While removing the obstructing foliage, Shaykh Subakir moved east. He moved towards the central part of Java island.
Until now, Shaykh Subakir still has not found any irregularities in this land. But he sure will face it. So that vigilance is still needed.
“Aaa... aarrgg!!”
A man leaning against a tree trunk. The man had a pale face with blood on his arm.
...Is he just a stay?
Shaykh Subakir slowly approached the man. By blocking the turban that was wrapped around his neck, he looked around vigilantly
A few more steps before approaching, the leaning man turned towards Shaykh Subakir with a gripping look.
Then Shaykh Subakir reflected himself to jump backwards. Then suddenly his body stopped in midair, as if something had impregnated the arm of Shaykh Subakir.
Faintly, but Shaykh Subakir can still see it. The figure of a non-human being was locking his movements.
Ssrruutts...
Shaykh Subakir's turban moves itself. The object moved and then hit the creature that blocked Shaykh Subakir until it was released.
Shaykh Subakir again set the ground. The victim also returned to his grasp.
It is true that Shaykh Subakir is being attacked by the jinn. But until now the other subtle creatures are still hiding while carrying out the plan.
“What are you doing here?”
“Why are you here?”
“What's your goal?”
“Forget your way!”
“Follow us!”
“Yes, come with us then you will be happy!”
“...or, just die!”
While hearing the incitement of the subtle-creatures, Shaykh Subakir closed his eyes as he raised his hands in prayer.
Shaykh Subakir slowly opened his eyes, calmly saying:
“Temptation like that, will not work for me.”
Shaykh Subakir flicked the turban, widening and extending from its original size. Then the turban is slowly touched to the ground surface.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, then began to emerge vibrations from the surrounding trees.
“Ggrrr...!”
Seen from anywhere that one attack gives a considerable effect for the creatures soften around.
...I must leave immediately, if their numbers continue to grow it will be troublesome
...Just a few more meters
Shaykh Subakir rushed towards the top of the mountain.
The jinn and the softeners are getting more violent. They even controlled the trees to attack.
Shaykh Subakir skipped over the tree trunk that invaded with cunning.
...There was no more time, before there was a figure of a stronger being.
Shaykh Subakir is still moving with all his might. passing through the land that is winding after the trees that keep trying to hit it.
...That's her!
Shaykh Subakir took out a small log from his bare hands. He hurriedly stuck it to the ground.
“Aarrrggghhh..!!”
Simultaneously several twigs had managed to make a nest on the back of Shaykh Subakir.
...It's nothing.
Shaykh Subakir sat cross-legged in front of the stick while enduring the pain. Stay calm while praying:
“By mentioning your name..”.
The defense of Shaykh Subakir is empty, even the subtle creatures cannot hold themselves back anymore.
“What are you doing!?”
“Kkraaa.!”
Something did not look to sting the jinn who were trying to attack.
“What?”
“Hoy! what exactly is..?”
“Either why, my body feels hot!”
Shaykh Subakir was still sitting quietly like water. As time goes by the wind waves start to circle and flick the softeners.
From then on no one could attack Shaykh Subakir. Because in certain areas the softeners will be overheated, and the range extends every time.
There was a commotion on the island of Java. The natural situation changed, which had been calm with the cold wind blowing and the field moon, instantly turned into a disaster.
The weather became suddenly cloudy, the wind moved quickly, the typhoon slashed everything, lightning struck, the roar of thunder, and the rain of fire due to the anger of the mountain.
The incident took place over three days and three nights. The people of the soft, jinn, and demons fled because of the heat caused by the fall of Shaykh Subakir.
After the shocking event, nature calmed down again. Silent, stuffy and pitch-black silence covers the sky weather of the island of Java.
Blaarr...
An unknown creature attacked Shaykh Subakir. He made himself fall from the top.
“Mr Subakir, as a priest who dodges why did you come here to make damage?”
Shaykh Subakir looked up at the creature and said slowly:
“Kisanak..Who are you? Where did you come out of? So what do we need kisanak?”
“I am Javanese, I want to talk to mr.”
“The news of the land of Java is a place that has not been human, a place that is still a wilderness.”
“That's a long story on the island of Java, but in fact I am a Javanese, I existed before the master came. I occupied and settled on mountain shoots for 9,000 years.”
“Hi what nation are you? Is it really human? Your age is not playing. Hey kisanak..! confess it! Keep bright on me.”
The creature made it clear to Shaykh Subakir, then said by showing authority:
“I am not a human being. I am the oldest land in Java, the son of the Gods. The so-called Mayan Manik yes I am, Sang Hyang Sist yes I am, dahnyang Teritoti yes I am, Rekanaya yes me, Sang Hyang Ening is my name, my name, yes I am the one called Sang Hyang Semar.”.
The Semar came down from the top, approached Shaykh Subakir and continued his words:
“If you do not know yet, this is the form of the body of the servant. All the creatures that are here are my descendants. So, why did master make damage to all the children of the servant's grandchildren?”
“That's not what I mean, I was sent by my king to fill the island of Java with people. It's already God's will, can't you get in the way.”
“Alright, if that is the destiny of Java island, but.. how are you responsible for this?”
“I understand, sit down first, kisanak! It will be a pretty long talk.”