The Javanese Land Swordsman
Goa White Stork
A bright morning illuminates Padi Island. Everything went as usual. Cars and motorcycles filled the streets. Not to forget the students who went to school on their bikes.
On the other hand, Bima and the others are still in Rahayu's house. Not like yesterday who left early in the morning.
Bima sits in a chair while flailing television channel, “hhhaaahh... gini day there is no exciting television series.”
Then-then
*...Mysterious footage electrifying netizen-*
“What is this..? Uncle Hero..! Just take a look at this.!”
Wira coming from behind, “ada what?”
“See that.!”
*...The video showing the frozen ocean was taken on the coast of the Java Sea-* forest*
“Wire! If this could-can occur panic in Java Island.”
“If that's me a little less sure uncle, does anyone still believe that?”
“Although not believing, one day they must feel something strange.. Because basically, the Javanese are no stranger to delicate creatures or demons.”
“But about panic, it I don't think it will.”
“You mean?”
“Uncle knows the nature of people... It is possible that if there is such an oddity appears, they will even be more curious and not a few will take photos.”
“True yes..”
They laughed out loud.
“Crazy both of you! Life is made of jokes..! Well, I just want to say breakfast is ready, you take your own rations,” said Laras with a position that still holds a vegetable spoon.
“Alright, come on Bima!” The hero is heading for the kitchen.
“Woah.. Like a mother-mom yes.*tung.* ah.! ouch..! You're sick tofu!” Bima walked while holding the head that was hit by Laras.
“Udah. eat there!”
“Iya.. Yes.”
.....
“Thank you yes.. want to stop by!”
“We also thank.”
“Come again yes, Mas Bima!”
“Yes, see you again!”
After saying goodbye to Mbak Rahayu and Haidar, Bima and the others went again to the east. They plan to go directly to the next spring.
A few minutes away, they arrived at their destination. There is a beautiful little temple there. Although quiet, the place still looks clean. The people there can still take good care of him.
“Finally you came again yes, Patih Wira,” someone old man shook the hand of Wira. From his appearance, it could be known that he was the elder here.
“Iya, this time I brought talented students.”
“It looks like it is, just by looking at it I already know.”
Then Bima, Laras and Fatim introduced themselves.
“Oalah.. So this is your daughter..! .. And greetings know, I am Sumirin, the caretaker of this place.”
“Greetings, Mr. Sumirin.” they looked down at the man in front of him.
“Alright, just go straight to where the spring you are looking for.”
A well shaped like in general. But the architecture has been made like Chinese style.
Bima drew that well. Alternately, Laras and Fatim washed their faces using the water. Then followed Bima who also used the water.
'Did you hear me, Bima?' ask Nyi Blorong.
'This is because of the effect of this water, if you have used the five holy springs, just imagine, you can talk to me.'
“Like that edge yeah.?” mummified Bima.
“You're not in a hurry, are you? If there is still time, let's go inside first,” Sumirin.
They walked in one of the rooms in the temple. They sat cross-legged on a mat.
“How is it going?” ask Sumirin.
“So far, we know there are levels in the dedemit.. There are Sudra, Waisya, Knights, and Brahma,” Wira said.
“Isn't that a Hindu caste?”
“That's how it is, but it is like that which is written on one of Jayabaya Fiber.”
“Excuse me,” someone brought 5 cups of tea on a tray. Then distributed it to the guests and Sumirin.
“Thank you.”
After giving all the tea, the person wearing the robe rushed out. Then they continued the conversation.
“While you are young people, what are your abilities?”
Bima tells the story of Nyi Blorong and Laras tells about the spirit of Srikandi. As for the case of Fatim, Wira said it.
“Mumpung is here, will you guys pay a visit to the cave?” ask Sumirin.
“There is also such a thing!?” Bima was immediately excited.
“This time I'm not coming, you guys go together Mr. Sumirin.”
“Good.”
“Fatim come too?” ask Laras.
“Of course.”
“We have to walk about three hundred meters from here, are you guys still willing?”
No one objected. They passed through a field with some big trees. That's how people call a place like this.
After climbing several levels, they saw a statue and a curved iron gate with the inscription 'goa tan tieh shioe cyan' signifying that they were near. Then there was a cave that was about 2 meters above the ground.
The front entrance of the cave is circular. As for the right and left porches that add to the aesthetics of the sacred place. Each portico is also connected at the center.
This is not a natural cave. But artificial cave made of rocks and cement. He said, this cave was completed in 1922 by travelers who bleed down Chinese. Approximately the area of this building is 10 × 6 meters.
In the central hall of Goa there is a prayer table, and on the prayer table there are tools for true and a photo of a Chinese figure, namely Tan Tik Sioe. In addition, there is also a statue depicting the figure. Sumirin said that this place was once the Tan Tik Sioe hermitage.
“What is this writing?” Bima is wall-wielding.
“It was one of the teachings written by Tan Tik Sioe, containing about the lessons of human life,” Sumirin said.
In another cave place, there is also a statue that is still maintained. The statue is a form of the figure of gods and goddesses Kwanim, Kwankong riding a horse, Statue of the Old Man with a white crane, Lo Tjia who wears a robe and others.
“Perhaps that's all I can say, is there a question?”
They looked at each other confused as to what to ask. Or not knowing what to ask.
“Then, we're back! Your journey is still long, isn't it?”
“Good.”
They rushed back to the temple. It looks like the girl is on the terrace facing down while holding her head.
“Oh.. You guys have come, right? How..what's fun? Well.. If Bima really does not need to be asked again.”
“Uncle, why? Did something happen?” Ask Bima.
“Hhmm? What's wrong?” said Wira Serambi stroking Fatim's head.
“Ah, no,” at that time Bima felt there was something strange with Patih Wira.