The Javanese Land Swordsman
The Rising Sun Family

Bima and his friends started the journey again. Their destination is the next spring located in Karangrejo sub-district. It should also go as usual. But-the

Bima just kept staring at Wira who was driving a car. He actually felt something was strange with the man, as if Wira was hiding something.

“Hhmm? Why do you see me like that?”

“Nothing.. By the way are we going to stop by something first?”

“Sorry, I think from now on we can't relax anymore, we don't have much time.”

“So yes.”

After hearing Patih Wira's answer, Bima was increasingly convinced that something was wrong. He intends to question her later.

It takes 3 hours to get to Karanganyar. It is located in a small village called Klampok. This place is no different from the other villages.

Bima's suspicions grew even greater when they were taking the springs there. At that time the hero did not say a word at all. He just silently stared towards the eyes of the Western wind.

“Uncle..! Tell me about something that bothers you that.!” Bima walked towards the Hero who was behind him.

“Can't.”

“What's really why? I know that I am young, but.. Trust me!”

“I understand your feelings, but can't... At least I want to tell you four eyes!”

“A-”

“Hay..! Romo.. My Bima..! Here.!” Shouted Fatim while waving his hand.

“Iya.. Romo get there..! Anyway, I'm fine,” Wira held Bima's head for a moment, then went towards Fatim.

“What do you think has happened, Nyi Blorong?”

'See, but obviously something must have happened in the Kingdom of Ngayogyakarta'

“Mas Bima..! Come onl.. Check this out.!”

“Iya.. I was there.” Bima ran to the other who was looking towards the spring.

“Mana.. According to Mas Bima?”

Bima saw the springs issuing a flow of colors that blend together, “wah beautifully..! Fatim, you did this?”

“Iya.. I did it according to Princess Genowati's direction, Great isn't it?”

“Wah great, even though it is still a few days you have that power.”

“My daughter is great.” Wira smiled as she hugged and kissed Fatim's forehead.

On the other hand, Laras was just silently glued to the sight. He was so impressed that he didn't know what to say. It will be a great memory. Baras took photos together.

“Alright, time to continue the journey,” Wira stood up.

“Means less two places yes.?” mummified Bima.

“It's afternoon, we'll stop by someone's house.”

“Who? Uncle acquaintance?”

“Yes.. You could say so.”

In the afternoon, they came to a secluded place. There were only trees around the car. Then there is a house out there.

The house that has architecture is different from the Javanese house in general. Wood dominated the building. It was clear that it was not a Javanese house. Then the others got out of the car to see him.

“They call this house by the name of Minka,” said Wira.

“Minka?”

The hero took the lead in front and said, “this is how they say hello.. Sumimasen.!”

Of course Bima and the others were confused by what Wira just said.

Grreeek...! The wooden door opened with a shift. Then came a man who was about the same age as the Hero.

“Aahh.. Hero yes.. Long time no see,” said.

“Hahaha.. about three years yes, Yoshida Sano.”.

Bima is no stranger to the style of such a name, “name is kayak..”.

“Yes, this man is the descendant of the Japanese people who once colonized this country,” explained Wira.

“I understand... Ah introduce my name Bima.”

“Already, no need to be formal.. While this girl?”

“Laras,” sahut Solas himself.

“And this one is my daughter, Fatim.”

“Nice to meet you, Uncle.”

“So yes.. Ah yes please come in!”

They also enter. The floor of the house is a piece of wood lined up higher than the ground around the pedestal.

“Hey, Kaede..! We have guests, can you prepare tea for them!” exciting Sano.

“Good, dad.!” the voice of a woman.

Although Japanese, but their daily language uses Indonesian. 'So these guys really lived a long time ago huh?' thought Bima.

The building seems very traditional. Especially in the middle of the forest, maybe some people will think that this is a haunted house.

They faced each other while sitting on a pedestal in the form of a pillow. Each one uses one except Fatim who was held by Wira.

“So gini, Sano-san.can you allow us to spend the night here?” The hero lowered his head.

“Of course, I told you, right? If you need help, just talk to me, Wira!”

“Ah.. Thank you very much.”

“By the way uncle, why are you so familiar?” ask Laras. At that time Bima was surprised because the barrel is usually just silent.

“Yahh.. Is something that happened.”

“Yes, because of my negligence, I was almost killed by a demit in the form of our ancestors, so I am deeply indebted for the incident.”

“Not to overdo it.. It was Sano-san who saved me.”

“That's the point.”

Degs.. Degs.. Degs.. The sound of footsteps rang out from the side hallway.

“Please, tea,” a woman handed out tea to them. He wears a patterned cloth that covers the entire body. On his waist there is also a cloth belt tied. More simply, a Kimono.

“Include, she is my daughter, Kaede.”

“I Bima.”

“And I'm Baras,” the glare of Baras sparkling at Kaede.

“I too..! My name is Fatim.”

“Ah.. greetings know all,” while hugging a circular tray, Kaede looked down at them.

“We also.”

“I hope you all can be familiar.”

Kruccuk.. Kruccuk.. The sound of someone's stomach ringing.

“That was not me,” said Fatim while covering his face. The others laughed at his behavior.

“Kaede.. Can you prepare them dinner too.?” Sano.

“Good, dad!”

“Let me help,” Laras rise to his feet.

“But..”.

“It's okay.. Let us also do something for you.”

“Romo.. Can I too..?” fatim whispered to his father.

“Do not..! Fatim even bothers.”

“Udahlah, please allow Wira!” Sano. Hearing that, Fatim immediately looked inwards towards his father.

In the end, the three of them together went to the kitchen. Leaving the right guys sitting in place.

“Kaede, good daughter yes.” says Wira

“Yes, that's how I think.”

.....

“Sorry to have you waiting!” The three women returned with food. Each carries two trays in hand.

“Eh..? What's with your clothes?” Bima was amazed by the appearance of the woman before him. Especially with a woman named Baras.

The magenta-colored kimono maximized the aura of beauty on him. The hair is knotted, making the neck color yellow langsat exposed clearly. Bima at that time thought that Laras was the ideal Asian woman.

Fatim is also not inferior, the color of the cat is striking on the Kimono. She is so cute in those clothes.

“Laras-san said that she was interested in this outfit, so I lent her a kimono. and it turned out to be the result.” when Kaede said like that, Laras bowed shyly while sharing food.

“How, Romo?” Fatim turned around to flick his clothes.

“Yes, it is very suitable for Fatim,”

“Allow!? Ahaha.” Fatim laughed a little.

All food is shared. The style of the dish was very different from what the natives used to eat.

“What's up, Bima? You bengong Mulu from earlier?” ask Wira.

“Ah not... it's just..” a moment Bima rolled her eyeballs, “I mean, I'm just not used to Japanese food.”

“Ah.. So yes.”

.....

“Ittadakima!”

All in unison said it except Bima who was confused. He didn't understand what the others just said. Then he looked at the dish and realized that there were only chopsticks.

Bima looked here and there. Everyone uses chopsticks calmly. No exception Laras and Fatim. Only Bima seemed unusual.

“Huuaah..”

“What's up, Bima-san? Don't you like the food?” ask Kaede.

“No, it's just that. I can't use these chopsticks, Bima” tries to take the rice, but it still falls again.

“Alright, I'll get you a spoon first.”

“Aahh.. sorry yes.”

Laras looked at Bima with an annoying cynical smile. He was intent on mocking at that moment.

“What the hell is a look around? Nor can his name.”

“But look..! Fatim alone can do it,” Laras chuckles.

“Whisper.”

.....

“Sleep...! We leave at two in the morning.!” that's what Wira said a few minutes ago.

But on a soft mattress called Futon, Bima was still lying with her eyes open. He still wanted to ask about something that was bothering Wira.

What power, Wira turned out to have fallen asleep in Futon beside her. He might be exhausted, so Bima was reluctant to build it.

Back then Bima really had trouble sleeping, but suddenly her gaze faded. He was unconscious for a moment. Then he suddenly felt forced upwards. Bima could not scream, as she slowly opened her eyes.

“Where is this?”

“Finally you came too, Raden,” said a woman. Judging from his eccentric appearance, he was a figure of the ancients.

“Raden? You mean me..? Wait, my body feels very light now, then.. Ehh..! I'm flying!?”

“Of course you feel light, because right now your soul is separated from raga.”

“A-what!?”