THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTER LVI

Almost nine o'clock at night. The Prigen village began

come around. They are looking for a comfortable place to watch the show.

The mat that was held along the pendopo room began to be full.

Even Radjiman's housemaids began to go back and forth to pick up supplies of mats

backup from the back shed.

Give it to the residents who sit outside the pendopo. They

roll out a mat over the yard and position itself cross-legged.

From the left corner, the snacks of the garden began to be circulated by the mothers.

Calling on guests also asks them to distribute it.

So that all parts without having to bother walking to another corner.

They started to enjoy all the dishes. Even warm ginger drinks

began to be poured into a glass made of bamboo stems.

Meanwhile on stage; Nayogo, Cantrik, Sinden and Dalang begin

showing the long-awaited event.

Rhythmic blows from the gamelan, filled the room. When the sinden

started chanting the style that made the guests speechless.

In the seat of honor sat the elder, pini sepuh village and

Radjiman was staring straight at the stage. Watching the puppeteer turn

the characters in the fight scene.

When the story of the puppeteer enters the climax, suddenly silence

chaff. There was not even a gamelan sound, nor was there any fanfare from the audience.

Everyone was silent. Radjiman and Ki Jarwo. Second

that guy saw everything that happened. The smoke that forms a silhouette

the human figure in front. Right behind the middle mastermind's back

turning his puppet clumped.

The longer the puff formed an old hermit with

a long beard fluttering. And the fog disappeared.

“Goodnight ki Nogo” hello Jarwo.

“Night Jarwo”.

“Nyuwun. What's the matter with Nogo to see us?”

“I just want to tell you, if the demon is not dead Jarwo”.

“Hah! What should we do ki?”

“Go get the fence in your village, Jarwo. Buy four cemani chickens.

His blood was buried in the corner of this village. Cook the meat and give it to the child

Radjiman. He'll be the fence”.

“What nyi Darsi can't die, Ki?”

“His body will die Jarwo but not with his knowledge. She will

forever lived until the twelfth descendant of her was born. Later he who

will resist the science of canoragannya”.

“What's that long?”

“Ya. The embodiment of Darsi will keep looking

sabun”.

“Isn't there another way?”

“His strength will weaken if he preys on non human children

natives. So keep him away from our children”.

“Please help, ki”.

“I'll steer him away from here. And asked him to

married to a non-native, a devotee of riches”.

“From this area?”

“Ha..ha. Of course not. I told him to go to the area

ocean. The waters fit him. And he can find his soul mate. When that time

arrived, with the sincerity of her husband's love. He will be more human.

Until it can suppress the nature of the devil in his body”.

“Thank you, ki” while cupping your hands in the chest.

Ki Nogo raised his hand. Along with

the disappearance of the hermit, the pendopo returned to normal. With the fanfare of the population

village and wayang performances.

***

On Friday night at the Nogo Cave.

Two days after the battle. Abu Darsi is lying

scattered on the hermitage stone.

Just when the full moon's night is full. From the gap in

cave ceiling. The white glow of the moonlight enveloped the ashes

that demon.

The remains of the bodies of the demon creatures that originally piled up, became

it spread to the side and fell to the ground. Shortly thereafter, the tail of a demon

it started moving.

The movement is getting faster. Shuffling left and right. Then

smoke gathered on it. The longer the more and more body shape

a long haired woman.

The grating appears along with the fangs that increase in length.

“Hi..hi..hi” satisfied laughter echoed throughout the cave.

“Please wait for my vengeance curse man!” moving the tail and

throw it against the wall.

“Darsi..”.

The creature turned its body facing back.

“Ya guru”.

“What do you do?”

“Reply those who have already exterminated me, ki”.

“Your strength is still weak”.

“I know, ki. What do I have to do to get my revenge”.

“Go to Hawaiian island. That's the right place for you

ascetic, recover your strength”.

“But ki...?”

“You're worried about your prey?”

“Ya. No delicious babies from Jawa”.

“Ha..ha. It is precisely that later that returns your form, Darsi.

Don't you want to be human again, to see your son?”

“Aaah, yes ki. I forget. This demon grudge is overpowering me”.

“Go Darsi”.

“I'm sorry, Ki”.

“Blaap”.

After Darsi died, back ki Nogo alone in the cave. Sit in

he went up on the hermitage stone and closed his eyes.

His mouth chanted prayers in ancient Javanese. Increasingly

the length of the session was getting louder until it echoed out of the room.

Even the night beasts that inhabit the Ringgit mountain forest

speechless. It's like following the chant of ki Nogo.

The trees also seem to start to sway. In the direction of the wind

the louder it blows. And before long lightning and thunder echoed in

the skies. The rain fell down hard. Answering the prayers of the ascetic.

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