THE PRABU'S SECRET
MESSAGE FROM SKYYA SUKMANA

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In the Real world.

They waited for a long time outside, but Prabu Asmalaraya Arya Ardhana had not yet come out of the King's private room.

"What are my two children doing? Why are they in there so long?." In the heart of the Queen. "O Allah, may the son of the servant nanda cakara casugraha be well in O Allah." The feeling of anxiety grew, let alone his memory of how hurt his heart was when he separated from the child he loved so much.

"Relax your mother, Rayi Prabu will be fine." Princess Andhini Andita again tried to calm the heart of Queen Goddess Anindyaswari.

"We wait once again mother, Rayi Prabu will definitely be fine." So is Raden Hadyan Hastanta.

Meanwhile in the subconscious Prabu Asmalaraya Arya Ardhana and Jaya Satria.

"This sword? What sword is this master swordsman?." Jaya Satria was surprised because the sword seemed to hold her hand tightly. "Why is the prestige this sword emits so dark?."

"That's the breadfruit-smelting sword! Just use that sword to defeat them." The reply.

"Does this sword have a special style? It seems like this sword is not easy to use just like that." Jaya Satria asked again.

"You don't have to learn any special skills! Just use the moves you think are appropriate to play the sword." Sukmana's celestial body collapsed, and he dropped himself, leaning his body against the tree, because it was no longer strong. "Use a very dangerous move you think!."

"All right then." The Jaya Satria understood what the celestial sukmana said. "Then I'll use that style." In his heart thought of the dangerous moves he once had.

"Show me what greatness you have." In the heart of the sky Sukmana. He could still see it, although it was not very clear anymore. "I can feel if you can use that sword." In his heart was sure.

"Even though you used a breadfruit-smelting sword? Not that we're afraid of you, young man, we can still beat you." Anggraini had managed to break free from the pressure of the wind that challenged Jaya Satria

"Take out all the moves you have! I wonder how powerful your science can be."

"I don't need to show off the magic that I have!." The reply. "Even God knows it! I fear God, I fear God is angry with me because I have a self-serving attitude."

"You don't have to talk too much young! No need to humble yourself like that!" Ki Resmana really does not like that style.

"God! Just tell me you're afraid of us? And you can't use that sword, can you?." Anggraini greatly underestimated Jaya Satria.

"Or are you scared? When I get home later? You're embarrassing your mother to see her pathetic son? A coward-."

But Ki Seta had not been able to continue his words, they were surprised by a strong wind slash that hit their bodies, leaving them stunned for a moment. Eve slash was so strong that it made the surrounding leaves fall.

There was a red aura enveloping the masked young man's body, as well as the tribe's melting sword. They were very surprised to see such an unusual sight. Never had they seen such a terrifying air, not even the Sukmana Skyscraper who was an assassin swordsman was like that killing him.

"Devil strip! Why is the power of the breadfruit-smelting sword even different from the previous one? Who are you really, young man?!."

The ambiance turned sinister, not friendly at all. As if there was another air dominating the air around.

"What should we do? Are we going to move forward?."

"We have to move forward!."

"I won't back down a single item!."

"You guys are really useless people! His life only makes a crime, and you dare to humble me by carrying my mother's name?." The masked young man looked extremely angry. "You will take punishment from me!." His voice sounded different this time, as he held back his anger.

"The young man seemed to be very angry, the pure air he showed was very different from the previous one." Sky Warrior Sukmana observed that. "That pure reddish air is the power that arises from his anger." His eyes caught well how the red air enveloped Jaya Satria's body. "Very pure from his heart, maybe that's why the sword of the serene breadfucker was in his grasp?." The sky Sukmana was curious. "Because the darkness that is in his body does not harm others at all, but instead he has a very strong desire to protect the people he loves very much." At least that's the impression of the Sky Warrior Sukmana when paying attention to Jaya Satria.

"We don't need to be afraid of the boy yesterday afternoon! Let's attack him together!." Anggraini was fed up just because they were silent.

"Yes, let's just finish him off first, and then we'll finish off that heavenly bastard!."

"Let's combine our powers!."

They channeled their own pure air, issuing their respective styles. Combine their forces to attack Jaya Satria.

"All right then." Jaya Satria smiled slightly. "Looks like you can't talk anymore, don't blame me? If I kill you with the sword of the tribe." Jaya Satria plays the style he has. The moves he got a month ago from a great swordsman who was kind enough to teach him.

"Bad! Wasn't that the claw-like dragon claw of lightning?!." The three of them were shocked, as they recognized the dangerous move.

"Only the crazy old swordsman from the long branch forest mastered that style."

"How can you have that style?! Fucking shit!."

"You don't have to talk too much! Don't ask too many questions! I'm tired of you guys!." After that, he continued to play that game.

The surrounding wind actually turned strange, as if there were streams of lightning flowing there. To make them grimace in pain. Their bodies really could not be moved anymore.

"The young man does look very dangerous." In Skyya's heart Sukmana noticed that. "His strength is very powerful, and I did not expect if he mastered the claw dragon style of lightning claws, the skill I had dreamed of combining it with the power of the sword of the tribe's smelter." In his heart was amazed to see Jaya Satria who beat up the old warriors by combining the game of martial arts fusion sword style and dragon claw style lightning claws.

"Kegh! The lightning dragon that emerged from that stance, made the wind around feel painful."

Their movements were completely stopped, it was difficult to move in a body condition that was being fed by lightning like that. But they tried their hardest to move, although in the end all three died in the hands of Jaya Satria.

"Astaghfirullah hal'azim o Allah." In Jaya's heart Satria was very afraid because he could not control the anger that had controlled him. "Yahujana? Mother mothership? What should nanda do? Nanda please, father? Mother?." In such circumstances Jaya Satria is very remembered with her parents who always remind her to always be patient.

"My son nanda cakara casugraha?." The voice was Gusti Prabu Kawiswara Arya Ragnala who was very worried about his son who was overwhelmed by anger. "Take it easy, don't follow your anger, father is always with you, you are my great son, you can definitely calm yourself, my son."

"My son cakara casugraha? Mother, please control yourself, son? Mother please listen to my mother's voice, son?." The voice of Queen Goddess Anindyaswari also helped calm her child who was being controlled by anger. "The mother always loved the nanda, the mother always waited for the return of the nanda." The voice sounded very soft, a mother's longing for her child who had not returned for a long time.

That voice, the voice that always makes him calm again, speechless, trying to remember the two parents he loved so much. Jaya Satria who at that time with all her might dispelled her anger by way of remembrance, and said good sentences so that her heart was calmer.

"Mother? The fatherland? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." His heart grieved that he could not meet his father and mother because he had to go on a journey of self-soothing for five years. "I'm sorry that nanda still can't change herself in a better direction." His heart was filled with anger that he could not control.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!."

He heard the sound of someone coughing in his sadness.he turned his gaze, saw the person he helped earlier.

"Uncle? I'll help uncle, I'll try to treat uncle." Jaya Satria looks very panicked, she tries to channel her inner power.

"Not to." He held Jaya Satria's hand.  "It's okay." With a gentle smile he said so.

"This is your sword, I give it back to you." Jaya Satria handed over the sword.

"It looks like you're the right person to hold this sword." Langitya Sukmana kemabli held Jaya Satria's hand. His breathing began to feel heavy, his eyes began to feel sleepy like he wanted to sleep.

"I'm not strong anymore either." This time his voice sounded faint. "I'll leave this breadfruit-smelting sword to you." It seemed that his consciousness could barely be mastered anymore.

"But why? Isn't the weapon for a swordsman very important? Why did you just give it to him?."

"I have good eyes to see one's ability." He said softly, occasionally the eyes looked soft, resisting the drowsiness that was so heavy.

But there was no response from Jaya Satria, inexplicably he felt sympathy for the Sky Warrior Sukmana who looked very painful.

"You are wandering, controlling the anger that is within you." With great difficulty he conveyed what he saw from within Jaya Satria. "The power you have is not a curse, but a divine grace for you to do good, even if it looks evil in the eyes of others, just as I do." Further. The pain was getting worse because his body was like being gnawed by a very thick darkness.

"Please, listen to me, I want to save you." Jaya Satria could not bear to see the Sky Warrior Sukmana who was in pain. But unfortunately the swordsman refused him, he held Jaya Satria's hand when he wanted to channel his internal energy.

"The breadfiller sword is a ferocious sword, which absorbs the darkness possessed by a person." He tried to explain it again. "However, when it's in your hands? The sword was very calm, it also felt peaceful." He looked into Jaya Satria's watery eyes as it held back his crying.

"Sir master? Please listen to me." Jaya Satria almost cried because she couldn't stand it anymore.

"This sword can be a killer to its master for absorbing too much darkness from others, which is why I can no longer endure." He felt all the weight that the Sukma-smelting sword had absorbed.

"Master." Jaya Satria tried to strengthen herself.

"But I still forced myself to keep using it, because I was fed up with this cruel world." Her tears rolled down her cheeks, remembering everything she had passed. "From childhood I always suffered because those in power persecuted me." Unknowingly, her tears just flowed.

"Yes, master swordsman did feel a very bitter thing in the past." Jaya Satria also cried, she could not stand such a situation.

"The breadfruiter will be your friend in dealing with the problems you will face later." With a gentle smile he said so. "There is no need for a special style to control it, just channel your pure air, and play the style that you think fits this sword." He smiled slightly at Jaya Satria.

"I can't accept it, I beg you to endure master swordsman, I'm very sure you're needed by the crowd." Jaya Satria can feel that.

"I entrust this breadfruit-smelting sword to you, take good care of it." He forced himself to continue to express his feelings. "May you be a kind leader, listen to the cry of the people, give justice to anyone, never mind your ears just to hear their complaints."

So much was conveyed by Skyya Sukmana before he died. The masked young man can feel what the sky felt Sukmana for the past ten years. The young man seemed to see everything. The memory of the sukmana skyya, about the beginning of it to become a swordsman of assassins, until ten years passed.

It is not a short time to bear all the burdens he has. The burden of the darkness from the sword of the breadfruit melter has made it a container of darkness. After that, the sword of the tribe of the smelter drew back the consciousness of Asmalaraya Arya Ardhana and Jaya Satria.

Still in the subconscious, both of them stand before the sword of the tribe that still radiates darkness. So many memories are shown by the Sukma smelter sword to both of them about the Sukmana Skylord swordsman as long as he uses the sword to build justice that will never be given to the government to the small people who scream to suffer for what which they have done.

"It looks like this country will be engulfed in a very thick darkness." Suddenly the sword changed into the Sky Sukmana. But that appearance did not change at all, the same when he was last alive.

The deg!.

Prabu Asmalaraya Arya Ardhana and Jaya Satria were shocked when they saw the figure.

"Aren't you the swordsman?."

"How is that possible?."

"I am but his darkness, this is his container in the sword of the melter of the tribe." The reply.

"But why does the sword of the breadfruit attract darkness? Didn't you say this sword is safe in my hands?."

Sky Warrior Sukmana was silent for a moment, staring deep into the eyes of Prabu Asmalaraya Arya Ardhana and Jaya Satria.

"In the near future, the breadfruit-smelting sword will rise again! For there will be a darkness that will envelop this land."

After saying so, the Skyya Sukmana disappeared, changing into a tribe-smelting sword. Not long after, they returned to the conscious.

"Astaghfirullah hal'azim o Allah." The two set their pure air quietly.

"So that's why the breadfruit-smelting sword trembled. Because the darkness he was about to receive was so great."

"Yes, gusti prabu is right."

Both of them looked anxious, given what was going to happen?.

"But what kind of darkness will engulf this land?. I really don't feel good at jaya satria."

"I don't know either, it looks like it's a serious matter." His heart was very uncomfortable with the matter. "But we don't know what's going to happen to this country? We only pray to God, may this country always be safe."

"Aamiin, O God."

Both only hope, hope and continue to hope that no disaster will befall this country.

"Then, tell the speakers to be always vigilant, also hold a lecture every night after the magrib, continue to do good, may God always protect us all."

"Sandika gusti prabu."

Yeah, that's all he can say. His heart is very agitated. His heart was alert to what the sukmana sky was saying about the darkness.

But at that moment there was a rather loud knock on the door, to divert their eyes.

"Assalamu'alaikum my son? Can my mother come in?."

"Wa'alaikumussalam mother, of course mother."

Not long ago seen the figure of Queen Goddess Anindyaswari who looks very anxious.

"Mother? Yunda's? Raka?."

"I'm sorry Rayi, mother doesn't."

"Why is Nanda so long in this room? What is nanda talking about? Mother was very worried."

"That's Rayi Prabu, jaya satria, we're really worried about you both."

"I'm sorry mommy, I'm sorry you're worried about me."

"I'm sorry for the servant also for making Gusti Queen, also Gusti Putri feel anxious."

They only sighed, because many things made them feel very anxious. What will happen next?. Take a good look at the next story.

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