THE SUN GOD SWORD
STAR STONE
The meeting eventually resulted in 4 decrees, the first of which was the appointment of Prince Lakuning Banyu as the new King of Surasena, the second of which was the death sentence to Warkudara, the third marriage of the Deity to the Golden Hair Princess, and the last in his appointment Sungsang Geni became King Tombok Cliff.
This last point made Sungsang Geni stand nailing for almost an hour in his room, thinking about the problems that would befall him in the future.
Being a king does sound amazing to most people, some are even willing to kill their own brother for the throne.
Not infrequently, people do tactics ‘enemies in duvet’ just to sit on top of the singasana. But not with Sungsang Geni, being king would curb his wiggle room.
“I have to find a way to avoid this problem!” muttered Sungsang Geni.
“Your Majesty the King, what do you think!” Mahesa Temptation. After the death of her lover a few days ago, the young man's face was never as bright as today.
Sungsang Geni let out a long sigh, then approached his best friend, “I really don't want to be an important person, they will take away my freedom from today.”
Hearing him, Mahesa laughed out loud, “That's weird of you friends, a lot of people who want what you get, but you refused!” instead
“You don't understand what I'm thinking!”
“I understand.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I know you intend to be a wanderer, fight bad guys, destroy your enemies and possibly fight the Toxic Mask.” Mahesa paused, then went back to explaining, “Listen to me, this is your destiny, to be a leader. I'm sure there's something good behind all this.”
Hearing Mahesa's words, Sungsang Geni was even more pensive. He will not accept if his freedom is taken away, there are many things that must be learned, but being a leader is not one of them.
After a few minutes of hard thinking, Sungsang Geni smiled cheerfully, even his rare laughter now sounded.
“I have a plan, do you want to comply with my request?” Speak himself.
“Plan?” Mahesa frowned, then squinted suspiciously, “I will comply with all your requests except to help you escape.”
Sungsang Geni chuckled, “Not run away, that's the thing that will demean me. I want to elevate you to Mahapatih.”
“A’ what?” This time Mahesa who was stunned was not a bitch, he rushed to pour water into a cup, then drank it hurriedly. “Uhuk...uhuk!”
“You can't refuse it, you promised.” Sungsang Geni said satisfied , “I'll go wandering, and you're in charge of Palace!”
“Tu...tu...wait! are you kidding me?”
“No..”
“Sialan.” Mahesa patted her forehead very hard, realizing that Sungsang Geni had trapped her with a small trick. Yes, sometimes small tricks work better for smart people.
***
Two days after the fourth point of the meeting decision was carried out with great fanfare, except for the death sentence of Warkudara, Sungsang Geni went to bring a black stone out of Surasena Palace.
He breezed away from Mahesa, who was now in charge of all correspondence regarding the kingdom of Tombok Tebing. There are many things to be resolved regarding the transition of Power.
Still clearly ringing in Mahesa's ear, the young man said the sun, ‘Ya, Mahapatih! I have a little business, so I leave the royal business to you, work well as long as I go.’
Mahesa slammed paper-crackers in front of her, “I regret having agreed to her wish, basic Youth Gemblung.”
“Happy Afternoon King Tombok Cliffs.” Some of the soldiers Sungsang Geni passed bowed respectfully. But the young man shook his head, then passed without saying a word.
“Why is our hero, not usually he so?” they start guessing.
Sungsang Geni came out from the main wall of the Royal Palace, walking southwest. The most quiet and peaceful area, because the residents there only rely on hoes and machetes to find sustenance.
Sungsang Geni glanced east for a while, he found the small river he saw in the back yard of the Palace, out of the cavity of the main royal wall, irrigating the rice fields of the citizens.
Sungsang Geni stepped on the wide road, which split the rice fields. “No horse, there is a region like this in Surasena, I think everyone is looking for sustenance by trading.”
“Kisanak, may I ask, where is Uncle Batucer's house!” Sungsang Geni approached one of the residents who was resting on top of his hut.
“Your Majesty King Tombok Cliff,” He immediately saluted, “Walk continues, after the fork you choose right then walk again, after finding the intersection you choose left, home at the end.”
“Thank you, for the help!” Said Sungsang Geni, and once again they bowed their heads in salute.
Almost 2 hours long the young man hung around looking for a way because he was lost, until finally he arrived also in front of the bamboo gate of the house he was headed.
The courtyard of his house was filled with stone sculptures sculpted with high quality art, Sungsang Geni was amazed to see him.
“Uncle looking for who?” A boy ran up to Sungsang Geni.
“This is really home, Ciptorogo?” answer Sungsang Geni, “Builder is here?”
“Come in!” The boy took Sungsang Geni into a large enough house with many art books shielding its walls.
A man, probably in his 57s, looked carefully at Sungsang Geni, even more thoroughly as he stared at the black stone the young man was carrying.
“Uncle Ciptorogo?” ask Sungsang Geni.
That person only nodded while playing his mustache, ever since he noticed the stone that Sungsang Geni was carrying his eyes did not blink an inch.
“I can't buy this stone!” he then said, “No one can afford!” continued.
“Ma’af Uncle, but I do not intend to sell this stone, my arrival here just want to make a sword with this object.” Answer Sungsang Geni.
“Father, uncle's face looks like Sektsa in a paper leaflet stuck on the walls of our neighbors.”
“Really?” Ciptorogo again pay attention to Sungsang Geni, some time later and he jerked “Yang Mulia Raja..!”.
Sungsang Geni let out a long sigh, “Uncle, do not have to call me that, just call me Geni. about this stone, if you can forge it into a weapon, I like it because this stone can absorb heat.”
“Not only absorb, but also save it!” connect Ciptorogo, “Come with me.”
Ciptorogo took Sungsang Geni to the second floor of his house, the floor was like a library room that held books, papers, and some scrolls of notes.
“There are five thousand types of stones in the world, 100 of the best, 30 of the 100 types are the hardest and only 1 of the 30 types are the rarest, in your hands, it is, is the rarest type, Your Highness”
Ciptorogo searched for several books, “Not this one” he said, then there were more books he read, scattered papers and wide open rolls of paper.
“This is it!” Ciptorogo looks like he found the book he was looking for, “Sama is exactly what it says here, black, red and heavy. I don't know why you could lift it, but it's written in this book, it's very heavy.”
Sungsang Geni put the stone on the table, nothing happened on the table, then Ciptorogo intends to lift it, but the stone does not budge, “Not heavy, this stone chose its master.”
“This stone, actually what kind of stone uncle?”the face of Sungsang Geni was filled with curiosity
“Roll star stone, not from earth but from there!” Ciptorogo points to the sky, “Sometimes people call it a shooting star.”