THE TRIDENT OF DEATH
RETURN OF THE LEGITIMATE SULTAN

Behind the uproar that covers every human being in Banten, various questions arise among them. Who killed and hanged the fifteen men? What does the image of the trident mean for the bodies? Did it have anything to do with the killing of some rebel soldiers at the border the other day? Is the Sultan still alive and, the letter was actually signed by him? If he really lives where he is now? Then where are Resi Singo Ireng and Tigers Seta who became the main frontman Parit Wulung? If the Sultan had reappeared and intervened, why did Parit Wulung himself not hang?! 

In an atmosphere that is so confusing and full of unanswered questions, a little hope arises among the people that they will really be free from the rebels. A little hope is also supported by most of the Banten balatentara who are actually still loyal to the Sultan. And from just a little hope for freedom, there came a unanimous determination to take up arms to overthrow the unjust power. 

After all, the only rebel leader who was still entrenched in the palace at that time only lived a Wulung Trench. The others have met death. Singo Ireng and Tiger Seta have been gone since a week, maybe also now just a name only. 

Meanwhile, inside the palace as soon as he saw the fifteen bodies that were hanged, the entire body of Ditch Wulung was like being attacked by cold hot fever. His face was as pale as snow. His neck is ice cold. Who has the work of holding his chief servants in such a way? His guess was harsh on the young man who came last night. 

In his confusion and horror, Parit Wulung forgot to order that the fifteen hanged bodies be taken down. If he regained control of himself, he ordered several groups of troops to clean up all over Kotaraja and investigate the border. 

But before the troops moved, some of the soldiers who were still loyal to the Sultan, together with the people who carried various weapons, had invaded like flood waters. Hope to be free from the rebels, determined to re-establish the kingdom of Banten, as well as public revenge for relatives and relatives who died crushed by the rebels the other day, that's all that makes them without being given command again invaded with great force. 

And when the battle raged intensely then darted three human body figures from the palace wuwungan. The first one was a blue-hooded woman, the second one was a dashing-haired young man and the third one was the Sultan himself. 

Then the fighting spirit of the enforcers of justice was multiplied. Trench Wulung and some of the remains of his high-headed aides survived desperately in the confinement of about thirty soldiers and forty commoners. When the Sultan, Dewi Kerudung Biru and Pendekar Trisula Maut also advanced to the middle of the ring, then only a few waves were killed the main assistants of Parit Wulung. 

This great traitorous man desperately tried to kill himself by slashing a sword into his head. But the Trident of Death was quicker to snatch the weapon. The Sultan and the Blue Veil Goddess then summed up the Wulung Trench. Then the day ended the history of the power of the rebels under the leadership of the traitor Parit Wulung and his friends. Everywhere only a corpse is visible. Everywhere only the sound of the people's trembling and soldiers were heard welcoming victory and cheering Sultan Hasanuddin. 

Then among the people and the soldiers of Banten many shouted. 

"Hanging Ditch Wulung!” 

"Talk his body up to *****!" 

"The traitor's picis law !" 

"Burn it alive!" yell at the other group!.

Meanwhile on the balustrades of the palace, under the fifteen corpses still hanging circling in the blowing of the morning breeze, the Swordsman of the Trident of Death and the Blue Veil Goddess stood before the Sultan. 

"Sultan, we think everything is done now. We both beg ourselves” 

Sultan surprised. "Can't!,” said the Sultan half-screaming. "You two should stay here for a while. Even I have plans to appoint you as the Chief Balattera Banten and my Personal Guards, Rangga!". 

Rangga and Anggini smiled. "Your heart is glorious Sultan,” said Pendekar Trisula Maut. "But we are both adventurous people. The next day we will meet and gather again" 

The sultan was disappointed.. His heart was also deeply moved. "The two of you have contributed greatly to the Kingdom and the people of Banten. I have to announce this right now in front of the people” 

The Sultan took an eight-pointed star-shaped object with a large diamond in the center. "Anggini” said the Sultan to the Blue Veil Goddess, "this object is the main star of the Kingdom of Banten which is only handed over to anyone who has contributed to the Kingdom and the King of Banten. This is also a sign that the one who holds it is the friend of the King and the people of Banten. Accept it'' 

"Sultan...how could I be that low and not at all render any merit must I receive such a star award?"

"Take Anggini. To Rangga I have also given before" 

Embarrassedly Anggini then received also the eight-eyed diamond-shaped star made of gold. 

Suddenly the Sultan remembered something. "Anjarsari, how is Anjarsari ...... ?" 

"Himself no need to worry about the Sultan,” answered the Blue Veil Goddess. "At this time he was still in the Valley of the Stone of Death in nothing less. A train driver and two main soldiers have been sent there to pick him up” 

"Ah, the services of you two are really as high as the sky as the ocean. I'm really grateful” 

The Trident of Death smiled. "It's not really us that you should thank the Sultan. But to the Almighty God. We humans are only servants of God, only tools of God who can only try to keep the provisions in His hands” 

Manggut-mangut sultan. From behind her clothes was taken out Keris Tumbal Wilayuda. With the tip of the weapon he scratched both of his palms so that they bleed. "I hope you two also like to scratch each other's palms" 

Anggini and Rangga looked at each other. "What is Sultan for?" ask Rangga. 

"Gratch only”, urged the Sultan. 

The two people then similarly scratched each other's palms. Rangga scratches the right palm while Anggini left hand. The Sultan then attached his right palm tightly to the right palm of Rangga while the left palm to the left palm of Anggini. Then his hands were raised high into the air. 

And because he could not stem the feeling of his heart, he cried out to the King of Banten. "Brothers, soldiers and people of Banten! Today under your witness, I lift you up to two men who have greatly contributed to us all" 

"Sultan!" the Exhortation of the Trident of Death. "We are only low-level humans, how would you lift brother” 

Sultan smile. "My blood and your blood have been mixed. You mentioned the name of God, is there a difference between me and you as human beings in the eyes of God?!" 

And the Sultan cried out again. "The one on my right is the Death Trident Swordsman Rangga Geblek and the hooded one is the Blue Veil Goddess Anggini!'' 

So for the umpteenth time there was a trembling sound of the crowd that welcomed the Sultan's speech. And when the Sultan glimpsed to the east, he cried out his face. Nun far away, on the hillside, seemed to be sliding a car. The train carrying Anjarsari, his future consort.

SERIATE....