TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
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Hayan felt a little refreshed, when he woke up in the morning. Although his head was still heavy and his gaze was swirling, he was already able to sit leaning on without the help of others.

From the entrance covered with waving cloth, it appears Djahan is cleaning blood stains on his hands, with water coming out of the palms.

The flowing water cleansed his hands, instantly disappearing when blown by the wind.

In his heart, Hayan thumbs up on Djahan's performance that is always satisfactory.

Submitting all the affairs of the kingdom to Djahan, Hayan no longer dizzy to think about the process of running these jobs.

He just needed to sit down and accept the perfect result.

Djahan stopped the ndalem servants, who served the Maharaja. Each of them held a large tray, consisting of a wide variety of Maharaja needs.

The dibahan checks one by one the trays, which contain food and medicine, as well as clothing. He rejected the paper and pen, driving away those who carried him.

Although the Maharaja himself was willing to work, Djahan would still expel all those who tried to make the Maharaja work.

His daughter's father is critical, Djahan hopes the man focuses on the healing process.

After ensuring the security of all the Maharaja's needs, Djahan led the ndalem servants into a tent that looks seedy.

The front of the tent was very bad, among the tents around it.

But once inside, the contents of the tent were blinding to the eyes. All the equipment in it, more complete than other tents.

It was even more complete than the weapon tent, built by the upper knights and more complete than the kitchen tent, which the ndalem servants built.

"You need to rest. The rush will make. Lopi also won't like to see you lying sick. I've already sent a message to the palace, to conduct a massive search."

Hayan sighed, he could not deny his Mahapatih words. He devoured the available food, then began his asceticism to stabilize himself.

A week passed. According to the schedule, the Bhumi Maja group began to leave Watek Ende.

They travel overland like travelers, so that Hayan focuses on his recovery.

The journey from Ende to Trowu, the capital of Bhumi Maja, on a normal trip takes more than three months.

Hayan maximized the time available to recuperate, so that he could return to riding his contracted animal.

Riding a high-level contract animal such as the Shebrew Horse, the journey from Ende to Trowu only takes a week at most.

Hayan focused all his mind on asceticism, so that his energy could be filled as quickly as possible again.

About the trip of the group, Djahan who took care of it.

Many people complain in their hearts, because the Mahapatih is very strict with them.

They were only given my bausuku upa, a rice that contained energy, to be strong to walk without rest.

During the night their feet continued to step, there was no time to just sit straight on their legs.

It is different when led by the Emperor. Their great lord of the one, was happy to enjoy the scenery and tour the new areas.

As a result their rest is very normal, if led by the Emperor.

Then that beautiful sentence. The command they craved sounded, along with the song of the bird welcoming the warm rays of the sun.

"We camp here" said Djahan from the elephant.

Hurry the servants build tents, provide all the necessities for the knights who still look fit, then welcome the long-cherished dream.

As the afternoon approached the camp of Bhumi Maja's entourage, a virgin landed on Hayan's ascetic shoulder.

This time it was the palace that sent the message.

The queen mother scratched the ink in a piece of paper, proclaiming that they had managed to save everyone's beloved daughter, Maya Lopika Wijaya.

My granddaughter came home intact. Come back fresh or she will be sad.

Hayan hurried to call out Brave. Djahan who was at his side also called his contract animal, in the form of an elephant named Mada.

The djahan did not hinder the Maharaja because the man's energy had recovered by one hundred percent.

They left the group in the area of Sapi, an uninhabited area— which began at that moment became the area of Bhumi Maja.

"His Majesty the Maharaja and Mr Mahapatih there are other activities. Now I lead this company" Ekawira told the knights who were eating.

He was among a small part of the army that managed to survive the torment of Mahapatih.

In return, Cendana gave up her twelve personal knights, to accompany her daughter and the children sent to study in the capital.

Two days and two nights without stopping, Hayan and Djahan continued to spur the animals.

They arrived simultaneously in the gate of the palace when the full moon shone brightly.

"Hamba salutes His Majesty." Indra gathered in front of Hayan, welcoming the arrival of the Maharaja.

"Where's Lopi?" ask Hayan without further ado.

"He is resting at Kedaton Kambang."

Hayan rode Brave to her daughter's residence. Djahan held back his steps, letting father and son meet first.

He looked at Indra. Immediately he asked for an explanation from Rakryan Tumenggung, who was also his student,

"What about the culprit?" ask Djahan.

"We have arrested one person. There was no other sign around, so we expanded the search to the capital."

Djahan nodded in understanding. There could be no madman, who approached the Bhumi Maja Palace alone.

Even if they were friends, they would bring servants and bodyguards in as a form of respect.

"Tell me in full."

"Come, teacher."

Indra invited Djahan to sit first. Fatigue was evident on his teacher's face. He poured some stamina-boosting tea, then started telling stories.

"We received a virgin of unknown origin. Once opened, it turned out from within the palace forest. It was asking for the Kelimutu peace treaty, which was exchanged for the princess."

"Please!" furious Djahan.

"Rushing over we checked and there was a princess there. Mr. Candra Ekadanta caught one man. Had escaped without a trace in the prison, then found Mr. Gotho Pandya in the region of the river Cironabaya."

"Without a trace?" wonder Djahan.

He always made sure the whole security in the palace was the best level.

He also ensured the level of security in the prison, would not be able to be penetrated even by the Black Magic Chief, who was predicted to almost match the Great Sage.

"Yes, teacher. Now it is being interrogated by Mr. Candra Ekadanta" Indra explained.

"Then it will be fast" said Djahan. He believed in the quality of the investigation of the strongest magician. What he wonders is the ability of the enemy to leave prison.

"Without a trace..?" muttered Djahan still could not believe it.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the palace. Princess Bhumi Maja is fast asleep.

The closed eyes blinked open, because of the soft caress on his head. "Dad.."

"Sst. Sleep well baby," said Hayan still stroking Maya's head. He frowned feeling the rough part on Maya's scalp.

He pulled his daughter's hair, a long line at the back of her head.

Hayan clenched his hand. He rose towards Indra who had been waiting at the door. "Where's the culprit?!" tanyanya growling.

"Aidora ..?" lirih Maya said as she rubbed her eyes.

Hayan's aura of anger spreads throughout the kedaton and accidentally wakes Maya up. The girl was looking for the whereabouts of her father.

Djahan who saw Maya woke up, rushed into the room of the princess.

He lies Maya down and rubs her head until Maya is closed again. "Lopi baby, go to sleep. The night was dark, it was time to start the dream" he said.

"Hehe dad, Lopi doesn't need to dream anymore" Maya says before falling asleep.

Djahan dyed Maya's forehead then followed Hayan and Indra.

They're heading to where the perpetrator was arrested.

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