TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
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Kelimutu was almost revoked, because of the Tendu family's speech. King Ende has been related to His Majesty Maharaja Bhumi Maja. The emperor took his daughter as a concubine, petrified us and made our security one of the conditions. Come back, we have a peace treaty.

Lowo stared at Balaputra who had come to their place. The man met them through the wood belonging to the chieftain, who could search for a person known to the chieftain.

"This letter and wood do belong to the chief, but who are you?" Lowo looked suspiciously at Balaputra.

"I am Balaputra, the son of Wiyasa Palembang with the only sister of king Ende. I have business in the capital and the chief of the tribe of Kelimutu left me a letter."

Lowo and his men immediately believed Balaputra's words. King Ende's younger sister has long escaped with her lover—Wiyasa Palembang.

Ende and Palembang are not hostile. Only, king Ende did not want to part with his beloved sister. Ende and Palembang, very far away.

All the ways King Ende did to hinder the two.

Unfortunately, the younger brother did nothing with Wiyasa. To sin is what King Ende hates most.

He coldly banished his sister and crossed out his sister's name with his own hands.

"I don't have a sister! My brother only has one brother!" king Ende said at that time to everyone present. Including Lowo who accompanied his brother, the chief of the Kelimutu tribe.

After that, the king's younger sister Ende was forgotten. New generation, nobody knows.

"Before I wanted to take my sister who was with her mother. When the mother separated from the father. Both are dead."

Balaputra exhaled a rough breath. His uncle did cross off his mother's name, but his uncle still accepted his mother and sister, after parting ways with his father.

His uncle could not retract his words. He gave his beloved sister everything she needed.

But when both died, they could only be buried with the title of commoner.

News of their deaths did not go out. The father of Balaputra regretted the separation, eager for him to fix everything.

"We're very sorry. And thank you for sending me a message. But we can't go back now, there are people waiting."

"If delayed, your journey will be longer. The chief asked to go home now. The ritual is soon to be held, as he says."

Lowo thought deeply about the words Balaputra. Soon the ritual offering for Kelimutu has begun.

Being in Bhumi Maja also has no purpose.

Lowo is a family of tribal chiefs. Everyone in the chieftain's family, has a very important task.

Lowo could not ignore his duties.

"Mano, draw a goddess."

"Okay, chief."

Mondho put down the fruit he picked and the water he took from the river. He served food to the guest who suddenly came.

"Mr Balaputra, please enjoy the dish first. I'll be ready now, but I want to ask for help."

Lowo will not forget the goddess's help. The peace treaty may not have been obtained from the hand of the goddess, but she had sacrificed so much.

Lowo won't just leave Udelia. He took the paper and ink in the bag, wrote down a few words.

"If there's still a chance. I happen to be waiting for a call."

"Hopefully you can give it," Lowo said, focusing on stringing words.

Balaputra. This man did not write romantic words, but his red face looked like he was in a kasmaran.

The most expert Mano drew among them, finishing his painting in an instant.

Lowo received the paper that Mano handed over, then he gave the letter and the painting to Balaputra.

"This is his face."

"Well."

"You know him?"

"He is a prominent man. I'll give you this letter."

"Thank you" Lowo said sincerely. He stood up followed by everyone.

They were all prepared with the things they had brought.

"We're saying goodbye."

***

Balaputra looking at Udelia's painting. Mano is not very skilled. There are many fewer sides to the painting.

Balaputra understands it very well. He's an art lover.

Surprisingly, he felt that the painting was very beautiful and charming.

"Especially if the original," muttered Balaputra with a big smile.

From the entrance of the cave, the Balaputra servants entered in a row. He carries a message that touches the soul.

"Master! The great lord has died!"

"Everything is confused because you are not in place. If it's like this, your cousin will ride as the head of the family maybe even as Wiyasa."

"We're back now!" yangkaran Balaputra. Unknowingly squeezing the paper in his hand.

Balaputra looked at the paper, then opened it. His cousin is so ruthless, he mustn't be late to take Wiyasa's title.

His title is very important. The woman in the painting is important.

The pursuit of the knights of Bhumi Maja to his woman, a sign of something that is not good.

Balaputra has to save the woman first.

"You're prepared. Go find supplies. There's something I want to do."

"Good, sir."

Balaputra pulled the cloth out of his bag. He placed it on the ground, then drew a perfect circle around it.

On all four sides of the symmetrical one, a red pottery fruit lay.

Balaputra performs the ritual of summoning.

One night passed, no signs emerged from the ritual performed by Balaputra.

Balaputra repeatedly tried the ritual. He stopped him when his servant came, bringing news of not wearing.

"Master, the last ship is leaving. If it did not hurry, there would be no ship until the time that had not been determined. The capital will be closed for that long."

"What because it's not on your own land?" gumam Balaputra held a cloth, which contained dried blood on various sides.

Balaputra hopes that she will survive the knights of Bhumi Maja.

"May be paralleled."

Balaputra put Lowo's letter near the circle. He went to bring Mano's painting.

A beam of light emerged from the blood, which dried up above the circle.

Udelia lay there, unconscious. His blood continued to flow between the bandages, which Widya paired.

***

A huge white tiger stopped its steps. He changed his form into a human. His hand moved knocking down the person hiding on the tree branch.

"Stop or we fight here."

"I was wondering where you were going" said Candra as she rubbed the ground on her body.

Candra gasps. The tiger he was chasing was not seen.

The tiger has arrived. He looked sadly at Udelia's body.

His strength was drastically reduced when he penetrated the defenses of the palace and prison, put the guards to sleep, and held back the powerful angel bird.

"I'll just send you strength" Jana broke up.

"He'll die if you stay still" Candra threw at the tiger, who was putting her foot pad to Udelia's chest.

The big white tiger stared at Candra. His power is huge. He bowed his body asking for help.

Her mother repeatedly told her that her employer had helped Jana when she was a child. At that time, Jana was poisoned and almost beyond help.

Although not very remembered, Jana vaguely remembered some of the events that her mother mentioned.

Candra nodded. He rode the tiger with Udelia.

He looked sadly at Udelia. Trembling he touched the wounds on the body as pale as that corpse.

"I'm sorry," said Candra. Hugged Udelia's body while crying.

***

The white tiger stopped at a hut, which looked like it would be uprooted, if it was blown just a little wind.

However, the surrounding atmosphere is clean and beautiful. There was no guardrail, as if it had great confidence, it would not be attacked by a savage beast.

"Bah, I'm coming!" exclaiming Candra down carrying Udelia.

"Oh, my grandson is visiting." Boco Ekadanta opens the door for his beloved grandson.

"Please save him!" Candra laid Udelia on the bed.

"I thought my grandson was kangen" Boco complained as he examined Udelia's pulse.

Boco was annoyed that his longing was unrequited. But the white-haired man was still treating the woman his granddaughter had brought with him.

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