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In the middle of a deserted forest with no occupants, there appeared a large new hut built. The core is shady and cold.
Two people of different sexes sat next to each other, without words.
Trees waving to each other, unheeded by the beauty of the two humans there.
For one man is enduring the tremendous pain of two points in his body.
The other looked worriedly at the drops of blood, which fell to the ground and formed a small puddle.
The one who was worried, stood up in confusion. Then he rushed into the hut, trying to find something that could relieve the blood flowing.
Just a few steps away, he pulled his leg and stood back to where he was.
He realized he had not said goodbye to his life-saving.
He was afraid that his rescuer would suddenly leave.
"Please wait a minute, my waiter is picking up a coconut" Balaputra told the woman, who was sitting quietly expressionless.
After saying his words, Balaputra went inside the hut without waiting for a response.
He prepared dishes to endure the rush of blood and prepared other dishes as thanks.
Udelia supported her head, with a free left hand. Her freshly dried cheeks, back in flood.
She thought her husband would be faithful, as the father of her son always said.
He had only been gone for a while, only three months.
But in the filthy forest alone, the man could do such a thing.
Especially in a big and clean place, like a palace. It could be dozens, maybe even hundreds of girls, filling every kedaton there is.
Kedaton, a fenced-in residence. It had a large courtyard and many ladies-in-waiting, as well as servants and knights.
Is Djahan, her first husband, too?
Balaputra put the dish next to Udelia. He sat down to accompany Udelia who was crying so hard.
Balaputra did not have to bother Udelia to ask her to eat a dish, which was useful to stop the bleeding.
Slowly he cleaned the blood that had begun to dry in Udelia's arm, without disturbing the woman's sad cry.
"Master, please." The Balaputra waiter gives the coconut and the flowers.
Balaputra packed the cloths with Udelia's blood. He looked at the astonished face of Udelia, who had been lifted up and gazed at every move of her servant's growl.
Udelia's face was clean, not looking like she was crying.
Balaputra takes the coconut in a tray and opens the coconut section with skin, a weapon shaped like a chicken spurs.
Udelia noticed the way the man opened the coconut, much like a machine. It is easy to perforate the top of the coconut with a perfect circle.
Into the still-pure coconut water, Balaputra incorporated a handful of setamans and a small red fruit, which was removed from the ring attached to its middle finger.
Then he dripped blood from the tip of his index finger and said a few words.
After finishing one sentence that Udelia did not understand, the potion was filtered into a glass made of bamboo.
The red water was put in a glass, then the strange water was given to Udelia.
"Drink," said Balaputra.
"Take a downing I'll pull a slash on your shoulder" Balaputra explained.
Udelia stared at the amused red drink in front of her. During his life, he had never drank blood in a single drop.
Blood is not good for the human body.
Whatever blood it is.
Udelia trudged him down, imagining him drinking red syrup.
The balaputra pulls the ridge on Udelia's shoulder in one fell swoop. It then covered Udelia's wound with a set of flowers, which had been crushed by her grasp.
"It felt like I had never encountered such strange drinks and tricks" Udelia said in her heart to remember her journey with Fusena, the Grand Recluse, as well as Ekata, her elder sister.
At that time he never ate or drank strange things.
He rarely met anything strange. He was with the two men, making the trip as it was a walk in his own village.
Only, he often saw cold war waged between large families.
They trap each other in the business they do, don't even hesitate to kill each other on a dark night.
This is not too strange for Udelia.
Because even though his world grew up, Udelia never saw a conspiracy of great people.
Information from the past, including the way they fought in silence, was written and recorded by experts.
Udelia had read their manuscripts, straight from the inscriptions.
Udelia was not too surprised when she saw the dispute between the two camps, which in public view seemed peaceful.
History is repeating itself.
Those who study history and take into account the steps to think about the life of the wider community are those who will be written their names in gold ink.
"Gee!" There was a brilliant idea in Udelia's mind.
Rather than him grieving over those who did not think about it, he better focus on his goal of coming here!
"Do you know where the Great Sage is?" udelia asked the man who seemed to have great power.
The man in front of him was so calm, as he was about to be killed. His level of alertness was so high, that it did not look alert in Udelia's eyes.
Udelia believes the man is on his guard, but this man does not appear to be on guard. The strength and confidence that the white man had was extremely high.
Udelia concluded Balaputra was a strong and powerful man. Candidate Wiyasa Palembang must know the information about his teacher, who is also his cousin, the Great Sage!
"He is a free man" Balaputra replied while tying Udelia's wound with a cloth.
Udelia. Of course his cousin's information would not be as easily accessible to others, even to a powerful king.
"Sorry if it's presumptuous. If you'd like, can the lady answer my question? What's miss's name?"
Udelia chuckled, she had not answered herself pleasingly, the man who had dimples had already asked a question.
"I'm Udelia" answered Udelia.
"Thank you for treating me!" Udelia gave a sincere smile.
"You wear the flowers soaked until the wound dries up" Balaputra explained.
Udelia nodded in understanding. Then he left in front of Balaputra.
"Where do you live?" yelled Balaputra at the woman who ran as fast as the wind.
"When the dish has not been eaten .." muttered Balaputra staring sadly at the dish in amben, a long and wide chair made of bamboo arrays.
The waiter standing near Balaputra was agitated. His master is always cold over everything.
Never trouble himself to please others, let alone to cook.
The shady face of his master made the servant feel goosebumps.
And now his master tears!
The waiter shuddered.
It was better that he face his cold master!
"And his crying was very alarming .." added Balaputra rubbed his dewy eyes.
He held his heart as his eyes looked at Udelia who had disappeared
"I'm in love once again."
Udelia did not hear Balaputra's words, she had walked far away. And arriving outside the forest, he rode up to Utih's back to find a soothing place.
Udelia chuckled as her sense of hearing caught the debate of a group of people, who were behind the lush trees.
"Did that woman forget us? He released Ende, but he never came back."
"Reo worried about the goddess," the seductive Mondho smiled widely. He was peeling mangoes.
"Hey!" greet Udelia cheerfully.
The people called Udelia were terrified to see his appearance.
Udelia appeared riding on the Utih.
The group of people were still not used to seeing high-level animals.
They covered the fear with a flat face.
"After this what do you want? The next squad may come" Udelia said, after a while no one responded.
The men were silent after his arrival. No rumors were heard. Similar to gossiping mothers who are caught by people who are bullied.
"We're going to the capital asking for peace and exchanging it for that" Lowo said, pointing to a large mossy tree.
Udelia came down from Utih's back and Utih disappeared. He walked towards the tree Lowo pointed at with high curiosity.
How much value is there in this sack, to be able to exchange the peace that a small tribe wants, which is impossible to be seen by the great nobility of a kingdom let alone the supreme person of a Bhumi?
Udelia crouched down and untied the sack.
His heart beat fast, when a human head poked out.
And his heart seemed to stop beating, as a pair of eyelids slowly opened.
Those clear eyes were staring at him innocently.
"You're looking for the dead!!" udelia's wrath untied her mouth, which hurt the fragile-looking creature's white skin.
Red patches spread along the lines of her cheeks.
Udelia wanted so badly to exterminate a people!
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