True Martial Arts
Everything Passes by So Fast

When Akhza and Satrya woke up, they saw a very high and quite wide waterfall right near them. And when they rise up sitting together, they soon realize that they are stranded on a large rock located on the edge of the river.

"You guys up?"

Coinciding with the appearance of the voice, Akhza and Satrya suddenly turned their heads up. Their mouths opened and their eyes opened when they saw the sight of a human figure floating down from the sky!

The man landed on a foot-sized rock located not far from Akhza and Satrya. Now his face was clearly visible. He was the man that Akhza and Satrya saw in the city market just before he was unconscious!

"We don't know each other yet. I want you to mention names before we discuss any issues."

"Who are you?!" Akhza shouted hysterically, because by getting out of the air the man had just scared him.

"I'm named Darmono. What do you want to call me. You still haven't fulfilled my request, don't make me change my mind."

Whoever he is, it must be dangerous, that's the way Akhza and Satrya thought. Without much further ado, they reveal all their information and intentions to go all the way to this place, including the events during the market.

"I saw everything that happened in that market. You are very talented in martial arts, but your character, especially yourself Akhza, is still not formed. You two are easily carried away by anger. If not guided, maybe you will become a very dangerous person in the future. That's why let me just ask without much ado, will you two accept me as a teacher? If not, maybe I'll have to crush you two before it develops into a demon."

Akhza and Satrya exchanged glances. Even they had not known this middle-aged man in half a day, and he had already offered to become their teacher. But offers like this are very difficult to refuse, because they are indeed looking for teachers to teach silat.

"As for my identity, you don't need to ask too many questions. Just need you to answer my question." Darmono turned his eyes towards the waterfall.

"But if we may know, what is the reason that makes you want to raise us to become disciples?"

"The reason is very simple, I need an heir to my science. You guys are quite talented to be martial artists."

Akhza and Satrya nodded simultaneously. A wide smile was imprinted on the fragile lips of the two skinny teenagers. Their search has yielded satisfactory results.

From that day on, they were educated hard by Darmono. And slowly, they begin to recognize Darmono as a hero who often saves villages from the entanglement of thieves. Sometimes Darmono does not train and leaves the forest suddenly when he gets the news that there are small communities who experience serious problems.

They also realized that being a hero in the waters of the martial lake was not a matter of pleasure. Every time he returned to the training ground, Darmono always carried no small amount of injuries. Sometimes, the injuries are not too serious, but sometimes very serious to make him lie sick for a short time.

Year after year passed. Akhza and Satrya have had a remarkable development. People who used to know the two of them, it must take some time to be able to recognize them again.

There have been many silat science that they mastered; swordsmanship, body lightening science, bare hands science, and many others.

When you gently tap your feet, they can float to a height of thirty feet. That's so amazing!

Of course, the change is also in Darmono, but this is not a good change. The aging man spent more time outside the forest than training, but Akhza and Satrya were not allowed to leave the forest. That causes them to have to learn on their own, and sometimes do unattended match practice to cause serious injuries.

Darmono's attitude changed a lot. More days, more and more. There was no more smile on his face now. Not infrequently come out harsh words from the mouth that usually speak good advice.

In recent months, the atmosphere between the three has not been good. The climax is when Darmono rampaged to destroy the house and gardens belonging to Akhza and Satrya.

"You should know, I've completely changed now!" He laughed out loud. His saliva spouted until it spouted. It's like crazy people. “I often play with women, get drunk, and kill without the need to think long. All that you consider to be evil and evil has been upon me. But you're wrong to think that things are not good." Darmono firmly stuck his sword into the ground. "Now I give you two choices. The first choice: come with me and feel the pleasure of the world. Or the second option: stick to your naivety, no need to follow me anymore. Now say, what do you guys choose?!"

"I'll definitely go with Teacher." Satrya came forward and knelt down, Akhza who had not yet answered was stunned. "I have sworn to live to death with Master!"

"Good disciple, good student!" Darmono. "Akhza, you're definitely coming with us, aren't you?"

Akhza stared intently at his teacher. "No. It's not kindness, it's not like what Master taught you before."

"Satrya, the village still needs us. What are you doing?!" Akhza interrupted fretfully. He looked at his friend with all hope.

"I will not betray the oath of allegiance." Satrya looked blankly at Akhza.

"But we also have a pledge of loyalty to the village!"

"I never once promised the village."

"Oh, okay! If so, you once promised me, a lifelong promise!"

Now Satrya looked directly at Akhza's eyes more seriously. "If you die, I'll die too. That promise will be kept."

Akhza wanted to reply, but his words were stuck in his tongue. Tacit. Non-polytic. Darmono had also said it first. "If you still dare to hold back my students, then I will change my mind."

Akhza remained silent. Satrya and Darmono left just like that. Akhza still can not accept what should be a reality, this is beyond his expectations. Satrya had been thought of as his own sibling, but now he had so easily abandoned her.

"Why? Wh why? Why?" Akhza fell. "Why does time pass so fast? Why is something that I should have withstood, going by so quickly?"

Akhza won't cry. He was not a young man who wanted to be seen as weak, even though now no one would really see him cry. Being in this place will make her cry. He came out of the forest, using instinct. And within a few weeks, he managed to find his way back to his village.

A village where she hopes her mother will give her spirit over the great emptiness in her heart at this moment.

Or maybe not.

The village that he knew before now lived in worthless ruins. There is nothing standing here but a tall tree. The entire building collapsed, becoming a long-lived charcoal-charcoal dwelling there. Manunggles with the land.

Akhza calmed down and wept in front of the pile of bones. He knew that the robbers were unforgiving. No one can be saved. Satrya and her mother are gone.

Akhza, once known as the jolly person, has now disappeared completely, and if he is carefree, it is a charade. He wandered, but in silence. Passing through the quiet and silent martial path as the artist chooses a match. He joined the white flow in the movement to crush black flow robbers so that no other child suffered bad luck like him.

Thanks to Prana's power, Akhza managed to survive for more than a hundred years. His abilities are extraordinary and are increasing in every age. Even without Akhza knowing, he managed to get the title as the strongest prince[1] in Java, but not a little bit of Akhza care about the title.

For more than 100 years, the nature of the Akhza changed. He returned to being a jolly person, and always smiled at every good person he met.. However, carefree does not mean his heart is not separated from the big void, the departure of his mother and Satrya still continues to have an impact even up to a hundred years.

Until one morning in a time that is already prone to war between the white flow with the black flow, the, Akhza got an invitation from Satrya who just appeared to the martial lake with the title as the strongest martial artist in Java that rivals the title of Akhza.

The invitation stated that he challenged Akhza to fight to the death with great honor on the Twin Loro Mountain.

Be loved, ulam arrived. Akhza who had not met Satrya for so long became haru instead of playing. The emptiness of his heart that he thought had been lost for good, turned out to still have hope of being healed. With great pleasure, Akhza went to Mount Loro Kembar without thinking too much about the challenge of fighting it. He just wants to meet Satrya!

And the events he had predicted earlier did indeed happen. He managed to kill Satrya, but he really did not feel guilty. How soon he will follow his brother.

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[1] : In the novel True Martial Arts, the prinors are the ones who develop prana energy as a martial path.