Two Dimensional Knights Episode 1 "PRAHARA In MINANG REALM
Chapter 2 "Silk galanggang "

After about twelve hours on the way from the bayur bay port finally the family troupe reached Nagari Taratak Bungo, the hometown of Sinto. There is a stretch of Pesawahan lined up surrounded by coral hills that stand firm . The boy named Sinto was for a moment looking at an old building which according to him is Rumah Gadang Datuk Panduko alam, which is Rumah Gadang in his village . In one look, the young man can already feel the aura of authority that is very strong from the building that is said to have stood since hundreds of years ago but until now still looks mighty emitting the mystical aura is so strong. Beautiful carvings decorate the walls and roof made of braided grass accompanied by a welcoming gonjong arrangement resembling buffalo horns add to the strength of the mystical radiance of the building .

The afternoon wind was blowing fiercely from the ridge as if to provide its own coolness for sinto. He seemed to take a deep breath because he had a very foreign peace and had never felt before .

" Sintoooo!!! . suddenly the sound of his or her voice calling and it turns out that the oruk and all his family members are already in an old house that is his grandmother's house. The house stands face to face with a very charming rumah gadang and is only limited by the road and a yard that is quite spacious .

Sinto soon followed inside the house .

The black wooden house measuring approximately twelve by eight square meters still feels very sturdy . Whether what type of wood is used for the building material, photos - black and white photos a little dull look neat hanging on the wall and it looks like it is a profile photo of family members from various generations . The old house had been guarded by a close cousin of Sinto's grandmother and he only came occasionally to care for and clean the house . because the family's grandmother had long lived in the region people . Sinto looked out of the back window and there was a vast expanse of rice fields stretching out. the towering rock hill as if always watching the actions of the villagers and the rice that rip golden yellow because of the sunlight Like dancing gurgled through the wind of the hill.

Sinto feels very calm because the atmosphere is very inversely proportional to the conditions in the city of Jakarta that is super noisy with all the problems . Want it to feel It stayed for a long time in the village .

Magrib came, finished praying magrib the boy came out and sat on the front porch with a cup of warm tea , a moment later in the distance saw the lantern light coming towards him and it turns out it was oruknya who just came home from surau. after getting closer the old man was sitting beside sinto.

" What is it like living in a village ? " tanya atuk.

" Such fun too Tuk , the atmosphere here is very peaceful "sinto replied with a smile .

his grandfather laughed with excitement as if he was happy as usual before starting to talk or taking deep and long breaths .

" This is your blood-soaked land, see that big house ahead ? it is the rumah gadang of our people, the Datuk Panduo Alam , Since time immemorial our family is the leader of the custom in this village and one day when the time comes you also have to intervene to lead and build this village" said oruk

Sinto is only confused - mangut heard the story of his orang

" Can I go inside Tuk ? "

Sinto spoke as he glanced at the rumah gadang which was clearly visible in front because he was very curious about the contents of the rumah gadang .

" It could be , tomorrow morning if your Grandfather comes we will invite him in there But remember you do not carelessly hold the goods in the house let alone act impolite , can you do it " . To add evidence

" What is endurance ? Ask sinto

" Kualat" said his grandfather, rubbing his sinto head

" And one more thing never go into the room in "this time or talk half whispering and glaring at sinto

For a moment the boy's forehead frowned

" Room dal... "has not had time the boy asked Atuknya immediately replied as if he knew what to ask sinto .

" The inner room was the private room of your ancestor Datuk panduko nature's first 'Since he died hundreds of years ago it was tightly locked and no one was allowed to open it "

Sinto momentarily gawking, he immediately remembered the story in the horror films he often watched .

" Bangetttt seremm !!! " he half whispered

Atuknya smiled as he rubbed the head of sinto and then stood stepping into the house to immediately rest . Shortly after his grandfather entered the synto also entered the house because it arrived - suddenly his hair felt goosebumps after hearing the story of his oruk just now .

the bedroom is not so big it looks very simple.in it there is only a wooden couch and cotton mattress and a wooden cabinet without glass . Maybe because it is too tired after a long journey sinto eyes began to sleepy . Now he was ready to wander into the dreamland . but suddenly a strange thing happened .when his sleep was almost sound throughout the room there was a strong smell of incense . The boy opened his eyes again and looked around and it turned out that no one was there . No more than twenty seconds the smell of frankincense was slowly disappearing and Sinto also wanted to go back to sleep with a surprised mind . But when the boy almost fell asleep suddenly he felt his whole body stiff and his breath tight and his tongue felt faint, his whole body felt shaking violently , He panicked because to scream for help he could not afford . The boy was very frightened . Right now only his eyes could be opened and he could look around the room without being able to move his head . Suddenly just beside the right of his dipper he saw a black-robed old man staring intently at him with a Sangar Face like angry . Slowly the old man's eyeballs turned like two fiery red fireballs, The teeth of his fangs extended as if to pounce on the sinto right then and there . His hand shook and moved violently to the right as if he wanted to claw at sinto's body . But just before the old man could reach the sinto body instantly an icy cold wind blew hard . the old man looked surprised and while grunting loudly slowly his body flashed and disappeared .

After the form of the haunted old man disappeared from sight suddenly the sindo body felt normal again . Now he can move and talk as usual . Cold sweat looks soaked all over the body and face sinto . He was shocked and very frightened . The cold wind was slowly disappearing and the room was momentarily filled with a strange, very fragrant floral scent . Sinto fell silent and thought hard about the figure of the haunted old man who looked very angry at him earlier because for a new age this time he felt a very terrible event like that . But he eventually concluded it was just a nightmare .though it felt very real .

" I almost peed in my pants, fortunately a haunted shadow was quickly gone, if not can berabenih , Can be Shame for life" he said in his heart .

he then remembered the story of his grandfather on the ship on the way home, which was about the beliefs of the ancient minangkabau people . But his modern logic still ensures that it is just a nightmare . After getting tired of thinking finally sinto fell asleep until the morning .

Birds chirping in the morning and other natural songs make the atmosphere of taratak bungo hamlet feel very beautiful . The large river flanked by two sand dunes seemed to invite Sinto and his new friend Reza to immediately throw themselves together. Reza is the first friend of Sinto in the village, they met when Sinto accompanied his parents to the house of reza parents who are still located in the hamlet of Taratak Bungo .

" Let's jump, Nto" said Reza while wearing the style of salto to the back then Sinto also join in splashing with the style of salto and they swim with the thrill . After being satisfied to swim the sun has gone up to guess - guess one fragment . The two of them sat leisurely on a large rock at the bank of the river .

" Later tonight I want to go practice ralek in the village galanggang, you want to come along ? The word reza with the Indonesian language mixed with the dialect of the field .

" Wizz .. That's so cool !! I want to come with Za" Sinto answered excitedly because Indeed this is what he wanted since from Jakarta .

" But the condition is that you have to register first by the way you have to take your father to go to Pandeka Sahar's house because he's our street teacher in this village , if you sign up this afternoon later tonight you can definitely join the exercise " timpal reza .

After that they agreed to go home .

Arriving home without a second thought again Sinto immediately whine to his father and Atuknya to immediately go to see pandeka sahar . He wanted to be registered this afternoon also because he wanted to join the learning ralek later tonight and it turns out his father also allows .

" but you have to remember learning ralek is not for dashing, ralek is learning to control yourself and control emotions "once his father advised.

Meanwhile, at the same time in an old castle covered in dark fog, a haunted black-faced old man was sitting on a throne made of skulls while smiling cynically .

" the time is almost here 'I must go out and rule this country immediately .

" Duli Tuanku "

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" Ooooo Pandeka, Assalamualaikum "

There was a greeting answering greetings from inside the house and at the same time allowing the guest to enter.

The house is quite high because it has a compartment or some kind of loose room underneath it . The stilt house looks quite unique because in the undercarriage there is a chicken coop, goats and ducks . The high house It was the house of pandeka sahar and the guest who came it turned out to be sinto and his father . After being served a glass of coffee and a little chat then Sinto father convey their intentions and goals come .

" So this is pandeka, actually very big intention we came to visit the residence of this pandeka , that is, I intend to register my son to participate in learning ralek in the silek galanggang that pandeka lead "

sinto's father starts the conversation .

After pandeka sahar explained the procedure and asked for various requirements needed finally pandeka sahar allow sinto to participate in training in the sileknya taratak bungo . Not playing sinto heart . He imagined himself to be a great swordsman without a match despite the actual bad events he experienced last night at bedtime still disturbing his mind . But he chose silence and did not tell anyone about the incident .

From a distance, dozens of burning torches surround a flat field and overgrown with fine grass that is neatly cut . That's a place called rink silek taratak bungo . The name of this silek ring may be adjusted to the name of the hamlet . When sinto and reza arrived at the location there were already many students - students who came and they seemed to practice pairing - couples while playing the movements - movements that at first glance seemed more like people dancing .

Pandeka sahar as tuo silek or ralek teacher in the ring while stopping all the training process and he allowed sinto to introduce himself so that he was more familiar with his other colleagues .

"  you must remember and instill in your heart that your friend is like a sibling . if one is injured then the other must also feel hurt because the nature of the silek or silat is a friendship "so pandeka sahar give direction to his students . All the disciples including Sinto nodded in understanding

Since that night, Sinto officially became a student at the rink of bungo taratak silek and there he began to get more friends because of his easy smile and joking nature was quickly accepted by friends nationality . Pandeka Sahar also looks happy with sinto because he is a child who is talented in martial arts . One night after training they seemed to be engrossed in talking .

" Sinto, have you ever studied martial arts before ? " ask Pandeka Sahar

" Yes Mr. Guru, I once learned karate while in Jakarta "answer sinto .

" Basically all martial arts are the same but there is little difference in ralek because the ralek Jurus - the ralek is very secret and should not be taught to others without the permission of the teacher unless you have a decision silek , You understand ? . Pandeka sahar asserted and Sinto also nodded in understanding .

Silek decision is a time when a silek teacher gives all the secret moves he has to the student he has chosen to be his successor and from that time on the student is allowed and allowed to opening a new silkek galanggal .

After the practice of ralek on that night Sinto and his friends were invited to the house of one of his classmates because at home ihsan there is a family kenduri event .

Ihsan house is located in the next village which is approximately half a kilometer from the hamlet of taratak bungo .

The village was named the downstream rice field village and it turned out that the road to the house of Ihsan passed through one large building that turned out to be a silek ring as well . Sinto then asked why Ihsan did not study at the rink alone because it was closer but Ihsan told me that the students in the rink were notoriously mischievous and fighting and his match teacher was impressed kind of arrogant . Therefore, Ihsan's father, who is also a person from taratak bungo village, chose the place to study ihsan at the rink of taratak bungo .

As they were engrossed in telling stories from behind came the voices of people who mocked

" woii comrades it seems that the next village warriors want to try cleverness here "With the sound of scornful laughter  .

Sinto turned his head back like he wanted to answer but Ihsan held his hand and gestured for silence and continued to accelerate . Sinto and his other friends finally followed.

" Uuuuuu It turns out that the next village warriors only gadang sarawa "they returned laughing out loud - bahak

" What does gadang sarawa mean??

Ask sinto on reza who also came to the house ihsan .

" Gadang sarawa that means coward or loser "obviously Reza is annoyed

" It is not necessary to extend it, it is better that we eat it !! " the word nurdin is indeed more mature among them all . They also eat but while eating a sad sinto emotionally asked again

" Who was that, who was that ?

" His name is Garang, He is a rich man and a descendant of the nobility in this village , ' he is , Hence the lag is always arrogant and arrogant but we do not have to deal with him because his family is very rich and famous for being arrogant and cruel, ''We better just succumb " Said ihsan with a face of pity .

Hearing the explanation of ihsan sinto and other friends just shut up and focus on continuing to eat because the cuisine at home is very delicious and savory .

" don't hesitate - say yes Spend the meal , if you want to add just take "the sound of mother's voice Ihsan from behind .

" Thank you Ms. Mak cik, mak cik's cooking is indeed the best "sinto word is welcomed to laugh at his friends .

After eating and chatting for a while they all then say goodbye to parents and immediately go home to their respective homes .

Arriving at home Sinto immediately prepare to sleep and no more strange events like the first night he slept in the village but synthetically remembered again the scorn of the bad boys from the village next door .

" A cocky boy named garang that one day I will teach you a lesson " . Sinto

Next: chapter 3: The hill walls of nature

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