
*Wongawet Village (Dewo)*
Kemuning brought Tirana to the women's area of Wongawet Village. They went through small streets between small gardens and earthen-floored house buildings, some with short stilts.
Tirana could see that all the women who were active in the area were physical young and her face. Each of them doing activities, there is no seem to be idle or just lumpy.
A number of women carry out the purification, sowing, selection, until the processing of materials such as leaves, spices, root crops and other plants. There are also activities to dry the clothes that are many, men's and women's clothing. Women who work in the kitchen have their own area in the area. There are also women who are practicing canuragan to weave and embroider.
The level of culture and civilization owned by the citizens of the village of Wongawet is clearly much more advanced than the villages in general in the country. The territory was even wider than a large village.
Although Kemuning was a small and petite figure, but his status as the Village Chief's lover made him respected by other young women. The female citizens will slightly bend and bow while smiling if they cross paths with Kemuning.
“I wonder, how can this village have many citizens while husband and wife relations are prohibited?” tirana asked on her way.
“Not one of the villagers was born here,” Kemuning replied with a smile.
That answer made Tirana able to immediately conclude.
“Therefore, we have fun if the arrival of guests, because the story about the privilege of the village of Wongawet will be widespread. Many people who want to continue to stay young, encourage them to come here and willing to volunteer to become citizens in this village,” said Kemuning.
“If so, means your age is older than your current appearance?” terka Tirana's.
“True,” replied Kemuning while chuckling. “My age is fifty years. You can also be a citizen if you want to always be young. Moreover, you have an extraordinary beauty, it is unfortunate if it fades by time.”
Tirana gave a small laugh hearing the offer and praise of Kemuning.
“Thank you, my life is destined to be the guardian of Kakang Joko,” said Tirana. “Then why did you and Karani not get exposed to the rules of mixing men and women?”
“As a leader, naturally if the Village Chief has an escort. So the ban does not apply to the Village Chief. Ki Daraki has four lovers. The two Main Lover who served as wives and the two Temporary Lover who were in charge of representing the Village Chief to manage the affairs of the female citizens. Me and Karani are Temporary Lover who can be replaced if not satisfy the wishes of the Village Chief.”
“Does the Main Lover also perform obligations such as body relations?” ask Tirana again.
“You must be curious about the descent. Yes, the Main Beloved serves the Village Chief like a wife used to serve her husband. However, women who become Main Lover must be spayed,” replied Kemuning.
“Why do you throw away the need of lust and reject the existence of offspring?” ask Tirana wonder.
“I can't answer it. That rule was a long time ago before I entered this village. In the end, we all have to be willingly bound by the whole rules of the village, not to be free human beings,” Kemuning said.
Kemuning brought Tirana to stand near a bamboo fence as high as the stomach. The fence was a land boundary because in front was a shallow ravine, but it was still part of the village that was fused with an upright stone cliff.
“See it!” point Kemuning towards the bottom area.
Kemuning pointed to a white stone that shaped dome as big as a house.
“That's what we call a Demon Stone. I don't know what's in it either. This is one of the forbidden areas that guests of this village should not enter. This fence is the limit. Whoever passes through this fence, we do not guarantee his life. Already many guests and our own citizens who died because of curiosity want to know what is a Demon Stone,” explained Kemuning.
“I can feel the air of magic power so high from the stone,” said Tirana.
“Even the Village Chief did not dare to enter this forbidden area,” Kemuning said. He then invited Tirana back to leave the outskirts of the forbidden area.
“What do they sunbathe?” tirana asked as she looked at the young women who were flattening the clothesline of spices and leaves.
“Materials for making perennial herbs and ointments. Only one or two people actually know the whole recipe and how to make it. So it's the heritage of this village that is very awake.”
“What a wonderful,” praise Tirana.
Kemuning then stopped between the bamboo bars where many tampi were placed on it to dry the basic ingredients of ageless herbs.
“Bangirayu!” call Kemuning to a beautiful girl in red.
The girl who was none other than the woman who had noticed Joko Calm, immediately came closer while smiling kindly and slightly bowing to Kemuning.
“Iya, Kemuning?” ask a girl named Bangirayu.
“Cooled Tirana while in this village!” kemuning Order.
“Good,” replied Bangirayu while smiling.
“Good, thank you, Kemuning,” said Tirana.
“Good, I stay,” said Kemuning then turned around to leave the two.
However, the foresight of Tirana makes it possible to catch any eye gesture Kemuning to Bangirayu. Although Bangirayu did not return the signal, but Bangirayu was silent to stare at Kemuning in a very short duration.
“Let me take you to rest, Tirana!” jengk Bangirayu's.
Meanwhile in the next area, Joko Tenang asked Tudurya about the prohibition area.
“I don't want to accidentally violate the prohibition area,” please Joko.
“You can see a collection of bamboo trees up there!” show Tudurya.
Joko looked towards her Tudur. At the foot of the rock cliff there is a dense bamboo tree plant, growing on the open ground. Under the mini hill was a small circular stream, which was also part of a river that split across, so that its flow passed through the two separated areas.
“Behind the bamboo trees there is a cave that no one should enter, except the Village Elder and the Village Chief, or a specially ordered person. The flow of the small river is the limit of the forbidden area,” explained Tudurya.
“Who is the Village Elder?” ask Joko.
“The highest leader in this village,” replied Tudurya. “But we also very rarely see it. I've only seen him once, he's an old man, unlike us.”
Tudurya continued his steps leaving the area of the cassava garden.
“Do you know much about the army of the Wind Sword Group that came three days ago?” ask Joko.
“Just ask if there is anything you want to ask,” Tudurya said. “This village only paves the way, not protects foreign parties. I'll answer as is.”
“Who is the leader of the Wind Sword Group?” ask Joko.
“I saw three men leading the army. One of them was like a royal officer. Two young leaders I think are the leaders of the Wind Sword Group. That handsome young man was named the Sword King's Chief, as for his representative I don't know his name. Even an officer-looking man I don't know his name. I think the Village Chief and Sudarka know,” replied Tudurya.
“They brought captives?” ask Joko again.
“Iya, a handsome young man.”
“You can describe its features?” ask Joko again.
“I remember that young man who was taken captive had long hair. There's one I remember very well, the belt is translucent. I don't know what material it is made of,” Tudurya explained.
“That's my friend,” said Joko who immediately recognized the distinctive features of Hujabayat.
“Are there no other captives?” ask Joko again.
“Nothing. It was just that they were carrying three covered stretchers that might contain corpses. But there is something I suspect. When it came, the stretcher looked to have the weight that there was a person inside. However, when they set out to go through the Hole of Light Road, I suspected that one stretcher was empty. Seen from its weight when lifted by the soldiers.”
“Have they ever come to this village before to pass?” ask Joko again.
“Newly this time they passed this village,” replied Tudurya.
“That means, when they come to the Rocky Jungle via a detour away,”, Joko concluded.
“This village can only be passed for one direction, which is to enter the Light Hole Road, not out of that road.”
“Where is the Light Hole's Road?”
“The end of the main road of this village is the gate of Lubang Cahaya Street. The gate can only be opened by the Village Chief,” replied Tudurya.
Blaars!
Suddenly the two of them and the entire village were startled by the explosive sound of a clash of two powerful forces.
“What else is this?” tudurya complained then quickly ran towards the source of the explosion sound. (BH)