The Ancestral Country
Bopo, I'm home!

The caraka of Pakuwon Lwaram named Sagopa was directly in honor of King Jenggala while respecting.

"Please forgive Gusti Prabu..

Our arrival here would like to convey a request for an alliance with the Jenggala Kingdom. We are really not happy Lwaram is controlled by Prabu Jayengrana.

We ask Gusti Prabu to accept our request that Lwaram be freed from the government of Panjalu", Sagopa said with great respect to Mapanji Alanjung.

"Hmmmmmmm...

I understand what you mean. But Jenggala is bound by Aunt Kilisuci's words to make peace with Panjalu. They've let Kahuripan City take over. Accepting your request is not the same as beating the drums of war against Jayengrana.

I don't want to sacrifice the whole of Jenggala just to accept your request", Mapanji Alanjung stroked her thin mustache. The young king was apparently quite careful in taking every policy. He was aware that the current combat capabilities of the Jenggala Kingdom were unlikely to be able to mark the Panjalu army. In addition, he was also in a hard time because he faced the rebellion of Duke Menak Luhur from Blambangan.

"But Gusti Prabu, please,

Please consider again. We are currently allied with Prince Dyah Wijayawarman of Suwarnadvipa. He also asked for approval to make an alliance with the Jenggala side.

We brought a letter from him to Gusti Prabu Mapanji Alanjung" Sagopa said, turning to Janasamba sitting next to him.

Janasamba immediately delivered a letter from a palm leaf wrapped in red cloth to Mapanji Alanjung with both hands.

Rakryan Samarotsaha who accompanied the king immediately took a letter from the hands of Janasamba and gave it to Prabu Mapanji Alanjung.

In haste, the King of Panjalu opened the letter wrapper and then read the row of Old Javanese letters listed on the leaf lontar. After reading the letter, Mapanji Alanjung was silent for a while.

"I'll negotiate the answer to your letter soon. While waiting, I allow you to rest at the guest rest hall of Kahuripan Palace.

Soldier, soldier,

Take these messengers to the rest hall now!", said Mapanji Alanjung immediately. Two soldiers guard in front of the King's private room immediately worshiped Prabu Mapanji Alanjung then drove Janasamba, Sagopa and two of their friends to the guest rest hall.

After they left, Rakryan Samarotsaha immediately worshipped Mapanji Alanjung.

"Please forgive me if uncle sassy Nakmas Prabu,

What exactly is the content of the letter? Why did Nakmas Prabu take so long to think about his answer" Rakryan Samarotsaha said respectfully.

"It's about Uncle's rights. Dyah Vijayavarman claimed the right to the throne of the Old Mataram kingdom from the descendants of the Isyana dynasty.

But he said that he would give the whole land of Jenggala to me if he wanted to help him take back his right as king. This means that he only wants to rule in the former Syailendra region which is now the Panjalu region.

This is what confuses me. On the one hand I am bound by an agreement with Aunt Kilisuci to make peace with Panjalu, on the other hand I also want to avenge the death of Kanjeng Father Prabu Garasakan on Jayengrana", said Mapanji Alanjung while massaging her temple that arrived painfully.

"Gusti Prabu should be able to do the tactic of throwing stones to hide his hands.

We help Dyah Wijayavarman remain silent without us moving the Jenggala forces openly.

Remember Gusti Prabu, where the sky is held there the earth in pijak. We need to know where our friends are and where our opponents are.

Uncle's advice, Gusti Prabu should accept the offer of alliance with Dyah Wijayawarman. After all, their headquarters is in Lwaram, which is not Jenggala territory anymore. We just can't help them. Tell the Jenggala soldiers to move in small groups and disguise themselves as ordinary people to move towards Lwaram. As for food assistance, we can use the port of Hujung Galuh to deliver food by sea to the port of Kambang Putih" said Rakryan Samarotsaha with confidence. Hearing Rakryan Samarotsaha's words, Mapanji Alanjung let out a long sigh.

"Okay Uncle, I'll take your advice.

We make a reply to Dyah Wijayawarman's letter and we execute the plan in accordance with your speech" said Mapanji Alanjung quickly.

Thus, the Jenggala Kingdom quietly began to devise a plan to help Dyah Wijayavarman to re-establish the power of the House of Syailendra in the Land of Jawadwipa.

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Meanwhile, the Panji Watugunung group that turned towards the Duchy of Wengker continued to move quickly towards the southwest.

Guided by Singo Manggolo, the group cut the distance by passing through the North side of the Duchy of Tanggulangin without entering the territory of the Duchy.

At dusk before they had arrived at the border area of the Duchy of Tanggulangin and Wengker. As the day grew darker, they decided to spend the night in a small woman who became the last region of the Duchy of Tanggulangin.

Singo Manggolo took them to the house of Lurah Wanua Klepu, Mpu Jonjing. Singo Manggolo once saved the life of Mpu Jonjing when he was attacked by a band of robbers who blocked his journey from the Tapan region.

Two guards Ki Lurah Klepu ran towards the Lurah Mpu Jonjing residence when he saw dozens of people dressed in ordinary folk clothes stopping in front of the woman leader's residence.

Lurah Mpu Jonjing then immediately to the front of his residential house along with 4 people security guard his house.

But seeing the arrival of Singo Manggolo among them, Mpu Jonjing breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry Swordsman, my security guard just scared me with an untrue talk.

Let's go in" said Mpu Jonjing quickly.

"It's okay Ki Lurah. I want to ask Ki Lurah for help. My friend and I were going to Wengker but we stayed here. Are we allowed to spend the night here Ki?", asked Singo Manggolo politely. Warok Surapati always teaches his children to be polite to anyone.

Hearing Singo Manggolo's request, Ki Lurah Wanua Klepu smiled faintly.

"The rider saved lives the other day. If it's just a little help like this I can't, I'm really a person who doesn't know the return.

Let our swordsman enter ", take Mpu Jonjing while stepping towards the Klepu women's hall. Singo Manggolo, Panji Watugunung, Dewi Srimpi, Cempluk Rara Sunti and the soldiers of the King's personal guard led by Tumenggung Ludaka moved in the footsteps of the Keraman.

After all sitting cross-legged on the floor of Klepu's women's hall, Mpu Jonjing immediately rushed towards the kitchen to have his servants prepare food for the guests who came.

While waiting for the cooking, they had a conversation at the Klepu Wanua hall.

"If you may know, where are these men from? Bringing this many people there must be something important", asked Mpu Jonjing to Singo Manggolo with a faint smile.

"We are going to Pakuwon Tapan Ki Lurah, these three are my brothers. My bopo asks that I pick them up", Singo Manggolo politely replied.

"Oh so yeah..

At the end of this border area security with Wengker is often disturbed by herds of begal. Because the Duke of Suragati was busy facing a crisis against Akuwu Sunggingan, the security of the Wengker border area became neglected.

You're lucky you didn't make it last night in Bedrug teak forest. If you stay there, you must have been robbed by someone. Many Klepu residents are victims of the violence of the begal in Bedrug" said Mpu Jonjing with a long sigh.

"Thank you for the warning Ki Lurah..

We can take good care of ourselves. Ki Lurah take it easy" Singo Manggolo said quickly.

Lurah Wanua Klepu was immediately bearded to hear Singo Manggolo's words because he had seen for himself the ability of the young man's martial skills thick-bodied tempo the other day.

That night a typical rural simple treat was presented in front of the entourage of Panji Watugunung and his personal bodyguards.

The night soon changed in the morning. The clear weather that morning in the sky of the Wengker Duchy region made everyone excited to do their respective work.

After cleaning up and continued with breakfast, Singo Manggolo said goodbye to Ki Lurah Mpu Jonjing and thanked him for the help provided by the leader of Klepu women.

"We beg ourselves Ki Lurah..

Thank you for all the help that Ki Lurah gave us. We beg ourselves", Singo Manggolo said goodbye to Mpu Jonjing.

"It has become our duty as human beings, swordsman.

Be careful on the way. May you all be safe until your destination", said Mpu Jonjing just before Singo Manggolo jumped on his horse. Panji Watugunung and his two wives who had already climbed on their horses each immediately followed the footsteps of Singo Manggolo horse to the Pakuwon Tapan region.

After passing through a small river that became the boundary of the Duchy of Tanggulangin and Wengker, they continued to pound his horse through the road that divides the Bedrug forest.

Right in the middle of the forest, arrived..

Krrrraaaaaaaaaakkkkkhh...

Brrruuaaaaaakkkkh!!!

A tree fell across the road. The entire group was surprised to see it except for Panji Watugunung which still looks calm. From the direction of the bush shot two arrows towards Singo Manggolo.

Shrrrionnggg!

Warok Surapati's son immediately shook his right hand towards the arrow that was aiming for his life.

Whuussshhhh!!

The two arrows were instantly shattered in the air by the wind of Singo Manggolo's hand that contained a high level of power.

After that, about a hundred people dressed all in black wearing red wooden masks covering half the face, surrounded the group of Watugunung Panji.

"Who are y'all? What does it mean to surround us?", hardik Singo Manggolo quickly.

There was laughter coming from the east. Eardrums to ringing pain because the sound of laughter contains energy in a high level.

Hahahaha... hahahaha...!!

4 People darted from behind the lush trees of the Bedrug forest. The four people were wearing black clothes and green robes. They immediately landed in front of Singo Manggolo.

"We are the rulers of the Bedrug Forest. Hand over all your possessions if you want to survive. If not, do not expect you to see the morning sunlight again", said the man who was stout but looks already old because his mustache and beard had turned white.

"That fucker!

How dare you threaten me? Find dead apparently!", said Singo Manggolo who immediately jumped on the four of them.

The soldiers of the King's personal guard jumped down from his horse and immediately moved towards the Bedrugs. Tumenggung Ludaka also immediately rushed towards Singo Manggolo who was facing the 4 robbers.

A fierce battle instantly occurred in the middle of that desolate forest. They complain of their lives to achieve their goals.

Panji Watugunung, Dewi Srimpi and Cempluk Rara Sunti just stay silent on their horses each observing the situation.

"Denmas Prabu Jayengrana,

Should we help our guards?", asked Dewi Srimpi while continuing to pay attention to the circumstances around them.

"Don't underestimate the power of our bodyguards Dinda Srimpi..

They had undergone a series of exams from Kakang Warigalit and Ludaka to become the King's personal bodyguard. Surely each of them has a fairly high martial ability" replied Panji Watugunung immediately.

And it is true what the Watugunung Panji said. One by one the members of Alas Bedrug begal successfully paralyzed by their personal guards.

On the other hand, Singo Manggolo quickly slammed his right hand towards one of the two opponents.

Whhhuuugggh...

The masked begal tried to block the hit of Singo Manggolo's right hand by crossing both hands in front of the chest.

Bllaaaaaarrr!!!

Black blood spurted out from the lips of opponent Singo Manggolo. A friend of his direct slash his machete towards Singo Manggolo's neck quickly.

Shreeeeettttthhh!!

Warok Surapati's son was immediately convoluted to avoid slashing the opponent's machete which was accompanied by a cold wind smelled bad. He quickly lowered his body and his left hand elbow hit the opponent's chest hard.

Bhhuuuuugggh..

Ouuuggghhhh!!

The opponent bounced and the cleaver slipped out of his hand. Before the machete fell to the ground, Singo Manggolo flicked his right hand to the machete which immediately shot towards one of the 4 newly dropped begal.

The whuussshh!

The wobble drifted quickly towards the opponent and...

Jleeeeppph!!

Aaaarrrgggghhhhh!!!

One of the four leaders of Alas Bedrug bulged wide when he felt his stomach hurt. As he looked down, a machete pierced his back into his stomach. A moment later he collapsed with a machete stuck in his body.

Seeing his friend dead, the owner of the machete immediately shouted out loud while smashing his right hand towards Singo Manggolo.

"Could you fucker!"

A faint red ray of fishy smell of blood drifted rapidly towards Singo Manggolo. But Warok Surapati's son was not an arbitrary swordsman. With a quick movement he avoided the dim red light and then darted quickly towards the opponent who was aiming for his life.

His right hand turned a fiery red color with a stinging heat. Singo Manggolo quickly hit the chest of his opponent who was shocked half-dead at Singo Manggolo's speed of motion.

Rrrrrrrrrrr!!!

Loud explosions sounded. Singo Manggolo's opponent's body bounced far away and crashed into a large kweni tree growing on the side of the road. He was instantly killed instantly with his chest crushed and charred.

Ludaka had just slashed the neck of the opponent when one of his two opponents tried to butt in to finish his life.

At that crucial moment, a small red-light needle shot quickly towards the opponent who was about to support Ludaka Tumenggung.

Shrrrie!!!

Chfreeppppphi...

Aaauuugggghhhhh!!

The backer immediately stopped his movements when he felt something stuck in his neck. The stinging heat instantly spread throughout his body. Not yet had he realized what was happening, his body was dazed and fell to the ground. The leader of Alas Bedrug bulged shortly before dying with a white foaming mouth.

Ludaka who saw it all immediately respect the Goddess Srimpi.

"Thank you for Gusti Concubine's help", said Tumenggung Ludaka while respecting Dewi Srimpi.

The third concubine of Watugunung Panji just nodded smoothly without answering the words of Tumenggung Ludaka.

In a short time, the Bedrug Alas begal was paralyzed by the Watugunung Panji personal guards. The remaining 10 people who gave up were immediately tied up with a rope carried by them.

The guards then split the tasks between them. Some were looking for firewood to burn the corpses of the robbers while others removed the wood that blocked the road.

With good cooperation, the Watugunung Panji personal guards immediately completed their task. Once completed, Panji Watugunung and his followers rushed to leave the place.

They moved quickly towards Wanua Pulung, where the residence of Warok Surapati who served as Lurah there.

Once in front of the big house near the highway, a thick mustachioed man with a long black beard with a large body that had just descended the stairs of the house stared at the group of Watugunung Panji who stopped in front of his yard. Cempluk Rara Sunti immediately jumped down from his horse and ran quickly towards the stocky man immediately. The youngest concubine Panji Watugunung immediately embraced the body of a thick man who was none other than Warok Surapati.

"Bopo, I'm home!"

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Keep the spirit even though heavy rain continues to flutter our residence.

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