THE SUN GOD SWORD
Banyu Lakuning
The death of Cakra Mandala, apparently had a bad effect on the mental Lakuning Banyu. This was the second day of the Surasena of Mourning, but Lakuning Banyu did not allow anyone to perform the funeral of his father.
His two younger siblings Princess of Golden Hair and daughter Flatah Sari just cry on the lap of his mother, Ratu Sedap Sari. The Golden Hair Princess who was originally going to be contested by the 10 Crown Princes, looked helpless. His round eyes, now narrowed and swollen for always crying.
As for Princess Flies Sari, she seemed most determined to face the death of her father. He was the only one who always tried to comfort both his sister and mother, even though his good intentions were fruitless.
Princess Flatah Sari, was the first to find the King of Cakra Mandala dead in her room with blood flooding her neck.
At the time of the incident, Princess Flatah Sari, who was only 16 years old, intended to deliver food to her hand father. Indeed the little girl was the most spoiled, so Cakra Mandala did not forbid her daughter to bring food every day, replacing Isatana's servant.
To his surprise, however, he found his father lying on the floor with a puncture wound to his neck. Sari's fly didn't see who did it, she just found the window of the room open. It seemed like the assassin had also managed to steal the god panca kris.
“Prince, it's been two days, we'd better bury King Cakra Mandala properly.” A priest approached Lakuning Banyu who was still lamenting the Cakra Mandala's body.
“I won't let you do it!” lakuning Banyu.
“But prince..”.
“Close your mouth Pastor, how many times should I say it, My father is not going anywhere, he should stay here!” Lakuning Banyu yelled at the priest, making the old man whose castle was taller than Lakuning Banyu, become offended.
“Well prince, if that's what you want I can't force.” The Reverend's speech was flat-pitched, it seemed that he would not care about Lakuning Banyu's attitude. “But the Prince should know, nothing can stop this weathered life, a cruel time will keep going, ready unprepared we will definitely lose the person we love the most someday.”
“What the true religious priest Nanda Prince said!” Darma Guru entered the mourning room followed by Sungsang Geni and Muksir.
“Eang Mahapati..” Lakuning Banyu said softly, his eyes unable to stare at Darma Guru.
“All here feel the same loss son, you, your sister, your mother, this Eangmu, and all the people of Surasena.” Darma Guru approached Lakuning Banyu, he patted the grandson with trembling hands. “After Darma Sena's death, I was the one who took care of Cakra Mandala alone, raised her, trained her to fight. Do you think this Eangmu doesn't feel lost?”
“Eang, how do I not feel pain? I'm not good at fighting, it's your father who always takes care of me, now that he's gone who else will take care of me?” lakuning Banyu lamented, “Keris Panca Dewa is also missing, so my presence in Surasena is currently under threat.”
“No one can threaten your status in Surasean my son, no!” Darma Guru stared at the corpse of Cakra Mandala, which was now so pale blue. “Eangmu will keep your status in Surasena.”
“We will take care of you Your Majesty!”
“Yes, me too!”
“And We are all!”
“We should do the funeral ritual, son. We sincerely accept the departure of your father, mother has also been sincere as well as your sisters.” Queen Sedap Sari, approaching Lakuning Banyu, hugged her son tightly and muffled her grief.
Finally Lakuning Banyu approved the funeral ritual of Cakra Mandala. Although his mind was still bumped, there was currently no other choice he had.
That day, all the people mourned, Surasena was hit by heavy rain as if the sky had also led the wise king to the afterlife. In the middle of the holy altar, fire soared despite the heavy rain. The holy fire, it feels reluctant to lose from the wet, or it may show that one's spirit never goes out while there is a will.
Sungsang Geni understood very well that Lakuning Banyu felt, should the pain that he felt was worse than Lakuning Banyu. But, one event is a rung to another, that's the concept of life. And Sungsang Geni understands, the concept of life lies in the hands of Sangheang widhi.
After a few days after the funeral, Mahapati gathered some of her most trusted people in her own room, Senopati Pancur Lara, a 30-year-old woman, in fact, he is 50 years old. Then the head of telik sandi, Jawapri and another, Senopati Datu Wenda who is the husband of Senopati Pancur Lara.
“Thank you, you guys have been pleased to meet my invitation!” said Mahapati Darma Guru, let his guests sit on the chair he had prepared before.
“No need to say so Your Majesty Mahapati, of course we will come to meet your invitation.” Senopati Datu Wenda saluted, followed by the others.
Darma Guru nodded slowly, then he said again, “My goal is to invite you, namely, to talk about the problems that have occurred in recent days, the death of King Cakra Mandala, the loss of the Panca Dewa kris, and the death of King Cakra Mandala, riots that made Majangkara work.”
“Kingdom of Majangkara?” said Jawapri, “I feel awkward about them, I think there is no way they intend to steal something at the residence of the prince of Warkudara?”
“Now, we can't confirm that any further, but I hope your aggot could dig up as much information as possible about it!” Dantu Wenda thought hard.
Datu Wenda is Senopati who was assigned to investigate the murder of 5 crown princes, but to this day he has not even got a single clue. It seems that the murderers were very good at hiding traces.
“This is still a big mystery!” senopati Pancur Lara.
“That's why I invited you here, I brought a young man with me!” Darma Guru then called the young man he was referring to, “Include him Sungsang Geni, the bodyguard of Prince Majangkara.”
The gazes of the three people immediately turned to Sungsang Geni, they watched the young man from his head to his toes. Appliances immediately appeared from the face of Pancur Lara, than her husband Danur Wenda, Pancur Lara had managed to awaken the chakra of ajna, so she could see the energy in Sungsang Geni whirling around her navel, she said, in large quantities.
“Geni!” said Darma Guru, “ Now explain to them, what you already know!”
Sungsang Geni nodded, then explained in outline the information he knew. Starting from the assault of bandits against Nyai Bidara, to the information described by Muksir while in prison.
“Young man, is your saying hard to accept? Can you prove it!” Senopati Danu Wenda asked, his forehead was frowning listening to Sungsang Geni's speech.
“That's why I called you here!” sela Darma Guru, “I want you to investigate the truth of this information. If it turns out you guys get proof , I myself will install a stake in the head of the Dalo Reef.”