Monday, January 11, 2010

Chant of Night (4) An Early Clash

In the house of Kasatrian Hastinapura, Puntadewa together with two brothers, it is a quiet atmosphere. some velvet sapodilla tree in the yard reflect the light of the sun to their faces, through the behind brown...
colored leaves. That afternoon, the resting time, Wanci bedhug tengange, Semar tapped the time to visit his skipper.

"My skipper Puntadewa, Bimasena, Harjuna, there's mellow scratching your face. Is there something beyond the big things you the ability to bear it, so disturbing heart? "


"Grandfather Semar, you are truly a good panakawan , able to feel what we feel. It is true, there is a suffocating feeling of the heart.
Our existence in Hastinapura apparently unwanted by the Kurawa. They showed unfriendly attitude, and even lead to hostility. Our movement is suspected, we were forbidden to go out into the castle to face to face with the subjects, so we were so completely wrong to do something. "

"My skipper, with a less favorable situation does not mean you can not do anything.
For the wise, not time wasted. Each pulse should bring benefits. The work was not expected, but it worked. Dharma devotion not anticipated, but the living. "

"Grandfather Semar, we become confused, what must we do?"

"Well…welll…my skipper. What are you? In Saptarengga your grandfather Abiyasa has taught many things, just a few months of life in the palace, your heart becomes dull. Do you not see and feel the life in this Beteng environment. The servants of the king's policy victims, living in misery and stress. They need to be defended, protected and freed from various threats. As a warrior do you still ask, what must be done? "" Grandfather Semar, we've tried to do that, but we were even accused of being against the policy of the king and make trouble in this Beteng "

"You have to be wise as serpents and harmless as doves. You can do something for a justice, without having to arouse suspicion and make trouble. Do not stop because it was blocked! Because really good work will never be finished only by passively and doubt. "Without waiting for an answer, Semar immediately walked away. Her legs are big and strong up the sand, passing between the velvet Chrysophyllum trees. Puntadewa, Harjuna Bimasena and froze. They looked up to the leave of Semar lost seketeng door.

That afternoon the sun was blocked by cloud, their red faces becaused of reprimand of Semar, are more red exposed by sand at Kasatrian yards which flying in the wind.
From the look in their eyes can be seen that they are feeling devastated. They realize lack ability to face a situation that deliberately to further discredit them.

Suddenly the quiet afternoon was shattered by the noise of the Kurawa who came in Dalem Kasatrian. Accompanied by cynical rebuke, they approached Puntadewa and younger siblings. The three children of Pandu were silent. The hurting words, was ussually out of the mouths of the Kauravas.

"Huaa ha ha ...! Confused! Daze! No wonder the mountain kids confused in the palace. Ha ha ha. Do not live in the palace of fun? eat well, sleep well, if still lacking? Do you still want want a sweet plump, pretty sexy? Huaaaa ... "" Well, keep your mouth brother Dursasana, if you do not want me to tear. "

The Kurawa silent, they are thrilled by the words Bimasena. Puntadewa tried to ease the tension.


"As an older brother who we respect you should not issue harsh words pierced, because we really want to live in peace. In this Hastinapura not no difference between us "


"No different from us? Hua ha ha ha. ridiculous! We are the sons of kings who lived in the palace, while you are children of Pandu who lived in the woods. "

"But my father Pandu is the rightful king to the throne of Hastinapur."

"The dead can not ascend the throne. But if you want to be treated like a king's son, please ask your father to hug you, huaaaaa…ha..ha.. "Scoffed Dursasana. "Well, brash."


Bimasena could not contain his anger when his father was insulted. Duryudana and Dushasana who are in front of him, He went with his feet, both fall flat on their back touching the sand. The Kurawa swarm forward. Yet the noise continues, suddenly there came a voice that was familiar in his ear. "Bima my son."


He turn his head to the direction of the sound. He saw his mother Dewi Kunthi and  Yamawidura his uncle has been among Puntadewa and Harjuna. At the same time Kurawa’s were leaving Kasatrian.

"Bima, keep your anger, there's no point making a scene in the country which we love." "Right Kunthi mother said, if you let your anger passion wild, the result will harm the country, harming others and destroying ourselves."

Without a word Bimasena walked into dalem Kasatrian, followed by Kunthi, Yamawidura and her siblings.


Arriving in the living room, they sat together. On the occasion, Yamawidura convey the latest developments concerning the presence of children of Pandu in the State Hastinapura. There is a group of State officials and the nobles who made the report, that since the Pandawa entered the capitol, the authority of the king gradually subsided. If this is allowed, at the time later revealed the king will move to Pandhawa. So the only way to do is to expel Pandawa from the Earth Astinapura.

"I've reminded the king, in order to examine the truth of the report first before taking a decision. But both Gendari and Sengkuni words more influential. My brother King decided, you were expelled from Hastinapura. But there is a glimmer of hope, when my brother King still hear my voice, to not drive you out of the earth Astinapura. He let me bringing you in Panggombakan, which is still comparatively Hastinapura region. "


Full moon night, Kunthi, five children and Yamawidura left the capitol of Hastinapura. Not like when they entered the capitol, this time, which it passes along the road, no people cheered, except that a nocturnal animal sounds sadness song. Meanwhile, the round moon hid her face behind a black cloud, she did not have the heart to see the injustice that carried the children of men.


(herjaka HS)

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