NAMBI gasped. Even the troops he led were pounding with tension when they saw Rangga Lawe blocking the way. The tension between Nambi and the Majapahit troops was not because they were nervous about facing the Tuban troops, who were fully armed and had neat ranks. But the Majapahit people were fascinated by the authority of the Duke of Tuban at that time.
Rangga Lawe sits on the back of Mega Lamat's horse. Dressed in all-new armor. Hair loose. His face was radiant, reflecting a sincere surrender. Her waist was slung over a dagger decorated with jasmine flower arrangements, permeating the fragrance.
What surprised the former Majapahit troops was that the Duke of Tuban was wearing a white cinde belt. Something that is not her sari is worn by a Senopati who appears on the battlefield
"Hey, Nambi, you can become the prime minister of Amangkubumi, as long as you can meet the requirements!" suddenly Rangga Lawe shouted rebuke.
"Hm, say that condition!" for a moment to calm the tension of the heart, Nambi replied.
"The conditions are very easy. You have to step over Rangga Lawe's corpse first!" shouted Rangga Lawe mockingly angrily "but if you are unable to fulfill that requirement, it will be your head that I will chop off and trample on as a mat!"
The face of the patih from Majapahit was burning red. He replied "Your words are too big, Lawe! Come on, let's see! Prove it, whose bones are harder. Rangga Lawe or Nambi!"
"I'm glad to see your knighthood!" Rangga Lawe immediately moved Mega Lamat's horse to circle around the opponent.
Nambi will not stay silent. It would be dangerous if Lawe just let him surround himself. Every time he can be speared by Lawe. Then play the horse Brahma Cikur to balance the opponent's movements.
Thus the two old friends, at that time faced each other as enemies. It's a pretty sad event. That two kadehan people from raden Wijaya who for years had worked hand in hand in the struggle, at that time were attacking each other, stabbing and stabbing.
After all, Rangga Lawe is indeed more agile and experienced in battle. After successfully luring his opponent to stab him, suddenly Rangga Lawe took control as hard as he could. Mega Lamat can catch his master's intention. The horse recedes backwards then as fast as lightning spins behind the opponent and moves closer together.
"Goodbye, Nami!" Simultaneously Rangga Lawe thrust a spear into Nambi's stomach. He was sure that Nambi would scatter his intestines.
But Nambipun was quite wary. Even though he was surprised because he did not expect Rangga Lawe to carry out a very fast infiltration strategy, he did not lose his power to avoid it. Quickly he squeezed his legs into Brahma Cikur's stomach. The horse knows orders. With all his might, the beast jumped forward. But it turned out that he was still less fast than Rangga Lawe's spear. Credit.....!! the tip of the spear penetrated into Brahma Cikur's hip, coming out of the right hip.
Brahma Cikur fell like a tree being cut down. Because he was jumping forward but suddenly collapsed, Nambi lost his balance. It was as if he was pushed and then thrown to the ground. Fortunately, the Majapahit governor was not seriously injured except for a little dizziness and his weapon being released. Simultaneously he bounced awake. But at that moment, Rangga Lawe was already lunging at him with the tip of his spear facing him.
Nervous because he was unarmed, Nambi remembered the incident with Raden Wijaya when he was arrested by Kebo Mundarang, the prime minister from Daha. Raden Wijaya traced the rice fields. Soil spurted right on Kebo Mundarang's face. Nambi will repeat the method. Simultaneously he bent down, scooped up a handful of sand and then sprinkled it towards Rangga Lawe.
"Uh...." Rangga Lawe was surprised as he rubbed his eyes which were covered with sand "hey, damned, where are you going to run!" as soon as his eyes could see, he kept trying to attack. But it turned out that Nambi had disappeared.
Nambi did escape and then with his troops withdrew across the Tambak Beras river, returning to Majapahit territory as well. Rangga Lawe was about to give chase but was prevented by his followers. The area on the other side is part of Majapahit territory, dangerous. Moreover, the power of Majapahit has not been fully issued. Rangga Lawe complied.
King Kertarajasa received a report on the victory of troops led by Nambi over Lawe's followers who wanted to join Tuban. But at the same time, the chief of the Hangsa Terik soldiers came forward and presented a report that the Nambi troops who were moving towards Tuban had been ransacked by Rangga Lawe. Now the Majapahit troops scattered and fled and hid in villages. They were afraid of being chased by the Tuban troops.
His Majesty was very angry. Simultaneously ordered to prepare a large army to attack Tuban.
Lembu Sora and Kebo Anabrang prevented. The Majapahit troops were still tired, having difficulty facing the attack by the Tuban troops. But it seems that Kertarajasa's majesty could no longer be prevented. He decided "If Lawe can't be exterminated, then I'd better burn the Majapahit temple into an abomination!"
Lembu Sora and Kebo Anabrang did not dare to oppose the king's wrath. His Majesty immediately ordered several officers, Kala Angerak, Satan Kobar, Buta Angasak and Juru Prakosa to go look for the Majapahit troops led by Nambi. The four gallant nayaka were assigned to gather and rebuild the strength of the Majapahit troops which were in ruins. And ordered to investigate the power of Tuban.
After they departed, the prabu prepared ten thousand soldiers, and he led himself to Tuban.
Arriving at the Wirakrama desert, the prabu received a report from a secret code that had infiltrated enemy territory. That Tuban was ready to continue the war. The Majapahit troops led by Nambi scattered and hid in the villages.
Not long after, the Tuban troops led by Rangga Lawe appeared to attack the reinforcements led by his king. Rangga Lawe riding the horse Nila Ambar.
His Majesty was dumbfounded. He realized how many victims would fall in that battle later. Seeing the king restless, restless. Lembu Sora immediately begged Idin to come forward to welcome Rangga Lawe. His Majesty gave idin.
Rangga Lawe was immediately surrounded from three directions. Kebo Amibrang from the east. Sarkara crows from the west and Mayang Mekar from the north. But the Duke of Tuban was not the least bit afraid. Among the three Majapahit senopatis, he chose Kebo Anabrang's opponent. He wanted to take revenge on Kebo Anabrang, who the other day dared to challenge him.
Then the two powerful Senopati faced each other.
"Lawe, give up. Perhaps the king will be pleased to bestow mercy on you. But if you persist, your corpse will not be buried in the ground!" cried Kebo Anabrang.
"Don't talk big, Kebo Anabrang!" said Rangga Lawe "here is not Malay land where you can show off your supernatural powers! Nor is it the Majapahit temple where you can open your mouth wide! But what you are standing on is the earth of Tuban, the ground that will be your grave!"
Kebo Anabrang was about to answer but didn't have time because Rangga Lawe had already lunged with a straight spear aimed at his chest. Senopati Pamalayu quickly took his horse aside and then parried it with his trident, tring. . .
there was a terrible jingling ringing accompanied by a scattering of sparks.
Rangga Lawe and Kebo Anabrang were both stunned.
But actually, Rangga Lawe is stronger. He just shook his hand and his face was red for a moment then calmed down. But Kebo Anabrang felt that his entire arm up to his shoulder was vibrating violently and he was feeling pain in the pit of his stomach. His face was red for a moment.
Rangga Lawe was very quick to attack too. The spears were played louder. The tip of the spear is like a snake squeezing into the opponent's body. Looking for and infiltrating the Kebo Anabrang defense hole.
Silently, Senopati Pamalayu had to admit the valor of his opponent. There was no other way except that at that time he had to form a strict self-defence. After the opponent's energy decreases, then he will hold a counterattack.
However, what Kebo Anabrang had hoped for never came. The longer Rangga Lawe even more powerful. The attacks intensified. Even on one occasion, suddenly Rangga Lawe launched an unexpected strategy. The Duke of Tuban swings the tip of the spear towards the opponent's throat. When Kebo Anabrang snapped his spear to shoot up, he suddenly complained in surprise "Too bad I was deceived..." His spear shook the wind because the opponent's spearhead suddenly disappeared.
"Die you, Kebo!" shouted Rangga Lawe as he speared his opponent's stomach. Crek, tring.... Rangga Lawe was aghast because the tip of his spear stabbed into the opponent's stomach with a hard object. He quickly realized that the hard object must have been a pending belt with a hard metal head. Thanks to the head of the belt, Kebo Anabrang was spared from the terrible destruction.
Kebo Anabrang was surprised. Pain in his stomach, flowing cold sweat. As soon as he found out what was happening, he also slammed the hilt of his spear into the opponent's spear, string. . .
Rangga Lawe likes to fight. In every battle with the enemy on the battlefield, he always kept in mind the combat tactics that the opponent pointed out. His good moves were taken to enrich his combat skills. Thus at that moment he remembered the fighting style of a Tartar officer he had fought before. He almost got hurt, if at that time he didn't quickly jump away. Now he wants to try the strategy that the Tartar soldier officer has played on Kebo Anabrang.
When Kebo Anabrang hit the base of his spear, Rangga deliberately let go of his spear then drew his sword and as fast as lightning he stabbed his opponent's thigh.
Kebo Anabrang was really surprised. For the second time, he realized that he fell for the trick of the opponent. But this time he could not parry or dodge again. In a helpless state he was still trying to move forward.
Crek.... simultaneously with pain from a bit of flesh
his thighs peeled, he heard his horse neighing loudly and collapsing. The horse was stabbed to death by Ranggu Lawe. Fortunately, the wound on Kebo Anabrang's thigh was only small. As soon as he was thrown to the ground, he immediately jumped up and jumped his horse forward so that he was free from the opponent's stab. Then he turned Nila Ambara's horse towards Kebo Anabrang and then lunged.
The son of a soldier from the Kebo Anabrang army was shocked when he saw Senopati fall from his horse which was stabbed to death by an opponent. And it was even more surprising when he saw Rangga Lawe about to attack again. Because the distance was far, they didn't have time to save Senopati anymore. The only way that can help Kebo Anabrang, is just to rain arrows on the Duke of Tuban.
"You coward Kebo Anabrang! Fuck you, O people of Majapahit!" Rangga Lawe cursed as he spun his sword to block the arrows that scattered as fast as the rain poured down. Nila Ambar's stomach was squeezed tightly. The horse went up and jumped to take its master away. Rangga Lawe realized that if he didn't escape quickly, he would surely fall down adorned with a thousand arrows.
When Rangga Lawe returned to his army, he was greeted with joy and cheered by the troops of Tuban. It was Kebo Anabrang who was pensively sad at the rest of the Majapahit troops. Senopati Pamalayu was disappointed, embarrassed, furious and angry over the defeat he had suffered that day. He was ashamed to face King Kertarajasa. His determination, before carrying the head of Adipati Lawe, he did not want to face his majesty. And if he fails to defeat Lawe, he would rather kill himself.
That night he could not sleep. And he came out of the guest house, took a walk along the banks of the Rice Pond river. Suddenly he remembered his late teacher's message. That if you face a difficult problem, you should do sidhikara or meditate asking for blessings from the Gods. Simultaneously arose his desire to carry out his teacher's message. He was looking for a place, under a large rock that is located on the river bank. He began to meditate. Silence, emptying the mind, leaving the soul and I-ness, wandering into the realm of sonya runyi, like a traveler looking for cold water.
He didn't know how long he had been immersed in the vast emptiness that had no end, when suddenly he was surprised to see a white, shining object moving toward him. As it got closer, the shining object grew bigger and bigger and finally shattered and turned into the figure of an old man whose hair, beard, eyebrows and clothes were all white.
"Who are you, grandpa . . . !" shouted Kebo Anabrang in a tone of voice from the subconscious.
The grandfather in white looked at him "I am ME in your creation. My name is also in your creation. Never mind, what do you want?"
While being consciously and subconsciously gripped by his subconscious, Kebo Anabrang could not grasp the meaning of the strange parents' words. Except the question. So he answered "Grandmother, I beg for guidance in this war"
"You mean to beat Rangga Lawe?"
Kebo Anabrang agreed.
"Ah, your request is too far-reaching. It violates Hyang Widdhi's taboo if you insist on knowing the secret veil of Nature's nature. You are ahead of the will of the Creator of the Universe!"
"But grandpa, that's the destiny of my life. As a war senopati, I must be able to defeat the enemy. I can't bring myself to see the blood of thousands of Majapahit soldiers flowing into this Rice Pond river."
"Try all your strength and magic as a senopati"
“But grandpa, the enemy is too strong. So I have to ask for directions grandpa..."
"You still insist on violating the taboos of Nature? There's an elbow to the fine, Angger"
"Even though it is destroyed, I am still willing. As long as Rangga Lawe disappears from the earth!"
A soft sigh was heard "Okay, mortals are given the freedom to do as they please because every move of that action already contains Karma. Grandmother will give you instructions. Look at your thumb nails. You certainly see clearly what you have to do!"
Kebo Anabrang was in a hurry to carry out the order.
"How, is it clear?"
"Yes, grandpa...."
"But remember Kebo Anabrang! Whoever owes money must pay!"
"Servant willing to redeem with the soul. Thank you, grandparents .... hi!" suddenly Kebo Anabrang jerked awake from his meditation. The all-white old man was gone. And in unison, a partridge was heard crowing from the forest in the distance. The weather looked red. Kebo Anabrang immediately returned to his troops' residence. Only a few moments he rested, dawn had arrived. He ordered a soldier to deliver a letter to Lembu Sora. Then he escaped from the palace to the banks of the Tambak Beras river.
Kebo Anabrang with his horse crossed the Rice Pond river and then immersed himself in the water to refresh his lethargic body. He prepared himself to intercept Rangga Lawe. He wanted to avenge the defeat suffered yesterday.
Apparently Kebo Anabrang's movements could be detected by Tuban spies who were on duty at the river crossing. Quickly he reported to the Duke of Tuban. Instantly, Rangga Lawe jumped onto the horse's back and galloped into the Tambak Beras river. In order to see Kebo Anabrang immersing himself in the water with his horse, Rangga Lawe suddenly jumped on his horse.
The fierce battle between the two rivals took place very fiercely. Finally Rangga Lawe suffocated to death because he couldn't stand being pinned down and immersed in water for so long. . . . !
The arrival of Lembu Sora followed to the Rice Pond river because he was worried that Kebo Anabrang would lose. And when Kebo Anabrang and Rangga Lawe sank into the river and did not appear for a while, Lembu Sora rushed to the river bank. He wanted to help if Kebo Anabrang got into trouble. But for the sake of seeing Rangga Lawe lose and perish in such a horrible way, Lembu Sora's blood immediately stirred. He thought that Kebo Anabrang was too ferocious in abusing Rangga Lawe.
As his mind's awareness faded and his consideration that Kebo Anabrang was a friend who was both carrying out the task of the king to annihilate Rangga Lawe, Lembu Sora seemed to be scorched by the fire of anger. Rangga Lawe is the son of his nephew. He did not let his nephew be tortured so cruelly by Kebo Anabrang.
And as if driven by some magical power, Lembu Sora simultaneously jumped into the river where the two men were fighting while pulling out their swords.
Kebo Anabrang did not know that Lembu Sora had come to the river after him. And also coincidentally, when the water surfaced, it was facing towards the back where Lembu Sora was. Also because he had fought furiously with Rangga Lawe for so long. in the water, his breath was panting. His eyes were still blurry.
Cret. .. He felt his back pierced by a sharp weapon. Because of the pain, he was about to scream. But apparently not time anymore. Before he opened his mouth, the point of the weapon had penetrated out of his chest and he and Rangga Lawe had fallen into the water again.
The entire surface of the Tambak Beras river is red because of the blood of the two senopati who died until now. Kebo Anabrang died because he was exposed to an oath that had been warned by the invisible Atma who, in his creation, offered an old man with hair and dressed all in white. Every debt must be paid. The debt of the soul, pay the soul.
Rangga Lawe died because he defended a position he considered correct. For the sake of his devotion to the king. And it was the Tambak Beras river that had the honor of accommodating the bodies of the two best sons from Majapahit
... .
Rangga Lawe's body was taken to the Majapahit temple, Adipati Wiraraja who was notified, then together with Kiageng Palandongan, Rangga Lawe's two wives and their son Kuda Anjampiani, immediately rushed to Majapahit. After Mertaraga and Tirtawati performed the belapati ceremony by plunging into the fire or dying obong, Wiraraja and Kiageng Palandongan returned to Tuban. In accordance with Rangga Lawe's message, the Anjampiani Horse was handed over to his grandparent, Kiageng Palandongan.
"Ah, that's the end of the life of a senopati who died because he insisted on defending his position. And my story is finished, son," a voice came from a deep breath in a forest located in the valley of the Brantas river.
Under a large majakeling tree in a virgin forest where no human foot has ever stepped on, sat a young brahmin atop one of the large roots of the tree. In front of him also sat a little boy.
Apparently some time earlier, the forest was being bathed in rain pouring down from the sky. The trees look fresh, the leaves still hold water droplets. The atmosphere was bright cheerful, cool refreshing.
Apparently while calming down, the young brahmin told about the story of Rangga Lawe, the Duke of Tuban who rebelled against Majapahit.
"The rain has stopped" said the young brahmin "all right, you should immediately bring your goat home. So don't stay too late in the middle of the road, Dipa. Eh... is it true that your name was Dipa?"
"Yes sir..." said the shepherd boy.
"Ah, you don't need to speak to me sir! Just call it uncle or brahmin uncle!"
The child was stunned. His body was shaking slightly. Because it was cold, even because it was thrilled to hear the young brahmin's words "Ah, sir, don't make fun of me. How dare I act so less customary? know yourself. You can't be disrespectful to my flagman, who is said to be a Vaisya. A Sudra person who is rude to a Vaisya person can be punished with a ranking order. You are of course a Vaisya, right?"
The young Brahmin gasped. He looked closely at the face of the shepherd boy. A boy about seven years old. Broad forehead, round eyes, large nose, wide mouth and thick lips. His rather short body, although thin, but strong and healthy. The young brahmin was somewhat amazed to see the expression on the face of the shepherd boy sitting in front of him. Rather extraordinary, he thought. He was interested in the boy's words earlier. That such a small child has been suppressed in his mind by the village's great-grandfather who owns cattle. His soul was overshadowed by a sense of inferiority. His spirit was broken by the shackles of caste ties.
The young Brahmin sighed with pity "Ah, I am not a Vaisya but a Brahmin. It is true, according to the teachings of the Shiva religion, we humans in this country's society are divided into four caste groups. Namely, Brahmins, ksatryas, Vaisyia and Sudras. I belong Brahmin caste
The child was shivering with fear. Simultaneously he slid from the root of the tree he was sitting on then sat down on the ground "Ah, forgive me, lord brahmin . . " he worshiped reverently.
The young brahmin shook his head "It's really a pity for this child. His great-grandfather's soul and spirit have been killed" he said secretly in his heart. Then quickly he took the child's hand and then lifted him to sit on the root of the tree again "Dipa, indeed the Brahmins are the highest caste. But I personally don't like you to be so respectful to me. Because I owe my life to you. bleating ran into this forest, I would have been struck by that big snake .... "
The young brahmin turned to the left. At a distance of a few spears from its place, it appears a large snake coiled to death. His head shattered.
"Actually killing it, even killing animals, is taboo for brahmins. But earlier I was forced to kill the snake that had eaten your goat," said the young brahmin in a tone prone to regret. Then he faced the child again "Dipa, it was because you shouted to warn me earlier that I had time to jump away from the big snake's strike. But poor thing, your goat was used as a substitute for the snake's target. As a brahmin, I must uphold my dignity. My soul you are the one who helps, then there is no longer a caste boundary between the two of us. I ask you to use the term 'uncle brahmin' to me. And for your dead goat, I will reimburse the price."
The young brahmin took a piece of gold and gave it to Dipa. The child was trembling and pale.
"Accept, Dipa, so you don't suffer the anger of the village's great-grandfather," said the young brahmin as he slipped the gold coin into Dipa's hand.
The young brahmin's warning made an immediate impression on Dipa's mind. He imagined how his great-grandfather would treat him. Every morning, he had to look for water in the shower, wash the dishes, sweep the yard and then go tending the goats. If the bath bowl, barrel and jug for drinking are not completely filled with water. If the dishes are not clean enough to be washed or the yard still has dry leaves scattered, it will certainly receive a strong slap from the flag. Once, even by accident, he broke a bowl, his great-grandfather got angry and beat him with a broomstick.
The boy realized that if he came home with a missing goat, he would receive a harsh punishment from his great-grandfather. Imagining that, he was forced to accept the young brahmin's gift "Thank you, uncle . . man brahmin. I will of course give this gold to my treasurer ..."
The young Brahmin smiled contentedly. Even though the value of the gold piece was much higher than the price of a goat, he was willing to give it so that the boy would not suffer the torment of his master. Suddenly the young brahmin's eyes flashed sharply. He looked at the child "Dipa, why are you so thin? Are you often sick?"
Dipa was surprised, he said hurriedly "No brahmin uncle. I'm not sick and rarely get sick!"
The young brahmin nodded "Hm, I know, Dipa. Your great-grandfather certainly doesn't give you enough food. You are squeezed out of your energy but you don't pay attention to your food. It's okay, Dipa, don't be sad. You know what is called asceticism?"
"I don't know," said Dipa.
"The ascetic person is a person who has an ideal goal. In order for his goals to come true, he performed asceticism by reducing and some even forgoing eating and sleeping and only meditating asking for the blessing of the Gods. So, Dipa, consider your suffering from lack of food, lack of sleep all this time, as an ascetic practice. May all your dreams come true..."
Dipa's heart was touched instantly when he heard the Brahmin's words. For the first time in his life, he had never heard such words. At first he was moved to remember the fate of his life. But the new wind that the brahmin exhaled, created a feeling of freshness in his heart. His enthusiasm grew.
"Dipa" suddenly the young brahmin also shouted "do you often fight?"
The question that was far from the original conversation earlier, really surprised Dipa "No, brahmin uncle ....."
"That's very good"
"But I am often insulted and ridiculed by the children in my village. Because they see that my ears are wide, my nose, legs and arms are all big, they make fun of me as an elephant. Actually, I don't care about their taunts.
But one day, the son of my great-grandmother, ordered me to fight with those naughty children!"
"Did you win or lose?" asked the brahmin.
“If it's one on one, even if two kids beat me up, I always win. But they often go forward four to five children. And if four or five kids beat me up, I'll definitely lose!"
The brahmin fixed his eyes, exploring all the senses and all over the child's body. He said a moment later "Your bones are good, your body is strong and your supingi faith is great. One day you will definitely become a famous person"
"Ah, don't brahmin uncle make fun of me like that" Dipa half wailed shyly.
"No Dipa. What I'm saying is indeed a reality that exists in you. Too bad Dipa..."
"Why brahmin uncle?"
"Right now I'm carrying out an important task. If not, of course I'll give you lessons in martial arts. Science is a teaching of training the movements of the hands, feet and body when facing people's disturbances. Apart from self-defense, those exercises will also make our bodies healthy and strong!”
"O, fighting is also knowledge?"