ARYA MAHESA
Recovering

Arya was surprised by the figure she saw when her eyes had just opened. An old man with a long beard that was entirely white. What made Arya surprised was not just that, the figure she saw had met him before.

"Mom... "

Arya tried to open her mouth to make a sound, but her throat felt very dry. He had to close his eyes while enduring the pain from his throat.

The old man understood. However, this newly conscious little boy had already fainted for three days. He held up Aryan's head slightly and thrust out water with a glass made of bamboo "Your esophagus must be dry, this drink."

At first it was a little difficult for him to swallow the water. However, when the water had soaked his entire throat, Arya quickly finished the water in the glass. He realized that he was currently very thirsty.

"Slow down" said the old man, as he saw the water in the glass empty quickly. Then he breaks Arya's head to fill the glass and goes back to help Arya drink.

After spending four glasses, half of the fifth glass, Arya felt her thirst was gone. He did not continue to drink the water.

"Have you?" Ask the man, with a soothing smile.

Arya nodded her head confirming the old man's question. " Where am I?" Ask Arya after that.

"You're in my house, but now rest a little. I'll give you food." Said the old man while standing up and walking away from Arya.

"But—"

"I will answer your question later, now your body is still very weak. We'll talk when you've filled your stomach and had a little energy." Said the old man from behind the wall in the next room.

Arya did not speak anymore. He looked around the room. This house looks more like a hut because, this building is only bamboo and roofed with straw. He wondered how he got here.

Arya thought back about the Dragon. But Arya thought, The dragon she just saw must be only in a dream. Then the memory of his family came back to his head. He tried to stand up, but none of his limbs were capable of moving, even if it was just his fingertips. In fact, he actually could not feel the entire limb from his neck to the tip of his foot.

Aryan tears flow regretting her condition. He was convinced that his entire family was dead. Now he lives alone. And his body was like a dead man.

Not so long ago, the old man returned with a bowl made of coconut shells. Arya can smell the aroma of spices that sticking out of the hot steam from the contents in the bowl. At once his stomach was very hungry.

Arya could only resign as the old man raised his head by adding a cushion behind the head.

The man was slightly surprised by Arya's hunger. Although the soup he made was quite a lot, but Arya's portion of food was amazing for her size. The soup he made should be for four people. He deliberately overstated the soup for his two students. However, it had now run out into the stomach of this boy.

Shortly after her stomach filled, Arya was attacked by intense drowsiness. When her eyes closed, Arya fell asleep.

Seeing Arya go to sleep, the old man wanted to leave. However, he suddenly heard a rumbling sound all over Arya's body. It sounded like the sound of bones shifting almost all over Aryan's body. Every inch of Arya's body moved as if something was going on behind her skin.

Not only that, this old man also felt astonished when he saw the entire point of the Aryan chakra that had broken, now it was like he was recuperating. The man tried to touch Arya's right hand to make sure.

His eyes widened, not just the chakra point. However, Aryan's bones were crushed and his injured organs and blood veins were ruptured due to the burst of energy, gradually recovering at high speed. The thing he failed to do was to use his inner strength while trying to cure Arya.

"How can you?" Mumbled wonder.

He knew that the soup he made had a good effect on one's health and restored one's inner strength quickly. But, for sure the effect is not to make the body can recover on its own. Especially with very severe injuries like those that occur in the body of this child.

The man continued to pay attention to all those processes until they were done. Right now he was certain that Arya's entire body had recovered. Despite having lived for a very long time, it was only this time that he saw the human body being able to recuperate at this kind of speed.

Now, he sees Arya falling asleep like a tired child and needing a break. After making sure nothing else happened, he left Arya alone full of question marks.

Arya woke up the next day. As his eyes opened, he did not see the old man there.

He tried to move his fingers, although it was painful at first, after which he managed to grasp both palms. With great effort he tried to sit down. In the process, his entire spine let out a clamoring sound. When he managed to sit down, Arya could feel his entire body felt very sore.

Arya heard a small noise coming from out there. After several failed attempts, Arya was finally able to stand. He walked toward the door of the hut that lay on the ground.

Outside the door, Arya witnessed an incredible sight. The hut was apparently standing on the top of a very high mountain. From that height, Arya could see an extremely vast forest as far as her eyes could see.

He almost fell because he tripped on a rock, if only someone caught him too late.

"You ... How can you stand up!"

The sound surprised him. Arya turned to the person who had captured her body.

"I ... " Arya thought to answer, but she also did not know what to say.

Looking at the confused Arya, the person understood. "Oh, sit here first "

The old man asked Arya to sit on a bench surrounding a wooden table in the front yard of the hut.

Arya looked once again at the old grandfather's face to make sure, before she asked "Grandfather, you were the one who gave me a book back then, right? "

The old man smiled and replied "Yes, I gave you the book a while ago" he said, nodding, "Have you read it?."

Hearing that answer, Arya's feelings changed. There was anger in his heart "The book is what the people who killed my family are looking for, why did grandfather give it to me?" Arya asked angrily and looked at the old man sharply.

The old man, let out a long sigh and let go, then he shook his head. "No, I gave you that book. I was hoping you could control your prana. And ... " The old man turned to look at Arya with an equally sharp look "Instead, those people, are after your body."

Hearing the old man's words, some memories flashed back through Arya's head. He recalled when Wiratama told Natungga Arya's father, that he wanted Arya. Not at all about the book.

Arya's view is weakened, she also remembers when Ki Cokro told Arsa to protect Arya despite having to sacrifice her life, which indicates that the words of the old man in front of her are not a lie.

Arya lowered her head, her breathing was tight. Guilt rose in his heart "Why do those people want my body?" arya asked with a trembling tone holding back tears.

"Hmm, the story is very long. I'll tell you everything. But, recover yourself first."

"Please tell me, Cake... I want to know, why is everyone protecting me by risking their lives for me?" force Arya.

The old man shook his head and stroked Arya's head "Their color is your family" said the old man "And the family needs no reason to protect each other." he continued.

"But ... if ... they hand me— "

"They would rather die than give you up. "cut the old man. " Their deaths were not in vain. You survived! That's what you should remember now."

Arya's body shook. Arya closed both eyes with her right arm, now she was really crying. The sadness of being left dead by his entire family is now coupled with regret because he is the reason why his entire family died.

The old man felt sorry for Arya. However, this was the moment he had to accept the reality. If this little boy in front of him is able to survive, then he will tell Arya the truth.

According to the expectations of this man. Arya did not dissolve in her crying. When Arya's crying had subsided the old man again asked "I didn't ask when we met before. So, what's your name?"

"My name, Arya ... Arya Mahesa!."

"Mahesa?!"

"Yes!"

He looked at Arya to make sure once again. Before he finally nodded as if he had understood something. Suddenly he stood up. Arya was a little surprised and looked at him in wonder.

"Aryan! ... I'm not so sure if this is fate ... But, we have met. I ... Obskura!"

Hearing the name, Arya's eyes instantly widened then her forehead frowned, Wonderful. Arya remembered that she had read it in a book. However, Arya was not sure that this old geezer in front of her, was the same person.

"Obskura? ... You mean Grandpa, the God of Obskura?!" ask Arya Doubt.

"Yes!"