
As the evening progressed, there was no movement on the small hill after a loud scream and an explosion. White warriors are also on standby, if there are still remnants of the enemy trying to attack again. But there is nothing suspicious anymore.
With the rest of his strength, Patih Ragas and Ki Jaladara tried to inspect the small hill where the Manah Valley and Eyang Angkoro Murko fight. However, the two found nothing, other than the Five Books of the Land of Yava that lay undisturbed.
Wulan followed Patih Ragas, followed by Wanapati Jayadipa and Nata behind the princess. They combed around the small hill, and also found nothing. With a limp drooping down, Wulan cried and shouted loudly calling out the name of Manah Valley.
They scattered all over the small hill, hoping to find someone they were looking for. At one corner of the hilltop that had been deforested, Wanapati found a sword that stuck half on the ground.
The sword used by the Manah Valley during its last battle, the Maruta Dragon Sword. Wanapati let the sword stick and just bent her knees while shedding her tears.
Jayadipa approached Wanapati and patted her on the shoulder, crying broke again when Jayadipa realized the sword belonged to the Valley of Manah.
Nata moved slightly forward a few steps, the young man saw patches of green liquid splattered, like a liquid that enveloped the body of the Manah Valley. Nata helplessly held back his cry, while sitting cross-legged, the young man tried to touch the green liquid of the remnants of the Manah Valley fight.
At that time, all were overwhelmed with sadness, many lost their friends, and many lost their family members.
***
Today is the third day after the war. There are many victims on both sides. The funeral was held at that time by being made one in a large burrow right at the foot of a small hill behind the palace.
Wanapati proposed that next to the Dragon Sword of Maruta, be given a board that read Manah Valley. The young man intended to make a memorial for his best friend.
It could be said, the victor of the war this time from the stronghold of white warriors. Recalling, they managed to expel the subordinates of Eyang Angkoro Murko.
However, they lost someone who sacrificed his life for Sokapura and the Land of Yava. The Manah Valley knew for sure the consequences if it used the Gate of Death.
The next day, Ki Jaladara and his entourage, intend to return to White Spear College. Not only himself, but all the higher-ups of the white swordsmen, were about to return to where they came from.
At first, King Brahma had doubts, he was afraid that the enemy could come back with reinforcements. However, Ki Jaladara assured King Brahma that the black stream received serious injuries, and would not heal in a short time.
Finally, King Brahma released the white warriors in front of the partially destroyed palace gate.
“We also beg you to say goodbye, Your Majesty!” exclaim Wanapati followed Jayadipa and Nata behind the young man. The eyes of the three young men were still flushed and slightly swollen from shedding too many tears.
“I'm very grateful to you guys, especially—!”
King Brahma did not continue his words and simply patted Wanapati on the shoulder as he shed his tears.
“Send our regards to the Princess!” close the Wanapati and leave the Sokapura Palace. The young man was very sure, Wulan was still very hard hit over the loss of the Manah Valley when facing Eyang Angkoro Murko.
On the other hand, the Indra Pura Kingdom party gathered at one corner of the palace courtyard. They also want to return to their territory. There are many things to take care of, organize a new government, and also build a partially destroyed palace.
“On behalf of Indra Pura, I thank you very much for the kindness of Sokapura!” kusumawijaya bowed her body followed by Nastiti behind her.
“Prince is too proud!” sahut the Brahma King smiled.
“What! Prince, now he is the king in Indra Pura!” Suddenly Patih Sobo Lepen said and surprised all parties Indra Pura.
“Do you not want to have a generous king!” patih Sobo Lepen looked at the people of Indra Pura. “Life King Kusumawijaya!”
The words were followed by all the people from Indra Pura who were in that place.
Right in front of the palace gate, the Tanjung Pura party also wanted to leave to return to their territory. There are a lot of lessons to be learned after yesterday. It seems like King Kertanegara will also improve his government order.
“Looks like I have to copy Sokapura!” king Kertanegara embraced King Brahma. “Tanjung Pura side says thank you very much for the help of Sokapura!”
“Tanjung Pura's side is too shy!” sahut King Brahma approached King Kertanegara and Tanjung Pura.
***
In Indra Pura, Kusumawijaya ascended the throne and became king. For a long time, the people of Indra Pura longed for a generous figure and cared for his people. No more officials who corrupt and eat people's money, everything is cleaned by Kusumawijaya.
And the most surprising thing is, Roko Wulung and Sangga Buana were appointed as patih in the kingdom.
While in the Kingdom of Tanjung Pura, King Kertanegara implemented a new order in favor of the small people. No more high taxes suffocating the people and also the system of forced labor for the kingdom.
***
This morning, no activity whatsoever in the Sacred Soul College was still mourning the loss of the Manah Valley.
Ki Tunggul's state has slightly recovered, plus the Book of Land has also returned to college.
Three Flower Brothers visiting college. They wanted to see the condition of his students who fought against Ki Badra.
The biggest Kenanga tried to approach Wanapati who was sitting pensively in a hut near the college gate.
“Do not dissolve in sadness. The Valley of Manah sacrificed for us, for the whole Country of Yava!” kenanga sat next to Wanapati.
There was no reply from Wanapati, the young man still shedding his tears. However, unexpectedly, Wanapati suddenly leaned her head on Kenanga's shoulder to make the girl's face red.
“I will continue the ideals of Manah Valley to maintain peace in this Yava Country!” close Wanapati slowly hugging Kenanga.
Kanthil, the second girl of the Three Flower Brothers was about to visit Ni Luh's grave. However, the girl who always tied her hair instead found Jayadipa who was praying at Ni Luh's tomb.
“They are compatible not!” said Kanthil standing behind Jayadipa. “Ni Luh sacrificed for his beloved Valley of Manah. And the Valley of Manah sacrificed for all of us!”
Jayadipa got up and held onto Kanthil's hands, causing the girl to tremble slightly.
“You're right, hopefully we can keep Sokapura from the savages!” sahut Jayadipa smiled.
The smallest Cempaka, visiting Nata who is helping Mbok Pani in the kitchen of the college. It seemed, Nata's task this time was to prepare food for the college students.
“You are very suitable to replace Manah Valley!” exclaimed Cempaka standing in front of the kitchen door.
“Ehh, there are beautiful girl guests!” sahut Mbok Pani stopped his activities. “This is in, help Simbok also can!”
Cempaka entered the college kitchen and immediately sat down beside Nata who was still cleaning the rice.
“Maybe it's my Manah Valley job to do!” nata smiled.
***
“How is it, Nawang?” said an old granny who was boiling some potions in a large cauldron.
Not far from the kitchen where he was making potions, a young man collapsed helplessly on a mat-shaped bed.
Nawang found the young man whose body was filled with patches of green liquid stains, when going to the river. The girl took the young man to her home, because she loved the young man who had saved her life.
“It's been the fourth week, but can only move his finger!” replied Nawang—the granddaughter of the old grandmother who was boiling some herbs. “While his eyes are reluctant to open, Grandma!”
“The injury is very severe, Nawang!” the old grandmother noticed the young man who closed his eyes. “His right leg was broken, his right arm was crushed. Grandma wasn't sure if this kid was going to get well!”
“Nawang sure, Grandma! Definitely healed!” Nawang shed his tears and hugged the young man who was stretched out. “Nawang was once saved by him, now is the time for Nawang to be devoted to him!”
“I'm where?” said the young man who slowly opened his eyes. “Emm, my body, it hurts so much!”
“Thank God, you're sober, Valley!” sahut Nawang wept in the arms of the Valley of Manah which lay weak in the residence of Nyi Ampel.