"So what happened today Agra?" Bima asked softly in front of the terrace of the house with Agra.

  Agra herself was still contempting while hugging her legs, the wound on her temple had been treated in the same way that Kirana had used, seeing her child who would not answer, Bima stroked Agra's head gently and looked up at the sky full of stars.

  "Do you feel like you failed to protect your mother?" Bima said, provoking what Agra felt.

  Sure enough, hearing those words, Agra immediately responded by turning to his father with a worried look. "I panicked when mother's warm blood flowed out... I felt like I failed to protect her when I remembered that incident."

  Bima gently embraced Agra and shifted her to sit closer to him. “No need to bme yourself… you are already great enough to protect your mother for a child your age, especially since you are not someone who studies kanuragan to become a pendekar or spiritual knowledge to become a spiritual expert.”

  Hearing his father's words, Agra looked up and asked. "Knowledge of occultism ? The royal soldiers also mentioned it... what is it actually? The previous soldiers also mentioned it, and what is occultism?"

  Bima smiled and looked at his son. “Are you curious about the path of a pendekar and a spiritual expert?”

  Unconsciously Agra nodded as a sign of agreement, his eyes also showed interest, Bima just shook his head and expined. "Okay, listen to this carefully, okay ..."

  Bima expined that in this kingdom there is something called the Science of Kanuragan and the Science of Mythology, there is quite a big difference between the two.

  Kanuragan Science is a science that refers to kanuragan that is used to protect oneself from harming someone, those who go through this path are of course more directed towards those who serve a ruler and become a military force becoming a Soldier to Commander, but apart from them there are also some people who choose to wander or inherit knowledge from their teacher to carve out a title that is attached to them who are usually called Pendekar.

  Mystical Science is a science that studies Nature, Emotions, thoughts and Soul. Those who study this are mostly those who are called shamans, healers, wise people and so on. They are the people who are closest to the spiritual realm and leave worldly things so that they often isote themselves from society.

  Actually, both sciences are reted to each other because both come from the same science, namely Spiritual Science or can be called Spiritual power. Spiritual Science or power is a power that can be used and learned by anyone because that power already exists in every human being, they only need to train it and as we know , Spiritual Science is divided into 2 types along with the development of the era.

  Both of these sciences are also divided into 2, namely white magic and bck magic, most consider white magic to be good science and bck magic to be evil science. However, for Bima, these sciences are actually neither good nor evil, what differentiates the two is how to get them and how to use them.

  “….so, what is said is white magic if used to oppress and harm will also certainly bring destruction and misery. While bck magic which is said to be evil if used for good will also certainly bring peace…from here do you understand it?” Bima concluded.

  Agra nodded in understanding. “Then do you need special criteria to study both sciences, Father?”

  Bima shook his head. “No son … there are no special criteria needed, although some people do have their own special qualities when they are born that make them quicker to learn both sciences, or because they were born from an unusual lineage… for example those who have blue blood.”

  “So… how do you practice these two skills?” Agra said determinedly.

  Bima smiled and looked up at the sky. “Before you think about how to start practicing, think first about how you will ask your mother for permission.”

  Agra immediately fell into deep thought, he knew how his mother was very protective of him regarding things like this, since childhood she had even directed Agra to be an ordinary person and live peacefully. Agra himself had asked about his mother's nature, but his mother always reasoned that she did not want to interfere in problems that endangered his life and peaceful life.

  Some time has passed Bima saw Agra from the front door of the room carrying a jug filled with charcoal, next to her Kirana came carrying several pnts such as spices and various flowers. Bima took the pnts from Kirana's hands and walked closer to Agra.

  But when he was about to enter his room, Kirana grabbed Bima's arm and held him back. "Sir... does this really have to be done?"

  Bima looked at his wife and stroked her head gently. “Honey… this is just to make sure, from your story earlier it is very likely that he has the talent to be one of them…”

  “But bro… Agra… him,” said Kirana, who was very worried.

  Bima hugged and kissed his wife's forehead warmly. "Calm down, dear... I just want to check whether your thoughts are right or not... whether your thoughts are right or not, I will not force her to take the path she wants to take... I also want her to live without any danger, but we also don't know how fate will bring her in the future."

  Hearing Bima's expnation made Kirana calm down and finally nodded in agreement, Bima let go of her hug and then entered his only child's room.

  Bima saw his son's face sleeping peacefully in front of him, then he sat cross-legged on the dirt floor of his house and pced a jug filled with charcoal in front of him, for a moment he recited a mantra softly and magically a fire appeared and began to burn the charcoal.

  As soon as the charcoal was lit, Bima continued to chant a mantra in a low voice. When he put the spices and pnts into the jug, the red fire immediately went out and was repced by fragrant smoke.

  The smoke spread like a river throughout the room until it reached Agra who was sleeping soundly, when the smoke was inhaled by him, Agra immediately looked like he was hypnotized by something, Kirana who was watching from the edge of the door looked confused by Agra's reaction, only Bima who now smiled in relief and knew that their child was not one of the people who naturally awakened his Spiritual powers.

  But the feeling of relief was only momentary, this was because Agra, who was initially comfortably hypnotized, suddenly became restless. Agra's restlessness grew worse and worse until his body kept rolling and moving on the bamboo bed he used to sleep.

  The anxiety continued to occur until it peaked when Agra's hand hit his altar hard and at the same time the jug in front of Bima also broke and shattered along with the contents of the jug scattered everywhere and at a gnce Bima could see that there was a Keris that was formed from the st smoke when the embers in front of him went out.

  Bima saw that and just sighed and immediately tidied up the scattered jug and charcoal. When he came out, Kirana immediately asked her husband what had just happened.

  Bima himself could only shake his head slowly while saying, "Sorry, kid..."

  Kirana immediately sat down sadly until she shed tears with the answer, not unhappy but she was more worried about her child's safety if she went through the path of the pendekars which was full of danger at every moment. "No!... please!... I don't want what happened to my parents to haunt our child Bima, especially those reted to your past... sob ..."

  Meanwhile, on the other side, more precisely in a house that is almost as big as the vilge head's house, but the yard is still not as big as the vilge head's.

  “This time,... WHAT PROBLEM DID YOU BRING HA!?” said a man who looked a little old with graying hair, beard and mustache while destroying the table decorations that were on dispy.

  “Calm down, sir… I’m sure this is just a misunderstanding,” said a woman who looked retively young, about Kirana’s age.

  “Sari!! Don’t keep defending your son!! How many times have I told you not to have anything to do with the kingdom and the vilge chief Wira!! But look at Tomo making a mistake in front of the soldiers while Tama almost hurt the vilge chief’s son!!” the man expined.

  “But why, Mr. Tarno !?... Don’t you have someone in the royal staff in the city!? Why be this scared!? Just settle it with money like usual!? Besides, isn’t this because of that bitch!” the woman named Sari retorted.

  The two people continued to argue and bme each other, they were Tarno, a rich merchant in the vilge of Manda Jati while Sari was his wife and Swari's sister, the two of them were married based on the matchmaking of Swari's parents who continued to do everything they could to take Tarno as their son-in-w.

  Sari is also one of those who hate Kirana, the reason is not very clear, but because she is Swari's younger sister, it is certain that she followed suit or accidentally got the brunt of Swari's nature of hating Kirana.

  “DAMN IT!!” Tarno lifted a flower pot and immediately smmed it on the floor. “CRANG!!”

  The shards of the cy pots scattered and some directly hit Sari's feet until they bled, Sari immediately held her feet and winced in pain while Tarno continued to scold his wife and child. "ENOUGH!!... as long as the Bahureksa Soldiers are here, don't cause trouble!!! You need to know that problems involving the nobles are not as simple as paying with money!... remember!! Even though we are rich, we are only traders!"

  Without waiting long, Tarno immediately went out of the house with a feeling of anger and without guilt, while Tama approached his mother who was sitting on the floor. "Mom!! Are you okay?"

  Sari smiled holding back the pain. “It’s okay honey… you just rex”

  While Tama was worried that Tomo was just casually sitting on a chair and opening the bottle and smelling a strong pungent smell, Sari ordered her maids to clean up the mess that had occurred.

  While he was being carried and sitting beside Tomo. “You!... why didn’t you protect your little brother!?”

  Tomo felt annoyed and immediately looked away. “Tch! Don’t comment if you don’t know the problem!! He’s smart when asked to cause trouble… but always stupid when he has to do something.”

  “What did I do wrong!! Agra was the one who started the problem first!!! I was just retaliating!” Tama protested.

  Tomo immediately spped Tama hard. “SLAP”

  “OH MY GOD TOMO!!” Sari shouted, immediately hugging Tama.

  But Tomo ignored Sari's words and pointed at Tama. "I don't care!... And next time if you want to retaliate or make a riot, pn it carefully or just tell someone to UNDERSTAND!!"

  Tama reflexively nodded hard as a sign of understanding, he was too scared to make a sound and his cheeks also felt so sore that his eyes started to tear up.

  Sari, feeling sorry, rubbed her child's cheek gently. "Calm down my son... and you Tomo, be a little gentler with your little brother!!"

  Tomo looked at Sari and immediately smmed the table. “THUMB”. “What’s your business!! I’m still willing to protect Tama as long as I’m around because he’s my brother even though he has a different mother, but who are you!? You’re just a stepmother who’s a few years older than me! and you have no right to order me around!!”

  After that he immediately left the house who knows where to go, while Sari just watched her stepdaughter leave her. Sari now only takes care of Tama who is now making an annoyed face at his sister.

  “Never mind… next time be more careful if you want to do something!!” said Sari while being nodded by Tama.

  The next morning while having breakfast, Tarno came in feeling annoyed with his men following him and sitting at the dining table just like that, there he only saw Sari and Tama. “Where is Tomo!?”

  Sari took food for her husband and answered. “I don’t know… he left not long after you left, I thought he came with you…”

  “Huh… he’s probably drunk or back with his friends,” Tarno guessed, then he looked at Tama who was eating a fairly rge portion. “Tama… for the next few days until the traditional ceremony, don’t cause any trouble!! The soldiers will be staying in the vilge for some time.”

  "Okay, Father," said Tama, nodding.

  Meanwhile, at almost the same time, Agra was heading to the house of the vilge head, Wira. On his head was a headband that he used to cover the medicinal pnts that covered his wound so that it would dry quickly.

  But this time he took a longer route because he wanted to fulfill his promise to the vegetable and meat stall owner who helped him yesterday. "This is herbal medicine made by mother to increase stamina and relieve your aches and pains, uncle."

  The two traders smiled happily, especially the meat trader who knew the Agra family. " Hahaha ... thank you son !, how is your father?"

  Agra smiled kindly. “Father is still sick, uncle, although there are no signs of improvement, but at least it is not getting worse because his body still looks fine.”

  The meat trader nodded. “Okay then, I pray that your father gets well soon.”

  "Thank you uncle, then I'll go first," said Agra as he walked away.

  But the meat merchant took some pieces of chicken and wrapped them in leaves and threw them towards Agra. “Catch this!! Consider it a gift for keeping your promise!!”

  Agra caught the chicken meat and then bowed to thank him, while the vegetable seller next to him asked. “You are so kind to that child… who is he actually?”

  The meat trader answered kindly. “Yes, his father was a former great hunter, he used to be my customer to sell his hunting results or buy other meat. I was also once saved by his father when looking for spices in the forest.”

  The vegetable seller nodded. “ Hmm … then this herbal medicine?”

  “Oh... that's the herbal medicine made by Kirana, his wife. She used to be a traveling herbal medicine seller. She seems to have healing skills, let me tell you that her herbal concoction is really effective!” said the meat seller convincingly.

  “Ah… he, I just remembered now, my wife also bought her herbal medicine and it really works!” said the vegetable seller, nodding.

  Not long after they were talking, someone in royal soldier's clothes stood in front of the two traders, but his gaze was directed at Agra with a look full of interest. After Agra's shadow disappeared, he headed towards the two traders.

  “Excuse me, can I ask you a few things?” the person said with a friendly face.

  The two merchants saw the soldier who gave a friendly look and immediately smiled back and replied. "Oh!... hehehe ... Sir soldier, please do us the honor."

  “Please… tell me what you know about the child if you don’t mind…” said the soldier.

  After the day began to turn to noon, Agra finally arrived at the vilge head of Wira, there he was immediately greeted by Aruna with an annoyed face.

  “ hump !... you're te!!” he said puffing out his cheeks until he looked like a hamster with a mouth full of seeds.

  Agra himself just smiled while shrugging his shoulders. " Well ... yesterday I got into trouble myself that made it difficult for me just to ask permission from my mother."

  In fact, on this day, Agra was not allowed to go out anywhere by Kirana's mother, and her mother herself was also not allowed to work in the rice fields today by Bima because apart from not having fully recovered, Kirana's mental condition had entered an overprotective mode where her thoughts would always be on Agra and she would always want to see him all day long.

  This would also result in Kirana unknowingly going to pces she should not have visited alone, such as the depths of the forest or the river near the vilge if her child was not visible to her. Agra herself was given leniency on the condition that she would return before the afternoon and would not leave the house the next day until the vilge traditional ceremony.

  Although it looks forced, but if continued Kirana's condition instead of improving her habit will make it worse. In the past she even threw a cy bowl at Bima just because Agra was scratched while pying with her.

  That morning was a very difficult morning for Agra because of his mother's nature, and with the excuse of finding out about the traditional ceremony, Agra was finally able to escape from his mother's embrace, because the children in his vilge would gather at the pce where the ceremony was taking pce even though they were actually just pying.

  “ Hmm … then how do you expin why your mother suddenly became like that? And why are you wearing a headband now?” asked Aruna.

  Agra smiled, besides Bima his father he did not tell anyone about yesterday's incident and did not intend to tell anyone. "Mom just has a common fever, and I was stung by a wasp this morning so there is no problem."

  Aruna looked at Agra with a probing gaze. “ Hmm … somehow I feel like you’re either unlucky or hiding something from me.”

  Agra was sweating coldly but he remembered that he had some meat in his hand. “Forget it!! Let’s grill the chicken I got from the butcher this morning?”

  Aruna's eyes immediately lit up and she immediately dragged Agra. "Why didn't you say so earlier!!!... let's burn it!!"

  Agra just smiled stiffly at the rapid change in his friend's nature. "Really..."

  The two of them immediately lit the coals next to the yard of the vilge head of Wira, Agra, there he had also asked for some spices and herbs from the vilge head's kitchen which was as big as Agra's own house.

  When he grilled the chicken with Agra's spice mix, the delicious aroma spread throughout the yard and it made Aruna, who was next to him, start drooling.

  The aroma of the grilled chicken apparently attracted the attention of several people at the vilge head Wira's residence, and sure enough, several men in simir clothes approached them. "Wow... your cooking smells really good."

  Aruna and Agra turned to look and there they found out that the people approaching them were Bahureksa soldiers who were apparently staying next to the vilge head's residence.

  There Agra immediately put on a sullen face. “ Hmp … what’s your business!?”

  Getting a curt treatment, one of the soldiers approached. “ Hey , hey , hey … come on, don’t be like that… we admit that we were wrong.”

  “That’s right… we also acted according to what was at the location at that time, especially in a critical situation that threatened lives,” another soldier persuaded.

  However, the fttery did not have any effect on Agra, he ignored the soldiers who tried to persuade him even though some soldiers did not like it because it lowered their authority.

  "Forgive my friend, uncle... he is actually a friendly child, but he is also an indifferent child when interacting with new people," said Aruna politely even though she did not actually know what the soldiers and Agra were talking about.

  Aruna's words were indeed true, and this was one of the things that made Agra have no other friends besides Aruna. Yes, even though he also knew several other children in his vilge, their retionship was not very close and they rarely interacted.

  “Then I’ll give you this meat as an apology,” said someone who sounded familiar.

  Agra and the soldiers turned around and found that it was the leader of the soldier team, then by handing over a leaf package that seemed to contain a lot of meat, maybe around 10kg. "My name is Yudha, I am the leader of this Bahureksa soldier team , nice to meet you Agra"

  Agra looked up and stared suspiciously at the person who cimed to be Yudha. “How do you know my name?!”

  Yudha ughed and shook his head lightly. “Calm down… didn’t your mother keep shouting your name yesterday?”

  Agra nodded but now it was Aruna’s turn to ask. “Yesterday? What happened yesterday? Agra!? Did you lie to me?”

  “Nothing… I think they met my mother when I was te picking her up, and I misunderstood them and got angry.” Agra said, looking for an excuse.

  Seeing the child in front of him who seemed to want to hide what happened yesterday, especially since he was using himself as the guilty position, he finally just went with the flow. “So… we’re making up?”

  Agra finally took the meat from Yudha's hand, and it turned out that after opening it, it was the same meat, namely chicken that had been cut into equal sizes.

  Agra gnced briefly then offered the meat back. “ haah … let bygones be bygones and if I bring this meat home, surely mother will entertain you at home, but mother’s health is still not very good. so this is just for you.”

  Yudha did not accept the meat but instead he thought for a moment and then turned to his men. "Have you eaten? It seems like the grilled chicken made by this kid is not bad either"

  The other soldiers immediately smiled. “ hahaha … the leader knows we are hungry.”

  "That's fine, it just so happens that the food looks tempting to the leader"

  “ hehehe … Yudha’s leader is indeed the best.”

  Seeing his very enthusiastic men, Yudha looked at Agra with a smile and threw a small bag towards Agra, and when Agra caught it, he could tell that it was a bag containing money. “This…-“

  “Think of it as compensation for one of our members who acted recklessly and misunderstood us, or think of it as your payment as our current chef for cooking the chicken meat in your hands.” Yudha interrupted casually.

  Agra looked confused for a moment but he chose to accept it. “Okay… job accepted… Aruna, help me!!”

  “Okay!” Aruna replied with a thumbs up.

  Now the atmosphere of Wira's residence looks like a party or a small event because in the yard there are many people who are preparing lots of food such as rice and a child who is grilling very fragrant chicken meat accompanied by the vilge head's housemaid.

  Moreover, Yudha turned out to be quite a friendly person because he invited the servants and employees who were in the house or residence of the vilge head Wira.

  However, kindness and pleasure can make someone grow jealous of some people, the proof is that without anyone knowing, someone was seen peeking at the pleasure of the soldiers in the yard.

  “CHUGH!!!... you guys are having fun while I get punished! It’s really unfair!... watch out!” said the person while hitting the tree next to him until it left a mark, after which he left without a sound.

  After a while, Agra's roast chicken was cooked and the meal began, at the same time the vilge head Wira also came with several people from who knows where through the front gate. "Wow... you are holding a meal but you didn't invite the host?"

  “Father….” Aruna shouted as she immediately approached her father.

  Yudha also approached Wira with Agra with a wide smile. " Hehe ... forgive us, demang, let's have lunch together"

  “Sorry, bro… I didn’t know it would turn out like this,” said Agra guiltily.

  Wira stroked Agra's head and smiled softly. "It's okay... this way the soldiers, servants and employees can rex for a moment."

  Now the impromptu event continued until it was time for Agra to go home after saying goodbye.

  "He's a good kid," said Yudha suddenly beside Wira while looking at Agra's back in the distance.

  Wira gnced and replied. "I told you, didn't I? Maybe it's also because of his parents' upbringing."

  Yudha nodded. “Yes… besides being kind, he also seems like a special child.”

  “special? What do you mean?” Wira said confused.

  But instead of answering, Yudha continued his words. "Isn't her mother Kirana? And her father's name is Bima? ... do you know where Bima comes from or at least his full name?"

  Wira thought for a moment then answered. “Yes, it’s true that they are both of her parents, for Kirana she is indeed a resident of this vilge because she is quite famous for her very effective herbal concoctions, while Bima is a newcomer who works as a hunter other than that it doesn’t seem like there is anything special. Why?”

  Hearing the expnation, Yudha nodded. “ Hmm … never mind, I know someone else named Bima too, whether it’s the same Bima or not.”

  Meanwhile, Agra who had arrived in front of his house looked confused. Not without reason, this was because his father was standing straight with his pale face assisted by a stick in his right hand.

  Confused, Agra approached his father. “Father? Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be s-“

  “ Wush …” Before he could finish his sentence, Bima suddenly swung his stick to the side, Agra reflexively ducked to avoid the attack.

  Bima smiled and nodded. “ hooh … good reflexes”

  Agra was still confused with his father, but Bima swung his stick again towards Agra. Although he looked pale and weak, Bima's body was still well-maintained with muscles that were still clearly formed, so that the swing produced was very fast and strong so that it was certain that if hit by the stick, the part of the body that was hit would turn blue.

  Agra kept jumping and rolling here and there from the blows of his father's stick. "Wait!... Father!... What is going on!?... Have I done something wrong?!"

  However, Bima ignored his son's question and continued to try to hit Agra for some time, until a blow hit Agra's back which made him fall and writhe on the ground. Agra's expression was also visible in great pain with several drops of tears coming out, after which Bima stopped the attack he was unching at his son.

  Bima approached then bent down to see his son who was writhing because of the pain in his back that he couldn't reach with his small hands. "You are still small but can move very agilely, keep that up... then a good way of dodging, but still messy and ugly"

  Agra was still confused by what his father did and said. “Father… what actually happened?”

  Bima smiled casually and replied. “Don’t you want to protect your mother by studying kanuragan and spiritual knowledge?”

  Agra widened his eyes and immediately knelt down. “ Ro -Father will teach me!? Has Father mastered both of those skills!? Is-is Father a pendekar? Does Father have his own title!?”

  “No…” Bima answered quickly.

  Agra, who was full of hope, immediately lowered his head in dejection, but then Bima continued his words . "I don't remember... because it's been too long since I've been involved in that world, well it's not really important either."

  Hearing his father's words, Agra immediately stood up with sparkling eyes, seeing his son who was starting to overdo it, he put his index finger in front of his mouth. "Keep this a secret... Father will not teach you again if anyone finds out, especially your mother, except at certain times or certain events."

  Agra immediately nodded. “Okay! Trust me, Father! I will not reveal our secret unless it is urgent or with Father’s permission.”

  But at almost the same time a loud voice from a woman was heard by both of them. “AAAGRAAA!!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MAKE YOUR BODY SO DIRTY! AND IT’S ALREADY EVENING! WHAT ABOUT YOUR PROMISE BEFORE!?”

  The father and son turned to the source of the voice and found Kirana approaching them with an angry face, while Bima quickly said to Agra. "AHEM!... Agra is a real man who keeps his words, now prove it"

  “Huh? What do you mean, Father?” Agra said confused.

  Bima immediately changed his expression as if he was reprimanding his son. “ Ahem !... son ! What did you do today? Are you still not listening to your mother’s words not to do any work?”

  Kirana who heard that immediately got angry and immediately pinched her. “WHAT!? ARE YOU WORKING!? MOTHER ALREADY TOLD YOU NOT TO WORK! AT LEAST WAIT UNTIL YOU ARE OLDER!”

  “ Ouch, ouch… Mom! Mom! Listen to my expnation first, Mom! Calm down first!” said Agra, who was in pain because her ear was being pulled.

  “DON’T LIE!! LOOK!, THEN WHERE DID THESE SPREADED MONEY COME FROM!?” said Kirana pointing at the scattered money on the ground.

  Agra was stunned, he didn't realize that the money from the payment at the vilge head's house was scattered everywhere, Bima was the same, he only realized it when his wife Kirana said that. "YOU'VE GONE INSIDE! AND CLEAN YOUR BODY...WAIT FOR MOTHER'S PUNISHMENT LATER!!!"

  “ hehehehe …” Bima saw the drama between mother and son in front of him, he could only ugh at the bad luck of his son who was brought into the house with his ear being pinched.