Balada Utopia Dr Sucitra

The greatness of a king
Is in his wise thinking
The greatness of a state
Justice for people to get

ATASANGIN.—Accompanied by the Dean of the Faculty of Politics and Social Sciences Prof Dr Kumbayana, Dr Sucitra visits the Rector of Atasangin University Prof Dr Baratwaja.

BARATMAJA: I'm very surprised reading you letter to resign as an academician. Why, Dr Sucitra?

SUCITRA: I'd alter my profession.

BARATMAJA: What profession?

SUCITRA: Politician!

KUMBAYANA: A politician? Nah, hahaha… great! Extraordinary utopian! However, have you thought it twice? Actually, you're a theoretician of social sciences and politics, but you're no a practician. What can you do?

SUCITRA: That's the case! I need political practice. In academic world there's no chance to be a politician. I need political freedom, not just a mere freedom of speech!

BARATMAJA: Does such a freedom exist?

SUCITRA: It is abroad! I'll emigrate to a democratic country.

BARATMAJA: Atasangin is a democratic country. Where are you going to look for democracy?

SUCITRA: Hmh! Atasangin Democracy is pseudo-feudal! I'll go to Pancala. There is succesion in the country. The President of Pancala, Jendral Gandabayu is doing a democratic succesion.

KUMBAYANA: What's that?

SUCITRA: Whoever will be the president of Pancala, if s/he has a power to rivali General Gandamana.

KUMBAYANA: Nah, hahaha… what power do you have? Power Wagon, Power Metal, Power Slave? Nah, hahaha… which one? Theory? Bullshit! All theories exist in discourses, and all discourses differ from reality. More radically, there is no meaning outside a discourse! Nah, Citra never day-dreaming! Be realistic! Educating nation is better than utopia. Nah, hahaha.…

SUCITRA: Sorry, Prof Yan! I dislike debating with you. Our theoretical references are different. I agree with Michel Foucault! Discourse and power can be splitted from reality. It needs proving! Prof Dr Baratwaja—I ask permission to go!

BARATMAJA: All right, have a good trip!

SUCITRA: Good bye, Prof Yan.

KUMBAYANA: Well, be successful! If you succeed, I'll follow you traces. Nah, hahaha… good bye!

SUCITRA: G’bye!

Hurrily Sucitra
Goes to Pancala
Pancala Competision
Against Gandamana

PANCALA.—President Gandabayu calls Defense Minister General Gandamana to discuss the succesion.

GANDABAYU: How do you do, General Gandamana? Is there a warrior who can rival you?

GANDAMANA: No, Sir! But there is a new candidate. Dr Sucitra from Atasangin, is a great expert of politics and social sciences, and … still single! Huahaha… please go forward, Dr Sucitra.

SUCITRA: Thank you!

GANDABAYU: Do you know the rule of the competision? Air-war, air duel! If you can rivalize the expertise of General Gandamana's air-war, you will have a right to be the president of Pancala and a right to marry my princess Dewi Gandawati.

SUCITRA: What?

GANDAMANA: Huahahaha… surprise! Do you think this is a kickboxing? Obsolet! Let's make air-war! You can choose an aircraft you like.

SUCITRA: Stark dead I'm! Well, let's do it.

GANDAMANA: Ok!

Tandang gonera
Sang Gandamana
All citizens watch
The air-war of both

PALAGAN.—General Gandamana steps forward sturdily into a superpowerful aircraft. Dr Sucitra hesitates! Such a competision never exists in his imagination. His thought is only fulfilled by social and political theories. He does not know war strategy. Go back off, how shy! Than back off is it better go for air-war.

“Come on, Sucitra!”
“Ok, I'm ready!” (Whoosh!)

Both aircrafts
Speedily fly

“Long live, General Ganda!” “Long live! Long live!” (Clasp! Clasp! Clasp! Wistle-wistle!) “Wow, stubborn!” Teet! “Your trumpet, Bro—deaf me!” Toeet! “Bastard!” (Thwack!) “Ouch!” (Clunk!) “Taste this!”
“Ssh! Shut up!” “Nuuut-Peanuuut! Peanut, Sir?” “No!” “Cigar, tissue, Getsby!” “No!”
(Thwack!) “Ouch, bitch! Don't buy, don't hit!” “Hahaha…!” (Duut!) “U fart again!” (Phew!) “Rather!”
“Shut up! No voice no noise! Eh, let's gamble?”
“Ok, I nominate Mr Ganda!” (Cplek!) “Great! I, Mr Goen!” “What?” “Heheheh…!”
(Whoosh!) “Miss it” (Boom!)
(Whoosh!) “Gotcha!” (Kaboom!)

Sucitra's aircraft
Is destroyed

“He died?”
“Beat me!”

Gandamana powerfully wins
The champion of competision
Turn to another event
That's called Gara-gara

KARANG KABOLOTAN.—Frozen breeze in a mountain slope. The peak of the hill is foggy. From a hut it is heard a song. A heart consoling song! Panakawan are singing while joking.

Wayang mana, wayang mana?
Wayang eta nu pang jagona
Hayang mana, hayang mana?
Hayang eta nu pang gedena

“Ehm, brr… so cold! Hunting with Mr Pandu, I'm unlacky! He gets the big ones; I
get the small.”
“Of course, Truk! He uses a weapon and you use ketapel. Differance!”
“Ahihi… traditional!”
“How can u rivalize Mr Pandu: modern equipment! Tools are more than talents. Although you have great talents without tools you are slow. All slow shows, you accept. Static culture will rivalize dynamic culture. How comes?”
“Yes, yes! Where's father?”
“With Mr Pandu!”
“Let's go there?”

PANDU: I think my holiday is sufficient, Ki Semar. Let's go to Astina.

SEMARr: OK, Sir!—Sons, let's go!

“Great!” “Okay, Dad!”

Pandu passes
Through the bushes
The attack faces
Perang kembang

ALASAMAR.—Pandu Dewanata battles. All handicaps he thraws away. The attackers run away. Galopping n running!

“Phew, bastard! F-face me Gendir Penjalin!”
“O, Cakil—hit him, Gong!”
(Clunk!) “Ouch!” (Whoosh!) “Feel this!” (Thwack!) “I d-die….” (Crash!)
“Hehe… that's all! Here more!” (Whoosh! Thwack!) “Waaw… your ketapel hit me, Gong! Careless u!” “Hehe…!”
“Babo-babo! Pragalba, Rambutgeni, Padasgempal, Jurang-rawah, Buta Terong, Galiuk—attack!" (Jlap! Jlap! Jlap! Jlap!)
(Whoosh!) “Eat the bomb!”
(BOOOOM!)

The giants
All died
It's seen a man
Flying in the sky

“Eh, look, Truk! That!”
“What? A paracutte's falling!”

Panakawan
Here n there run

PANDU: Who are you?

SUCITRA: I'm Sucitra. Oops… luckiy I'm safe! O yeah, who are you?

PANDU: I'm Pandu and he is Ki Semar. Why did you fall over here?

SUCITRA: Yeah… I lose a competision. Badfate! I couldn't rival the expertise of General Gandamana's air-war in Pancala. He's superpowerful!

PANDU: O, that's right! Moreover if he used Wungkalbener Aircraft, he'd not be destroyed. That's the power of Pancala! However, if you like, I can help you.

SUCITRA: What? But—?

SEMAR: Em, hahahah… don't disguise, Mr Citra! General Pandu Dewanata is the President of Astina. He is an expert of polemology, a war warrior.

SUCITRA: O, great!

PANDU: The rival of Wungkalbener Aircraft is Narantaka Aircraft only. It's officer's logics. But it should be completed with a witty intellectuality. It's not only a hard war, but also a soft war. The modernity of Pancala should be rivaled by posmodernity. Remember Toffler's Powershift, and War and Anti-War can be reffered.

SUCITRA: Wow, kawiryan unites with kawinasisan. Too fast asleep I was in political ivory tower. I fall sound asleep in reality, live in utopia. It's like God's bless, I meet General Pandu Dewanata.

PANDU: Drive Narantaka Aircraft. Be successful! Fly!

SUCITRA: Thank you!

Narantaka in a hurry
Flies highly in the sky
Sucitra recently
Wins in the sky

PANCALA.—Dr Sucitra wins! After the competision he is given a rank of General, marries with Dewi Gandawati, and he is inaugurated to be the president of Pancala. Now, his name is General Drupada. And in his government he agrees with General Gandamana that is inaugurated to be vice president.

Pick a flower ina lakonet
Close the Sigotaka Gate

Semarang, December, 24, 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

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The Death Of Kalakarna

In the early morning
The king holds meeting
With vizier he’s discussing
The princess kidnapping

MANDRAKA.—PRABU SALYA ordered PATIH TUHAYATA to look for Surtikanti around the country. TUHAYATA has been back and ready to give information to the king.

SALYA (curiously). Have you found the princess?

TUHAYATA (feeling guilty). No, sir. But I’d met her lover in Petapralaya and told him about this case.

PUJAWATI (amazingly). She’s not there?

TUHAYATA. No, Madam! But he has promised to help us to find her.

SALYA (cheerfully). Well, but how?

TUHAYATA. He told me that he’s going to meet Janaka in Madukara. Maybe he is the man who kidnaps the Princess.

PUJAWATI. No way! He’s her friend.

SALYA. I think it’s possible. All right, Vizier—you may go and keep searching.

TUHAYATA. Yes, sir!

MADUKARA.— SURYAPUTRA goes to Madukara Palace. He is mad at JANAKA and accuses him of kidnapping her lover. They are about to fight.

SURYAPUTRA (angrily). Janaka! Where’s Surtikanti? Don’t you dare kidnap my darling!

JANAKA (calmly). I don’t hide your lover. But I know the man who has kidnapped her.

SURYAPUTRA (startled). Who? Where’s he? Tell me, Janaka!

JANAKA (smiling). He’s Kalakarna—the King of Awangga.

SURYAPUTRA (while leaving). Ok! I’m going there. I’ll kill him! See you later, Janaka!

AWANGGA. In the front-yard of Awangga Palace, SURYAPUTRA meets KALAKARNA. They have a big fight.


SURYAPUTRA (shouting to KALAKARNA). Hey, you—bastard! Where’s my lover?

KALAKARNA (laughing at him). Who? Yer lover? Huahahahah… not yers! She’s mine!

SURYAPUTRA (spitting on the ground). Khk-cuah! Go to hell—son of a bitch!

(Because of his anger, KALAKARNA tries to hit and kick him.)

(SURYAPUTRA jumps aside and gets a spear.)

SURYAPUTRA (aiming his spear quickly at KALAKARNA). Now, you dead! (He stabs his spear in KALAKARNA’S heart.)

KALAKARNA. Oh, no!

(KALAKARNA falls in war.)

AWANGGA. After killing KALAKARNA, SURYAPUTRA looks for his lover in Awangga Palace. He meets her in the park.


SURYAPUTRA (approaching his lover). Hallo, my dear! Are you OK?

SURTIKANTI (smiling sweetly). Hi! How could you find me here? How did you know if Kalakarna had kidnapped me?

SURYAPUTRA (gazing softly at her). Janaka told me. At first, I accused him of kidnapping you. I know who he is—a playboy.

SURTIKANTI (launghing). Are you jealous?

SURYAPUTRA (smiling). Yes!

SURTIKANTI. Why? He’s your brother.

SURYAPUTRA. My rival!

SURTIKANTI. Really?

SURYAPUTRA (proudly). Yes! Let’s go.
(They go home happily, and the curtain falls slowly.)

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Nurkala Kalimantra Riot In Suralaya

The glass screen, Gusti
Is shadowing wayang
Wayang's obeying dalang
Dalang's ruling wayang
Its shadow is sign, Gusti

MERCUKUNDA, SURALAYA—Sang Hyang Pramesti Guru Jagatnata is Sang Hyang Otipati, the king of Jagat Triloka, sitting on the throne of Kursi Gading Gilang Kencana, visited by divas, bataras, sanghyangs, gods, goddess, all citizens of Sorgaloka.

JAGATNATA: My brother, Kakang Panji Narada—what does really happen in this Kahyangan? The Magma of Candradimuka bubbles, lava seethes, earth quakes, Gerbang Selamatangkep cracks, Palace damages. What is this, Kang Panji?

NARADA: Mercy me, Adi Guru—very very sorry. Those all are caused by the giant soldiers from the state of Tunggulwesi led by General Nurkala Kalimantra. He wants the throne of heaven. That's it, Gusti Pramesti.

JAGATNATA: O the heaven of divas! How cursed he is! Why isn't he banned?

NARADA: It is, Adi Guru—Cingkarabala and Balaupata succeeded to block the giant soldiers by closing Gerbang Selamatangkep. And now they are in the desert of Repatkepanasan. To follow it up, we are waiting for your command, Adi Guru.

JAGATNATA: Don't let those creatures trample Kahyangan down. Let them go! Chase them away! If needed, kill them!

NARADA: All right, Gusti! Let me go—Indra!

INDRA: Yes, Sir!

NARADA: Equip all war power of to attack the mal-troops of Nurkala Kalimantra.

INDRA: Yes, Sir!

“Attention! All divas are well prepared: Batara Brama, Batara Wisnu, Batara Surya, Batara Bayu, Batara Kamajaya, Batara Sambu, Batara Kuwera, Batara Yamadipati, Batara Aswan, Batara Aswin, Batara Bermana, Batara Bermani, Batara Bermana-kanda, Batara Citragada, Batara Citrasena, Batara Sambodana, Batara Rawiatmaja, Batara Karaba, Hyang Patuk, Hyang Tem-boro, Hyang Dewanggana, Hyang Dewasana, Hyang Dewang-kara, Hyang Sanggana, Hyang Pancadewa, Hyang Pancaweda, Hyang Dewatama,—”

“Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!—”

All divas are prepared
To attack Triloka's foes!

The mal-giants
Are in action

REPATKEPANASAN—General Nurkala Kalimantra is waiting hatefully, standing angrily.

KALIMANTRA: Grrrk-cuah-huahaha… e, e, bojleng-bojleng the devil's evil! Where is Jagatnata? Surely he is hiding in the armpit of an angle! Afraid of me! Huahaha… is such a model fitting to be maharajadiraja of all divas? Descend from the throne, Jagatnata! Give it to me! If not, Suralaya will go heavily wrecked and ruin!

KALAMURKA: The deuce, Gusti—look! Selamatangkep Gate opens. The divas declare to war!

KALIMANTRA: Grrrk-cuah! The cursed devils! Attack!

“Attack! Attack! Attack! Attack—”

The giants move
Attacking!

Angrily! Cruelly!
The giants fight!

“You dare to diva?”
“Why not? You are fighter, so am I! You are manly, so am I! Prove: who is better, to be the best fighter!”
“Khhk-cuah! Mad giant!”—(Clap!)—“Ciiaatt!”—(Jder!)
Boxing! Fighting!
(Bet!)—“Hih!”—(Dez! Dig! Bugh!)—“Hegkh!”—(Bruk!)
“Stand up, Diva!”
“Ouch… m-mercy m-me….”
Kicking! Attacking! (Brak!)—“Aakkhh!”
Without moving he is dying.
“Brama, loser! Bayu, back off!”
“All divas, back off! Back off!”
“Back off! Back off! Back off!—”

NARADA: Bad luck! All divas lose their power. Wisnu!

WISNU: Yes, Sir!

NARADA: Forward!

WISNU: Yes, Sir !

“Nurkala Kalimantra! Fight me Batara Wisnu!”
“Who? Wisnu? March—where is the champion of divas? Grrrk-cuah! Look, are you sleeping? O facing downward! What are you doing, Wisnu?”
“No mal-question! Feel this missile of Cakra—you die!”—(Wuzz! Clap!)
(Krep!)—“Huahaha… such a missile does not wrok!”—(Pluk! Ccss!)
“Crazy! Useless, Wisnu!”
“Ouch, damn it—”
“Run! Run! Run!”

Diva's fighting
All away flying

NARADA: Oops, Adi Guru—bad luck! All divas had no power, all angles didn't win. What is to do now, Adi Guru?

JAGATNATA: Kakang Panji Narada, please go down to earth to look for a champion of divas—a man of planet a guy of earth!

NARADA: All right, Adi Guru!

As comes gara-gara:
Sign of middle tale

KARANG KABOLOTAN.—A suburban village. Old Dusun. Far-touching Dukuh. Lonely isolated! In the middle oh clearing, in the valley, in the foot of a mountain, there is a hut made of palm-fiber. That is the house of Ki Semar Badranaya and all the sons of Panakawan of Amarta. Without city pollution, they live happily. live is full of joy joke.

Lir ilir, lir ilir
Tandure wus sumilir

“Er, Truk—come here! Bring me a golok and bamboo.”
“What for?
“For fire! Let's be hot: evening—fog is going down. Er, where is Bagong?”
“Beats me! Looking for boar, maybe? The weather like this: so many corn-bugs in the clearing.”
“And, Father—where is he?”
“Waiting for Mr. Jun!”
“In the hill?”
“Ho-oh, brrr… cold!”
“Burn this corn!”
“Ah, boring! In such a nuance: I miss my lover! Hehehe….”

Love adoring
Miss hunting

“Indah, my beloved!”
“Wow!”

SEMAR: What's up, Mr. Jun?

ARJUNA: The Parachute Tunggulnaga rescuer of missile Ardadedali falls right here in this hill. Look, here you are! Fortunately, it is not exploded together with the aircraft loaded with Ardadedali that had been shot by the enemy.

SEMAR: O, o, o.

ARJUNA: Now, let's go to Indraprasta. I hope my brother Yudistira has found the state principles of Kalimasada.

SEMAR: OK, Sir.—Sons, let's go down town!

“Nah!” “Ok, Dad!”
“Come on, Gong. Town!”

Goes downhill Arjuna
Passing through jungle

The ban of Cakil
The evil devil

MARGASOPANA—General Arjuna and Panakawan fight the band of bandits.

“S-stop! W-what is y-your name? W-where are y-you g-going? F-from w-where? Five thousands! Hurry up!”
“What! Robbing me?”
“Hit n beat, Gong!”
(Thwump!)—“Ghk!”
“Pragalba, Rambutgeni, Galiuk, Bita Terong—march attacking!”
“Yes, Sir!” “All right!” “Great!” “Ok!”—(Jlap! Jlap! Jlap!)—“Look out!”—(Klick!)—“Hiiaa!”—(Dreder-der...!)—“You die!”
“Hehehe… Fool giant!”

All giants die
Then Arjuna meets Narada

NARADA: Eladah… bergenzong so long no sing song! Luckily, Jun—we meet. And Ki Semar, too, hahaha… how are you?

SEMAR: Dull news! Eh, Nar—why does diva idle here? Are you jobless in Kahyangan?

NARADA: Sorry, Ki Semar—you see…. Kahyangan is riotous! Suralaya is attacked by mal-troops of Nurkala Kalimantra. Divas lose, mortally wounded, surrendered! All angles are restless! I am ordered to look for a champion of divas in this earth. That's it, Ki Semar.

SEMAR: O, o, o… what's his name? Nurkala Kalimantra! Eureka! He has the similar family tree with the giant-king Kalimataya who attacked Suralaya but was destroyed by the great expert of nuclear Prof. Manumayasa. Now there is no champion for divas but General Arjuna.

NARADA: All right, Ki Semar! Are you ok, Jun?

ARJUNA: Yes, Sir!

In a hurry Arjuna goes
To Suralaya mal-foes

The giant's wounded. Died!
Without hurting heart!

REPATKEPANASAN—Ardadedali missile destroys Nurkala Kalimantra. Exploding!

“Kalimantra dies!”
“Long live Arjuna!”

Kalimantra vanishes
Kalimasada exists


Semarang, 27 November 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

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GITADARMA DR MINTARAGA

Kembang sungsang cahya kunang
Kadia lintang gilang gumilang
Tembang hyang pangreka dalang
Dadia piwulang wong ngawayang

MERCUKUNDA, SURALAYA—Tribuwana Maharaja Sang Hyang Otipati Pramesti Guru Jagatgirinata is Sang Hyang Manikmaya, leader of Jagat Pramudita sitting on the throne of Dampar Kencana on a silk carpet embroidered by jewelry, visited by the diva leaders of Triloka.

GIRINATA: Kakang Panji Kanekaputra, why hasn't the catastrophe of Triloka finished yet? Even it turns to be calamity. All divas live in misery, all angles are sad; hapsaras are wounded, the sufferings of hapsaris are sorrowful. These all should be overcome, Kang Narada.

NARADA: Eladalah, Adi Guru—dangerous! The weather is deadly bad, Candradimuka is wildly mad, divas are very sad, Tribuwana is threatened by the giant mal-troops because General was refused to be the husband of Supraba. They will not go back to Manimantaka if they do not bring her. That's it, Indra?

INDRA: Yes, Sir! Supraba refuses to love Niwatakawaca. I myself don’t' want to be his father-in-law. Grr phew! How can a giant have a diva as his father-in-law? Sinner!

GIRINATA: O the world of diva! Basically the giants have no ethic. How impolite he is. If they can not be educated, execute! If they don't want to go back, exhale! If they force, terminate! Chase them away from Suralaya.

NARADA: All right, Gusti!—Bayu! Prepare the Triloka's soldiers. Kill the giant troops of Niwatakawaca!

BAYU: Yes, Sir!

“Batara Brama, Batara Surya, Batara Wisnu, Batara Bayu, Batara Sambu, Batara Kamajaya, Batara Yamadipati, Batara Kuwera, Batara Karaba, Batara Bermana, Batara Bermani, Batara Aswan, Batara Aswin, Batara Citragada, Batara Citrasena, Batara Sambodana, Batara Rawiatmaja, Batara Bermanakanda, Hyang Dewatama, Hyang Dewanggana, Hyang Dewasana, Hyang Dewangkara, Hyang Pancadewa, Hyang Pancaweda, Hyang Patuk, Hyang Temboro,—attention!”
“Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!—”

Tribuwana's troops
Ready to make war

Giant troops
Are in action

SELAMATANGKEP GATE.—The giant troops are ready to fight to force the divas give Supraba. The war strategy of General Krudaksa, the commander of Manimantaka, looks very powerful. In the left side stands Colonel Discreet; in the right side, Captain Wirakta; and in the back side, Lieutenant Kalawaktra.

KRUDAKSA: Krrk-phew! Diva, diva! Resisting Gusti Niwatakawaca's love is asking for catastrophe. If Supraba is not given to us, Kahyangan Solendrabawana will go to wreck and ruin! Even I'll make Suralaya damaged, ruined, destructive, vanished. Krrk-phew!

DUSKERTA: Good! Don't show off, diva! A giant can get married with an angle. To make inheritance better! Though the giant's smelly, his wife's pretty; though the giant's stingy, his wife's pretty; though a giant, his wife is Supraba. Good, isn't it? Ha, ha, ha!

WIRAKTA: Yeach! Supraba is very pretty. Truly pretty angle has no rival, perfectly beautiful! Oh, Supradin, e, Suprana, ha! It's wrong again—Supra what?

KALAWAKTRA: Walakadalah, Gusti! Look! The gate is opened! The divas are well equipped to fight!

KRUDAKSA: Bastard! Attack!

“Attack! Attack! Attack!—”

The giants attack
The divas back

Wildly battling!
Madly fighting!

“Go forwad, Diva!”
“Brave to Brama?”
“Brama? O, this is the warrior of Deksinapati: why is the diva of fire so cold n frozen! Whoosh!”—(Clap!)
Boxing-attacking (Clunk!) kicking-beating (Plunk!)—“Taste it diva—whoa!”—(Boom!), till blue and black! “Mercy me!”

Uncounted wounded!
Uncounted injured!

“Where is the warrior of divas?”
“Bayu: go forward!”
Boxing-clashed (Thwack!) and kicking-smacked (Smack!)—‘Gulp! Gulp ouch phew! Mad giant! Attack my back! Ouch… oh, oh, ouch! Give up!”—(Crash!)
“Dangerous, Surya!” + “Wisnu, back off!”

Divas' fighting
N to sky flying

NARADA: Dangerous, Adi Guru! The giant troops are really powerful, superpowerful! They make all divas powerless. How is this?

GIRINATA: Be calm, Kang Panji! Indra, look for a diva's warrior. Go to Indrakila—visit Prof Mintaraga.

Indra: Ay, My Majesty!

Batara Indra
Goes to Indrakila

In the middle tale
As comes gara-gara

KARANG KADEMPEL.—The sky above a village in a hilly mountain is like a crimson umbrella. The weather is brightly red! The peak of Indrakila hill looks powerfully beautiful! Singing a kidung song from a palm fiber hut is interesting. Panakawan are singing, dancing and joking.

Gandasari buah ati
Pujaan urang sadaya
Buku pinuh kupapaes
Alus jadi patamanan

“Ha, ha, ha, ha… Sundanese Asmarandana! It's Ok, too. Em, waiting for my boss concentrating, contemplating n meditating—here it is: strange! Em, yesterday he was flirted by Suralaya's chicks, he was still ignorant! Those pretty angles were not gazed by him at all. Even, I couldn’t bear. Ha, ha, ha….”
“That's it, Gong—strictly devoted: meditation for manggayuh karaharjaning praja mamayuayuning bawana.”
“Em, Reng—what's up?”
“Dangerous! A boar in the Lab!”
“Ha? Let's look!”

MINTARAGA: I shot it!

PADYA: I, the shooter!

SEMAR: Stop, Indra!

INDRA: Ha, ha, ha… sorry, Ki Semar—I pretended and teased Mintaraga for Suralaya. He is asked to be a diva's warrior to execute the giant troops of Niwatakawaca. How is it, Prof?

MINTARAGA: OK. I need Ms Supraba participating.

INDRA: All right.

Soon Mintaraga goes
To do his holly duty

Kicking-attacking
Of kembang battling

RIMBAMALA.—Mintaraga is battling with the troops of Manimantaka.

“S-stop! W-who are u?”
“Gong, let's beat em!”
“Great!”—(Thwack! Clunk!) falling-surrendering (Crash! Boom!)—“Feel this! Whoosh!”—(Clunk! Boom!)—“O-o-ouch!”
“Phew! Bastards! Kaladurga, Kaladurjana, Kaladuraksa, Kaladurmala, Kalastuwila, Kaladaksa, Kaladarba, Kalagarba, Kala-duskerta, Kaladusta, Kaladursila—attack!”
“Reng, let's attack em with grenades!” + “Ok!”—(Click! Whoosh!)

(BOOOM!)

The giant troops
Are all vanishing

And no longer
Supraba arrives

SUPRABA: Hello, Prof! Why should I follow u? I'm afraid of the giant. Phew… yuck!

MINTARAGA: Emancipation! This is the conflict of love that turns politically to multi-conflicts. Pretty woman, if smart, can be a political asset. Take a look! Because of love resistance, Niwa-takawaca wants to destroy Suralaya. Libidinal Resistance turns to be a destructive aggression. Dangerous! He should be executed! Nah, in order that he opens his secret, you flirt him—adore him deadly, seduce him madly, tease him till drunk and surrender!

SUPRABA: OK.

Together they go
To Manimantaka

A Giant love song
Ala Niwatakawaca

MANIMANTAKA.—Suddenly the madly crazy face of General Niwatakawaca looks happily when he meets Supraba.

NIWATAKAWACA: Hait, Supraba! Ha, ha, ha, ha… finally you come here,, oh… Supraba, a multi-pretty chick, a sweet-romantic gal, a sexy-foxy lady, an interesting-wanting virgin, a beautifully wonderful woman, oh… Supraba, I like gazing, looking at u, oh… Supraba, since an ancient time I always miss u, for long time I has been loving u, oh… Supraba, what is wrong with me? Maharaja, wealthy, oh… Supraba, I'm really wow! Do u know that? Whoa, ha, ha, ha….

SUPRABA: So sure, Sir! Wow! Manimantaka is glamour, powerfully beautiful gigantically pretty! I regret I ever refused your love. H-u-uh, cause of my dad, neko-neko! Mercy me, Sir? Truly I love u. thou u are giant, u are a king, very wealthy and super-powerful….

NIWATAKAWACA: Whoa, ha, ha, ha… exactly true, oh… Supraba, no one can be my rival! I'm super-powerful, great-plus-glorious n tough-plus-steady, oh… Supraba, cause I'm smart to hide my weakness—

SUPRABA: What's it?

NIWATAKAWACA: Tongue!

As the secret's opened
The Pasopati stabs it

Niwatakawaca
Suddenly dies

Semarang, 30 November 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

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