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Raden Patah: The Journey of a Loyal Son and the Legacy of Gentong Mountain


Gunung Gentong >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from Yogyakarta

 
Have you read the story of Raden Patah? It tells us how he began in the jungle and eventually returned to live in the Majapahit Kingdom's palace.

Are you curious to know what happens next in Raden Patah's journey? Keep reading, friends!

Raden Patah felt a surge of joy and awe as he stepped into the grand palace. Its towering walls, shimmering tapestries, and bustling courtyards were a stark contrast to the quiet solitude of the jungle he had known as home. Here, every corner echoed with history, and the people walked with pride and purpose. The king, his father, warmly welcomed him and took it upon himself to teach Raden Patah everything—statecraft, diplomacy, and the art of leadership.

One afternoon, as they walked through the palace gardens, the king spoke earnestly to Raden Patah. "My son," he said, "one day, this kingdom will need a wise and strong leader to guide it. I believe that leader will be you."

Raden Patah felt a sense of responsibility growing in his heart. He studied diligently, mastering skills of warfare, governance, and the wisdom of the ancient texts. But his character was what set him apart—he was as kind as he was skillful. He listened to the people's needs, treated everyone with respect, and offered help wherever he could.

Years passed, and Raden Patah’s reputation spread across the land. His strength, intelligence, and compassion inspired deep admiration among the people. But it was not only his qualities that people respected; they loved him for his heart. His father, seeing the maturity and strength in his son, decided that Raden Patah was ready for greater responsibilities.

"Raden Patah," the king said one day, "I am sending you to Palembang to lead and care for the people there. They, too, are under our kingdom, and they need a wise ruler."








Though it was a challenging task, Raden Patah accepted with humility. Upon arriving in Palembang, he set to work, transforming the land into a prosperous and peaceful region. He built markets, supported agriculture, and forged alliances with the local leaders. Over time, he recruited many loyal men and trained them, establishing a disciplined and strong army to protect the people.

Yet, amid his duties, Raden Patah often found his mind drifting back to his father. He missed the old king deeply and yearned for his guidance. One night, as he lay under the stars, he dreamed of his father, looking frail and distant. Raden Patah woke up with a heavy feeling in his chest; he sensed that something was wrong.

Without delay, he prepared his soldiers and set out to return to Java. As his convoy approached Majapahit, a sentry of the kingdom noticed the procession and quickly informed the king. The report troubled the king, and an advisor whispered suspicions into his ear.

“Your Majesty,” the advisor cautioned, “Raden Patah may be returning with resentment in his heart. Remember, he was once left alone in the jungle. Perhaps he has come to exact revenge.”

The king’s heart grew heavy with worry. Though he trusted his son, the seeds of doubt had been planted. He ordered the palace to be emptied, and he and the queen departed secretly, hoping to avoid confrontation. By the time Raden Patah and his men reached the palace, it was eerily quiet, with no sign of the king.

“Where is everyone?” Raden Patah asked, bewildered and disappointed. A guard revealed that the king had left for the hills, fearing Raden Patah’s intentions.

Raden Patah was taken aback. He knew he had to reassure his father, so he and his men quickly followed in pursuit. Meanwhile, the king and queen had settled on a barren, rocky hill, where the sun beat down relentlessly, and water was nowhere to be found. They were growing weak from thirst.

As Raden Patah neared the hilltop, he saw the dire state his father was in. His heart ached, and he knew he had to help. Gathering his strength and using his powers, he called upon his men to bring a giant earthenware gentong—a large water vessel—to the hill. With great effort, he lifted it and placed it near the peak where his father could reach it.

The gentong landed solidly on the hill, its cool water a lifesaver for the king and his companions. They eagerly drank, feeling the life return to their bodies. When the king saw his son approaching with open arms and concern in his eyes, he felt a rush of shame.

“Father,” Raden Patah asked softly, “why did you leave the palace? Why did you fear me?”

The king sighed, bowing his head. “I feared that perhaps you came with anger. My advisors told me you sought revenge for the hardships you once faced.”

Raden Patah shook his head, smiling gently. “I have only ever wanted to serve you, Father, and to see our people thrive. I came only to be by your side.”

The misunderstanding lifted like a fog, and the king embraced Raden Patah, realizing the depth of his son’s loyalty and love. Together, they returned to the palace, and the gentong remained atop the hill, a reminder of Raden Patah’s strength and devotion. Over time, the people called the place Gunung Gentong, or Gentong Mountain, in memory of the son who loved his father without condition.












Moral Message

The main moral message in this story is the strength of love, loyalty, and genuine understanding within family relationships. Even in the face of misunderstandings, Raden Patah demonstrates that good intentions, sincerity, and patience can overcome unfounded suspicions and fears. By helping his father in difficult times, Raden Patah not only proves his loyalty but also rebuilds trust and peace. Furthermore, the story teaches that virtues such as patience, compassion, and kindness are far more valuable than power or skill.





Raden Patah

Raden Patah: The Hidden Heir of Majapahit and His Journey of Forgiveness, Wisdom, and Destiny


Raden Patah >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from Yogyakarta


Prabu Brawijaya was the mighty king of Majapahit. With power that extended across the archipelago, he ruled with wisdom and strength, but within the palace walls, conflicts simmered that even the King found difficult to resolve. His wife, the Queen, felt the strain of jealousy and anger brewing within her heart as the King lavished his affections on one of his concubines, Ratu Mayangsari, whose beauty was renowned and, to the Queen’s dismay, even surpassed her own. The King adored her, cherishing her deeply, which only fueled the Queen’s resentment.

"I must rid myself of her presence!" the Queen whispered furiously one evening, pacing her chamber with clenched fists. "Her very existence is an insult to my title."

Her anger grew with each passing day, especially after she discovered that Ratu Mayangsari was pregnant. To the Queen, this child symbolized not only a threat to her own influence but a reminder of the King’s favoritism. Meanwhile, Prabu Brawijaya, aware of both his wife's animosity and Ratu Mayangsari's delicate condition, feared for the safety of both mother and child within the palace.

One evening, Prabu Brawijaya summoned one of his most trusted aides, an old and wise man named Ki Juru Sawah, who had served the palace loyally for many years. They met in secret, hidden from prying eyes and ears.

"Ki Juru Sawah," began the King solemnly, "I trust you more than anyone else. I need you to protect someone very precious to me. Ratu Mayangsari is expecting my child, and I fear that they are not safe within these walls. Can you take her to your village and care for her until the child is born?"

The old man nodded, his face reflecting both loyalty and concern. "I will do as you command, Your Majesty. I will treat them as my own kin, and the child will know nothing but love and respect."

With a deep bow, Ki Juru Sawah took Ratu Mayangsari under his care, escorting her quietly from the palace. They traveled through thick jungles and across rivers until they reached a secluded village where the King’s influence was minimal, providing the peace and secrecy needed. There, surrounded by nature, Ratu Mayangsari gave birth to a son. She named him Raden Patah, a name chosen with the hope he would grow strong and unbreakable, even in the face of adversity.

Years passed, and Raden Patah grew into a kind, spirited young boy under the watchful eye of Ki Juru Sawah. The boy's curiosity was boundless, and his abilities soon became evident. Ki Juru Sawah taught him many skills, from martial arts to the wisdom of the forest, preparing him for a future he knew the boy could scarcely imagine. What Ki Juru Sawah never told Raden Patah, however, was his true heritage—that he was the son of a king.









One warm afternoon, Raden Patah, with his ever-curious nature, approached his guardian. "Ki, where do you go when you visit the city? May I come with you this time?"

Ki Juru Sawah hesitated but saw the determination in the boy’s eyes. Raden Patah had always been eager to see the wider world, and Ki Juru Sawah knew the time had come. "Very well, Raden Patah. But remember, the palace is a place of great power and mystery. You must stay close to me and not wander off."

Excited, Raden Patah accompanied Ki Juru Sawah on the journey. The boy marveled at the bustling city, its towering gates, and the vastness of the palace grounds, all sights he had only heard stories about. Despite his awe, he remembered Ki Juru Sawah’s words and stayed close as they approached the palace. But as Ki Juru Sawah went to deliver a message, Raden Patah’s curiosity took hold. He wandered toward a majestic hall where statues of ancient ancestors and symbols of power decorated the entrance.

Drawn by an unseen force, he entered a grand chamber—a room unlike any he had ever seen. Gold artifacts lined the walls, and a colossal gong stood in the center, exuding an aura of mystique. Compelled by some instinct, Raden Patah reached out and struck the gong.

The sound reverberated throughout the palace, echoing down corridors and alarming everyone inside. The King himself felt the vibration in his chamber and knew instantly that someone extraordinary had struck the gong, an honor only granted to those of royal blood.

"Guards!" the King commanded, his voice filled with urgency. "Find whoever struck that gong and bring them before me!"

The guards rushed to the chamber and found a young boy standing fearlessly beside the gong, his face radiant with a mix of wonder and pride. They brought him before the King, whose expression shifted from anger to curiosity as he beheld the boy.

"Who are you, child?" asked Prabu Brawijaya, his voice softer than before. "And who brought you to this palace?"

Raden Patah looked up at the King, his expression honest and unafraid. "My name is Raden Patah. I came here with my grandfather, Ki Juru Sawah."

The King turned, and as if summoned by fate, Ki Juru Sawah stepped forward, his head bowed low. "Your Majesty," he began, his voice trembling with reverence and a hint of sadness, "this is not merely my grandson. He is your son. His mother, Ratu Mayangsari, bore him in secret and has raised him in the village, hidden from the dangers here."

A profound silence filled the hall as the King gazed at the boy before him, seeing a reflection of his own youth and the features of Ratu Mayangsari in Raden Patah's face. Overcome with emotion, Prabu Brawijaya knelt, his voice breaking with guilt and tenderness. "My son... can you forgive me? I failed to protect your mother and to watch you grow."

In that moment, all barriers dissolved. The King embraced his son, and Raden Patah, feeling the warmth of his father’s presence for the first time, closed his eyes, overwhelmed by an emotion he had never felt before. The King’s promise was simple but resolute: he would not be separated from his son and Ratu Mayangsari ever again.

The palace gates opened to welcome both mother and son. From that day on, Raden Patah grew under his father’s guidance, learning the ways of leadership and wisdom that would one day make him a great man. As he grew, his reputation spread, and he became known throughout the land not only as the King’s son but as a noble and powerful figure destined to lead his people with the courage, compassion, and resilience that defined his heritage.





Moral Message

The story conveys a powerful message about forgiveness, resilience, and destiny. Despite being born in secrecy, Raden Patah’s true heritage and noble spirit eventually reveal themselves. His journey highlights that one's origins do not determine their fate; instead, inner strength, wisdom, and kindness shape one’s path. The King’s acknowledgment of his son also underscores the importance of taking responsibility, while Raden Patah’s acceptance of his father’s apology shows the power of forgiveness, fostering unity and love over bitterness.




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The Wild Crocodile


Folklore from South Sumatra

Help!!! Please help me!!!" a man was screaming for help. 

"What's the matter? What's wrong?" 

"The crocodiles are attacking and eating my cows. Please help me!" begged the man.

"Help you? No one can help you. No one dares to handle the crocodiles."

"But all my cows will be gone if no one helps me," the man looked so sad.

"I know.... It happened to me too. The crocodiles ate my cattle. Now I don't have anything left," he said sadly.

"We have to do something. Otherwise the crocodiles will eat all our cattle. And when all the cattle are gone, the crocodiles will eat us!"

"Hey, you are absolutely right. This crocodile problem has bothered us a lot. We have to tell the king about this."

"I agree. Let's go to the palace and talk to the king about these crocodiles."

And those two men were going to the palace. They wanted to tell the king that the crocodiles that lived in the Musi River were dangerous. When they were hungry, the crocodiles always ate people's cattle. The people were upset. But there was nothing they could do. Everybody was scared of the crocodiles.

The two men arrived at the palace. They talked about their problem to the king.

"I understand how you feel. We have to do something to make the crocodiles stop their wild behavior. We have to tame them. We need a tamer," said the king.

The king's advisor talked, "Your Majesty, I know a good tamer. He can tame even the wildest crocodiles. But he lives very far from here."

"Pick him up now. Go with some soldiers and when you meet the tamer, tell that I will give him lots of gold if he can tame the crocodiles," said the king.

The king's advisor and the soldiers then went to the crocodile tamer's house. After spending several days, they finally arrived. The tamer agreed to help. Then they immediately went back. The tamer went to Musi River. He did his job very well. All the crocodiles in Musi River were tamed! They did not attack the cattle anymore. Everybody praised the crocodile tamer.

"It's wonderful. You have done a great job," said the king.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," said the tamer proudly.

"I have another plan. I have promised to give you lots of gold if you can tame the crocodiles in Musi River, and now I will give you more gold if you can tame the crocodiles that live in a swamp in the forest," said the king.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I can tame all crocodiles. Just take me there, and I will tame the crocodiles," said the tamer.

On the way to the forest, the king ordered his soldier a special mission. And when they arrived, the tamer directly did his job. He tamed all the crocodiles successfully.

"I have another request. Can you make the crocodiles to be wild again?" asked the king.

"That's easy. I will make them even wilder than before," said the tamer.

And it worked! The crocodiles were wilder than before.

Suddenly the king said, "Now!" And the soldiers pushed the tamer towards the crocodiles. And the crocodiles immediately attacked and ate the tamer!

"Your Majesty, I still don't understand why we pushed and let the crocodiles ate the tamer," asked one soldier.

"Well, with his great ability in controlling the crocodiles, I'm afraid the tamer will use it to attack us. We don't have to worry, because the crocodiles in Musi River are tamed now," said the king. ***

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Indramayu

The Tale of Wira Lodra and Darma Ayu

Indramayu >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

The origin of Indramayu

Folklore from West Java

In the days of ancient Java, there lived a young man named Wira Lodra. Known for his striking appearance and unmatched supernatural powers, he attracted the admiration of many women. His charm was legendary, and hearts fluttered wherever he went. But of all his admirers, none was as persistent as Putri Kedasih. She was infatuated, nearly consumed, by her love for him. 

One day, determined to win his heart, Putri Kedasih approached him.

“Wira Lodra,” she began, her voice soft yet intense. “Why do you resist? My heart is true, and I would do anything to make you mine.”

But Wira Lodra shook his head gently, yet firmly. “Putri Kedasih, I cannot accept your love. My heart belongs to another… to Darma Ayu.”

Putri Kedasih’s eyes darkened, but she held back her anger. “Darma Ayu,” she murmured, tasting the name with bitterness. Yet, she concealed her resentment, biding her time.

Unbeknownst to Putri Kedasih, Darma Ayu was no ordinary mortal—she was a goddess from the heavens, graced with ethereal beauty and kindness. Her golden aura captivated Wira Lodra from the moment they met, and their bond grew quickly, defying the rules of both heaven and earth. But the gods and goddesses were displeased with this union, believing a love between a human and a goddess to be forbidden.










One day, Darma Ayu was summoned before the council of gods. They confronted her with their stern gazes.

“You know the laws of heaven, Darma Ayu,” a god intoned solemnly. “You may not love a mortal.”

Darma Ayu lowered her head, her voice trembling. “I know… but my heart cannot deny the love I feel for Wira Lodra.”

Her words were met with a disapproving murmur among the gods.

“Your bond with him has tainted your spirit, my dear,” said a goddess, her tone softened by compassion. “You must cleanse yourself of this sin.”

Darma Ayu’s heart sank. “What must I do to redeem myself?”

The goddess explained, “You shall be sent to earth, to the banks of the Cimanuk River. There, you must lead and serve the people. When they prosper under your rule, only then will your sins be forgiven, and you may return to us.”

Tears glistened in Darma Ayu’s eyes. She looked to the heavens, knowing this decree was inescapable. In a flash of divine light, she was cast down to earth, where she emerged beside the Cimanuk River. She became a wise queen, leading her people with kindness and fairness. Her wisdom and beauty attracted people from afar, and soon the settlement flourished, gaining renown.

Meanwhile, Wira Lodra searched tirelessly for his beloved. He wandered across villages and forests, following rumors and whispers until he heard of a mysterious queen on the Cimanuk River, said to be as beautiful as the dawn. Hope surged within him, and he journeyed to the riverbanks, his heart pounding.

Upon his arrival, he saw her—Darma Ayu, his beloved goddess—standing among her people, regal yet sorrowful. Their eyes met, and time seemed to freeze.

“Darma Ayu!” Wira Lodra called out, his voice thick with longing.

Darma Ayu’s eyes shone with joy and sorrow. “Wira… my heart has ached for you.”

They embraced, feeling as though no force in the universe could tear them apart again. In that moment, Darma Ayu cast aside her heavenly duties, wanting only to live out her days with Wira Lodra. They decided to marry and seal their love forever.

But the fateful day of their union was disrupted. Just before the marriage could begin, Putri Kedasih appeared, her eyes glinting with fury and envy. She approached Darma Ayu with a haughty air, her hand resting on her stomach.

“Wira Lodra is already my husband,” she announced boldly. “And I am carrying his child.”

Darma Ayu’s face paled as she looked to Wira Lodra, betrayed and devastated. “Is this true, Wira? Do you already have a family?”

Wira Lodra shook his head, desperate to explain. “No! Putri Kedasih is lying—my heart has only ever belonged to you.”

Putri Kedasih sneered, placing her hand more firmly on her stomach. “Believe what you will, Darma Ayu, but he has betrayed you.”

Hurt and confused, Darma Ayu turned away. Without another word, she ascended back to the heavens, leaving Wira Lodra to his sorrow.

“Darma Ayu! Please don’t leave! I love you!” Wira Lodra cried, but it was too late. She was gone.

Consumed by grief and anger, Wira Lodra banished Putri Kedasih, vowing never to see her again. Yet his heart remained broken, haunted by the memory of Darma Ayu.

Over time, the story of their tragic love spread, and people spoke of Darma Ayu with great reverence. Her name slowly morphed into Indramayu, a place that became a lasting tribute to her purity, wisdom, and unfulfilled love.



Reflection of Indramayu Today

The Regency of Indramayu in West Java stands as a lasting testament to this story. Named in memory of Darma Ayu, it reminds the people of her grace, sacrifice, and the everlasting power of true love.



Moral Message

1. Learning to Let Go of Forbidden Love
   Sometimes, loving someone means having the courage to accept the truth, even if it’s painful. While Wira Lodra's love was genuine, this story reminds us that there are times when we must let go of something that cannot be sustained without serious consequences.

2. Respect for Universal Boundaries and Laws 
   This story emphasizes the importance of respecting natural or universal boundaries. Wira Lodra and Darma Ayu’s love defied the boundaries between mortals and gods, resulting in significant consequences for both. It teaches that every rule serves a purpose, and crossing them may lead to unintended impacts.

3. Loyalty and Honesty
   Wira Lodra’s loyalty to Darma Ayu is strong, yet jealousy and manipulation by Putri Kedasih play a damaging role. This reminds us that honesty and trust are key in relationships. Manipulation, as displayed by Putri Kedasih, only leads to suffering for everyone involved.

4. Learning from Sacrifice
   Darma Ayu is willing to become a leader on earth to atone for her love for Wira Lodra. This highlights that sacrifice and dedication for the greater good are forms of noble love, even if it means giving up personal desires.





Datu Kalaka

Datu Kalaka >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from South Kalimantan

DATU kalaka... Datu Kalaka, the Dutch are coming!"

"Really? Where did you see them?"

"Over there! They are about to enter our village."

"Now, tell all the villagers to go inside their houses. Don't go out. They're looking for me, so tell them not to worry!"

"Alright Datu, I'll tell the villagers now!" the man immediately ran and told the villagers to stay inside their houses.

Who was Datu Kalaka and why were the Dutch looking for him? Well, Datu Kalaka was a leader. People named him 'Datu' as a symbol of respect to him. Datu Kalaka was a strong man.

He mastered great martial art skills. Also, he had a supernatural power. People said he could change himself into anything! And Datu Kalaka used all his power to protect the people.

Recently, their lives were disturbed by the dutch. At first they came in peace. They wanted to do some business with the local people. The area was fertile. All kinds of trees grew very well. And the Dutch were interested in buying the harvest. The business ran well.

However slowly the Dutch tried to cheat the business, they wanted to steal and occupy the area. They wanted to have all the harvest!

Luckily, the Dutch's plan to occupy the place was stopped by Datu Kalaka. He used all his power to make sure that the Dutch would not set their feet in their place.

The Dutch knew that Datu Kalaka lived in the village. But they were never able to find him. Why? It was because Datu Kalaka was always hiding and moving from one place to another place. And the villagers always let him hide in their houses. They helped him because Datu Kalaka also helped the villagers.

The Dutch had lost their patience against Datu Kalaka. And they came to the village with a full force. They came with lots of soldiers equipped with their guns! They came to the village and asked the villagers about Datu Kalaka. And when the villagers said they did not know where he was, the Dutch hit them!

"Hey, look! It's Datu Kalaka!! Get him now!" said one soldier.

Datu Kalaka ran very fast. He did not want to fight in the village. He was afraid that the villagers would become the victims.

"Hey stop! Or we'll shoot you!" said the Commander.

"Ha ha ha... catch me if you can!" said Datu Kalaka.

He ran very fast and the Dutch followed him. They did not want to lose him. They knew how dangerous he was. And that was why they brought guns! They were ordered to catch Datu Kalaka dead or alive.

Datu Kalaka was cornered. All the Dutch were everywhere.

"Ha ha ha... We will catch you now. You cannot go anywhere else," said one soldier.

"I don't want to give up!" said Datu Kalaka.

He climbed a big tree and later jumped from that tree. The soldiers chased him. They saw the direction where Datu Kalaka jumped. And when they arrived they did not see anyone. Instead they found a swing.

When they approached the swing they found a baby inside the swing. But the baby was different from any other babies. The baby was so big. It was a giant a baby! The soldiers were scared.

"Hey look! The baby is so big. If the baby is big like this one, how about the parents? They must be giants! "

They did not know that Datu Kalaka had changed himself into a giant baby. The soldiers ran away and they did not come back to the village.

When Datu Kalaka was dead, he was buried in the village. The village was then named as Kalaka village. Until now, the tomb is still in Kalaka South Kalimantan. The grave is so big. The local people believe that Datu Kalaka is buried there. ***










Moral Message:

The story of Datu Kalaka teaches us that true leadership involves self-sacrifice and courage. Datu Kalaka, despite his supernatural powers and martial arts skills, prioritizes the safety of his people over his own. His willingness to use his abilities to mislead the enemies and protect the villagers from harm highlights the importance of using one's strengths for the greater good. Ultimately, the story reminds us that the essence of leadership lies in putting the well-being of others first and standing up against oppression, even at great personal risk.



The Legend of Sawah Lunto

Legenda Sawah Lunto >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from West Sumatra

ONCE upon a time in Lunto, West Sumatra, there was a kingdom. It was Sitambago Kingdom. The people lived happily. Their land was fertile. And the weather was always great. And that made people from other kingdoms become jealous.

King Sitambago knew that he had to protect his kingdom. He asked all the men in his kingdom to join as soldiers. And the king prepared them to be strong soldiers.

They trained every day, days and nights. They trained a lot of skills, martial arts, and also how to use weapons. They had to be ready to fight when other kingdoms attacked them. And what King Sitambago feared finally came true. One of his soldiers told him that the soldiers of Silungkang Kingdom were going to attack them.

"Your Majesty, I saw that the King of Silungkang is preparing his soldiers," explained his soldier.

"Are you sure?" asked the King.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I also heard that they will attack us soon."

"Hmm... I know sooner or later we will have to fight. Now, I want all soldiers to be ready. They can attack us at any time," said the King.

The King of Silungkang wanted to expand his kingdom. And he was really interested in Sitambago's kingdom. He had heard that the kingdom was so fertile. He hoped by conquering the kingdom he would be very rich! Silungkang was a big kingdom. It had a lot of soldiers, and they were very brave and strong. The King was greedy. He never felt enough or satisfied.

The King of Silungkang kingdom prepared the attack. And he gave his soldiers deadly weapons. The King could not wait any longer! Early in the morning they attacked Sitambago's Kingdom.

The soldiers of Sitambago's Kingdom were ready. The King led his soldiers bravely. And that made the soldiers also fearless. They fought bravely! The King of Silungkang was shocked. He thought Sitambago's Kingdom did not have many soldiers. And he also thought that the soldiers were coward! Well... he was wrong!

The King of Silungkang then ordered his soldiers to retreat. He was planning another attack. They would attack Sitambago's Kingdom from many gates. Moreover, he asked his soldiers to use their deadly weapons.

On the following day, again the soldiers of Silungkang Kingdom attacked Sitambago. It was a terrible war. And that made many soldiers died. They had been in war for many days but still no sign that the war would be over.

"C'mon! don't give up! We have to defend our kingdom!" said the King of Sitambago.

The soldiers heard their King. And that motivated them to fight. Meanwhile the King of Silungkang also ordered his soldiers not to give up!

"It's time to use our deadly weapons! Use now!" said the King.

Then the soldiers of Silungkang used the deadly weapons. In just a minute, soldiers of Sitambago were killed. The King did not give up. Sadly, he was also killed.

Silungkarrg's Kingdom won the war. However, they lost a lot of soldiers. The war had made them suffer. And the kingdom was in a big mess. Later they went back to their kingdom.

After the war, the people of Sitambago tried to rebuild their place. They made a living by farming. They made a lot of rice fields. And because their kingdom is in Lunto, their place is then known as Sawah Lunto. Sawah means rice fields. ***

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The Blind and the Hunchback

Si Buta dan Si Bungkuk >> Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from West Java

TWO men were walking. They were going to the forest to collect some firewood. They were best friends and they always helped each other. Both of them were disabled. One was blind and the other one was hunchback.

"Hey... slowly. Don't walk too fast. Do you forget that I'm blind?" asked the Blind.

"Sorry, my friend. I will walk more slowly now," said the Hunchback.

The Blind was walking behind the Hunchback. He always listened to the Hunchback whatever he saw. Yes, the Hunchback became his 'eyes' to see.

And how about the Blind? Well, although he could not see, he had a great skill in cooking. The food he cooked was so delicious, and the Hunchback was so grateful to eat the food.

And one day, they went to a party. As always, the Blind always followed the Hunchback. That day, the Blind did not cook. They planned to eat at the party. They were really starving.

They walked very slowly. The Hunchback could not walk fast like a normal person and every time he walked with the Blind he walked more slowly.

And when they arrived, the party was over. There was no food left They were very disappointed. The Hunchback blamed the Blind.

"You make us walk very slowly. If we walk faster, we could arrive earlier," said the Hunchback.

"What?! Are you blaming me? If you really wanted to go there, why you didn't leave me and ran there?" asked the Blind.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feeling. Okay, I had an idea. Why don't we go to the jungle and hunting an animal? Maybe we can catch a deer," asked the Hunchback.

"Good idea!" said the Blind.

They prepared a rope and planned to make a trap. They waited and finally a big deer approached their trap.

Then .... Aha! The deer was trapped.

"Hooray!" said the Hunchback.

"What happened?" asked the Blind.

"We caught a deer," explained the Hunchback

"Now, it's your job to cook."

"Don't worry, I will cook the most delicious food for you. I hope the deer is fat and has a lot of meat," said the Blind.

They both started to work.

The Hunchback collected some fire wood. He was so happy that he could catch a deer. He was so starving.

And finally the Blind finished cooking. The Hunchback was so hungry, and he thought that he wanted to eat the whole meat.

He had a bad idea. He wanted to make good use of his friend's weakness. His friend could not see, so he would not know where the meat was.

The Hunchback hid the meat and he gave some bones to the Blind.

"Oh my God! It's so hard! What's this?" asked the Blind.

"It's the meat. The deer is old so the meat is hard," said the Hunchback. He was lying.

"Really?" said the Blind.

He did not believe the Hunchback. Because when he cooked the food, he felt that the meat was tender. But he ate the bone anyway. And he bit very hard and that made his eyes bugged out. And amazingly that made him able to see clearly.

The Blind was so happy, he was not blind anymore. But then he was angry when he saw that his best friend was enjoying the meat while he only got the bone!

He took the bone and he hit his friend's back.

The Hunchback was screaming in pain. But amazingly the hit made his back cured. He no longer had the Hunchback.

They were happy. They were normal! And the Hunchback apologized to the Blind.

He promised that he would never cheat on him again. The Blind forgave the Hunchback and they still had their friendship. ***

Situ Gunung lake, Sukabumi, West Java, Indonesia

Gundala-Gundala Dance

The Bird's Beak: A Lesson in Consequences


Asal Mula Tari Gundala-Gundala >> Edisi Indonesia

Folklore from North Sumatra

THERE was a kingdom in Karo, North Sumatra. The king and the queen had a daughter. She was a very beautiful princess. She was kind, polite, and helpful to others. The king and the queen loved her very much.

The princess was in love with a young soldier. And the soldier also loved the princess. He was a great man. He mastered great martial arts. He was also skillful with weapons. And he was a handsome man. He treated the princess very well. He had a dream that he could marry and be her husband.

The king and the queen knew about their daughter's relationship with the soldier. They agreed and blessed the relationship. The soldier, asked a permission to see the king. He wanted to propose the princess.

"Your Majesty, as you know I have a special relationship with your daughter. I love her very much, and I'd like to ask your permission to marry her," said the soldier.

The king was silent. Actually he had been waiting for this moment to come.

He thought $at his daughter was adult enough to get married.

The king then spoke, I will give you my permission. But you have to promise that you will always love her, treat her well, and protect her."

"I will, Your Majesty ... I will," said the soldier happily.

Soon the wedding was held. The king and the queen invited all the people in the kingdom to come and have fun at the party.

The king loved hunting. And one day he asked the soldier, who was his son-in-law to accompany him go hunting.

And while they were hunting, suddenly a big bird came to them. The bird was very big. And they had never seen a big bird like that.

Well, it was not an ordinary bird. The bird was a transformation of a holy man. Because of that he was able to talk with humans.

The king liked the bird. He asked the bird to stay at the palace. The bird agreed. The princess was also happy with the bird. She had a new friend that she could ask to play with her. And the princess was not the only person who loved the bird.

Everybody in the kingdom also loved the bird. And one day the princess was playing with the bird. She was so happy that she accidentally touched the bird's beak.

"Don't touch my beak! I don't like it!" said the bird.

Since then the bird acted strangely. He attacked the princess!

The soldier protected his wife. He attacked back the bird. He used his martial art skill to fight the bird. However, the bird did not give up. He used his claws to fight the soldier. The soldier was cornered.

The king saw the fight and he was really worried.

He then screamed, "Use your sword!"

The soldier grabbed his sword and with one slash he killed the bird. The princess was sad. She lost her friend. The soldier was also sad. He did not intend to kill the bird but he had to protect his wife.

The people in the kingdom were also sad. They were crying. And it seemed that the Mother Nature was also sad. It started to rain heavily.

To remember the bird, people then created a dance. It was called Gundala-Gundala dance. Until now, people perform the dance when they are expecting to have rain during the drought season.***










Moral Messages:

1. Respect Boundaries: The bird's reaction to the princess touching its beak highlights the importance of respecting others' boundaries, even when they are our friends.
2. Bravery and Protection: The soldier's bravery in defending his wife shows the importance of protecting loved ones, even in difficult and dangerous situations.
3. : The sadness that followed the bird's death emphasizes that actions, even those taken in defense, can have unintended and sorrowful consequences.
4. Cultural Heritage: The creation of the Gundala-Gundala dance illustrates how communities can turn their experiences into traditions that carry on their history and lessons to future generations.







A Monkey and a Bird




Monyet dan Burung | Edisi Bahasa Indonesia

Folklore from West Java

IT was a very hot day. A young duck was looking for some water. He did not only want to drink, but also wanted to swim. Rain had not fallen down for months and the duck terribly needed some water.

The duck did not give up. He knew he would find some water soon. He was right! From a distance he saw a small pond! He ran very fast.








Previously, he felt very weak, but when he saw the pond he felt very strong. He felt he had some extra energy to run. When he was standing at the side of the pond, he jumped and swam.

"Yippee!" the young duck screamed happily.

He drank, swam, and sang some songs. His voice made a big monkey woke up from his sleep. The monkey was sleeping on a branch of a tree. The tree was exactly at the side of the pond. The monkey could hear the duck clearly.

The monkey was angry.

"Hey, you! What are you doing here? You are disturbing me!"

"I'm so sorry, Mr Monkey. I did not know I'm disturbing you. Please forgive me."

"Forgive you? No way, you ugly duck! You don't deserve here! I own this place. I don't want to see an ugly duck like you hanging around here. Go away!"

The monkey threw some branches at the duck. Some of them hit the duck.

"Okay, okay. I'm leaving now," said the duck sadly. He was crying.

The duck left the pond. He was so sad when the monkey said that he was ugly.

A small bird was flying. He was so curious when a duck was walking and crying below him. He flew down and stopped in front of the duck.

"What's the matter my friend? Why do you look so sad?" asked the bird.

The duck stopped crying. He then told the bird about the monkey.

"Hmm... I know that monkey. You know what? That monkey does not have any friends because he is arrogant  and he always thinks that he owns that pond. He doesn't want to share the pond. I think it's time for me to give him a lesson," said the bird.

Later the bird flew to the pond. He was thinking of an idea. It was dangerous, but he was sure that his plan could stop the monkey from being arrogant.

"Hey, Mr Monkey! May I drink some water here?" asked the bird.

"No! Leave my pond now You are a small animal and I don't want to see small animals here!" said the monkey.

"What will happen if I don't want to leave this pond?" asked the bird.

"I will eat you!" The monkey was so angry. He jumped and grabbed the bird.

Monkey, West Java
He put the bird inside his big mouth. The bird tried to calm down. He had a plan and he would do it. He defecated and left the feces on the monkey's tongue. The monkey felt there was something strange on his tongue. It tasted so disgusting.

"Yuck!" He opened his mouth and the bird did not waste the opportunity to fly away. The monkey tried to clean his tongue, but the feces stuck very hard. He was looking for something and then he grabbed a piece of bamboo to clean his tongue. However, he did not know that the bamboo was sharp.

His tongue was bleeding! The monkey was screaming in pain.

"Help!!! Please help me!"

The bird responded, "I will help you, but you have to promise to be kind to other animals and also you have to share the pond."

"I promise," said the monkey.

The bird later helped the monkey. When the monkey was cured, he kept his promises. He was kind and shared the pond with other animals.***

Did you know ?

The Java sparrow (Lonchura oryzivora), also known as Java finch, Java rice sparrow or Java rice bird, is a small passerine bird. This estrildid finch is a resident breeding bird in Java, Bali and Bawean in Indonesia. It is a popular cage bird, and has been introduced in a large number of other countries. (wiki)

Read more: The Java Sparrow








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