The Bajang Child Swinging the Moon (105)
Night falls and all return to their tents, leaving Sumantri alone, immersed in the question as to whether the promise he made was a true one.
Is he truly a warrior who wants to serve, or is he a human being so blinded by love that he cannot think of anything aside from wanting to present himself to his idol, Dewi Citrawati? The petals of angsana flowers flutter and then wither instantly upon hearing those forgotten words, that love can become a curse when the heart that desires it is blinded by a fog-like darkness. Night falls and all return to their tents, leaving Sumantri alone, immersed in the question as to whether the promise he made was a true one.
The moon dims, the clouds are suspended in the sky, but the rain still doesn't want to fall even though it is the middle of the fourth month, when the sky shouldn't be closing up. Sumantri is confused, his face filled with lethargy like the angsana flowers yearning to be caressed by the raindrops that haven’t come. His heart is restless, like the vines of the gadung plant that don't know where to climb, until it becomes tired of grasping at the empty air. Does Sriwedari Garden really exist, did he dare promise that he could bring it to Maespati? Perhaps Sriwedari Garden is a mere dream, just like he dreams that he can still have Dewi Citrawati. Or is Sriwedari Garden fake, like a false love that makes him blind?