ENGLISH LAKONET

Bendrong

2011-12-30T06:04:00.000-08:00

West Java Puppeteers

2011-12-30T06:01:00.000-08:00

English Cirebon Puppet Show

2011-11-10T00:48:00.000-08:00

Watching Wayang

2011-07-21T03:17:00.001-07:00

Bajidor Kahot

2011-06-23T22:00:00.001-07:00

Degung Ballet

2011-05-16T00:56:00.000-07:00

Tribal Dance

2011-05-15T07:08:00.001-07:00

Hot Mujra

2011-05-15T04:17:00.001-07:00

Let's Dance Mujra

2011-05-14T22:41:00.001-07:00

Degung

2011-05-14T03:51:00.001-07:00

Bajidor Kahot

2011-05-11T04:44:00.000-07:00

Semar semar ya gegelar
Semar kuncung
Dana wulung
Semar pakuning alam

KARANG TUMARITIS—Let us watch Panakawan Lurah Semar Badranaya and sons Sastrajingga, Udawala, and Nala Gareng who are holding jaipongan dance from Wrehatnala Group to console all people of cyberworld.

SEMAR: Son, come here. Let’s watch Jaipongan Wrehatnala.
CEPOT: OK, Dad. Hehe.... so nice! Dewala, let’s dance.
DEWALA: Okay. Just for exercising my body. It’s so crampy. Where is si Gareng, Bro?
CEPOT: over there, close to the singer.
DEWALA: Wow, look at si Gareng, his jaipongan dance is great.
GARENG: Shut up! Let’s dance!

CEPOT: Wow, so beautiful... so sexy. Jaipongan dance from Wrehatnala is so hot.
DEWALA: Think it as an art, Bro?
SEMAR: Sons, let’s meet Mr. Arjuna. He is coming.
CEPOT: OK, Dad.

Ruwatan

2011-05-03T00:02:00.001-07:00

RITUAL CEREMONY OF RUWATAN
By Siswo Harsono

Ingsun angidhepa Sang Hyang Guru Reka
Kamatantra: swaranku manik astagina.
Tan Mpu Akung

I. Introduction

Some time ago the Faculty of Letters UNDIP held leather puppet show for the benefit of Ruwatan. The play within the show was "Sesaji Rajasuya." The play is not common as an act that normally holds Ruwatan story is "Murwakala" or "Sudamala". Staging the play "Sesaji Rajasuya" probably related to the interests of the institution for the entire civitas academica of Faculty of Letters and safely free from evil prospers.

Thus there is an interesting cultural phenomenon of the Ruwatan. First, the Faculty of Letters as an academic institution, its civitas academica is dominated by the Javanese and still attached to Javanology. Second, the civitas academica of Faculty of Letters whose activities are based on rational-empirical still support rituals based on mythical beliefs.

II. Discussion

According to Helman (1984:123), the ritual is a stereotyped series of activities involving gestures, words, and objects held in a place and are designed to affect the entity or the forces of nature for the benefit and purpose of the perpetrator. He further said that the key characteristics of all the rituals are repetitive behaviors that do not have a direct impact, such as technology. Ritual symbols associated with the values, norms, beliefs, sentiments, roles and social relations in the system of community organizers cultural rituals, which can be translated according to context.

Ritual of Ruwatan including type of rite de passage about the birth and death especially associated with misfortune or bad luck.

With reference to Turner, ritual of ruwatan has expressive and creative functions because its values is packaged in a dramatic puppet show, and those related to efforts to create better living conditions and prosper free from the plagues. In addition, by referring to Helman (1984:124), Ruwatan also has a function that collides between psychological, social and protective functions. Psychological function of Ruwatan appeases emotions associated with the business community psychiatric organizer. Social functions related Ruwatan to symbolic interactions that community in the formation of social cohesion. While the protective function of ruwatan concerned with protecting their communities from misfortune and calamity.

1. Mediation in the ritual of ruwatan

Human relationship with God in a ritual performed by mediation, which serves to connect the different realities. In the ritual of Ruwatan, includes empirical, psychological, mythological, and theological realities. Meanwhile, the mediator includes ritual leaders, cultural heroes, and mythological heroes. Mediation can be schematized as follows.

2. Five components of trust: ruwatan ceremony

Ritual of Ruwatan has five components of trust. With reference to the Koentjaeaningrat (1985) about the five components of a religious ceremony, the five components of trust in the ruwatan ceremony are as follows.
a. Group trust, the community and enable to conceptualized ruwatan ritual and ceremony systems.
b. Belief systems that shape human thoughts and ideas about God, mythology, contained in the act Murwakala, Sudamala, and Sesaji Rajasuya.
c. Emotional trust encourages communities to do the ceremony of Ruwatan.
d. System of Ruwatan ceremony is divided into components: a ceremony on the stage, time ceremony during the show, the actors of Ruwatan ceremony, literature of Ruwatan spells, and the mastermind as a leader Ruwatan.
e. Equipment that is Ruwatan ritual objects and ceremonial tools and a set of leather puppet show Uba-rampe of offerings.

3. The pattern of human relations, cultural heroes, mythological heroes, and God

The pattern of relationships between human, cultural heroes, mythological heroes, and God in the ritual of ruwatan can be schematized as follows.

In Ruwatan, man's relationship with God mediated empirically by Ki dalang as master of ceremonies, Ki dalang mastermind or masterminds Kandabuwana Sampurnajati as cultural heroes; and Batara Guru, Batara Vishnu, or Krishna as mythological heroes. The edicts of mediation between cultural heroes with mythological heroes are Sahadev and Krishna.

4. Cultural Heroes

In a ritual Sudamala, the cultural hero is puppeteer Ki Sampurnajati. In Murwakala, the cultural hero is puppeteer Ki Kandabuwana. While in Sesaji Rajasuya, the cultural hero is King Krishna.

5. Mythological Heroes

Mythological hero in the play of Sudamala is the Guru, in the play of Murwakala is Batara Vishnu, and in the play of Sesaji Rajasuya is Batara Krishna. In the play of Sudamala, Sahadev, Guru incarnates to act as puppeteer Ki Sampurnajati to cure Kunti who became mad because of trance goddess Durga. In the play of Murwakala, Batara Vishnu incarnates Kandhabuana to cure the Sukertas which are exempt from the prey of Batara Kala. While in play of Sesaji Rajasuya, Batara Vishnu incarnates to Batara Krishna to the release of the Pandavas from King Sisupala disorders.

Cultural heroes and mythological heroes in the ritual lof ruwatan

III. Conclusion

The ritual ceremony is a ritual performed Ruwatan to eliminate bad luck (misfortune) that afflicts human life. The ceremony was held in the form of leather puppet show with the play of Sudamala, Murwakala, or Sesaji Rajasuya. Ruwatan ritual leader is a puppeteer who acted as mediators between the organizers of empirical ritual with God through cultural mediator’s heroes of Sahadev, Kandhabuana, and Krishna, as well as mediators of mythological heroes, Batara Guru and Vishnu.

Ruwatan has expressive, creative, psychological, social, and protective functions. Its expressive function contains in the form of dramatic puppet show. Its creative function is an attempt to create a prosperous life and free from evil. Its psychological function gives peace to the supporters. Its social function is a means of symbolic interaction and social cohesion for the community. Its protective function is to protect the community of ruwatan supporters from distress.

The truth value of ruwatan can be classified into constitutive of truth, logical truth, aesthetic truth, and evaluative truth. The constitutive truth of ruwatan relates to mythological belief systems. The logical truth of ruwatan is associated with human effort to avoid the distress which in this case is in accordance with the pain and pleasure principle in psychoanalysis. The aesthetic truth of ruwatan relates to the puppet show. And its evaluative truth of ruwatan relates to the community of ruwatan supporters as an alternative solution to the welfare of life.

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Arimbi's Love Song

2011-03-14T03:03:00.000-07:00

Fever really romance
Like the flare Sahara;
Then freeze
Like a lump of snow

At the South Pole:
Not covered!

PALACE, Pringgodani. -- Chunk of restless heart full of hallucinations dancing in dreamland. His smile was calm when developing the do'i came to remove doubt. Moan inevitably answered all the pent-up feeling in the depths of the mighty in heart. And a voice came delirium: -

Bim ...! Come dear,
Do not let me
Suffer like this
: Hot embers felt,

Felt cold snow!
Hearing like delirium was Arimba shocked, then he rose examine where it came from that delirium. Inquired have inquired, it turned out delirium room blaze of her younger sister, Arimbi.

ARIMBA: Ori, why are you?

No answer! Arimba stepped into Arimbi's room.

ARIMBA: Ori, Orimbi, wake up!

Hoarse cry broke the stillness of the night. Arimbi writhed; then he slowly opened eyes. She hastily covered her wearing only sloggy-Tanga. He also had time to evaporate like a crocodile.

ARIMBI: What is it, Mas?

ARIMBA: You were delirious! What'd ye dream, Ori?

Arimbi furrowed her brow to pretend to remember his dream. He was grinning when it came to her brother how to fool it.

ARIMBI: Em ... that's it, a dream pursued by thieves.

ARIMBA: Dream chased a thief? Why instead of saying so-dear?

ARIMBI: Oh, sorry: because, other than another thief. He is a three c guy!
ARIMBA: What's a guy 3c?

ARIMBI: A 3c guy means; clever-cute-saucy!

ARIMBA: Ah, there you do run this! By the way, how's your job this afternoon? You managed to kill the Milky rancid it?

Arimbi gasped after hearing the name "Milky Way" was mentioned with malice in such a way. But he grinned sheep: amused too! Precisely why guys 3c Bima thief of his heart. This afternoon he was given a mandate to kill his brother by Bima. It was originally Arimbi furious after hearing the news Pandavas aggression against his country - Pringgodani; but after he saw the Milky appearance of 3c, the anger became a million percent, and ... ah, he was stricken with fever romance.

Throughout the afternoon only thee is imagined;
Thou art the whole night just hugged!

ARIMBA: Why do you look so ndomblong-ngeblong, Ori?

ARIMBI: Eng ... nganu, news of Pandavas aggression were empty-toothless. Liar! There were only a few illegal immigrants; the passer-border is opening new fields! He said, from Astina they were expelled from the State because of lost gambling ... sorry, yes, Mas Rimbo.

ARIMBA: Illegal Immigrants who lost gambling? They become a border crossing, so?

Apparently Arimba also intrigued by the news that her brother custom asphalt. How easy it is to distort the facts Arimbi socio-political.

ARIMBA: Tragic! Defeated play dice, would be.

ARIMBI: Not playing dice; that his gambling people are illiterate. Kuni! (So ancient). State Astina not like our country, Pringgondani, which still has giant culture has long claimed that B3B (free three blind), therefore letters and numbers gambling has become a tool and ready to export!

ARIMBA: Ha, ha, ha ... you're great, Ori! I have a brother proud as good as you!

Arimbi again grinning-sheep. Satisfaction already made a fool of himself to his brother's unanimously-unanimously, alias agree without-this-that of false news. Then he leaned over the bed dunlopillo.

ARIMBI: G'nite, Bro!
ARIMBA: G'night!

Morning to welcome the day so bright, but Arimbi looked nervous. Her eyes were red, as red saga seeds. It could be understood because he could not sleep as usual who like snoring. God forbid newborn baby: a girl sleep in snoring! Opo tumon!

This time Arimbi dressed up once. He tried half-deadly to make her pretty. Her cheeks were split four-rich mango powder mixed Viva Kelly to mendempul acne rich that quail eggs. Then he scratched the blood-red lipstick on her lips that was like pig's snout; result, yes, pig rich drink chicken blood! Her body was dented and the fat-black-shabby waddle: hell wants to compete on the catwalk model, but, even though his style is similar-swollen elephant! He tried to smile a sweet half-dead, but her no compromise nausea face can be invited. As a result, he could only look like a Dracula.

Arimbi really chafe against him; but because it has been demon-Sarpakenaka curious spirit, he risked going too tempting Bima. He mbatin: with one pounding headache certainly borne Milky -gayeng intoxicated him.

At the door of his house he had collided with Arimba.

ARIMBA: Hey! Crazy! What the hell are you, Ori? Crazily strange! Where are you going?

ARIMBI: Em ... such and such, would investigate the illegal immigrants that!

ARIMBA: But ... Yer fashion that, gosh, like Barongan-crazy!

Arimbi embarrassed, but he care what the devil the same pass! Arimbi lightning leaped into her open-top roof jeep roof. Then step on the gas to the border Pringgodani bablas nggeblas.

Timber great big tree,
The trunk width shade leaves;
His heart blooming fresh flowers,
Expecting the arrival of beetles.

BORDER, Pringgodani .-- In the heavily fortified border was Arimbi had a war of words with the guards. But because he is younger brother of a topnotch government officials, plus very astute in the matter of bribery, everything was okay! Arimbi casually entered the forest area of openings.

Her open-roof Jeep parked casually in the middle of the road, then Arimbi slam-foot to the location of the illegal immigrants are nothing but instead of the Pandavas.

The location seemed so quiet. Only the sounds of birds and great-great-wolf howled in the distance. Arimbi lifted his gaze, and then smiled. Near the house there is a shadow board black. Arimbi slowly approached, his eyes wild. Suddenly he hugged the old man who stood near the house board.

ARIMBI: O, Mas ... Mas, Bim! I miss ya very much. Period envy menega let languish like this?

The man was still standing rigid. Arimbi even added incentive to kiss.

ARIMBI: Mas Bima, close my turmoil of love. I do not hold the stricken fever-hot romance like a head cold into the furnace and the body into the refrigerator.

The man remained standing stiffly. So gemasnya Arimbi punch. But suddenly she screamed in pain.

ARIMBI: Bajirut Ouch! Gak taunya wood sculpture, dammit!

Realizing that nervous behavior model so Arimbi was celingukkan while smiling at herself. Crazy! Luckily no one wrote.

In the distance the men were cutting down trees. Arimbi cheered in my heart that he Mas Bima! With tiptoe he approached him from behind. Immediately, he closed the man's eyes.

ARIMBI: Hayo Mas Bim! Guess who I am?

Known only person surprised, until his ax mencolot. Apparently the man was an old-grandfather, bald and had no teeth anymore.

GRANDPA: Eh! Afa-afaan Kowe?

ARIMBI: Oh, sorry, Grandpa! I think Grandpa Diamond Milky!

Obviously, it embarrassed kecele as seven generations. The toothless old man just stared, and then grinned. Basic pertu (spinster!).

GRANDPA: Kowe people still looking siafa?

ARIMIBI: Looking for Mas Bima, Grandpa!

GRANDPA: Your boyfriend is in Tegal?

ARIMBI: Em ... such and such, yes, yes, Grandma! But he's unfaithful, hypocritical, like mutually boyfriend, champion!
GRANDPA: Ho-oh! He-he-he ... gamfang. Felet ae let me faithful!
ARIMBI: How, Grandma?

GRANDPA: Gamfang, asked the Grandma!

There was laughter ngekek like witch Mak Lampir a la radio plays version.

Grandma: There are many ways for menggunagunai an arrogant guy like the Milky. Want to use which one: Jaran Guyang, Satan Kober, Semar mesem, or Tali Roma? It's all powerful and guaranteed cespleng, my grandson!

After tirakat for seven years and seven months and seven days and seven nights, as well as complete all-Ubarampe, Arimbi into action. He tried all the voodoo that. Let Bima klenger seven generations!

Jat Bima singa naba Manua ya manui
As crocodiles hungry to see the baby!

That afternoon the Milky like to influenza ngelu head! His mind was shattered, and his personality ambyar! Looking at the behavior of nyleneh like it Bima, Arjuna who is good to make love to know signs.

ARJUNA: Mas Bima, you got charms that over-dose!

BIMA: Pantes! It was really all bad. But I think people never nyalahi.

ARJUNA: If you see a motive, ordinary, revenge romance, and if you look at its form, this must come from blind culture. Understandably: primitive!

BIMA: Well, certainly it from Pringgondani oriented to the east and south of it! Barbaric!

Bima suddenly crept out, then nggeblas toward Pringgodani. Arimbi which had always been waiting for and promised not to shower until they've been met with the Milky Way, what a delight his heart. So see if, in cash Arimbi-flower bath. Hastily he picked Bima up.

ARIMBI: Finally you came too, Bim!

Bima was stonily silent.

ARIMBI: Really kill me curious seeing people like to underestimate women!

BIMA: Do I blame you?

ARIMBI: No!
BIMA: So what do you want?

ARIMBI: Up to me dong!

Bima actually know all that is in the inner Arimbi. Dewa Ruci nature has taught him to read it. With anger that no longer blocked Milky made Arimbi hair pulling.

ARIMBI: Heeelllppp!

Devil in the grimace, the devil laugh out loud,
wikwikong monyong bolong!

In the meantime the spirit Sarpakenaka Arimbi shot out of the soul. His red eyes turned pale bodies. Arimba shocked, directly confront Bima.

ARIMBA: You bastard! Feel ya my keramat this moment!

Bima's fury could not be matched by the Arimba one. The only way to paralyze the Milky was only with busy fighting.

ARIMBA: Brajamusti! Brajadenta! Brajakisalpa! Brajalamatan! Purbakesa! Kalabendana! Ringkus the Milky rancid quickly this!

Once there is a chance Arimba quickly search for survivors hiding in the armpit father-in-law. Busyet! Rich chicken! While the fear of being hunted ghosts Arimbi Sarpakenaka who demanded compensation for lack of offerings. Arimba can not do something, so did his father-in-law.

Arjuna saved Bima almost in the waste to the morgue. Krishna came sooner to treat Milky with Kembang Cangkok Wijayakusuma; postmodern science to rescue suksma of death that has not destiny! Kyai Semar was also present along with companion Panakawan the sons of the Pandavas. And Kyai Semar, too, who could dampen the spirit, haunts Sarpakenaka Arimbi disturbing.

It was told Arimbi went to aesthetic surgery at the salon of aunt Kunti. Cosmetic surgery is handled some surgeons. Dr Lars M Visnes, Dr. Steven Herman, and Dr. Thomas J Krizek. They agreed to deconstruct Arimbi in total: dermabase, surgical body contour, breast augumentation, rhydectomy, suctioning lipectomy and abdominoplasty. The results were a surprise. Arimbi the face pretty sick of it now, absurdly cinematic: Madonna and Dolly Parton just totally lost!

ARIMBI: Mas Bim, if you love me now?

BIMA: No!

Arimbi: I was about what? For you do everything!
BIMA: What does it mean a new face, new look, new fashion, but never a new thought!

Arimbi: I've not known what to do anymore?

BIMA: Seek for all novelties all over the world!

So mush feeling devastated Arimbi. He walked slowly, and then decided to undergo "surgery cartoons" in the salon Mas goen, then "digital surgery" at the salon Ki dalangmaya. Yes, for love, for the sake of Bima.

Bim Mas, Mas Biiimmm ...! Shouted the rebel Arimbi heart, burst out in all the recesses of the mind that is not locked.

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, 14 March 2011

Aesthetic Concept of Lakonet

2009-02-27T00:33:00.000-08:00

Introduction

The murwa above is quoted from http://wayangcitra.blogspot.com/, a site of wayang in cyberspace that is hyperedited by Ki Harsono Siswocarito, since November 2007. The site uploads new genres of wayang, such as lakonet, visual wayang, digital wayang, graphic wayang, animation wayang, and interactive wayang. But in this writing the genre discussed is only lakonet, especially relating to its aesthetic concepts.

The meaning of aesthetic concept in the title of this writing is the ideas of beauty implied within lakonet. Whereas the meaning of tension between tradition and innovation is the aesthetic concepts that refer to the ideas of traditional beauty and those of the modern ones.

Meaning of Lakonet

Lakonet is a blend of the word "lakon" (wayang story) and "net" (Internet). This term is used by Ki Harsono Siswocarito to refer to a new wayang genre that is published in the Internet. The aesthetic concept of lakonet as a new genre of wayang refers to pedalangan literature.

Pedalangan literature is literary devices created by dalang in the performing art of wayang. It consists of murwa or pelungan (opening of pedalangan poem or suluk), nyandra janturan (first scene description) and pocapan (scene narration), suluk (padalangan poem), antawacana (wayang dialogue), sabetan (body language of wayang), suara (voice, sound, and onomatopoea), tembang (song), mantra (magic poem), and cerita (wayang story).

A. Murwa

Murwa is the opening poem of wayang show, in pedalangan of known as pelungan; in it is known as ilahengan; and in it is murwa. Below are the examples of a short murwa and long one.

Kembang sungsang binang kunang
Cahaya nira kadya gilang gumilang

A long murwa below is from the pedalangan of West Java.

Adam Adam babuh lawan
Ingkang ngagelaraken cahya nur cahya
Dangiang wayang wayanganipun
Perlambang alam sadaya
Semar sana ya danar guling
Basa sem pangangen-angen
Mareng ngemaraken Dzat Kang Maha Tunggal
Wayang agung wineja wayang tunggal
Wayang tunggal

In Ki Harsono Siswocarito's lakonet, murwa derived from literary pedalangan is modified into a new form. Below are the examples of English version murwa in his lakonets.

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

And

My worship is for God only
Universe creator and all its
I adore all of the great poets
To whom worship God only

And also

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

B. Nyandra

Nyandra is a scene description by using prosy language in wayang performance. There are two kinds of nyandra: janturan and pocapan. Janturan is scene description with gamelan music; and pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music. Based on the pedalangan of , Ki Harsono Siswocarito modifies a nyandra and translate it into English below.

1. The example of Janturan

Sinareng nira pertangga, watri gumanti sang hyang latri kapundut ima-ima gambura kalawan ancala. Gambura is the beginning, ancala is the hill of mountain, si Walangtunggal the story signed by asta gangga wira tanu patra. Asta is hands, gangga is water, wira is wise man, tanu is ink, patra is words. Words and ink are created into an alphabet of wilanjana wilanjani. Wilanjana is the alphabet of Ha, wilanjani is the alphabet of Alip. The alphabet of Alip spreading out in the West became thirty letters, Alip ba ta sa. Don't finish the alphabet of Alip, it is not the right place to concern with the alphabet of Alip. Vanishing the alphabet of Alip is existing the alphabet of Ha. The alphabet of Ha spreading out in the East, falling into the Java island was created into the alphabet of kalih dasa, kalih two, dasa ten, the twenty letters are divided into four mazhab, such as:
Ha na ca ra ka is east, da ta sa wa la is south, pa da ja ya nya is west, ma ga ba ta nga is north. Ha na ca ra ka is the governor, da ta sa wa la is the ordered, pa da ja ya nya is the bad heart, ma ga ba ta nga can not be said. The alphabet has died in the north.
Vanishing the twenty alphabet, exists again the alphabet, wulanjana wulanjani. Wulanjana ia desire of father, wulanjani is desire of mother. The desire of father falls into the desire of mother, goes into puri. is woman, puri is a palace. Which palace is going to be the opening? The…… palace is used as the beginning. Basically the state is panjang punjung pasir wukir loh jinawi. Panjang is told by people, punjung is highly distinguished, pasir is ocean, wukir is mountain, loh jinawi is very wealthy, not lack of clothes and food, and diamonds.
Who becomes the king? The king sits in the ivory throne of gilang kencana crowned by binokasri jewelry, wearing gelung gono, gelung gongsor, kelat bahu kempal dada, strapping on his keris of Kyai Jagapati, pendok carved by coriander motif, its amar-amaran yellow silk, white silk, black silk, red silk, dodot gresik wayang.
One playing a dalang is dora sembada, dora is lie, sembada is fit. What cause becomes fit? There is a fact. What fact is it? There is wayang purwa. Wayang is a shadow and purwa is a beginning. Only following an ancient plot, following old traces, old man began, young man just does. But the difference is that the ancient wayang has been changed into wayang golek. What is the meaning of golek, disenggol or touched until dead lying, and its eyes still opening. However, the word golek according to Javanese is to look for. Looking for what, looking for its origin, because golek is not different from man. Hush dangerous golek is made similar to man. Is not golek made of wood, carved, painted, becoming a doll. Why can the doll speak alone and live? Golek is moved without move, gesture without gesture, because golek is spoken by dalang. Do not feel to be a dalang, only feeling to play wayang, to play dalang. Playing of what? Playing of wooden puppets, you see, audience need entertaining, better than sleeping in the evening.
Mountain without valley there is not a black monkey. The Long tale is made short, the short is cut, sebat kang genjotan.

Nayndra in lakonet is modified into short one, like the examples below.

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.

And below is the shorter one.

ASTINA—The leaders of Kurawa together with General Baladewa, the President of Mandura, discusses national catastrophe.

2. The example of Pocapan

Pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music to tell its event. Below is an example of pocapan in Jaya Renyuan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

Padmanegara nyandak dua hulusapu bade dicipta ku Kresna. Atuh Kresna rep idakep ana sinuku tunggal babakane caturdriya--catur papat, driya angen-angen, sir budi cipta kalawan rasa. Pangambung teu diangge ngangse; soca teu diangge ningal; cepil teu diangge ngarungu; baham teu diangge ngucap lir ibarat anu paeh ngadeg, nanging bentena pedah ngangge ambegan.

In lakonet, pocapan is also modified into short one, and even like lines in poetry. Below are the examples.

All divas are prepared
To attack Triloka's foes!

And below is the poetical one.

The giants attack cruelly!
The giants fight angrily!

C. Suluk

Suluk is the poems sung by dalang in wayang show. Below are the examples of suluk from the pedalangan of West Java.

Saur nira tandana panjang
Sinenggih sabda ya uninga lawan
Sabda ya uninga lawan
Sauri nira tandana panjang sinenggih
Sabda uninga mama
Ulun layu dening sekti ala bakti dening asih
Ya ding asih
Wong asih ora katara

In lakonet, suluk is modified into couplet poems. Below are the examples of suluk in Ki Harsono Siswocarito's lakonet.

Standby sang Dursasana
Troop commander of Astina!
Kurawa attack the campus
The students deadly push

D. Antawacana

Antawacana is a dialogue between wayang figures, and a dialogue between wayang figure and nayaga (musicians), wirasuara (man singer), or jurukawih (woman singer) is called aside. Antawacana is presented after pocapan. Below is an example of dialogue in Jaya Renyuan garapan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

KRESNA: Eladalah, Yayi, Yayi Setiaki.
SETIAKI: Kaula nun.
KRESNA: Kakang Patih Udawa.
UDAWA: Lo, lo, lo, Hahahah… pun kakang Patih Udawa.
KRESNA: Marajeng ka payun calikna.

Below is antawacan in lakonet.

BIMA: Our distinguished professors! Are you regret the action of Kurawa's troops?
KANETRA: Of course! But, I regard such an action is funny clown. And we could defend ourselves.
PULASIA: Huahaha… right! The attack's no significance for biomacrobot, my robotic engineering.
ESTIBANDA: And my future monsterobot could destroy the troops.
MANINGRAT: Bastard Kurawa! Such a snob Wayang's dare to show off. Overacting! Khhk-phew!
MARUTA: They should be educated, Prof! Make them nyaho!
BARUNA: All right! They think sciences only exist in , technology only exists in ? So proud!
BIMA: Great! The military action of Astina should be executed. Prepare the troops of biomacrobot and monsterobot to attack Astina.
PULASIA: Yes, Sir!
ESTIBANDA: OK!

E. Sabetan

Sabetan is the body language of wayang including dancing, acting, and fighting. Dancing is the gesture of wayang accompanied by song and gamelan music. Acting is the gesture of wayang only accompanied with kecrek or kendang. Fighting is the gesture of wayang in war accompanied with gamelan music or only with kecrek or kendang. In lakonet, sabetan is presented by scene action.

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, Kaladuskerta, Kaladusta, Kaladursila—attack!”
“Reng, let's attack em with grenades!” +
“Ok!”—(Click! Whoosh!)
(BOOOM!)

F. Suara

Suara is voices, sounds, and onomatopoeia to complete sabetan, especially fighting. Below is an example of suara from a lakonet (lakon or drama in Internet) by Ki Harsono Siswocarito.

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

G. Tembang

Tembang is song sung by pesinden (woman singer), wirasuara (man singer), or dalang. Woman singer sings the opening song of wayang show. Woman and/or man singer sings songs along with wayang show. Songs in Limbukan and Gara-gara are sung by dalang duet with woman singer or guest stars. Below is an example of the opening song from the pedalangan of West Java:

Sampurasun dulur-dulur
Nu aya di pilemburan
Wilujeng patepang dangu
Ti abdi saparakanca
Ti abdi saparakanca
Gamelan Munggul Pawenang
Nyanggakeun hiburanana, Juragan
La mugiya janten panglipur
Pangbeberah duh kana manah

The song below is sung by panakawan in Ki harsono Siswocarito's lakonet derives from Sundanese Asmarandana.

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

And he quotes and modifies a song from the Rolling Stones.

Yu yus tu bi mai parti dol
Bat now yu sey de parti’s oper

The original lyric is:

You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over

H. Mantra

Mantra, magic poem in pedalangan, consists of two categories. First, mantra recited by dalang before performing wayang show. Second, mantra recited by a figure of wayang to show its power. The first example is the mantra of opening performance from Mpu Tan Akung:

Ingsun Angidhepa Sang Hyang Guru Reka,
Kamatantra: swaranku manikastagina.

The second one is mantra penyirepan recited by Indrajit to make other characters sleep:

Rep sirep si Megananda
Wong sarewu padha tumut
Salaksa wong serah nyawa

I. Cerita

The story of lakonet derives from wayang stories. Wayang stories can be classified into pakem, carangan, gubahan, and sempalan stories. The pakem stories derive from Mahabarata, Ramayana, Serat Paramayoga, Serat Pustaka Rajapurwa, Serat Purwakandha, etc. Carangan stories are the modified versions of pakem stories. Gubahan stories are the adapted versions. Sempalan stories are the new creative versions of wayang stories.

Supporting Ellements

Beside the elements of pedalangan literature mensioned above, lakonet has supporting elements such as image, hypertext, and cybertext.

Image is the illustration picture used as supporting element of lakonet. The image for lakonet illustration applies digital wayang, a wayang picture that is made by using tdigial painting technique. By reffering to the aesthetic concept of layarmaya, digital wayang digital is made in reverse of printed wayang. Layarmaya uses black background, and printed wayang uses white background. So digital wayang uploaded in lakonet is a white shadow on a black background. It is different from a printed wayang that manifests a black shadow on a white background. And so does a black shadow of wayang kulit on a white background.

Hypertext in lakonet consists of internal link and external link. The use of link make a text different from a hypertext. Hypertextualization is a process of mediamorfosis from a written text into an electronic hypertext.

Cybertext in lakonet is an interactive facility between hypertextualization done by ki dalangmaya and its cybercommunity in cyberspace. Such an interactivity gives a chance to all netizens within the cybercommunity to interact actively.

Conclusion

Pedalangan literature is very plural and has many genres. This case indicates that the plurality of Indonesian pedalangan has many kinds of styles, such as pedalangan styles of West Java, Central Java, East Java, Bali, Lombok, Banjar, and etc.

Lakonet is a postmodern genre of wayang that uses Internet as its medium of perform-ance and publication. However, the readers can read the printed version in this lakonet booklet.

Semarang, 22 Juni 2008

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Dawala the Pioneer of Mass-Education

2008-03-21T01:11:00.000-07:00

The fog starts uncovering!
And the Sun is shining
At every movement looking!

TUMARITIS VILLAGE.--Kyai Semar Badranaya, ya Ki Lurah Kudapawana seems thinking and contemplating: society is changing! Tumaritis village starts moving to a dynamic living. It is different from villages in old age, bounded by static system of tradition. Tumaritis is dynamically moving.

As the lost of Kyai Petruk, appears Begawan Dawala who is super-mbeling playing goro-goro. Different from Kyai Petruk in making goro-goro that is always full of crazy-jokes, Begawan Dawala makes goro-goro by declearing living without B3B (free from three types of illiteracy). The result is that Amarta's societies become clever and educated without importing KKN students and their bullshit DPL from Sokalima University. However, the smart and educated societies are not free from problem faced by them. Even happens a new epidemic that becomes epidemically new. Now the students become "pollution" that increases the epidemic of intellectual deficiency! A new pollution in modern societies that directly and super-negatively impacts on human living.

The smokestack does obviously not cause the pollution and epidemic and waste of steel, fertilizer industries, or whatever that pollutes environment; but, caused by the waste of education industries themselves, that likes or dislikes polluting! At least it says so according to Begawan Dawala. Anxiously, he observes the education industries: in his opinion, there is no a harmonious balance between the machines in all levels; so that the education products are never appropriately useful. As a result, there is no ready-for-use product! Besides, the education industries are wasteful! Like a tonnage of rice that becomes a kilogram of rice, and finally become a spoon of rice. The others become their own wastes of education industries! If the wastes are not immediately overcome, at last they will be pollution, and spread the epidemic of intellectual deficiency. It is more dangerous than the plague like in Albert Camus' La peste. Begawan Dawala wisely smiles.

Actually, education industries are able to create intellectual taste. The mechanism system forces the existence of continual production process. And ironically, going out of the system means to fasten pollution; and stopping means a sudden deficiency; meanwhile if it keeps continuing, it will be chronic! En vano ni hablar de eso--says Begawan Dawala in Don Juan's language.

With his deep wit Begawan Dawala watches the social show. Several efforts have been done to oppress the pollution and epidemic, although those are just merely noisy-busy. Formal people immediately enlarge and heighten their "education industry buildings". Non-formal people are busy to sell portable education machines. In informal environment people are busy to look for the medicine. According to Begawan Dawala, such people have given wrong diagnosis; and consequently they have injected wrong medicine. Education mal-practice is inevitable! Pollution only flows to another place; meanwhile intellectual deficiency is only cured by intellectual fallacy! How horrible it is.

As a good citizen of Amarta, Begawan Dawala does not just keep silent. He is a guiding watcher! So soon he goes to meet Kyai Semar.

In his humble house, Kyai Semar stands up from his contemplation. He approaches Gareng and Bagong.

SEMAR: Sons, don't you know where Petruk is going?

GARENG: No, Dad!

BAGONG: Nah--you see… your son wants to study, you don't permit him. Petruk is obstinately leaving the house!

SEMAR: Gee, you blame me! He doesn't take my advice. Don't force to enter higher education, moreover to a so and so university.

BAGONG: But, Dad, it's the age of schooling. You could stand to lead a miserable existence and make your son miss the age. Please look at my Bro Gareng that is illiterate, there is KMD--newspaper for villagers-- he is only able to see its pictures. He passed B3B yesterday evening. Poor him!

GARENG: Mocking me!

BAGONG: I don't mock or insult you, it's reality! Other people are busy competing to be a village-head and looking for a mbonapide en kualipeot job, Kang Gareng brings his hue everywhere--keeping on doing voluntary collective work!

GARENG: Lha wong I'm a good citizen.

BAGONG: That's right if your voluntary collective work is really done, wong Kang Gareng just looks for getting the food.

Without mercy Gareng flies his fists. Bagong groans and moans.

SEMAR: Hehehe… don’t fight! Voluntary collective work is important, too. We are humble people only able to do voluntary collective work by hoing. I'm myself a ward master not merely governing. Taking action is necessary! Not because of a leader, my work is merely instructing and governing! Not so!

GARENG: Nah! You see--that's right, Dad!

SEMAR: Look for si Petruk!

BAGONG: Take action, Daaad!

Semar smiles.

GARENG: Ops--I can't, Dad. How do I look for him? Uphill I'm afraid I'll be confused, down town I'm afraid I'll be lost!

BAGONG: How a kampoong man your are! For me, I prefer looking for money to looking for Petruk whose place is not obvious! Private Uni has a great harvest. I'll take a part to harvest.

GARENG: You can't do that! It's the harvest season for intellectuals. You, studying at Senior High School, have never finished.

BAGONG: Wrong! I know the people who have the harvest are intellectuals, the people who are harvested are students, and the people who are injured by the harvest are their parents! And the people who dig the foundation of the glamour but tremor campus are we.

GARENG: Wee, there are many machines. Can you rival such machines?

BAGONG: If you say so, as the products of technological age people should be able to rival machines. Technology doesn't only create robot, but also makes human beings be robots. The more like robot, the more useful the people in the world of technology. It's better than empty--handed and empty-headed! Right or wrong?

At that time Begawan Dawala is entering the doorway.

DAWALA: Sampurasun, excuse me.

SEMAR: Rampes! O, Ki Dawala, come in please.

DAWALA: Thank you, Kyai. Well, Kyai, I'm really sorry for seeing the new phenomenon that falls on our society. After getting rid of triple illiteracy, now occur the pollution of students and the epidemic of intellectual deficiency. To face such conditions, what should be done, Kyai?

Kyai Semar is surprised-confused. Facing such a problem, he can not do anything else except goes back to his own self.

SEMAR: That's the risk. We can not blame others. The Industry of education is going on and can not be stopped. The only way to save the industry is haw to navigate it. Where'll our education industry be navigated?

DAWALA: That's the anxious problem, Kyai. Three-centered education is shaking because there is no balance here and there. Prof Dr Arjuna, the National Education Ministry of Amarta, can not overcome the industry of formal education. The buildings of the industry is as high as the sky, but the quality is as high as knee; it is sophisticated in the ivory tower, but it is powerless in the practical fields; and the gap is like a abyss more and more. The products of education industry are more alienated from market taste. The production cost is bigger than the selling cost of its products that is often in vein. At last the industry is so consumptive to the raw material just to make idleness!

Gareng and Bagong keep silent knowing nothing

SEMAR: Then what is the purpose of Ki Begawan?

DAWALA: It needs deformation!

Kyai Semar is startled. The only one Begawan is very multi-radical!

SEMAR: I understand--Ki Begawan does not chit a chat, but don't oppose the system!

DAWALA: Deformation doesn't oppose the system. Deformation is a new paradigm. It's the time for Amarta to establish mass-education. The social dynamics has displayed mass-society that supports mass-culture. In such a condition, mass-information will grow speedily and spreadly. In mass-education, the role of mass-information is absolute as a mass-mahaguru.

GARENG (whispering): do you get it, Gong?

BAGONG: No!

SEMAR: Is it possible operationally?

DAWALA: Of course! Just waiting for the coming of mass-mahaguru, educating mass with sophisticated mass-information. For gaining the purpose, massmedia will not be free from deformation! The more cultural and educative massmedia, the more trusted to be the tongue of mass-mahaguru. Next time information deformation will change the world!

BAGONG: Is it like revolution?

DAWALA: Deformation is not revolution! All kinds of revolution just represent fallacy. Revolution is just a mere culture of human-pigs! Revolution is just a mere bullshit!

"O!"

SEMAR: Em!--Then what is the ubarampe of mass-education operation?

DAWALA: Firstly, establishing mass-information deformation by forming BSIM--mass-information censorship board. The black or white mass-education depends on the sophistication of BSIM. Secondly, it is necessary to form BPIM--mass-information-guiding board. This board controls the circuit and mechanism of mass-information; so that the objective of mass-education can be directed in line of its purpose. Nah!--only by such a mass-education, the student pollution and all of it impact, and intellectual deficiency can be overcome. Besides, it determines the existence of mass-culture in the future.

SEMAR: Yes, it depends on its praxis. Is practice not as simple as theory? Often a "grand theory" changes to be "vice" in practice. History has noted many events like those. And of course Ki Begawan himself understands those cases. How has the world been burnt by the crazy fool Uber Alles, ten million people were killed for the game of human-pigs, and human beings slowly but exactly face The World Lost.

DAWALA: True, Kyai. Deformation has superpower to achieve The World Regain. Mass-education will prove that science doesn't lay in the glamour of ivory-towered buildings, but lays in the power of information! That's why mass-education sets forward information deformation. Without information deformation, education doesn't exist!

Bagong is confused. Gareng is snoring.

SEMAR: I agree! Mass-education is more oriented to public interest; not to establish elite intellectual attitude. It's truly a noble idea! I hope mass-intellectuals will be born next time. And like or dislike, elite-intellectual will be seized by the age. This case will happen consequently; no because of force like marginal people who live in the slums. Marginal students are not necessary to be pollution. Even, Ekalaya, Socrates, Ivan Illich, and the similar archetype like them go ahead!

DAWALA: True, Kyai. Sokalima as a megapolitan city of education can do nothing! What is the meaning of intellectuals if just merely silent intellectuals? What is the use of heightening a slanting ivory-towered building? Intellectual-being-for-himself is meaningless! Intellectual an sich is just a mere catshit! All we need now are intellectual being-for-others: mass-intellectuals.

Kyai Semar smiles wisely. The existence of Begawan Dawala in his village if like a full moon in a blind night. Kyai Semar, as a trusted humble person in Amarta, immediately reports Begawan Dawala's will to the Minister of National Education of Amarta--Prof Dr Arjuna. At first, mass-education is regarded as a non-sense education system! However, the Minister of Communication of Amarta Prof Dr Nakula thinks differently. Mass-education is a sophisticated education system, in which communication will exist more and more. According to Minister of Com Nakula, mass-education will be able to cure the squealer culture in communication. For the vested interest, Minister of Com Nakula receives the mass-education. Even though Prof Dr Arjuna does not agree because he is too fanatic with the education system of Sokalima, Prof Dr Nakula will enter mass-education to his department. Finally, after fully understanding the system, Prof Dr Arjuna agrees, too.

It is reported that mass-education is established in the state of Amarta. It has a super extraordinary consequence! The people of Amarta are cleverer and better educated in comparison to the people of other countries. The state of Astina that is proud of having megapolitan city of education Sokalima becomes underdeveloped not because of stupidity but it is left and can not follow the development of mass-education in Amarta.

In fact BSIM can be a defense valve for Amarta. BSIM supports the power of security and defense and General Bima, Minister of Defense of Amarta, participates to allocate his weaponry budgets for information budgets of mass-education. BPIM can make mass-information be export commodities in the traffic of international mass-information. Minister of Research and Technology of Amarta, Prof Dr Ir Sadewa admires the sophistication of information technology of BPIM which is not only able to detect information from and to all over the world, but also to all over the universe. Military Commander of Amarta General Gatotkaca is glad to see the existence of BPIM; as a matter of fact whose the greatness of spy force is more sophisticated than other spy-agents. Amarta does not need to send its James Bonds whom like playing with women in their operations.

Begawan Dawala smiles wisely. He clearly resists when the rector Sokalima University Prof Dr Durna invites to give Doctor Honoris Causa for Begawan Dawala. The attitude is regarded as a great mockery for Astina. Moreover when the First Lady of Astina, Mrs. Banowati PhD, forces President Duryudana to do a total perestroka in Negara "Tirai" Astina. For being ignored, Banowati the philosophy doctor runs away to meet Begawan Dawala. Studying his science.

When Banowati asks whether Begawan Dawala exists, calmly Begawan Dawala says, "I deform, therefore I exist!"

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, 15 Maret 2008

Candabirawa: Robot Sci-Fi War

2008-02-08T20:16:00.000-08:00

Candabirawa the masterpiece
Of a great giant intellectual in
The Culture of Biorobotics Age

FUTURE SHOW--The textbook of future lakonet is going to be performed by ki dalangmaya. Different from Future Shock written by Alvin Toffler, Future Show is an experimental work of dialectical reason engineering of science and magic. The form of dialectical unity between reason and feeling: the harmony of West and East Cultures. In fact, ki dalang is not a futurologist but a futurist who likes exploring en avant vu dimension. --"Nah, these are the image + story + dialog of Ki Harsono Siswocarito's styles in a future flash show."--Look:

Black screen
Of night sign

"Move!"
(Clap!)--"Look out!"
(Bang!)--"Ouch!"
"Hmm, forward!"
"Shoot!"
(Click!)--"Shit! No bullet left!"

Sound's gone
No left alone

(Whoosh! Clap!)--"Be careful! Watch the frontline!"
"Yes, Sir!"--(Whoosh!
Flash!)--"Save!"
"Laser, Let!"
"Yes, Sir!"
"Sabotage this optic fiber cable--hurry up!"
(Zzsstz!)--"Well done!"

NAKULA: Okay, we've cut the information channel from Bulupitu Headquarter to Biorobotics Lab in Mandraka. Let's arrest General Salya!"

SADEWA: Wait, Captain Nakula--what about the intelsat of Astina?

NAKULA: What? Do you forget, Lieut.Col Sadewa? The outer space military base and star-war equipment of Astina had been destroyed when Marshal Gatotkaca was officiated as the Amartan star-war commander-in-chief.

SADEWA: O yea, all right. C'mon!

Both of the officers from Bumiretawu Division and Sawojajar Division go in a hurry to Mandraka for the sake of duty to seek the secret key of Biorobotics. Without mastering the key it is impossible for Amarta to conquest the Brigade of Candabirawa Biorobots led by Commander General Salya.

Salya is reengineering
In the Biorobotics Lab

MANDRAKA.--General Salya is diligently reengineering his research to perfect the latest and the most sophisticated biorobotics experiment. The Last Biorobot Killers! The cultural heritage of biorobotics from Prof Dr Bagaspati is really extraordinary. Artificial intelligence, the key-success of robotics, now has been completed by artificial intuition, the key-success of biorobotics. Prof Dr Bagaspati has inherited the basic deformation of a silico-logicus to be a biosilico-logicus. This is Candabirawa Biorobotics. Terrible and horrible! And General Salya is ready to send the Brigade of Candabirawa Biorobots to the hell of Kurusetra.

After finishing his research, immediately General Salya contacts Bulupitu Headquarter. He is surprised because all information channels have been cut. With red anger he throws his videophone. Then he goes quickly down the sky scrapper building of the Biorobotics Lab. When he arrives at the basement floor, Captain Nakula and Lieut.Col Sadewa arrest him.

SADEWA: Don't move! Let's finish the war!

SALYA: The war? This is not the place! It's the battlefield case, not the lab one!

NAKULA: Exactly, General, but this Biorobotics Lab is the source of the greatest scientific mal-practice in the future civilization of mankind. Kurusetra is not the field for verifying truth and justice anymore, but the killing-field of human beings. Biorobotics traps human beings to be slaves and victims of it creation. It'd better die for God's sake than be killed by creation!

SALYA: Hmm, so what do you want?

SADEWA: Look at this destruction-button!

NAKULA: So choose, we die together or give us the key of secret formula of Candabirawa Biorobotics?

SALYA: Sly are you bastard! Do you think you can rival my expertise Hua-ha-ha-ha… take it! Nah, see you later in Kurusetra!

After getting the secret key of Candabirawa Biorobotics, Captain Nakula and Lieut.Col Sadewa disappear in the darkness. General Salya rolls his eyes and represses his emotion. To calm his passion, he goes quickly to a pub. And not so long he has fallen weakly on the bed of Setyawati, playing a bomb.

As woman embraces
Everything melts

--XXX--
"What?"
"O!"

In the dawn, Setyawati goes to sleep. General Salya puts a sci-fi doll beside his wife, which can say, "O Dear, let me go to a biorobotic sci-fi war!" After putting his night clothing off, immediately he puts his war clothing on. And then in a hurry he goes to Bulupitu.

Different event
On one lakonet
--F = N2C

BIOART LAB, AMARTA.--Pandawa succeed to deform the secret key of Candabirawa Biorobotics in the Bioart Lab, so that from the deformation of artificial intuition of biosilico-logicus creature is reformed three new formations: biosilico-estheticus, biosilico-ethicus, and biosilico-mysticus. From the three formations the biorobots of Arsoid, Ethicoid, and Deusoid are created: the biorobot race which has reason and emotion. Really extraordinary! The Bioart Lab succeeds to produce such genius biorobots that understand truth, beauty, virtue, and miracle. General Darmakesuma, the expert of reason engineering in the Bioart Lab, brings Deusoid. The biosilico-deus creature is ready to save and rescue the human race in the battlefield of The Last Baratayuda World War.

DARMAKESUMA: Here you are, I think only Deusoid that can rival Candabirawa. How is the condition of Kurusetra?

KRESNA: Dangerous, General! Everyone says, "The Brigade of Candabirawa Biorobots multiple more and more!" Is it true, General Bima?

BIMA: Yes, General! The troops of Amarta go back off because all weapons can not destroy the Candabirawa Biorobots. The killing machine of the biosilico-logicus creature is like evil devil! Truly as hell ass hole!

DARMAKESUMA: Then, what is an appropriate strategy to save human beings?

KRESNA: Put all weapons off! And use anti-biorobotic clothes.

"Exactly! Weapon = catastrophe! What is the meaning? Look--the earth quakes, the ozone is torn, the global catastrophe is open!"

Nature + Culture - Nurture = No Future

"O Brahmadharmavisnu!"
"Future is the triad of nature-culture-nurture!"

DARMAKESUMA: Well, back to nurture. We should destroy the Candabirawa Biorobots. Let's go to Kurusetra!

"Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!"

Biorobotics Sci-fi war
The humans disappear

KURUSETRA.--Sci-fi war!

"Dur, Cit, Karta--watch HDTV: Candabirawa Biorobots make war, we just sit with swinging legs. Kurawa will win!"

HDTV: (It's visible--the giants with computer-brains, parabola-eyes, radar-ears, laser-hairs, missile-teeth, nuclear-fingers, weapon-hands, ammunition-bodies, gunpowder-lungs, and tank-legs--move mechanic-programmatic-catastrophically!)

"Contemporary Surrealism!"
"Superrealism!"

(General Salya sits + remote + hardcore drink--detector screen--teleinstructor buttons--Kurusetra killing-field map--signal--0987654321--)

Faulkner: "When will be blown up?"
"As it's so!"
?²

(General Salya suddenly screams, "Deusoid?"--Supersensory + artificial intuition detector: F = N2C--Candabirawa Biorobots 1/1 vanish!)

"Superpowerful without weapon!"

SALYA: Hmm, the deuce! Who are you?

DEUSOID: I'm Deusoid.

SALYA: O, my God! Art Thou Batara Dharma?

Bacon: "Idols of the Mind!"

DEUSOID: O, Salya--peel the Idols of the Sign, free the Idols of the Soul. You are about to know me!

SALYA: Kalimasada Science!

(Darmakesuma is appearing--Candabirawa is vanishing--Darmakesuma is winning!)

Lord of creation's human
Neither slave nor victim
Neither God nor Satan!

"Biorobots are destructed!"
"Salya's dead!"
"Long live Darmakesuma!"

White screen
Is a love sign

:--"Let's stop the flash-show here. Presence and Absence are important. Ki dalangmaya hopes to be forgiven, --see you later and wait for next lakonets!"

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, 7 February 2008

The Primadonna of Sokalima

2008-02-04T16:41:00.000-08:00

Jasmine blooms facing the day
Roses bloom and wildly gleam
Flowers of Tulip and Sakura
Thou art the worldly shawl!

SOKALIMA STATES UNIVERSITY. —The beats of the drum accompany the glorious steps of the primadonna of Sokalima. A super contemporary chick! She is the cathexis object of every boy. Moreover, a playboy like Arjuna, she can make him roll his eyes. Her name is top n pop—Srikandi. On her beauty, look into " The Notes of Si Kumbang Kampus,” Arjuna depicts her below—

“Kandy is really a super trendy chick. Her lips are as sweet as lipstick ad. Her eyes are as exotic as eyeshadow ad. Her hairstyle is like styling foam ad. Her fragrance is as unique as perfume ad. Her clothes are as trendy as fashion ad. Her body's as sexy as bikini ad. Her style's as attractive as L’Poseur is. Her brain's smarter than computer. Her attitude's emancipatorily practical. Her hobbies are displaying n showing off. Her ideals are gorgeous and famous. Her idol is artist-oriented. Her music is rock. Her love is patented n trusted. Her slogan—reading, idealizing, and working!”

Gee! Arjuna is genius! How sophisticated he depicts the image of the super contemporary chick. Differ from the style of orthodox artists! Look at the style: what are those lambene gula satemplik, halisna ngajeler paeh, and soon? Moreover an abstract—all beauties are shattered and destroyed. Never mind—, as you like. Listen to his chlise slogans, “The forms of art embody their own laws, not the reason to push us in daily life,” said Viktor Sjiklovski. Arjuna does not agree at all. For him, “Art is deformation!” It's ok!

Srikandi walks like on a catwalk. Her attitude is challenging like Jane d’Arc. Her sunglasses decorate her new wave hair. Her eyes shine wildly like a blitz. Her appearance makes Dr Kumbayana hurily jump out from his office through the window. Gosh--how obstinate the doctor is. He wants to chase Srikandi. He estimates highly the primadona of his campus. Pantas! Although he has a son as old as Srikandi, Dr Kumbayana does not care and prex-cuek. Because of his million puberty, he goes ahead!

Besides, Wilutama, the samen-leven partner of Dr Kumbayana, has uncertain room. When Aswatama was as little as mice, Wilutama fled because she was never given money for shopping. The salary of the doctor is always minim. Looking for part time teaching is only permitted for 4 SCU, doing corruption is impossible. He is not a bureaucrat! And … sst--remember! Inner Watch! Nah you are dead!

Instead of being dizzy for a thousand circles, it is better for him to look for a cheap entertainment. Dr Kumbayana approaches his campus primadonna. Kurawa CS make riot and whistle. Burisrawa the champion of flirting spontaneously sells love for sale, teasing his lecturer.

BURISRAWA: Hellaouw, Kandy--Madonna of my campus. Why do you like being approached by such an odd-old widower? It's better with me, come on? It should be desirous!

Srikandi rolls her eyes, but she is cinematically pretty. Dr Kumbayana opens his eyes wide because of being shot by his bad tempered students.

DURSASANA (laughing). Huahahaha... she is fit with me. This is--a student of government science--the candidate of Banjarjumut regent!

DURMAGATI: Zhe iz better with me, an engineer in the making future real-eztate zpezializt! Jeng Zri needn't be a victim of zabby apartment love. Make love in real-eztate--zophizticated, izn't it?

Ignoring the satanic mocking! Immediately Srikandi goes to library. Left alone by her, Dr Kumbayana is madly annoyed. To compensate his anger, he crazily curses his students.

KUMBAYANA: You all know not ethics, yea? Do you ask me for making you all fail in your exam? I'll give you all E grade! Verdoooven!

DURMAGATI: Zweet!

BURISRAWA: Youw threaten me, Doc? Youw kenow who I'm? Bureaucrat's son! Don't play with me if youw don't wanna be fired! Do youw understand, Doc?

Dr Kumbayana can shake his head only. Than he goes away like Cakil who always looses in war.

THE LIBRARY.--In the reading room of the library, Arjuna seems happy reading a novel written by Yudhistira, Arjuna Looks for Love. He does not care of the appearance of Srikandi. Neither does he when Kurawa ce-es liar-brutally follow the primadonna into the bookshelf corridor. The reading room changes into a sightseeing room. Because of his ill feelings, Arjuna jumps his butt in a hurry, going away without saying.

SRIKANDI: Hey, Jun! Wait!

Arjuna turns his head. He looks at the primadonna with the frozen eyesight like ice stone. Uneven frozen! Just for etiquette he asks.

ARJUNA: What's up?

SRIKANDI: Nothing--where are you going?

ARJUNA: Looking for privacy.

Without waiting for reaction, Arjuna steps away. Vacantly confused Srikandi is. Banowati, who is heavily gossiping with her friends, laughs wildly.

BANOWATI: Eh, look--our primadonna hits an obstacle. Taste it! Never hope Bro Jun will care her yea. Is she prettier than I am? Here--a model!

Dursilawati smiles like a donkey while looking at Banowati who gestures her sexy body.

DURSILAWATI: But you loose be-bra, Ban.

BANOWATI: What is be-bra?

DURSILAWATI: Loose beauty and brain!

BANOWATI: Never mind! The most important thing of all is sexy. I warranty it will succeed in rivalry. Brain is not important! Nah--what is the greatness of Srikandi who is truly pretty and smart? Moreover my approach to Arjuna has been done since I was at Kindergarten. Srikandi must be lost heavily!

SURTIKANTI (calmly smiling): Unfortunately I have engaged with Bro Awangga. If not, I wanna take apart in rivalry with you. What is uneasy in flirting Arjuna?

DURSILAWATI: Break him, Kanti. Let him be my lover.

SURTIKANTI: As you wish!

Laughing-bomb explodes in the middle of them. Over there, Srikandi still stands uneven-frozen, gazing at Arjuna who goes away and lost eaten by the edge of the campus. She wakes up from her uneven-frozen standing when Aswatama gives her a navy-blue enveloped letter. She says thanks and then buzzes off.

Coppercolored cloud in the sky
Western makes dark hurily
Evening is embraced stickly
By the night lonely!

PANCALA.--Srikandi closes the door of her bedroom. Slowly she opens the letter from Aswatama. Actually, Dr Kumbayana writes the letter. Wow--dad is made in date by his son!--thinks Srikandi. Its content is seduction! After reading the letter, she throws it out through a window.

Outside, the letter on his forehead beats Gandamana--the adjuvant of General Drupada, the father of Srikandi. He takes and reads it while walking: --

Dear Srikandi,

Thou art prettier than Juliet is
My love to thee more than Romeo!
The accessory in thy breast
Makes me jealous like Othelo
To Desdemona!

Mit der Liebe
Dr Kumbayana

Gandamana is surprised. Secretly he falls in love with the princess of his boss. His envy suddenly boils like rivaling Candradimuka crater. Like thunder he jumps into his military jeep. Then he goes with the gas! Looking at the attitude of the young adjuvant, picket officers stand stupor like buffalo.

Vice nightmare
To rival hell
The dark way

The military jeep rolls super speedily. Suddenly, the breaks scream, breaking the sky. The vehicles that dodge the satanic jeep, one goes to the valley, one hits street hookers, one crashes street vendors, and … etc. Gandamana cares nothing! From inside the jeep the voice heard: --

"I don't care anymore! Love is more important than catastrophe, more excellent that ethics! Go to hell Kumbayana--you're dead!"

SOKALIMA.--Everything is in hurry, Gandamana turns his drive left. The jeep moves like a ballet dancer. In front of Dr Kumbayana's house, the jeep stops. Gandamana jumps down. His steps are resolute, steady-sturdy like Commando. His face is wildly vice more than terrorist!

GANDAMANA: Kumbayana--get out!

His scream welcomes the dumb night. However, inside the house it is heard knees clash, trembling anxiously. Gandamana kicks and breaks down the door.

Dr Kumbayana hides in the space under his bed; he keeps on clashing his knees! The steady steps of the radial sky-high boots come closely. The bed trembles inevitably. The radial boots step closer and closer. The Rambo model of the riffle-barrel touches the nose of Dr Kumbayana.

GANDAMANA: Choose your head explodes, or hands up?

KUMBAYANA: I'm dead! Yes-yes… I am g-going o-out! B-but d-don't s-shoot me, Sir.

However, Dr Kumbayana can not stand up and out his hide. Roughly and impolitely Gandamana grabs him out.

KUMBAYANA: D-don't s-shoot me, Sir. You can take TV, video, or all my salary….

GANDAMANA: Shut up! I'm not a robber! Follow me!

KUMBAYANA: You wanna make me a hostage, Sir? It's in vain, Sir. I'm not VIP, politician, nor high bureaucrat. I'm just a mere honorary worker, Sir.

GANDAMANA: You've used a wrong pen. You should be punished heavily because you've bravely teased the general's princess!

KUMBAYANA: Punish me? But where is your letter of duty to arrest me?

GANDAMANA: I don't need it!

KUMBAYANA: But, Sir--this is a law state. Although I'm wrong, I hope you use a legal procedure.

GANDAMANA: Prex! The world of knight knows only hitting, beating, and fighting. I want to prove if Kumbayana is truly powerful ora tedhas tapak paluning pandhe--eh, sorry--it's obsolete! I mean, the product of nuclear technology, missile, etc.!

KUMBAYANA: Wow, Sir--mercy me! I just a mere brahmana intellectual, Sir.

GANDAMANA: What do you mean, Doc?

Dr Kumbayana smiles while looking at Gandamana withers his vice face. He does not idle this opportunity.

KUMBAYANA: Nah! Sir, do you want to know the meaning of brahmana intellectual? Goed! He is the man whose skull is full of scientific and technological and philosophical maxims but his heart if full of jopa-japu!

Gandamana frowns his forehead. His Rambo like riffle is handed down. Dr Kumbayana feels horrible no more. He thinks his polemology succeeds. The wildly vice face withers like a cheap cloth.

GANDAMANA: What is jopa-japu? Is it like a magic sentence, Doc?

KUMBAYANA: O, no! Eh, yes. Nah--that's it! But a sacred formula is different from prayer. Do you know, Sir?

GANDAMANA: O?

KUMBAYANA: Even if you wanna know--there is a modern magic sentence that can make man be whatever he wanna be. It's true, Sir.

GANDAMANA: What is it, Doc?

Dr Kumbayana tries to remember a modern magic sentence. In the style of a poet he read it: --

Papaliko arukabazuku kodega suzukalibu tutuk liba dekodega zamzam lagotokoco

By Gosh! It derives from "Husspuss" written by Sutardji Calzoum Bachri. Rather! Gandamana feels like a loser. Because of his hate and anger a jab like Tyson's hits the nose of Dr Kumbayana. A Tae Kwon Do kick of Gandamana makes the left hand of his target deformed. The bad faith Doctor falls to the ground.

The earth quacks the sky quacks!
Leaving the dark in his wink!

HOSPITAL.--Sokalima is in an uproar! Dr Kumbayana bruises until blue and black. Aswatama is powerless. He does not know who has made her father knock out. Last night after making a date with Dursilawati, he found his home was messy and his father fell into a gutter like rat. He thinks it was a bloody robber. But nothing's lost except the buttons of his father's shirt fell off confusedly. The investigation result of private detective is positively not a robbery, but violence.

In the waiting room of the hospital, Aswatama is confusedly thinking. When a doctor gets out of ICU, he approaches him.

ASWATAMA: How's my dad, Doc?

DOKTER: Emm--good. The concussion of his brain can be cured, but his physical defect is inevitable. Especially, the mouth, nose, and left hand of Dr Kumbayana can not be perfectly remedied like before.

Aswatama is drooping in the heart. He falls into a chair with x legs. His eyes are low-bat. The doctor just smiles sourly. Sour-sad! Through the glass, the sky looks like a shroud. A carved face is weakly bounded and bloody wounded. Dr Kumbayana lies down there. In the interval of his mourning his delirium utters, "papaliko… bazuku… suzu… ibu…"

Anxiously sad is Aswatama. He looks at a hundred tubes of infuse alternately resist the death. In sadness time is felt too slowly.

Mute mouth morning
Without word without
Asking without greeting!

Aswatama breathes loudly! He opens his daily notes: Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday… Sunday, Sunday, Sunday--and so many Sundays are over and over, Dr Kumbayana has not get well, too. Slowly but surely, Aswatama writes his pen down: --

"Only date changes; but day does not alter. My dad is still dull. His case is frozen. De polis ken du nating! Perhaps it is entered to a refrigerator. My darling, Dursilawati the fat, is also ominous. Near the corpse room, she still asks for getting 68. She says, "Love never knows agony!" Gee my knee! 68 again and again 68. A crazy puzzle! She like whatever hot: hot martabak cake, or hot Bandung cake. How greedy she is! I just eat a piece and she has eaten five. Fit with her radial teeth like a tractor tire! Rather ondel-ondel Betawi she is! No matter!"

Heard the steady steps come closer. Aswatama closes his book. From the mouth of the corridor comes Arjuna.

ARJUNA: G'morrow, Tom! Does Mr. Doctor get better?

ASWATAMA: G'monin, Fren--yeah as you see!

ARJUNA: What is the result of the police's investigation?

ASWATAMA: Nix.

ARJUNA: Sure?--may and may not be. I'll try to chase the traces. Vice can not run, but to hell.

ASWATAMA: Yes, Fren--smes it! Yu'll be ol rait.

Arjuna understands the sloppy English dialect of Aswatama. After visiting Dr Kumbayana, Arjuna uproots his legs.

ARJUNA: G'bye, Tom!

ASWATAMA: G'bay, Fren!

The mouth of the corridor swallows Arjuna wholly. He disappears!

The brief news
Hunts the event
Sign of Kurawa
Do the demo!

ASTINA.--Lieut.Gen Sakuni, the metropolitan police chief of Astina, holds a briefing. Lieut.Col Kartamarma sits while rolling his moustache, which is like bar jail. Major Citraksi nods his head not for understanding his boss's instruction but for feeling sleepy. Corporal Citrayuda falls asleep and slobbers.

SAKUNI: The result of politically motivated investigation is positive that the hitter of Dr Kumbayana is Bima! For the only one with Ambon banana-like fingers is Bima. No doubt anymore--catch Bima the bastard. Done!

KARTAMARMA: Yes, Sir!

After giving respect to his boss, Lieut.Col Kartamarma turns to elbow his subordinates. Lick there and elbow here are deeply rooted in the tradition! The bad culture is inevitable. Such an ulcer does not need bounding--amputate it.

KARTAMARMA: Jor-Major--wake up! Sleeping all the time. Get up, Jor!

Major Citraksi makes a snoring contest with Corporal Citrayuda. Lieut.Col Kartamarma has his own way to wake up his subordinates.

KARTAMARMA: Major, I've a bonus!

CITRAKSI: Where is it? Gimme a devident, Overste!

CITRAYUDA: Fifty-fifty is ok, Ov, with subordinates.

Lieut.Col Kartamarma cynically smiles. Nah you! If so, like or not subordinates should be discipline. They can do nothing but doing their duty.

THE PARK--Because Bima is not a refugee, he is easily found. In the park, he is dating with his darling--Nagagini. Lieut.Col Kartamarma manages an arresting strategy.

KARTAMARMA: Good! Bima has a date with a sissy. Be careful don't go off! Do you have a sophisticated way to catch him, Major?

CITRAKSI: Easy! Directly shoot him, like a mysterious sniper.

KARTAMARMA: Hush--blindly talking! It's the last way. Remember--we should take care de police's image.

CITRAYUDA: I think it is better to use penyirepan magic formula to make Bima fall asleep and catch him. Finish, right?

KARTAMARMA: You can do it, Pral?

CITRAYUDA: Yes of coz. Who else I do!

CITRAKSI: Alaaa--you just show off. Try, I wanna know.

Corporal Citrayuda puts his hands on his chest. His eyes are closed. His mouth mumbles, spelling the magic formula: --

Rep sirep si megandana,
Wong sarewu pada tumut,
Salaksa wong serah nyawa.

There is no reaction. Bima and his lover are more intimate. Major Citraksi starts yawning widely; but actually, he has lethargy. Lieut.Col Kartamarma stands uneven frozen. Such a situation makes Bima passionate. Moreover his darling likes sinking her face in his chest.

KARTAMARMA: Thirteen times dangerous, Pral! Let's arrest him!

CITRAYUDA: Wait. Look--Bima starts sleeping. Her lover falls asleep in his hands.

KARTAMARMA: Gee--actually the man is in action, not sleeping, Pral. How stupid you are!

Unpredictably, Bima throws a tube and it hits the forehead of Lieut.Col Kartamarma. No mercy, he falls unconsciously. His body falls down like a banana tree cut by a sword. The red-sleepy eyes of Major Citraksi open widely like a traffic light. Red-yellow-green!

CITRAKSI: Let's arrest him, Pral!

Bima is surprised like a pickpocket snapped by Corporal Citrayuda. Nagagini horribly trembles. Bima stands up. He looks at the rural cowboy-like faces of Major Citraksi and Corporal Citrayuda. Bima thinks they are the rascals who like pretending to be warriors and seeking a story. By manly attitude like a champion, Bima steps forward, ready to make war.

CITRAKSI: Give up, Man!

The hand with a pistol points directly to the nose of Bima. Attacking with lightening speed he grabs it and his fist hits the side-whiskers of the Major. Looking at his boss knocked out at the first minute, Corporal Citrayuda takes his pistol. Having no chance to shoot, a three quintals jab hits his bottled stomach. No mercy anymore the bad faith corporal is thrown away outside the park, falling into the black gutter. That's an extra show--say people.

Bima cleans his sleeves. Nagagini who has been standing freezly in the edge of the park runs to her lover. Bima embraces her.

NAGAGINI: Are you ok, Honey? I feel horrible--but infatuated, too. Your style is like Mr. T the star of The A Team!

Bima smiles calmly. The couple do "cup-mmmh-cup-mmmh", and than go away.

The hot day
Greets unlucky day

THE HEADQUARTER.--Lieut.Gen Sakuni is mocking his subordinates.

SAKUNI: Stupid! Doing such a duty you fail!

KARTAMARMA: In fact, he is invulnerable by a magic formula.

SAKUNI: Magic? What is that? How stupid you are! Use you brain. Shot with anaesthetic bullet--finished!

CITRAKSI: That's right! With an anaesthetic bullet, I warranty that Bima will be suffocated. Let's go Pral!

"The Hitter of Dr Kumbayana captured!"

SOKALIMA.--Arjuna opens his eyes widely when he reads the news of Astina Voice. Bima is sent to the court. Arjuna feels confused--why is Bima, his brother, arrested and accused of hitting Dr Kumbayana? It's slander!--thinks Arjuna. His own investigation is still in a half way: the shabby letter written by Dr Kumbayana, can be found in his trash basket. It involves the name of the primadonna of Sokalima--Srikandi.

In the verandah of the campus, Banowati stops Arjuna.

BANOWATI: Jun, accompany me for shopping. Is it OK?

ARJUNA: Oops--sorry, Ban. I'm really busy.

BANOWATI: Just for a while, why, Jun?

ARJUNA: I can't, Ban. I've an important case!

Banowati suntrut-cemberut, failing to ask Arjuna for dating. Unfortunately, she has a bet with Surtikanti and Dursilawati. Arjuna does not care of her disappointed face. The humble letter asks him for visiting Srikandi's house.

PANCALA.--After writing his ID in a guest book handed by the vice-face Gandamana, Arjuna goes to the guestroom. Srikandi appears and smiles as sweet as a lipstick ad. Her body looks so sexy wearing tight jeans and a fit T-shirt. Arjuna who knows by heart Katuranggan Perawan spontaneously classifies her into a type of Gedang Kencana or Mitra Dharma woman!

SRIKANDI: Come in, Jun. At last you would like to come here, too.

ARJUNA: Danke! I need you help, Kandy.

SRIKANDI: O-yea? What's that?

ARJUNA: Do you know this letter?

Looking at the humble letter written by Dr Kumbayana in Arjuna's hands, Srikandi is startled like turtle. Arjuna smiles calmly.

SRIKANDI: I threw the letter away. Why now is it in you, Jun?

ARJUNA: I found it in the trash basket of Dr Kumbayana. Did you send it back?

SRIKANDI: Ah, no! What's the matter, Jun?

ARJUNA: This letter relates to the hitting of Dr Kumbayana. And, Bima has been the victim of miss-arrest. It's impossible for him to violate his lecturer.

SRIKANDI: Then you accuse me, Jun?

ARJUNA: No, Kandy. Maybe there is a man who feels jealous because of you, and then violates the writer of this letter. Do you have a boyfriend, Kandy?

SRIKANDY: Em… no, Jun. Papa forbids me to have a lover. He says, "Ideal first, then love!" Besides, Mr. Ganda's guarding is very tight.

Lucky!--thinks Arjuna. He looks at her with a sticky sight. Manly eyes! Srikandi seems very shy. Her cheeks blush and sum her beauty. She uproots her sight from the edge of the sofa. Then she tries to gaze bravely at the super-cute boy in front of her. But it's messy. Her sight crashes with his sight. A Richard Gere-like smile depicts the sweet lips of Arjuna. Spontaneously Srikandi's heart beats in rivalry with the drumbeats of Phil Collins.

ARJUNA: Excuse me--see you later, Kandy.

SRIKANDI: So hurry? Where are you going, Jun?

ARJUNA: You know--an amateur detective! G'bye, Kandy.

SRIKANDI: Yoo-bye!

Arjuna is about to step out of the hedge, a heavy voice heard calling. He looks around. Gandamana stands by his military jeep. His vice face does not conformise.

GANDAMANA: Never try to tease the General's princess, if you don't wanna have a bad faith like Dr Kumbayana. Look at these--my right hand is hospital, my left hand is hell!

ARJUNA: O, I see--this is the hitter of Dr Kumbayana?

GANDAMANA: Yes--what do you want?

ARJUNA: So manly! Or it's because of an adjuvant? Prex! Justice is more important than status.

GANDAMANA: Never pretend to be heroic, Boy! Be a coward to save yourself.

ARJUNA: Prex ah! A man like you'd better be a citizen of prison. Go to jail, Man!

Suddenly Gandamana jumps, his fist is ready to hit Arjuna's head. But mis it! The hitter is vexed; his anger flares up rivaling Iran's oil refinery bombed by Iraq. The battle is inevitable. Physically, Arjuna looses big; but tactically, he wins smartly. It is not strange if Gandamana is not able to cope with, then takes his commando-knife. Wildly-madly the knife flies directly toward Arjuna's chest. Speedily like a thunder Arjuna grabs it, and his kicking is enough to make Gandamana fall to the ground, kissing hot asphalt.

Gandamana tries to stand up. He holds the side of his jeep. While tottering like a drunkard's style, he takes his Rambo-like riffle. Then it is pointed directly to Arjuna.

GANDAMANA: He-he-he… you're dead, Boy!

ARJUNA: OK! You are dead, too, if you know who I'm.

GANDAMANA: Who are you, huh?

ARJUNA: Arjuna! I'm the son-in-law candidate of General Drupada.

The riffle ready to "BANG" slowly goes down. It is not because of Arjuna's bluffing, but because of General Drupada's coming with Srikandi.

DRUPADA: What are you doing Captain?

GANDAMANA: He has tortured my self-esteem, General.

DRUPADA: Is it right, Arjuna?

ARJUNA: Lie, Uncle! He talks blindly. Actually, he asked me first to fight. He is the hitter of Dr Kumbayana, Uncle.

SRIKANDI (surprised): Why are you so reckless, Ganda?

GANDAMANA: It's because of thee Young Lady--I love thee.

Hearing such a confession, Srikandi is uneven-frozen. Arjuna smiles funnily. Crazy! The sight of Gandamana falls into the edge of General Drupada's boots.

DRUPADA: You should be responsible to the risk of this case, Captain! En it's impossible for me to protect what you did. Justice is more powerful than status.

The prisoner vehicle picks Gandamana up. For a while he gazes at the primadonna of Sokalima. Srikandi looks at him until he is lost eaten by a bend street. Then she turns to throw her eyes to Arjuna beside her. Arjuna welcomes her with a "cup-mmmh" smile. The love flowers bloom in the heart of Srikandi, challenging the playboy falling in love with her. Cup-mmmh--CUT! The intimacy of the campus primadonna and the campus playboy is greeted by the Greatest Love of All song sung by the super black sweet Whitney Houston.

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, 5 Pebruary 2008

Woman Commander In Kurusetra

2008-01-13T19:58:00.000-08:00

It is really in vain
Crying for the pain

RANDUGUMBALA HEADQUARTER, AMARTA.--Wirata Multinasional Troops have been destroyed in the hell of Kurusetra. Matswapati, the President of Wirata, needs to revenge! But no power, he is just a mare veteran. To protect his image, in a hurry he goes to the head quarter. Pandawa hold a briefing.

DARMAKUSUMA: Pandawa's leaders--we should restructure the new strategy and inaugurate a new commander to rival the Multimodern Troops Kurawa led by General Bisma. Is it right, General Kresna?

KRESNA: Exactly! I think no one can destroy General Bisma except Colonel Srikandi. The commander's weakness lies in woman's hands. Nah, are you objection, General Arjuna?

ARJUNA: No! But is it not a wrong inauguration? Amarta has many commanders. Why should we choose a woman to be a commander?

KRESNA: That's right, General Arjuna--but we need another way. Amarta lose in war because emphasized too much on the war strategy and technology. Whereas, the war strategy and technology of General Bisma is truly superpowerful and no weakness at all. The only way to find out a weakness of General Bisma is by investigating his biography, especially in "History of Dewi Amba". The tragic aspect of Bisma lies in it. And women can read powerfully the inner-meanings of the story.

BIMA: Wooow, irrational! It's impossible that literature can be the rival of war theory and strategy!

NAKULA: Why not? If it's taken appropriately and sophisticatedly, inspiration can be greatly sophisticated more than either theory or strategy.

SADEWA: Maybe! And this country is anti-discrimination. Sawojajar Division is in accordance with the inauguration of woman commander.

BIMA: Good! Jodipati Division agrees, too!

DARMAKUSUMA: I hope this meeting should get a whole agreement. Because without such agreement it is hard to get unity in action. And what is your opinion, Ki Lurah Semar?

"Good, Dad. Nominate me to be a commander."
"Huh, you just show off, Bro."
"To defend our country, Truk."
"For your country or your money?"
"Being a hansip u are in valid!"
"Pretending to be a hero!"
"SST, be calm, Sons!"
"Yea, Dad!"

SEMAR: Thank you, I believe in your wise-policy my Majesty. Well, it's up to you.

"Laborious! Not represent people's aspiration."
"SST! Loyalty, Bro."
(Zzzz!)
"Eh, what's that, Truk?"
"Bagong's snoring--"
"Rather!"
"Shut up, Sons!"

DARMAKUSUMA: Thank you, Ki Lurah. Well, it seems we wholly agree to inaugurate Colonel Srikandi to be a commander-in-chief. And this briefing's over.

(Knock! Knock! Knock!)

"Excuse me, Sir. Can you tell me about--"
"No! Scat!"
"Op de record, Mista!"
"Who's he, Gong?"
"Foreign journalist has lost his way!"
"He-he, C'Mon to the front!"
(Riiing… click!)--"Hello, who's this?… O, Mas Gatot… This is Sri! Any important news?… Okay, Jane d'Ark Brigade of Madukara is ready to go to Kurusetra!… Yeah, be free!"--(Click!)

Drink, don't sink
Drink, don't sink
Drink, don't sink

BULUPITU HEADQUARTER, ASTINA.--Kurawa's party to celebrate their win. Drinking till sinking! Teenagers say, "Teller!" Looking at his indiciplinary troops, General Bisma is heavily disappointed. In fact, winning can make the winner sink in drinking!

"O ale of life!"
(Gulp! Gulp!)--"Aahh…."
"Vodka. O Mazurka dance!"
(Pluf!)--"Drink, Dur! Salute--" (Ting!)
"O Mbodrooo-mBodro, come here, Darling… tomorrow Arjuna will be roasted! Y-you'll get p-political asylum… hooeekh!"

CITRAYUDA: Huh! Bastard drunkard!

DURSASANA: Throw them to the gutter, in order to drink rusty water!

DURMAGATI: O, no--it'z! Give em poison to make em die at de zame time!

"O, Rukma, y-you d-died? N-neber m-mind, y-you are the most heroic--"
"Half mad!"

General Bisma gets out of the head quarter. He can not stand looking at the condition of his troops! What is the meaning of modern strategy and technology of war if the soldiers deadly fall into indiciplinary? In vain!

"Whaz up, Pral?"
"Report, Sir! Pandawa give woman as a gift!"
"Wow! Nize!"
"Great, let's go to Kurusetra!"
(Clasp! Clasp! Clasp!)--"Hey Dur, Cit, Karta! Let's go to the front!"

BISMA: Hey, soldiers! Throw the satanic tubes! Pandawa attack us!

"Y-yes, S-sir!"

BISMA: If you say so! These drunkard troops will be led to the battlefield.

Drinking-battling!
Blurring-attacking!

Do not weep
War is kind

"I wanna watch the war, Auntie."
"No, Sanjaya! You maybe hit by missile which is not hit in butt!"
"No, Auntie Kunti--there's Anti-nuclear screen."
"Talk blindly! Dad's mad!"
"Never mind, bye, Auntie."
"Widura! Widura! Your son goes to Kurusetra!"
"It's ok, Sis. Who knows he will be a war journalist?"

KURUSETRA.--In the border!

"Watching from here."
"Okley-dokley!"

Tam-ratamtam-tam-tam!
Beating the Bass drum!

"Long live Bisma! Long live Kurawa!"
"Long live Ngurawa! Yesnernay I bet a nerong-- long live Muna Nerong!"
"Gong, let's beat the Kurawa's supporters!"
"Use you catapult, Truk!"
"This is the stone."
(Cpret!)--"Long live--(Thwack!)--Ouch! Mruise my head!"
"He-he-he…!"
"Cigar-cigar, peppermint, Menthos, tissue, Getsby! Tissue, Sir--anti-pregnancy?"
"No thank!"
"Ice, ice! Smoky ice!"
"Newspaper-newspaper! Hot news: KURUSERTA IN FIRE. Crazy war in Kurusetra, yap, newspaper-newspaper!"
"Egg, Egg, sweet egg!"
(Jreng!)--"Yeah, Bro., excuse me and permit me to entertain you!"--(Jreng!)
"Man, give me your charity, Man!"--(Clunk!)
(Cplek!)--"Great! I nominate Pandawa! What's your bet?"
"My girlfriend!"
"What! Such an old and odd!"
"Mockery-donkey!"
(Tet-treteeet!)
"You fart, Sir?"
"Trumpet fool!"
"Shit! Let's move!"
"Wow! The chick troops--are you going to war or to swim?"
"Sst! Battling on mattress!"
"Hush! Talk blindly!"

At that time Jane d'Ark Brigade of Madukara succeeds to destroy Kurawa's troops. And crazily the Kurawa's soldiers face the attack like welcoming their wives.

"O, come, Darling!"
"Darling-darling--(Bang!)--Thy head!"
"Eladalah! Teja-teja sulaksana, tejanira wong anyar katon, ing wingking pundi pinoko, ing ngajeng--"
(Bang!)--"Too long!"
"Beat em, Miss! What for kidding yore in war!"

SRIKANDI: Bisma, take this precise time to end your life!

"Look out, General!"--(Bang!)

BISMA: Aaarrrggghhh!

"Hooray! Bisma died!"
"Long live Woman Commander!"

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, January 14, 2008

Sang Seta The Commander of Amarta

2008-01-03T20:52:00.000-08:00

The bloody red field
The bloody red sky

KURUSETRA.--In fire! Firing, bombing, shooting, killing are the death signs of Bharatayudha. Deadly-blow and deadly-breath happen here and there. The hell of Kurusetra does not conform at all. Cruel-duel rivals the hell!

In the front line Colonel Wratsangka succeeds to attack and forces back the troops of Kurawa. Then he puts out the flag of Amarta in the middle battlefield of Kurusetra.

ARDAWALIKA: No wrong anymore, the man who puts the flag out in the middle of Kurusetra is surely Arjuna the bastard. This is the right time to kil him for grudge. I'll bomb him--stark dead you bastard!

"Look out! Stealth aircraft!"
"Bomb--face downward!"
(BOOOOOM!)
"O, my God!"
"Wratsangka's dead!"

ARDAWALIKA: Huh? Wratsangka? Bad luck! Wrong bombing. Dangerous--I should fuck off to save myself!

"Shoot down! Oops, it's gone away!"
"Hurry contact Captain Utara!"
"Yes, Sir!"

The news of Colonel Wratsangka's death in the frontline fires Captain Utara's heroism.

UTARA: Rude-crude! I should take revenge the death of Wratsangka.

Death debt should be paid with death
Soul debt should be paid with soul death

"Colonel should be paid by corporal!"
"Hush! It's not equally paid!"

UTARA: Rascal Kurawa, take my revenge.

"Oops, Captain Utara's raging!"
"Throw the grenade!"--(Pluk!)
"Ouch, doesn't work, Dur!"

BISMA: Look out, Utara--no ask for sin! Feel this the latest-hottest laser weapon.

(ZOZZZ!)
"Utara's dead! Utara died! Utara's stark dead!"
"O, Lord! How now, Truk?"
"Deliver a report to quarter, Gong!"
"How horrible! Let's run!"

RANDUGUMBALA HEADQUARTER, AMARTA.--Uproar! The sensational news on the destruction of Wirata multinational troops makes the leaders of Pandawa fall into despair. Actually the Kurawa's troops led by General Bisma the commander-in-chief of Astina are super powerful! Immediately the war experts of Amarta inaugurate a rivalry commander. The choice falls to General Seta, the latest great expert of war strategy from Wirata.

YUDISTIRA: Have a good tour of duty, General Seta.

SETA: Yes, Sir!

KRESNA: Marshal Gatotkaca--guard Mr. Commander's departure!

GATOTKACA: Yes, Sir!

Immediately the Krincingwesi aircraft flies to space. In a hurry General Seta jumps to the battlefield.

FRONT KURUSETRA.--The arrival of Wirata troop and Seta the commander-in-chief empower the troops of Amarta. Meanwhile, in the side of Astina, Kurawa haven't added new troop yet. General Seta does not make the situation in vain. The Amarta's troops easily destroy the Kurawa's.

SETA: Hmh, Bisma, I'm your rival! You should pay the death of Wirata's commanders. Fight me Seta, the Last Commander of Wirata!

"Attack-force back!"

In a hurry fuck off
Bisma buzzes off
From war back off

BISMA: Crazy! Seta's surely satanic!

"We can't the satanic Seta!"
"Let's go for safe, Let!"
"Don't be stubborn, Citraksi!"
"Dur, back off!"

SETA: Whoa-ha-ha… Bisma scat and back off! Where's your greatness, Bisma? Don't ask for torture! Where'll you go, Bisma?

"Oops, Bisma jumps out of the barbed wire!"
"Throw a grenade!"
(BOOOM!)
"All died Kurawa!"

SETA: Hmh, no Kurawa warrior who bravely goes into Kurusetra. This battle-field is absolutely in my power.

The nuance is calmly clear
The Situation is comely clear

"Great, I'll collect the ex-war tank ah."
"Are you a gutter-man, Sir?"
"O, no! I'm a member of rubbish-picking troop."
"Hey, Man, what is it for you collect the ex-war stuffs?"
"O, rather well for recycling--(Bang!)--oops!"
"Dangerous! There's a stealth sniper!"
"Look out, face downward!"
(Bang)

SETA: Huh? Stealth sniper! Where does he come from? Strange--invisible.

(Bang!)

SETA: Hey the coward! Step forward if you are truly knightly. Fight me Seta.

(Bang!)

SETA: E-e-h bastard! The coward should be trapped. I'll pretend to die, to pull him out of his hiding-place.

(Bang!)
"Seta's dead! Seta's stark dead!"
"Seta's shot dead by mysterious sniper!"
"Issue war, isn't it?"
"Hush, secret!"
"Eh, Pral, wanna know? But don't tell anyone. Seta's shot dead by Lieutenant Rukma!"
"Long live! God saves Kurawa's hero!"

RUKMA: Ha-ha-ha… this is Rukma the hero! A chosen-rival knight! Where's you great name, Seta? Phew--bullshit! Come on, send all war-power of Amarta, absolutely I'll crush and break em up by this invisible-tank.

SETA: Whoa-ha-ha… rather, big mouth! Rukmaa-Rukma, d you think I have no brain to deceive your cowardice? Taste this wild-cruel weapon!

(Whoosh-bang!)

"Rukma's dead! Rukma's stark dead!"
"Long live the Commander of Amarta! Long live Seta!"
"Seta! Seta! Seta!"

BISMA: Hey, Seta, don't be proud! You must die in fire by this laser weapon. Taste this, Seta!

(ZOZZZ!)

SETA: Aaarrrghhh!!!

Destiny is inevitable
Fate is also inevitable

"Seta, o, Seta… Lord!"
"Seta's dead! Seta's dead!"

BISMA: Ha-ha-ha… Seta's dead at last. No warrior can make war and fight me!

"Hooray… Seta's dead!"
"Dead! Dead! Dead!"
"Long live Bisma!"
"Bisma! Bisma! Bisma!"

The nature of word is
Being and nothingness

Ki Harsono Siswocarito
Semarang, 4 Januari 2008

E-Essay on Lakonet

2007-12-25T20:48:00.000-08:00

Lakonet is a blend of the word "lakon" (wayang story) and "net" (Internet). This term used by Ki Harsono Siswocarito to refer to a new wayang genre that is published in the Internet. The aesthetic concept of Lakonet as a new genre of wayang refers to pedalang literature. Pedalangan literature is literary devices created by dalang in the performing art of wayang. It consists of murwa or pelungan (opening of pedalangan poem or suluk), nyandra janturan (first scene description) and pocapan (scene narration), suluk (padalangan poem), antawacana (wayang dialogue), sabetan (body language of wayang), suara (voice, sound, and onomatopoea), tembang (song), mantra (magic poem), cerita (wayang story).

Murwa

Murwa is the opening poem of wayang show, in pedalangan of East Java known as pelungan; in Central Java it is known as ilahengan; and in West Java it is murwa. Below are the examples of a short murwa and long one.

Kembang sungsang binang kunang
Cahaya nira kadya gilang gumilang

A long murwa below is from the pedalangan of West Java.

Adam adam babuh lawan
Ingkang ngagelaraken cahya nur cahya
Dangiang wayang wayanganipun
Perlambang alam sadaya
Semar sana ya danar guling
Basa sem pangangen-angen
Mareng ngemaraken Dzat Kang Maha Tunggal
Wayang agung wineja wayang tunggal
Wayang tunggal

In Ki Harsono Siswocarito's lakonet, murwa derived from literary pedalangan is modified into a new form. Below are the examples of English version murwa in his lakonets.

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

And

My worship is for God only
Universe creator and all its
I adore all of the great poets
To whom worship God only

And also

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

Nyandra

Nyandra is a scene description by using prosy language in wayang performance. There are two kinds of nyandra: janturan and pocapan. Janturan is scene description with gamelan music; and pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music. Based on the pedalangan of West Java, Ki Harsono Siswocarito modifies a nyandra and translate it into English below.

Sinareng nira kenya pertangga, watri gumanti sang hyang latri kapundut ima-ima gambura kalawan ancala. Gambura is the beginning, ancala is the hill of mountain, si Walangtunggal the story signed by asta gangga wira tanu patra. Asta is hands, gangga is water, wira is wise man, tanu is ink, patra is words.

Words and ink are created into an alphabet of wilanjana wilanjani. Wilanjana is the alphabet of Ha, wilanjani is the alphabet of Alip. The alphabet of Alip spreading out in the West became thirty letters, Alip ba ta sa. Don't finish the alphabet of Alip, it is not the right place to concern with the alphabet of Alip. Vanishing the alphabet of Alip is existing the alphabet of Ha. The alphabet of Ha spreading out in the East, falling into the island of Java, was created into the alphabet of kalih dasa, kalih two, dasa ten, the twenty letters are divided into four trends, such as:

Ha na ca ra ka is east, da ta sa wa la is south, pa da ja ya nya is west, ma ga ba ta nga is north. Ha na ca ra ka is the governor, da ta sa wa la is the ordered, pa da ja ya nya is the bad heart, ma ga ba ta nga can not be said. The alphabet has died in the north.

Vanishing the twenty alphabet, exists again the alphabet, wulanjana wulanjani. Wulanjana ia desire of father, wulanjani is desire of mother. The desire of father falls into the desire of mother, goes into kenya puri. Kenya is woman, puri is a palace.

Which palace is going to be the opening? The…… palace is used as the beginning. Basically the state is panjang punjung pasir wukir loh jinawi. Panjang is told by people, punjung is highly distinguished, pasir is ocean, wukir is mountain, loh jinawi
is very welthy, not lack of clothes and food, and diamonds.

Who becomes the king? The king sits in the ivory throne of gilang kencana crowned by binokasri jewelry, wearing gelung gono, gelung gongsor, kelat bahu kempal dada, strapping on his keris of Kyai Jagapati, pendok carved by coriander motif, its amar-amaran yellow silk, white silk, black silk, red silk, dodot gresik wayang.

One playing dalang is dora sembada, dora is lie, sembada is fit. What cause becomes fit? There is a fact. What fact? There is wayang purwa. Wayang is shadow, purwa is the beginning. Onlu following an ancient plot, following old traces, old man began, young man just does.
But the difference is that the ancient wayang has been changed into wayang golek. What is the meaning of golek, disenggol or touched until dead lying, and its eyes still opening. However, the word golek according to Javanese is to look for. Looking for what, looking for its origin, because golek is not different from man. Hush dangerous golek is made similar to man. Is not golek made of wood, carved, painted, becoming a doll. Why can the doll speak alone and live? Golek is moved without move, gesture without gesture, because golek is spoken by dalang. Do not feel to be a dalang, only feeling to play wayang, to play dalang. Playing of what? Playing of wooden puppets, you see, audience need entertaining, better than sleeping in the evening.

Mountain without valley there is not a black monkey. The Long tale is made short, the short is cut, sebat kang genjotan.

Nayndra in lakonet is modified into short one, like the examples below.

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.

And below is the shorter one.

ASTINA—The leaders of Kurawa together with General Baladewa, the President of Mandura, discusses national catastrophe.

Pocapan

Pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music to tell its event. Below is an example of pocapan in Jaya Renyuan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

Padmanegara nyandak dua hulusapu bade dicipta ku Kresna. Atuh Kresna rep sidakep ana sinuku tunggal babakane caturdriya--catur papat, driya angen-angen, sir budi cipta kalawan rasa. Pangambung teu diangge ngangse; soca teu diangge ningal; cepil teu diangge ngarungu; baham teu diangge ngucap lir ibarat anu paeh ngadeg, nanging bentena pedah ngangge ambegan.

In lakonet, pocapan is also modified into short one, and even like lines in poetry. Below are the examples.

All divas are prepared
To attack Triloka's foes!

And below is the poetical one.

The giants attack cruelly!
The giants fight angrily!

Suluk

Suluk is the poems sung by dalang in wayang show. Below are the examples of suluk from the pedalangan of West Java.

Saur nira tandana panjang
Sinenggih sabda ya uninga lawan
Sabda ya uninga lawan
Sauri nira tandana panjang sinengih
Sabda uninga wis mama
Ulun layu dening sekti ala bakti dening asih
Ya ding asih
Wong asih ora katara

In lakonet, suluk is modified into couplet poems. Below are the examples of suluk in Ki Harsono Siswocarito's lakonet.

Standby sang Dursasana
Troop commander of Astina!

Kurawa attack the campus
The students deadly push

Antawacana

Antawacana is a dialogue between wayang figures, and a dialogue between wayang figure and nayaga (musicians), wirasuara (man singer), or jurukawih (woman singer) is called aside. Antawacana is presented after pocapan. Below is an example of dialogue in Jaya Renyuan garapan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

KRESNA: Eladalah, Yayi, Yayi Setiaki.
SETIAKI: Kaula nun.
KRESNA: Kakang Patih Udawa.
UDAWA: Lo, lo, lo, Hahahah… pun kakang Patih Udawa.
KRESNA: Marajeng ka payun calikna.

Below is antawacan in lakonet.

BIMA: Our distinguished professors! Are you regret the action of Kurawa's troops?
KANETRA: Of course! But, I regard such an action is funny clown. And we could defend ourselves.
PULASIA: Huahaha… right! The attack's no significance for biomacrobot, my robotic engineering.
ESTIBANDA: And my future monsterobot could destroy the troops.
MANINGRAT: Bastard Kurawa! Such a snob Wayang's dare to show off. Overacting! Khhk-phew!
MARUTA: They should be educated, Prof! Make them nyaho!
BARUNA: All right! They think sciences only exist in Sokalima State University, technology only exists in Talkanda University? So proud!
BIMA: Great! The military action of Astina should be executed. Prepare the troops of biomacrobot and monsterobot to attack Astina.
PULASIA: Yes, Sir!
ESTIBANDA: OK!

Sabetan

Sabetan is the body language of wayang including dancing, acting, and fighting. Dancing is the gesture of wayang accompanied by song and gamelan music. Acting is the gesture of wayang only accompanied with kecrek or kendang. Fighting is the gesture of wayang in war accompanied with gamelan music or only with kecrek or kendang. In lakonet, sabetan is presented by scene action.

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, Kala-daksa, Kaladarba, Kalagarba, Kaladuskerta, Kaladusta, Kaladursila—attack!”
“Reng, let's attack em with grenades!” +
“Ok!”—(Click! Whoosh!)
(BOOOM!)

Suara

Suara is voices, sounds, and onomatopoeia to complete sabetan, especially fighting. Below is an example of suara from a lakonet (lakon or drama in Internet) by Ki Harsono Siswocarito.

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

Tembang

Tembang is song sung by pesinden (woman singer), wirasuara (man singer), or dalang. The opening song of wayang show is sung by woman singer. Song along with wayang show is sung by woman and man singer. Songs in Limbukan and Gara-gara are sung by dalang duet with woman singer or guest stars. Below is an example of the opening song from the pedalangan of West Java:

Sampurasun dulur-dulur
Nu aya di pilemburan
Wilujeng patepang dangu
Ti abdi saparakanca
Ti abdi saparakanca
Gamelan Munggul Pawenang
Nyanggakeun hiburanana, Juragan
La mugiya janten panglipur
Pangbeberah duh kana manah

The song below is sung by panakawan in Ki harsono Siswocarito's lakonet derives from Sundanese Asmarandana.

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

And he quotes and modifies a song from the Rolling Stones.

Yu yus tu bi mai parti dol
Bat now yu sey de parti’s oper

The original lyric is:

You used to be my party doll
But now you say the party's over

Mantra

Mantra, magic poem in pedalangan, consists of two categories. First, mantra recited by dalang before performing wayang show. Second, mantra recited by a figure of wayang to show its power. The first example is the mantra of opening performance from Mpu Tan Akung:

Ingsun Angidhepa Sang Hyang Guru Reka,
Kamatantra: swaranku manikastagina.

The second one is mantra penyirepan recited by Indrajit to make other characters sleep:

Rep sirep si Megananda
Wong sarewu padha tumut
Salaksa wong serah nyawa

Cerita

The story of lakonet derives from wayang stories. Wayang stories can be classified into pakem, carangan, gubahan, and sempalan stories. The pakem stories derive from Mahabarata, Ramayana, Serat Paramayoga, Serat Pustaka Rajapurwa, Serat Purwakandha, etc. Carangan stories are the modified versions of pakem stories. Gubahan stories are the adapted versions. Sempalan stories are the new creative versions of wayang stories.

Pedalangan literature is very plural and has many genres. This case indicates that the plurality of Indonesian pedalangan has many kinds of styles, such as pedalangan styles of West Java, Centra Java, East Java, Bali, Lombok, Banjar, and etc.

Lakonet is a postmodern genre of wayang that uses Internet as its medium of performance and publication. (Semarang, December 26, 2007. Ki Harsono Siswocarito)

Balada Utopia Dr Sucitra

2007-12-23T22:28:00.000-08:00

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

Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa

2007-12-22T20:40:00.000-08:00

My worship is for Gog only
Universe creator and all its
I adore all of the great poets
To whom worship God only

ASTINA.—The leaders of Kurawa together with General Baladewa, the President of Mandura, discuss national catastrophe.

DURYUDANA: All distinguished leaders! As though those tsunamy ocean, extraodinary raining season, rainstorm, flooding, they would sink the earth, bacoming global catastrophe. Is it also happening in Mandura?

BALADEWA: Yes—exactly! Even many areas have been flooded by tsunamy of the ocean.

KARNA: It happens in the Propince of Awangga, too! Fishermen have been the victims! Marine tourism dies! It ruins here and there.

DURYUDANA: What's actually the cause of this catastrophe? How can we overcome it?

SAKUNI: Excuse me, Sir! Prehaps Prof Durna has an authentic thinking and a sophisticated problem solving strategy.

DURYUDANA: OK, Prof Dur—go to the podium, please.

DURNA: Nah, hahaha… thanks! A great expert needn't boasting in the podium! Suporting form behind! Nah, hahaha… you see my dear Kurawa—these do not only happen in Astina, Mandura, Awangga that fall into catastrope, but also happens in Bangladesh. More horrible! Nah, theoretically—there are cause and effect! Such a catastrophic effect is caused by an impact. Tsunamic ocean, rainstorm, flood, and even the icebergs in both polars of the earth have been melting—those all are caused by human deeds that do not care environmental life. Irresponsible ocnum!

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! Bastard ocnum! Who is s/he, Prof?

DURNA: According to my research, that's caused by Antasena's exsperiment in the abyss of an ocean.

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! Son of a bitch, Antasena!

KARNA: What does he want?

DURNA: For he is an admiral of Amarta, he has a political purpose. For the sake of Pandawa national power! He wants to be the authority of ocean and calls himself Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa.

BALADEWA: What? Sang Hyang? Krrk-phew! Crazy! How insane Antasena is! Does such a title exist in holy book, Prof?

DURNA: Ah, No! I've read all bibliographies. The libraries of Sokalima University and Atasangin University I've researched. Either in ancient books such as Tantu Panggelaran, Kitab Manik Maya, Kitab Paramayoga, Kitab Kanda, Kitab Sudamala, Kitab Nawaruci, Kitab Gatutkacasraya, Mahabarata, Ramayana, or the modern ones—there is no Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa. Sang Hyang the forger! Holy falacy!

DURYUDANA: All right, make theexperiment fail, catch and justify him!

SAKUNI: How if Amarta protects him?

DURYUDANA: Attack!

“Good! Great! Acc!” + “Okay!” + “W-well!” + “OK!” + “Long Live Kurawa!” + “Long
live! Long live! Long live!"

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! Percisely!

DURYUDANA: Al right, General Baladewa—lead the multinational troops. And Let. Gen Karna should lead the Paracommando troops of Astina.

BALADEWA: Yes, Sir!

KARNA: Yes, Sir!

“The Paracommandos of Ocean Operation—attention! Dursasana, Dursala, Dursata, Durmuka, Durkarna, Duradara, Durwigata, Durmagati, Kartamarma, Kartipeya, Citragada, Citramarma, Citrakandala, Citrayuda, Citraksa, Citraksi, Adityaketu, Bimabahu, Dirgabahu, Dirgalacana, Dirgarama, Dredarata, Drepasastra, Drestahasta, Drepayuda Drepawarman—ready to move!”

“March forward!”
“Yes, Sir!”

In the ocean war Kurawa
Is ready to attack Antasena

DASAR SAMUDRA.—Teritorial zone of Amarta.

(BOOM!)
“Krrk-phew! Bastard mine!”
“Look out the submarine!”
(BOOM!)

ANTASENA: Hmh, Kurawa—never think you can make Amarta defense ruin. Submarine of Antaboga the masterpiece engineering of Prof Dr Antaboga is very sophisticated. I'm Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa doing an exsperiment in the Oceanoculture Sea-Lab for the future of Amartan nation. Whoever can't go into this Sea-Lab.

Gara-gara
The earth quakes
The ocean storms

TUMARITIS.—In the earthly hollow-sorrow, Panakawan is joking.

“Excuse me, I’m Petruk Swayze. Dear Readres—how are you today? Fine? OK, so am I. Hehehe… in its story it's raining: wet, leaky, muddy! Ehm… Yun, Ren, Sis—what are you doing? Keep on showing off! When will you showw off in Matahari again? Alter! Go to campus please, hehehe… what about Wayang Kampus? Happy-dumpty! It's said: activist! Be scientific please, hehehe… not arty ah!”
“Talking to whom, Truk?”
“To my fans, of course!”
“Huh, pretending to be top n pop!”
“Hehehe… of coz! Eh, where's Gareng? Bang, Gareng Mbeling has been made yet?
Hurry up, it'll be played! I'll have a show—not only Bagong which is in action.
Boring!”
“U're sentiment to me, Truk!”
“I'm! Nah, that's Gareng! Come here, Reng! Where’re ye from?”
“Show-biz!” + “Show off!”
“Zow, you know? Not like u: show off. No sale!”
“Fuck u! I made an observation there to investigate the attitude of the consumerism culture to anticipate next business. It's enjoying!”
“O rather Bagong the urban!”
“Stop! Mr Jun is coming here!”

ARJUNA: Kang Semar—we should look for Admiral Antasena. So long he has not reported his job to Amarta.

SEMAR: All right, Sir.

Arjuna and Panakawan
Pass through the jungle

“E-e-babo-babo… Gog—there's a j-jungle p-passer c-comes t-to Pringgadinga-cala.
W-who's he, Gog?"
“Ssh! General Arjuna!”
“E-e-babo-babo… a-attack!”—(Whoosh!)—“C-ciaat!”—(Clunk! Thwack! Dig! Clunk)—“Hugk-khoeekh uhuooo… m-me d-dead, Gog!”—(Crash!)
“Cakil died, Lung!”
“Neven mind, Gog!”
“Grr-babo-babo, the deuce! Face me Dityakala Badaisegara! Hey, bro: Pragalba, Rambut Geni, Padas Gempal, Jurangrawah, Buta Ijo, Buta Terong, Buta Endog—let's mob the devil officer!”
“C’mon!” + “OK!” + “Move!”
“One, two, three! Ciat! Ciat! Ciiaatt!”—(Boom!)—“Ouch! Ahk! Khk! Klk!”—(Clunk! Clunk! Clunk!)
“O Lord! All died!” + “All light! Let's go, Bro!”
(Whoosh!)—“Stop!”
“Who are u? O yez! It'z me Mr George! Yez, Mr Joz!”
“Wow! How cool the Buta's name—using a pop name! U loose, Reng.”
“Em… who are u, double Dutch?”
“Mistel Gabliel! Let's go ah! Nevel cale such a scloundle!”—(Thwack! Clunk! Dig!)—“Ouch! U beat me till bluised! Ef u wanna make wal, be spoltive! Caleless u!”
(Bang-bang!)—“Finish, Gong!”

All mal-giants
Died quickly

The teller tells
The tall tale

OCEANOCULTURE SEA-LAB.—Admiral Antasena called Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa makes the world riotious because of his invention of Abyss Ocean Defense System, and his Oceanomigration can solve the demography of the world in the future by creating Seascrapper Buildings. Such a phantastic exsperiment causes pro and contra all over the world. There's no mystic-magic if Girinata, the President of Sorgaloka, comes down to earth.

GIRINATA: O the World of Divas! Antasena—stop thy exsperiment! Don't go after the God's will! And take Sang Hyang of thy name.

ANTASENA: Sorry, I can't! This exsperiment is not just a mere expert pretension. This title is not for pretending to be great! This is for life's sake.

GIRINATA: Babo-khhk-phew! It's rude! Aren't thou afraid of the multiuniversal troops of Triloka?

ANTASENA: Sorry, Sir! No!

GIRINATA: The deuce! Catch him!

“Ay, Sir! Indra, Bayu, Brahma, Wisnu, Surya, Sambu, Kamajaya, Yamadipati, Temboro, Trembuku—sergap si Antasena!”
“Ay, Sir! Ay, Sir! Ay, Sir! Ay, Sir!”
(KABOOM!)
“O the World of Divas!” + “Back off! Bayu back off!”
“Bergenzong-bergenzong, Antasena can't be destroyed! Actually superpowerful he is! Dangerous! Only Ki Semar can overcome this case, Lord!”
“Look! Ki Semar's coming!”

SEMAR: What's the matter, Lord? Battling with Mr Pak Antasena I see. Mercy me, Maha Sang Hyang! For universe's sake—Sang Hyang Segara Rekayasa is actually moved by the power of Sang Hyang Wenang. Nah, Mr Antasena—the tour of duty's finished! Wenang creates, Wenang reengineers, Wenang nurtures nature. Is it right, Maha Sang Hyang?

“About LBH—our father's the expert!”
“What is LBH, Truk?”
“LBH: Lakonet Bangsa Hyang.”

SANG HYANG WENANG: Ki Semar's right! Manggayuh karahar-janing praja, memayu-hayuning bawana.

Pick the flower
To free whatever

Semarang, December 22, 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

Sang Hyang Mayadewa

2007-12-18T22:58:00.000-08:00

Sri tinon ing pasewakan
Busana manekawarna kebak
Puspiteng udiyana miyang
Hanjrah sarwa rukma …

ASTINA—The leaders of Kurawa hold general meeting to discuss the crisis of Kurusetra.

DURYUDANA: The distinguished leaders of Kurawa! The crisis of Kurusetra is a global crisis that should be overcome globally before it tends to be the Third World War of Baratayuda. For the Empire of Kurawa, this meeting is officially opened. Welcome General Baladewa.

BALADEWA: Iyo, thank you, ha, ha, ha, ha… sorry, I come late. You see—busy! There are so many internal affairs. For the sake of national development! Ha, ha, ha, ha….

SAKUNI: Hehe… idem! Even now Astina is campaigning world peace to prevent WW III of Baratayuda! That's it, Prof?

DURNA: Exactly! Nah, that's why Kurawa should apply a perfect strategy of international policy! Win without war! Nah, ha, ha, ha….

DURYUDANA: Precisely, Prof Dur! As a fully scientific theoretically sophisticated and referentially wealthy guru, you could give a perfect strategy!

DURNA: Nah, ha, ha, ha… of course, of course! Durna is not just a mere professor in action or professor in rank but a brilliant expert and a multi sophisticated genius!

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! So proud! Prove it, Prof!

DURNA: OK! Based on research, the basic power of Amarta military defense is in the unity of Pandawa and Panakawan. It's the unity of apparatus and people! Nah, to destroy such a power—kidnap Semar! Use him as a hostage! If necessary, kill him!

KARNA: Wait a minute! It opposes human rights. Objection!

SAKUNI: Take it easy, Mr. Governor of Awangga! The policy is in the hands of Mr. President, the decision-maker.

DURYUDANA: Hmh, agree! What's your opinion, General Baladewa?

BALADEWA: OK!

DURYUDANA: Great—Brig. Gen. Dursasana, prepare Panakawan Operation. Kidnap Semar!

DURSASANA: Ait! Yes, Sir! Ha, ha, ha… e-e-e, I'm going!

“Attention! This is list of field-officers of Panakawan Operation: Dursala, Dursata, Durmagati, Durmuka, Durkarma, Durwigata, Duradara, Kartamarma, Kartipeya, Citrayuda, Citramarma, Citrakandala, Citraksa, Citraksi, Citragada, Drepayuda, Drepawarman, Drepasastra, Dredarata, Ugrasewa, Drestahasta, Adityaketu, Bimabahu, Dirgarama, Dirgabahu, Dirgalacana…!”
“Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!”

They march forward
Ready to make war

Cautious Gatotkaca
The air field-officer

THE BORDER OF AMARTA—Krincingwesi aircraft super-speedily flies!

“Hmmm… bastard Kurawa! Face the aircraft of Amarta!"—(Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh!)
“Look out the bomb! Face downward!”
(Boom! Boom! Boom!)
“Krrk-phew! Bastard aircraft! Dare to ban the troops of Astina—taste
this!”—(Bang! Bang! Bang!)
“Break, Jangkarbumi Division, this is Marshal
Gatotkaca needs helping Amarta infantry, over!”
“Well, Colonel Antareja is ready to help—”
“Contact Admiral Antasena!”
“Yes, Sir!”
(BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!)

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! Dangerous!

KARNA: Dur, Dir, Cit, Karta… back off! Back off!

BALADEWA: Krrk-phew! How about you, Prof?
DURNA: Hard! Instead of damage, it's better to go back off. Turn to diplomatic tactic! I'm going to meet Governor Arjuna in Madukara.
DURSASANA: Good! Be careful, Prof!
DURNA; OK, good bye!

Immediately Prof Durna
Goes to Madukara

MADUKARA—General Arjuna welcomes Prof Durna.

ARJUNA: Good morning, Prof.

DURNA: Thank you! As an Astina delegation I'm ordered by President Duryudana to discuss the crisis of Kurusetra. To prevent Baratayuda WW III, for the sake of world peace, Astina asks Amarta for giving Semar.

ARJUNA: What for, Prof?

DURNA: To be the elder of Astina! Nah, if you are not objection, please send him to Astina.

ARJUNA: All right! I'm ready to obey my guru.

DURNA: Nah, ha, ha, ha… please!

The earth quakes
The ocean quakes

GARA-GARA—The narrow-minded tactic of political conflict is burnt by a deadly edge. Tumaritis is attacked by a greedily and bloodily wild epidemic.

Suwe ora jamu, Mas
Jamune godong telo
Suwe ra ketemu Mas
Lho kok malah bodo

“Wow, Gong—obsolete! Not progressive! Art should have an autonomous characteristic. It must be unique, not cliche!”
“Just for money—bitch!”
“What! Attacked by dokuism, art idealism withers!”
“No problem—Bug!”
“Stop-stop! Don't make a noise! Be respectful toward the readers.”
“Sendika dawuh, Raka Prabu—”
“Stop—bitch! Don't pretend to be such a mad dalang!”
“Hihi… I see, wayang's dialog is interesting. As if I were a dalang!"
“What'll u do?”
“I'll change my name to be Bagong De Vito—hihihi….”
“Dear me! Suppose I know what?”
“Eh, look, there is Mr. Jun!”

ARJUNA: Sampurasun! Excuse me!

SEMAR: Rampes, General Arjuna, come in please.

ARJUNA: Thank you. Mr. Semar, I hope you would like to join in a peace delegation of Amarta to Astina. Now you should go there with Prof Durna.

DURNA: That's true, Ki Semar!

SEMAR: All right, let's go—Sons, take care our village!”

“OK, Dad!”

It is reported Prof Durna
With Semar goes to Astina

ASTINA—In an underground dungeon jail Semar is sentenced. He does not become an ambassador, but becomes an antidote. He is so powerless.

“O, God! What sin, fault, guilt, or malpractice I did before, so that I get my bad fate like this?”

Duka daku dikau daki
Dikau duka daku daki

“Hey, Kurawa! Semar vanishes from the jail!”
“Krrk-phew! The devil! Who are you?”
“Surprise, Kurawa! I'm Sang Hyang Maya Dewa who made Ki Semar Badranaya free.”
“Dur, Cit, Karta—seize him!”
“Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!”
(Clap!)—“Ciaat!”—(Bang!)—“Ait! Pfuh!”—(Thwack! Dig!)
“Ouch!”
“Krrk-phew! Bastard! Hiaatt!”— (Clunk! Dig! Thump!) —“Gulp! Hoeekh ooo…!”
“Look, Dur! General Baladewa is beaten until spitting!”
“Krrk-phew! Run, Cit!”
“Okay!”

Kurawa run
Here and there

Sang Hyang Maya Dewa
Speedily goes to Amarta

AMARTA—General Arjuna requests political asylum.

YUDISTIRA: What's the matter, General Arjuna?

ARJUNA: Bad luck! I'm hunted by Sang Hyang Maya Dewa .

BIMA: Hmh, why?

ARJUNA: I sent Mr. Semar to Astina as a peace ambassador, but he's lost.

KRESNA: O, I see!

“Hey, Arjuna! The deuce! Though you go out of this solar system, you can not get rid of the prosecution of Sang Hyang Maya Dewa!”

ARJUNA: Protect me.

KRESNA: Let me face him!

“Babo krrk-phew! What do you want dark man?”

KRESNA: Excuse me, Prosecutor—it's right that Arjuna is in the prosecuted side, if he is proved wrong. However, Amarta is a law county, which appreciates non-guilty prejudice. Nah, let's solve this problem in the court.

“Don't shuffle! Arjuna involved in cheating man power, official mal-function,
collaborating with Kurawa to plunge Ki Semar Badranaya into misery.”

KRESNA: All right, your witness can be use in the court. You can prosecute General Arjuna! Are you a citizen of Amarta?

“Yes! This is my ID card!”

KRESNA: What! Mr. Semar?

SEMAR: Yes, Sir! Sang Hyang Maya Dewa is only my pseudo-name!

KRESNA: O, o, o!”

SEMAR: Hehehe… all right, Mr. Kresna. I forgive Gendral Arjuna's fault! I should go back to Tumaritis. Good bye!

KRESNA: All right, Mr. Semar. Bye!

Semarang 19 December 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

Prof Dr Bima Tanayatatwa

2007-12-17T20:59:00.001-08:00

Anjrah kang puspita rum
Kasliring samirana mrih
Sekar mekar manekawarna
Maweh bebungahing driya

ASTINA.—The Rector of Sokalima State University Prof Dr Durna, General Director of Higher Education Prof Dr Krepa, and Minister of Education Prof Dr Bisma visit President Duryudana.

KREPA: Our Majesty President Duryudana, our distinguished Minister of Education Prof Dr Bisma, our beloved Rector SSU Prof Dr Durna, and all favorite leaders of Kurawa—good morning! In this occasion we visit Mr President on purpose to give a report on the autonomous existence of a private university, Bayupitu University, in Kurusetra, led by Rector Prof Dr Bima Tanayatatwa. The university becomes a heavy rival for all state universities of Astina. That's it, Prof?

DURNA: Exactly! Even more than that, the university can destabilize the nation of Astina for changing the campus to be a business place and political practice.

BISMA: Hmh! It's not ethical to change campus to be business place. It will be complicated if campus is changed to be political arena.

DURYUDANA: How dangerous it is, Prof Dur?

SAKUNI: Prof Dur! Prof Dur! Day-dreaming! The salary increases you are still in sad head, bitter-thinker, shabby-baby as always. Hehehe… do you have a personal problem, Prof?

DURNA: Ah, Pak Kun, don't tease me. Durna has cleaned himself from both self and familial interests for this country. Not for salary! Durna's life is dedicated for education progress. The result is not in vain—Sokalima is capable of making corporal and general, chairperson of RT and director of PT, statesman, bureaucrat, technocrat, and conglomerate. However, oh my Lord! Should the elite state universities of Astina go backward and be ruined? No way! It's better to close Bayupitu University! Dangerous!

KARNA: Sorry, Sir! Education is human right for all. Moreover, Bayupitu University is established in the region of Amarta.

BALADEWA: Hush, Karno! Karno! Button your lips! You can be a governor because of the memo of Mr. President! You become a statesman because of exploiting your wife! You upgrade your military rank because of your father-in-law's katebelece! Don't show off! Grrk-phew! You don't know yourself!

SAKUNI: Hehehe… Astina does not confess the authority of Amarta. The interest of Kurawa is for all! Mr. Karna should understand.

DURNA: Nah, ha, ha, ha… precisely! Furthermore, the impact of Bayupitu has made slebor professors, door to door lectors, impotent assistants, vendor scientists, because of crazy bankruptcy madly no money. Because there is no bonus for committee, honor for controlling and correcting national exam; there is no oily money for accreditation! Nah, ha, ha, ha… that's it, Prof Krepa?

KREPA: Ay, Sir! Though we are full of credit points, we always need credit coins.

DURYUDANA: Great! Close Bayupitu! Disperse! If necessary, destroy it!

DURNA: Nah, ha, ha, ha… accord!

DURYUDANA: Captain Karto, contact all troops of Astina!

KARTAMARMA: Yes, Sir!

“Banjarjumut Division, Banyutunalang Division, Banakeling Division, Ujunglautan
Division, Awangga Division, Mandraka Division, Mandura Division—ready to move!”
“Go forward!”

Standby sang Dursasana
Troop commander of Astina!

Kurawa attack the campus
The students deadly push

UNIVERSITAS BAYUPITU, AMARTA.—The Rector Prof Dr Bima Tanayatatwa invites Prof Bayu Kanetra an expert of pithecoidology, Prof Bayu Maningrat an expert of deusoidology, Prof Bayu Pulasia an expert of gigantoidology, Prof Bayu Estibanda an expert of monsteroidology, Prof Bayu Maruta an expert of austroculture, Prof Bayu Baruna an expert of oceanoculture, dan Prof Bayu Maenaka an expert neoculture.

BIMA: Our distinguished professors! Are you regret the action of Kurawa's troops?

KANETRA: Of course! But, I regard such an action is funny clown. And we could defend ourselves.

PULASIA: Huahaha… right! The attack's no significance for biomacrobot, my robotic engineering.

ESTIBANDA: And my future monsterobot could destroy the troops.

MANINGRAT: Bastard Kurawa! Such a snob Wayang's dare to show off. Overacting! Khhk-phew!

MARUTA: They should be educated, Prof! Make them nyaho!

BARUNA: All right! They think sciences only exist in Sokalima State University, technology only exists in Talkanda University? So proud!

BIMA: Great! The military action of Astina should be executed. Prepare the troops of biomacrobot and monsterobot to attack Astina.

PULASIA: Yes, Sir!
ESTIBANDA: OK!

“Gigantoid Division, Monsteroid Division, and Pithecoid Division—ready to move!”
“March forward!”

The artificial soldiers move
Powerful and well equipped

The riot of
Gara-gara

TUMARITIS, DESA DADAPAN.—Panakawan is joking.

“Hello, Friends—ahihi… I'm Bagong! How are you? Good! Rin, Nur—how is your
exam? All great I'm so sure! Ahihi… where is Ba'ang Petruk? Come here!”
“Hehe…back home from urban, Gong? Using slang language! Variation! You always call kang, and even njangkar, now ba’ang.”
“Don't get mad at me?”
“Not mad! Use Bahasa Indonesia perfectly and correctly. If you want to speak English, you should use it perfectly and correctly.”
“Bullshit! Pretend to be an expert! Pretend to be a linguist! You think I'm courser. You know I don't finish elementary school, don't teach me. Phew! Not necessary to speak correctly but beautifully. Make me yucky!”
“Hehehe… Gong, don't look at me like that, role your eyes.”
“Up to me!”
“You see, Gong? Technically rich but critically poor is not a perfect art. Wealthy stylish writing without idea is not literature.”
(Toot!)
“Phew! Fart u!”

Yu yus tu bi mai parti dol
Bat now yu sey de parti’s oper

“Gareng again pretends to a rocker, not fluently speaking likes chatting.”
“Huaha… Yeah! K’yu.”
“Stop—de bokaps kams!”

SEMAR: Let's look for Mr. Bima. Where does he go, Mr. Jun?

ARJUNA: I don’t know, Mr. Semar.

Panakawan and Arjuna
Pass through the jungle

Raksasabala kagiri-giri
Mal-foe of all guru

RIMBA PRINGGACALA.—In the middle of the jungle General Arjuna and Panakawan are banned and robbed by the giants.

“L-look, Lung! T-the is a v-victim, l-let's b-bomb them, Gog!”
“Ko’e! Eh, ssh! Be careful! He is the warrior of Pandawa.”
(Thunk!)—“Stop!”
“Hmfh, who are you?”
“W-what! Y-you k-know m-me n-not? A n-notorious Cakil? D-don’t g-go forward!—(Bang!)—“Ouch… I die, Gooog!”
“Hah, Cakil dies! Bastard! Such a pretty man is bravely in action. Son of a bitch! I eat u—hiiaatt!”—(Clunk!) + (Thwack!)—“Ouch! Bruised I'm… ouch.” + “Look out Bragalba!”—(Bang!)
“Ouch, Mrangalma dies! Nyangil dies! Dangerous! Run, Ngoog!”—(Thwack!)—“Ouch! Me die!”—(Thump!)
“Ahihi… Truk, all GPK giants died.”
“Hehehe… how foolish!”

The giants made riot
The giants all died

In the jungle Arjuna
Meets Professor Durna

DURNA: Nah, hahaha… accidentally we meet, General Juna.

ARJUNA: Hi! Prof Dur, where are going—?

DURNA: Dangerous, Mr. Juna! I left Sokalima because there is a coup in Astina. Pres Dur digusur! Kurawa pada kabur!

ARJUNA: Who is the doer?

DURNA: Artificial soldiers—biomacrobot and monsterobot soldiers from the Division of… ah, what is it? Basically, those all are the products of Bayupitu University. Help me, General Juna—save our almamater.

ARJUNA: All right! Mr. Semar—let's go to Astina.

SEMAR: OK, Sir! Sons, let's go!

“Okay!” + “Come on!” + "Great!”

Immediately Arjuna
Goes to Astina

Riot in Bayupitu
Cast away Balakuru

ASTINA.— Arjuna visits Prof Dr Bima Tanayatatwa.

ARJUNA: Excuse me, Prof Bima—such an action is too brave and disharmonious to Pandawa's policy. On behalf of Pandawa nation, would you please rehabilitate the government of Kurawa.

BIMA: Hmh, OK! But the Regime of Kurawa never ever disturbs the autonomous right of Bayupitu University. Besides, you should look for General Bratasena who was kidnapped and sunk in the middle of an ocean by the Mariner of Astina.

ARJUNA: What? General Bratasena was kidnapped by Kurawa! Oh, how dare, Mr. Semar?

SEMAR: Em-em-em, ahahaha… don't worry, General. Tan samar pamoring suksma anuksma, Prof Dr Bima Tanayatatwa is General Bratasena. And Prof Bayu Kanetra is Prof emiritus Kapiwara from Kendalisada University, alias General Ret. Anoman.

BIMA: You're right, Mar!

And the great Semar's wit
Gives the professor's insight

Semarang, 18 December 2007 Ki Harsono Siswocarito

Articles

2007-11-29T22:13:00.000-08:00

Pedalangan Literature

Pedalangan literature is literary devices created by dalang in the performing art of wayang. Padalangan literature consists of murwa or pelungan (opening of pedalangan poem or suluk), nyandra janturan (first scene description) and pocapan scene narration), suluk (padalangan poem), antawacana (wayang dialogue), sabetan (body language of wayang), suara (voice, sound, and onomatopoea), tembang (song), and mantra (magic poem).

Murwa

Murwa is the opening poem of wayang show, in pedalangan of East Java known as pelungan; in Central Java it is known as ilahengan; and in West Java it is murwa. Below are the examples of a short murwa and long one:

Kembang sungsang binang kunang
Cahaya nira kadya gilang gumilang

A long murwa below is from the pedalangan of West Java:

Adam adam babuh lawan
Ingkang ngagelaraken cahya nur cahya
Dangiang wayang wayanganipun
Perlambang alam sadaya
Semar sana ya danar guling
Basa sem pangangen-angen
Mareng ngemaraken Dzat Kang Maha Tunggal
Wayang agung wineja wayang tunggal
Wayang tunggal

Nyandra

Nyandra is a scene description by using prosy language in wayang performance. There are two kinds of nyandra: janturan and pocapan. Janturan is scene description with gamelan music; and pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music. The example of nyandra below is modified by Ki Harsono Siswocarito based on pedalangan of West Java:

Sinareng nira kenya pertangga, watri gumanti sang hyang latri kapundut ima-ima gambura kalawan ancala. Gambura is the beginning, ancala is the hill of mountain, si Walangtunggal the story signed by asta gangga wira tanu patra. Asta is hands, gangga is water, wira is wise man, tanu is ink, patra is words.

Words and ink are created into the alphabets of wilanjana wilanjani. Wilanjana is the alphabet of Ha, wilanjani is the alphabet of Alip. The alphabet of Alip spreading out in the West, became thirty letters, Alip ba ta sa. Don't finish the alphabet of Alip, it is not the right place to concern with the alphabet of Alip. Vanishing the alphabet of Alip is existing the alphabet of Ha. The alphabet of Ha spreading out in the East, falling into the island of Java, was created into the alphabet of kalih dasa, kalih two, dasa ten, the twenty letters are divided into four mazhab, such as:

Ha na ca ra ka is east, da ta sa wa la is south, pa da ja ya nya is westt, ma ga ba ta nga is north. Ha na ca ra ka is the governor, da ta sa wa la is the ordered, pa da ja ya nya is the bad heart, ma ga ba ta nga can not be said. The alphabet has died in the north.

Vanishing the twenty alphabet, exists again the alphabet, wulanjana wulanjani. Wulanjana ia desire of father, wulanjani is desire of mother. The desire of father falls into the desire of mother, goes into kenya puri. Kenya is woman, puri is a palace.

Which palace is going to be the opening? The…… palace is used as the beginning. Basically the state is panjang punjung pasir wukir loh jinawi. Panjang is told by people, punjung is highly distinguished, pasir is ocean, wukir is mountain, loh jinawi is very welthy, not lack of clothes and food, and diamonds.

Who becomes the king? The king sits in the ivory throne of gilang kencana crowned by binokasri jewelry, wearing gelung gono, gelung gongsor, kelat bahu kempal dada, strapping on his keris of Kyai Jagapati, pendok carved by coriander motif, its amar-amaran yellow silk, white silk, black silk, red silk, dodot gresik wayang.

One playing dalang is dora sembada, dora is lie, sembada is fit. What cause becomes fit? There is a fact. What fact? There is wayang purwa. Wayang is shadow, purwa is the beginning. Only following an ancient plot, following old traces, old man began, young man just does.

But the difference is that the ancient wayang has been changed into wayang golek. What is the meaning of golek, disenggol or touched until dead lying, and its eyes still opening. However, the word golek according to Javanese is to look for. Looking for what, looking for its origin, because golek is not different from man. Hush dangerous golek is made similar to man. Is not golek made of wood, carved, painted, becoming a doll. Why can the doll speak alone and live? Golek is moved without move, gesture without gesture, because golek is spoken by dalang. Do not feel to be a dalang, only feeling to play wayang, to play dalang. Playing of what? Playing of wooden puppets, you see, audience need entertaining, better that sleeping in the evening.

Mountain without valley there is not a black monkey. The Long tale is made short, the short is cut, sebat kang genjotan.

Pocapan

Pocapan is scene narration without gamelan music to tell its event. Below is an example of pocapan in Jaya Renyuan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

Padmanegara nyandak dua hulusapu bade dicipta ku Kresna. Atuh Kresna rep sidakep ana sinuku tunggal babakane caturdriya--catur papat, driya angen-angen, sir budi cipta kalawan rasa. Pangambung teu diangge ngangse; soca teu diangge ningal; cepil teu diangge ngarungu; baham teu diangge ngucap lir ibarat anu paeh ngadeg, nanging bentena pedah ngangge ambegan.

Nanging tadige manggahing nu Mahakawasa teu weleh nganter ka manusa rek hade rek goreng asal tanggel jawab dirina pribadi. Maksudna diduluran, maksadna diijabah. Ilang dua hulu sapu, janggelek dados ponggawa, anu hiji dados satria.

Suluk

Suluk is the poems sung by dalang is wayang show. Below are the examples of suluk from the pedalangan of West Java.

Sample 1

Saur nira tandana panjang
Sinenggih sabda ya uninga lawan
Sabda ya uninga lawan
Sauri nira tandana panjang sinengih
Sabda uninga wis mama
Ulun layu dening sekti ala bakti dening asih
Ya ding asih
Wong asih ora katara

Sample 2

Betet ijo Kepodang ulese kuning
Abang manuke wulung kadya wowor
Sandang rawit puter gemeke ya lurik-lurik
Dadanira kinuwungan ya kinuwungan
Kadya bocah ngangge kakalung
Ningsor waringin wulung

Sample 3

Sri tinon ing pasewakan
Busana manekawarna
Murub mubyar cahayanira
Kadya kunang-kunangan
Sri tinon ing pasewakan
Busana manekawarna
Murub mubyar socanira
Kadya parada tinabur
Kadya kunang-kunangan
Sekar wijaya kusuma lawan

Antawacana

Antawacana is a dialogue between wayang figures, and a dialogue between wayang figure and nayaga (musicians), wirasuara (man singer), or jurukawih (woman singer) is called aside. Antawacana is presented after pocapan. Below is an example of dialogue in Jaya Renyuan garapan performed by dalang Dede Amung Sutarya:

KRESNA: Eladalah, Yayi, Yayi Setiaki.
SETIAKI: Kaula nun.

KRESNA: Kakang Patih Udawa.

UDAWA: Lo, lo, lo, Hahahah… pun kakang Patih Udawa.

KRESNA: Marajeng ka payun calikna.

SETIAKI: Ti payun anu kapihatur pun rayi nyanggakeun sembah pangabakti mugiya ditampi.

KRESNA: Sembah Rayi ditampi kudua panangan kiwa kalawan tengen, disimpen di luhur dina embun-embunan, di handap dina pangkonan, dicatet dina tungtung emutan anu teu keuna kuowah gingsir.

SETIAKI: Ngahaturkeun nuhun. Kalih perkawisna—

KRESNA: Kumaha, Yayi?

SETIAKI: Bilih aya kalepatan ageng sumawanten alit, agung cukup lumur, neda jembar hapunten anu diteda.

KRESNA: Perkawis kalepatan sok bujeng ku aya basana menta dihampura, sanaos teu aya basana akang parantos jadi lautan hampura kana kalepatan sampean, Yayi.

SETIAKI: Ngahaturkeun nuhun.

Sabetan

Suara is voices, sounds, and onomatopoeia to complete sabetan, especially fighting. Below is an example of suara from a lakonet (lakon or drama in internet) by Ki Harsono Siswocarito:

“E-e-babo-babo… Gog—ada p-penjelajah r-rimba Pringga-dingatala. S-siapa, Gog?
“Sst! Jendral Arjuna!”
“E-e-babo-babo… s-serbu!”—(Clap!)—“C-ciaat!”—(Dez! Zplak! Deb! Bugh!)—“Hugk-khoeekh uhuooo… m-mati a-aku, Gog!”—(Bruk!)
“Cakil mati, Lung!”
“Biarin saja, Gog!”
“Grr-babo-babo, keparat! Hadapi aku Dityakala Badai-segara! Heh, konco-konco: Pragalba, Rambut Geni, Padas Gempal, Jurangrawah, Buta Ijo, Buta Terong, Buta Endog—ayo keroyok si perwira keparat itu!”
“C’mon!” + “OK!” + “Move!”
“Satu, dua, tiga! Ciat! Ciat! Ciiaatt!”—(Blaarr!)—“Aduh! Ahk! Khk! Klk!”—(Blug! Blug! Blug!)
“Zuilah! Mampuz zemua!” + “Benal! Ayo lali, Mas!”
(Jleg!)—“Brenti!”
“Ziapa lu? O yez! Kenalin—gue Mr George! Yez, Mr Joz!”
“Busyet! Keren juga nih Buto—pake nama beken segala! Elu kalah, Reng.”
“Em… lu siape, Pelo?”
“Mistel Gabliel! Ayo pelgi ah! Usah ngulusin olang tak kaluan!”—(Bugh! Bugh!)—“Adow! Main pelmak lagi! Blantem-blantem, tapi spoltif! Ngawul’u!”
(Dor-dor!)—“Beres, Gong!”

Sampurasun dulur-dulur
Nu aya di pilemburan
Wilujeng patepang dangu
Ti abdi saparakanca
Ti abdi saparakanca
Gamelan Munggul Pawenang
Nyanggakeun hiburanana, Juragan
La mugiya janten panglipur
Pangbeberah duh kana manah

The song below is sung by si Cepot in Dede Amung Sutarya's Jaya Renyuan:

"Lagu Nu Ngusep"

Barung herang liar mijah
Clom kiriwil ari anclom ngagiriwil
Mawa epan rupa-rupa
Clom kurunyud lamun anclom sok ngurunyud
Plung kecemplung plung kecemplung
Empan teuleum kukumbul ambul-ambulan
Kenur manteng jeujeur jeceng
Leungeun lempeng panon mah naksir nu mandi
Kop tah lauk mere dahareun
Mangga mangga mangga geura tuang
Geura raos ditanggung deudeuieun
Mangga mangga ulah isin=isin
Empan cangkilu ungkul dilangkung
Empan papatong kalah dipelong
Ku epan colek kalah ngadelek
Lekcom lekcom panon belek nyambel oncom

Lakon

Lakon is dramatic story for wayang show. Lakons of wayang purwa derives from Mahabarata, Ramayana, Serat Paramayoga, Serat Pustaka Rajapurwa, Serat Purwakandha, etc. Lakons of wayang madya and wayang wasana derives from babads. Lakons of wayang wahyu derives from the bible.

Mantra

Mantra, magic poem in pedalangan, consists of two categories. First, mantra recited by dalang before performing wayang show. Second, mantra recited by a figure of wayang to show its power. The first example is the mantra of opening performance from Mpu Tan Akung:

Ingsun Angidhepa Sang Hyang Guru Reka,
Kamatantra: swaranku manikastagina.

The second one is mantra penyirepan recited by Indrajit to make other characters sleep:

Rep sirep si Megananda
Wong sarewu padha tumut
Salaksa wong serah nyawa

Pedalangan literature is very plural and has many genres. This case indicates that the plurality of Indonesian pedalangan has many kinds of styles: there are pedalangan styles of West Java, Centra Java, East Java, Bali, Lombok, Banjar, and etc. (Ki Harsono Siswocarito).

Gitadarma Dr Mintaraga

2007-11-29T20:54:00.000-08:00

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

Nurkala Kalimantra Riot In Suralaya

2007-11-29T01:05:00.000-08:00

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 of 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

The Death Of Kalakarna

2007-11-29T01:00:00.000-08:00

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.)