Karna. Nama itu kini seakan menambah persoalan yang dihadapinya. Dulu, hanya Arjuna yang dikhawatirkannya akan merebut Surtikanti, namun setelah dilihatnya Surtikanti agak tak acuh pada Arjuna, Duryudana agak tenteram.
Piala anggur di tangan kirinya. Rambutnya kusut. Wajahnya keruh dimainkan cahaya api minyak. ”Suruh Togog kemari.” perintahnya dingin pada penjaga ruangan.
Sang penjaga segera undur dan beberapa saat kemudian kembali bersama seorang laki-laki tua, gemuk. Laki-laki itu membawa sebuah kotak, berisi sitar.
”Tuanku?” sapa si laki-laki gemuk dengan suara seperti terkulum oleh bentuk mulutnya yang tampak terlalu besar dibandingkan keseluruhan kepalanya. Sedemikian besar mulutnya sehingga seolah-olah orang hanya melihat wajah Togog Tejamantri hanyalah bibir yang bermata dan bertelinga.
Tanpa memandang kehadiran Togog, raja muda itu meneguk anggurnya. Lalu, ”Gog… apa yang bisa mengobati kekhawatiran hati manusia.”
Togog tertawa. Lalu jemarinya mulai memetik dawai-dawai sitar. Nada pun mendenting-denting.
”Kekhawatiran,” Togog tersenyum dan menggantung ucapannya sesaat. ”Ya…, perasaan takut kehilangan. Kehilangan karena kita merasa memiliki….”
”Apa ini sebuah permainan, Gog?”
Karna. That name now seems to add to the problems facing it. In the past, only Arjuna will seize by force the Surtikanti, but after he saw Surtikanti somewhat nonchalance at Arjuna, Duryudana a bit.Cup of wine in his left hand. Her hair matted. His face murky light oil fire played. "Send Togog here." his orders were cold at the guard room.The Rangers soon reverse and moments later returned with an old man, fat. The man was carrying a box, contains a sitar."My Lord?" said the fat man with a voice like terkulum by the shape of his mouth which looks too big compared to the entire head. Such a big mouth so that it is as if people only see the face of Togog Tejamantri is just the lips and an ear-eyed.Regardless of the presence of the young King, Togog sipped his wine. Then, "Gog ... What can treat fears of the human heart."Togog laughed. Then its fingers started strumming the string-string zither. The tone of any mendenting-clink."The concern," a smiling Togog and hang the utterance for a moment. "Yes ..., the feeling of being afraid to lose. Lost because we feel have .... ""What a game, Gog?"
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