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THE LEGEND OF JAMBI

Once upon a time on the island of Sumatra, there was the Kingdom of Titian Sijenjang. The land is very fertile overgrown with various kinds of plants. The people live in prosperity. This kingdom was ruled by the wise King Syaiful Shah.

His Majesty Syaiful Syah had a diligent gardener named Lapuk. Weathered likes to plant jambe trees, also known as areca nut trees. This tree is like a coconut tree. The stems are small. Lots of fruit. It's rotten to plant this tree a lot.

His Majesty also has a beautiful daughter. Her name is Princess Pinang Setaman.

One day the Kingdom of Titian Sijenjang came by a messenger. His Majesty greeted him warmly,

"You seem tired. Have you come a long way? Who are you?" asked His Majesty.

"Your Majesty, I have come from far away. My name is Din Kasman. I have brought a letter from King Badr Amuk of the Kingdom of Lubuk Dalam." The envoy took out a letter, then handed it over to Sultan Syaiful Syah.

His Majesty received the letter and opened the cover. A moment later, the king's face became tense. He looked intently at the messenger.

"Ah, it turns out that your king wants to propose to my daughter. But... Princess Pinang Setaman is still very young. Please tell your king. My daughter is not fit for marriage."

Hearing His Majesty's answer, the messenger looked surprised.

"Does your Majesty not know who the King of Badr Amuk is? The king of my servants cannot be denied his wishes. There are many soldiers.

Hearing these words, Sultan Syaiful Shah became angry. He ordered his guards to take the messenger out of the palace.

His Majesty Syaiful Syah already knew the cruel nature of King Badr Amuk. That's why he ordered his soldiers to be on standby. King Syaiful Syah's assumption turned out to be true. One week later, troops from the Deep Lubuk Kingdom arrived. The number is ten times the number of Titian Sijenjang's troops. They surrounded the palace. But His Majesty's palace is heavily guarded.

Finally the battle happened. The people of His Majesty Syaiful Shah helped. Lubuk Dalam troops tried to break down the palace gate. Some go up the wall with stairs. Someone fired arrows. Victims on both sides began to fall. The war lasted a long time. Days, weeks, even months. Arrows fly in the sky. In the middle of the onslaught of attacks, the warlord Titian Sijenjang came to the king.

"What's the matter, Commander? You look so nervous?"

"My goodness, Your Majesty. Our soldiers are out of arrows," reported the Commander. "What? Out of arrows?" asked the king in disbelief.

"Sire, we've been at war for thirteen months. The arrows left are left! For today."

His Majesty's face became tense. He thought hard. Then said,

"Guards! Call Lapuk, my gardener. Bring him here immediately!" The commander was surprised. "Why did you call the gardener for?" he thought.

A moment later, Lapuk, the gardener, came.

"Rotten, has the jambe tree you planted already bears fruit?" asked Banginda Syaiful Shah.

"Yes, my lord," answered Weathered a little surprised.

"How many?" Asked His Majesty again.

"Countless, sire. Very much." His Majesty smiled cheerfully.

"Commander! Order the soldiers to pick the old jambe fruit. Invite the people to help. We use jambe fruit as bullets," the king ordered.

"However, Your Majesty. With what will jambe fruit be thrown?" asked the Commander.

His Majesty smiled seeing his commander confused. "Wear a bow, Commander. There is a rubber on the bow. Break the hilt of the bow in two. Make a slingshot."

"I understand, my lord," answered the Commander excitedly. The next day the warrior Titian Sijenjang no longer fired arrows. The Deep Down Soldiers thought they were already weak. The Deep Deep Soldiers simultaneously advanced.

Suddenly scattered jambe fruit attacked them. They also became confused. With their heads bumped they backed off. This happened repeatedly. The Lubuk Dalam soldiers' attack was greeted with a burst of jambe fruit. Thousands of them. There were hardly any Inner Deep warriors who were not lumpy.

The battle is still going on for a long time. Jambe fruit seems to never run out. Soldier Titian Sijenjang indeed only plucked old jambe. The young are left behind. While the old jambe is thrown, the young will grow old. And so on. Soldier Titian Sijenjang never runs out of jambe.

Finally, the Deep Inner soldiers ran out of steam and retreated. The people of the Titian Sijenjang Kingdom cheered happily.

"O my people! We got this victory thanks to the abundant jambe fruit in our territory. The jambe fruit has saved the kingdom. Therefore, from now on I will name our territory Jambi!"

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Jambi!" The people welcomed the change in the name of the kingdom to Jambi. Until now this area is called Jambi.

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