KEMBANG
MELATI, a beautiful young princess, lived with her old nurse and many
serving-women in a palace on the bank of a great river.
Rajah
Banjir, the monarch of the rains, lived in his rainbow-colored palace on the
other bank of the river. He could cause floods to appear at his will, and his
tears made brooks and rivers swell. From his windows he could see the little
princess weaving her bridal dress, and he could hear her singing a song for
luck. But the princess never looked toward his side of the river.
The
monarch of the rains kept gazing at her with great sad eyes. Because he was so
sad, he wept many tears, and the river swelled and the wind sighed softly
through the high trees around the palace. The princess heard the sighing of the
wind, and saw the river rising higher and higher. But she did not know that it
was her future husband who was weeping and calling to her.
For
many days the monarch of the rains yearned for the princess. Finally, to be
near her, he changed himself into a golden butterfly and flew back and forth
before her window until at last the princess saw him and opened the window so
that she could admire his dazzling wings.
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Then the golden butterfly lighted on Kembang Melati’s little hand, kissed her
finger tips, and flew out of the window.
A
few days later the butterfly returned and perched on Kembang Melati’s right ear
and whispered to her, "Weave your bridal dress quickly, princess, for soon
your bridegroom will come."
The
princess heard only the word "bridegroom." She asked, 'Where is my
bridegroom?" The butterfly did not answer her, for he had flown out of the
window.
But
someone else had heard her question. That was Nasiman, the wicked son of the
princess's old nurse. He went to his mother at once. "Mother," he
said, "I was standing outside the princess's window and I heard her ask,
'Where is my bridegroom?' I want you to go to her and tell her that I am her
bridegroom."
'That
you can never be, son/' the old woman said, "because you are not of noble
birth."
"Nevertheless,
I wish to marry the princess," he answered.
"Go
to her, Mother, and tell her that her bridegroom has come”
Nasiman
was wicked and cruel, and his mother was afraid of him. So she went to the
princess and told her of the bridegroom who had come to claim her hand. Just
then the golden butterfly flew back and whispered in the princess's ear,
"The real bridegroom has not yet come, princess. The one who is now under
your roof is a wicked man. His name is Nasiman, and he is the son of your old
nurse, Sarinah. Do not many him. . . . Wait till the true bridegroom
comes!"
When
the golden butterfly had flown away, the princess said, "I will wait,
nurse, till the true bridegroom comes/'
"This
is the true bridegroom/' the nurse insisted. She clasped her hands and begged,
"Oh, princess, dear princess, marry him at once, for if you do not, we
shall both die!”
The
princess did not want to die. So finally she said to her nurse, "Tell the
bridegroom who has come that I must have seven days to think it over. Tell him
to wait on the bank of the river and I will send him my answer there/'
Nasiman
found this idea good, and agreed. He took a big basket, filled it with food to
last him seven days, and had it carried to a spot on the bank of the river.
On
that same day the monarch of the rains called to him a white crow, one of his
best and biggest messenger-birds, and gave her a little chest full of costly
ornaments and a letter.
"Take
these immediately to the Princess Kembang Melati," he ordered, "and
make sure that you don't lose anything."
"Don't
worry, master," the crow replied. "I myself will take everything to
the princess."
The
white crow flew off with the little chest bound fast to her back and the letter
between 'her claws, and winged her way to the opposite bank of the river. There
she saw Nasiman eating the last of a delicious-looking fish. The white crow,
who loved fish, flew over swiftly, and cried, "Oh, how good that looks!
May I have a little bite?"
"How
do you dare ask me that?" Nasiman demanded crossly. "Who are you, and
where do you come from, with a letter in your claws and a chest on your
back?"
"Well,"
the crow answered smugly, "I happen to be the messenger of the great
magician, the monarch of the rains! And I am to take this letter and this
little chest to the Princess Kembang Melati, as my master ordered. What's more,
I am to give them to her myself."
"Hmm/'
Nasiman said with a false little laugh. "In that case, Til let you eat
some of my fish. Put down your letter and take the chest from your back, and
fall to!"
The
white crow didn't have to be invited twice. She laid the letter and the little
chest in the grass, and began to eat greedily of the delicious bit of fish.
Nasiman
lost no time. He opened the chest, took out the beautiful golden ornaments and
in their place put some "big spiders and some gruesome-looking scorpions.
Then he hurried to his mother with the letter. "Mother/ 7 he said, "I
can't read, but I imagine that this letter must be full of lovely words. Now I
want you to change them, at once, into ugly words. Meanwhile I'll hide these
ornaments."
The
white crow was so busy eating that she did not notice what was going on. She
ate the fish, down to the last scrap. Then she went to get a drink at the
spring. The spring murmured to her, "Ah, white crow, why didn't you take
the letter and the little chest to the princess as Rajah Banjir said?"
But
the white crow didn't hear. She didn't hear the wind, either, sighing to her,
"Ah, white crow, something dreadful will happen because of your
greediness!"
And
something dreadful did happen. When the princess saw the white crow come,
bearing the letter and the little chest, she believed that the bird came from
her true bridegroom, and in great excitement she decided to read the letter
first. As her eyes flew over the words, she could hardly believe what she read:
"You are very ugly," the letter said, "and what is in the little
chest is foul and old. That goes, too, for your green hair and your blue
skin."
She
was so angry that she tore the letter into shreds and tossed the little chest,
without opening it, through the window. The spiders and the scorpions swarmed
over the garden to the great astonishment of the white crow who could not
understand how her master could have sent such horrible things to the lovely princess.
But
Nasiinan laughed to himself. Now the princess would marry him, he thought
But
the princess had no thought of marrying anyone now. She was bitterly grieved by
the ugly letter. Weeping, she paced back and forth in her chamber. No one could
comfort her, and she cried, "Take away my weaving stool! I will never
weave again on my bridal gown!"
Toward
evening of that sad day the golden butterfly came back and flew through the
open window. He lit on the princess's ear. "Darling princess," he
whispered, "why don't you wear the beautiful ornaments that your
bridegroom sent you?"
At
that the princess hit at him with an angiy hand. The great monarch of the rains
thought surely she was only teasing him. He whispered in her ear again:
"Beloved little princess, would you like to see your bridegroom tomorrow
morning? He will take you to his rainbow-colored palace where the golden rays
of the sun are magnified a thousand times into the most wonderful colors, and
where you shall see woven cloth so fine, so dazzling, that it is like
moonbeams! Come, darling princess, finish weaving your bridal gown, for
tomorrow your bridegroom comes!"
The
princess grew even angrier. She called her serving women to her and bade them
chase the golden butterfly away and never again to let it come inside. When the
great magician heard the princess say these words he became so angry that he
caused a mighty flood to come over the land that very night. Everything that
was not submerged drifted away, torn loose from the land. The palace with
Princess Kembang Melati and her nurse and the wicked Nasiman and all the others
who lived in it, drifted on the floodwaters.
The
palace drifted farther and farther, until it came near the other bank where the
palace of the great monarch of the rains stood. The king was in his doorway,
watching, but when he saw the princess's palace floating toward him he
pretended not to see it. The princess cried piteously for help, but he
pretended not to hear.
They
were drifting out of sight when the nurse cried out in despair, "It's my
fault! I bear the blame! It was I who changed the beautiful words of the letter
into ugly ones! And my son, Nasiman, filled the little chest with spiders and
scorpions while the white crow was eating the fish 1 /'
When
he heard the nurse's confession, the monarch of the rains understood
everything. He leaped down and dragged the princess and all the others out of
the drifting palace and brought them into his own. Only her old nurse and the
nurse's wicked son were not permitted to enter,
"May
great waves engulf you!" he thundered. And at his words mighty waves, as
high as the heavens, rose in the water and swallowed up the nurse and her son.
The
white crow was punished, too, for her greediness. She was changed into a black
bird which could never speak again.
All
she could say was, "Kaw . . . kaw . . . kaw . . . kr - kr. . . ." It
meant "gold . . . gold/' But though the crow searched, she never could
find the gold and jewels with which the little chest had been filled.
When
the evildoers were punished, the monarch of the rains caused the flood to
subside. In a short time, the whole world was dry once more, and when he had
accomplished that he turned to the princess and told her that he was the son of
a nobleman and that for days and nights he had yearned for her.
Kembang
Melati took pity on him. She knew that he was truly her bridegroom from the way
he spoke to her. So she married him and lived the rest of her happy life with
him in the rainbow-colored palace on the bank of the river.
But,
strange to tell, no mortal has ever found the spot where that palace stood.
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