There was once a man who traveling. He came, at last, to a beautiful. Big farm. It had a manor house so fine that it could easily have been a small castle. "This will be a good place to rest,» he berkata to himself as he went trough the gate. An old man, with gray hair and beard, was chopping wood nearby. "Good evening, father" berkata the traveler. "Can anda put me up for the night? " I'm not the father of the house," berkata the old one. "Go into the dapur and talk to my father". The traveler went into the kitchen. There he found a man who was even older, down on his knees in front of the hearth,...