In ancient times on the northern coast of Java Island there was a kingdom known as the Pilangsari Kingdom. The life of the people is not chaos, but enough. There is no main drawback. And again, I heard that there are people crawling like this in the Pilangsari Kingdom.
Inspire the community to work hard, both farmers and fishermen. Fortunately the land was fertile, and the north coast did not catch much of it. The Pilangsari Kingdom had a king who was wise and clever in managing his country. King Pilangsari has the only flower of the state, his daughter who is now a teenager is Milangsari.
Milangsari is famous for its beauty to remote corners of the country. Even finally her beauty spread to neighboring countries. The beauty of Milangsari became the talk of the town. Many are curious, what does Milangsari look like? Coming from suklakna from siklukna wanted to know the appearance of the flowers of the Pilangsari Country.
Those who have seen it, return to their country while keeping it in their hearts, together with losing hope of the milled rice flour belonging to Milangsari. Since then, came to the land of Pilangsari who wanted to apply. Who wants to get a son-in-law and invites besanan.
Those who came did not move, all were surrounded by consignments for the buyers of Milangsari’s hearts. More and more foreigners. There are children of kings, children of rich merchants, children of nobles, and even those who want to be crowned as the second queen at the same time alias combined. The king was confused at that time, which was unanswered but there were many more who wanted to become sons-in-law.
However, when those who want to become a son-in-law have not been asked – questions have appeared who invite to become a besan, the longer the king is getting confused Finally the King rejected the duke and his son. “Uncle, why did it turn out like this. What’s our story? If one is chosen, the other will be furious, not my country’s bird of prey. I don’t think we will be able to fight it, until there are so many. Uncle, can you give me some advice, who knows? a better way?”
“Master, it’s not that you want to step over, but if you give me the opportunity to give my opinion. What if there is a contest?” replied the Duke. The king sighed, after thinking it would be good if a competition was held. Everyone who came had the same opportunity. “So, now I want to ask Nyai, how is it?”
“Oh dear, it’s up to me how good it is according to you,” said Milangsari. “Well, uncle,” the King praised. Speaking again, “Now I tell everyone, that whose bird is chosen, he is the candidate for Milangsari”. Now I will turn it around.
Find as many good birds as possible, give it a week! Gather again at the village square!” The king gave orders to the Prime Minister. A week since then, Pilangsari State Square is full of bird cages, even to the edge of the pavilion. It contained a variety of birds, from small ones like hummingbirds to large ones like hingkiks.
As determined, the King and Milangsari came out of the palace walking to the square, accompanied by the guardians of the state, to select the birds of interest to Milangsari. From the first inspection to the middle of the gaze, finally to the end being examined. Milangsari went back to researching properly, which bird was of interest to him.
Until three rounds, Milangsari still confused. Those who participated in the contest were restless, afraid of not being selected. Finally, Milangsari said that there were no chosen birds. Those who took part in the angry contest felt they were being played with, the Pilangsari Country was randomly thrown into chaos.
Milangsari was dragged, pushed. The place for the contest, whether good or bad, is now Pamanukan, the place where Putri Milangsari is pressing is now known as Kampung Padek. The Pilangsari Kingdom has no footprint, only the name of the village: Kampung Pilangsari. According to the Sumedang Chronicle, at the time of the Sumedang Kingdom on the north coast of Java, there were kingdoms known as the Pamanukan Kingdom and the Ciasem Kingdom.