Flying Umbrella Swordsman

The Heart of Nyi Warsih

Nyi Warsih and ten of his men locked up Adijaya.

"Who are you, young man?"

"I just want to talk four-eyes,"

"Why infiltrate?"

"I did not infiltrate, Nyai's men who started first,"

"It's only natural that you came in the morning blind so they were suspicious,"

"But at least don't attack, ask!" Adijaya scratched his head.

"What are you doing?"

Nyi Warsih kept being cold. Adijaya glanced at the left right. This woman understands what that means. Then he turned back to walk into the house. Adijaya followed from behind. Ten of Nyi Warih's men no one moved.

Time has Balebat more, maybe soon Carangcang Tihang. On the back porch of the house, Adijaya introduced herself.

"Where do you know about me?"

"Juragan Darma,"

Nyi Warsih was surprised, her beautiful face was getting colder. His gaze was sharp as an eagle was about to prey on his prey.

"You ready for him?" nyi Warsih almost shouted.

"I used to work for him, now I'm visiting..."

"Why did you come here, you told him to?"

"No! I came of my own accord,"

"What mean? You must have at least known about me and him!"

"Yes!" Adijaya nodded with a big smile. "I've heard the story from Darma. But I also want to hear it from Nyai,"

"Why should I talk to someone I just met?"

"To uncover the truth about Ki Bayan's death and the disappearance of a horse,"

Nyi Warsih stood up and charged. "You must be Darma's man! The two things you mentioned earlier are slander. Why would I do such a lowly thing? I can still challenge him one-on-one openly. Not acting like such a coward!"

Nyi Warsih's face was red. Enragement peaked. It felt like he wanted to beat up the young man, but considering that he was immune to the study of Wisa's Tread. This woman thinks further.

"I came without the knowledge of the Darma boss" explained Adijaya. "I'm interested in getting involved in this,"

"For what?"

"Reuniting two hearts that love each other," Adijaya replied leisurely without burden without thinking about what would happen.

The look on Nyi Warsih's face turned to red. His chest was turbulent, pounding hard. The young man before him seemed to be able to read his mind. This woman slowly sat down again. Regulate his feelings. Start to be calm.

"What he told me was all true" Nyi Warsih said slowly.

"Why does Nyai take revenge on the master?"

Nyi Warsih was silent not immediately answering. In retrospect, that question is true. What is he vengeful for. Darma's family was right to decide unilaterally their marriage plan because it was clearly his father who was at fault.

After sacking her father and canceling the marriage, Darma's family never dealt with her family again. Never poked it. Like never knowing each other again.

"They didn't ask for back the crops that father had stolen. Nor did it bring this matter to the kingdom so that the father did not receive punishment from the kingdom. Just get fired. Next they don't care about my family anymore" said Nyi Warsih.

"His only revenge to the villagers," continued Adijaya.

Right, the villagers looked cynically at him. Excommunicate, scorn, and other bad things because of his father as well.

"I was so ashamed back then, it felt like I wanted to end my life!"

What Adijaya said was true as well. Darma's family just doesn't care anymore after his father is fired. About the derision of the villagers is another thing.

"For what reason does Nyai always prevent women who want to be made wives by the boss?"

"To die he never felt like he had a wife and a family!"

"No!" adijaya.

Nyi Warsih just stared questioningly. But he had already guessed what the young man who had just met and already made this curious.

"His heart still loves him!"

Although true still this woman had choked and pounding her heart.

"So what should I do?" ask Nyi Warsih plain like a teenager who just knows love.

"Yes..married to the boss!" Adijaya smiled broadly as she said it.

Nyi Warsih was wrong. It was like going back to youth when Darma tried to seduce her with compliments that made her heart float.

Until the time of Carangcang Tihang the two fell silent in each other's minds.

The young man who just knew his story with Darma Koswara. But able to break the hardness of heart that has been built for a long time. Who is this young man really? The first person to survive the Wisa Site study. Is he a human or a god?

One of the men came to report.

"Darma's coming, Nyai!"

Nyi Warsih rushed forward followed by Adijaya. Until there Darma Koswara was very surprised to see Adijaya was already in the house of Nyi Warsih.

"You!" tuding Darma Koswara angry mixed in wonder. "Why are you here?"

Adijaya just smiled.

"You know him apparently!" darma Koswara to Nyi Warsih.

This woman did not show a proud face as usual when she met Darma Koswara or other villagers. His face was flat.

"I just met him this morning, isn't he your ex?" his voice is also flat.

"What's this?" Darma Koswara himself is confused.

"What's the Juragan here?" ask Adijaya.

"I told you yesterday that I wanted to avenge Ki Bayan's death!" darma Koswara.

"Forget it, you!"

"What do you mean?"

"You don't have to hide anymore. No need to pretend to hate. You still love Nyi Warsih..."

"Such a damn you!"

Darma Koswara was about to crash, but seeing Adijaya still did not move he became hesitant. He remembered Adijaya now was a warrior of digjaya.

"Juragan," said Adijaya slowly, then turned to Nyi Warsih. "Hey, cut off this hostility. It is never too late to re-knit the broken thread. By crocheting then the interlace will be more beautiful. There is no good created by this enmity,"

Somehow Adijaya's speech was like the words of a sesi who made everyone there like a sirep. Shut up and reflect. This young man himself laughed inwardly at his current behavior. "Do I have any new skills?" thought in the heart. He held back his laughter so as not to come out.

Darma Koswara's attitude began to soften. Shameful he looked at Nyi Warsih. Which is seen as a little nervous. There was a smile line on the lips of the woman though imperceptible.

"I must admit, her beauty has not faded. Adijaya, how could that kid be like this? If he is talented in silat as the teacher said, it is not strange. There are many young people like him. However, it was rare that one possessed such great strength as him. But what's even stranger is that he can read someone's heart." that's Darma Koswara's inner speech.

"Now there's nothing blocking you anymore" said Adijaya.

"There"! one voice answered, making everyone turn toward the source of the sound.