HEIR TO THE KNIGHTS JATAYU

HEIR TO THE KNIGHTS JATAYU
Semeru Waiting



Early in the morning the Cakra group was ready, they now plan to continue the journey by horse to save more energy, at first the villagers of Glagah Sari gave their horses sincerely as a form of gratitude to the group who had saved the village from destruction, but Cakra and his friends did not want to, they want to accept the horse as long as the citizens want to receive money worth the price of the horse.


With a heavy heart the citizens received the horse payment from the Cakra entourage.


Dozens of residents crowded the village pendopo yard to release the departure of Cakra and his friends, many residents who had returned to the village after hearing the state of the village was safe to accompany their departure.


Evidence that what was done by Cakra gained sympathy from the villagers of Glagah Sari.


Cakra's entourage slowly left the village of Glagah Sari waving, after the party came out of the village gate then they pounded their horses faster.


The rattan stick god's grandfather now leads the way in front, Sardi and Kelana tail him behind him, while Cakra and Kenanga are at the very back.


" Cake, said Kenanga in front of the spring, we rest for a while to give this horse a drink, "cried Cakra to the grandfather god of rattan sticks.


The grandfather of the rattan stick god also slowed down the pace of his horse, this was also followed by others.


Sure enough, not long ago they had arrived at a clear spring, the place was very comfortable because it was clean and the trees that shade it were so shady that it became a suitable place to rest.


But in that place there was already a grandfather whose clothes were tattered camping with random hair talk by himself.


" How about the leg, we just continue the journey to find another spring, only,,! " invite Kenanga who does not like the existence of ragged grandfather camping near the spring.


" How's the cake,, ? " ask Cakra to the grandfather god of rattan sticks.


" Don't want to mas, we just rest here because our horse is thirsty from earlier. "


" Okay, let's just rest here" said Cakra.


Sardi and Kelana immediately filled their bags of water for the trip later, Kenanga swiftly prepared the supplies brought from the village of Glagah Sari to be enjoyed, while Cakra and the rattan stick god's grandfather brought their horse to a small stream of water sourced from the spring there, they let the horse drink with satisfaction, after being satisfied the horse was bathed all together to be more powerful when running.


After the provisions arranged by Kenanga were all finished, the group immediately surrounded the simple dish.


Cakra took a packet of rice with fish grilled rations then he gave it to the grandfather who was considered less sane.


Cakra placed the rice packet in front of the mad grandfather, for a moment the mad Grandfather looked at Cakra, instantly his face hardened and his gaze became sharp as one glared.


" Be careful with slander, for slander quickly spreads like a fire that burns dry leaf leaves, remember the young man remembered, " said the grandfather half-shouting.


After saying that, mad grandfather became as usual again, he immediately grabbed the rice packet in front of him and ate it voraciously even impressed with the rush.


When Cakra returned to his entourage, he saw Kenanga's sour face, he didn't care about it, he immediately sat down and picked up the grilled yam that no one had touched from earlier.


" Why did you give your food to the mad grandfather, when it was I who prepared it for you, "suffled from the right side of Cakra.


" I saw him starving, so I gave him my food, " replied Cakra indifferently without turning his head.


" Well, aren't you hungry, then,,? "


Kenanga was shocked by Cakra's words, her two white cheeks were now red with embarrassment, but Kenanga's Hand tried to drag the rice in front of Cakra's mouth, unexpectedly by Kenanga Cakra did not refuse, even he opened his mouth, Kenanga also put the food into the mouth of Cakra so that the tip of Kenanga finger is kissed by the lips of Cakra.


From the tip of Kenanga's finger in Cakra's kiss, a subtle electric shock flowed into Kenanga's heart so that the swish in her heart made her cheeks flushed even more.


Three people in front of them pura do not know, they choose silence and pursue their own food.


" Father young man now, look not at the old around him, reminiscent of my youth alone, "inner in the heart of the rattan stick god grandfather.


Without caring about the others, Kenanga continued to feed Cakra, her heart blossoming flowers because it could be close to Cakra even bribing her.


Sardi who knew himself finished his meal quickly, he immediately stood up to pick up a drink straight from the fresh spring, which he had, Kelana also followed what was done by Sardi then after drinking they sat some distance from where they ate.


The grandfather of the rattan stick god cursed in his heart because he was in his own residence by Sardi and Kelana, he felt stiff facing two young men who were feeding.


Finally the god grandfather of rattan sticks also finished his meal then headed to the spring to drink and wash his face.


Seeing the rigid gelagat from his friend made Cakra understand, he immediately finished his meal as well then led them on their way following the sharp eyes of the mad grandfather until their bodies were nowhere to be seen again as they were far away.


" How long will we get to Mount Semeru dinda,, ? " ask Cakra while running his horse relaxed because indeed they are not in a hurry.


Uhhhuk.


When she heard Cakra calling herself by dinda, she stopped the horse's path and put on a surprised face to Cakra, because this day she had received two treatments that made her heart flower from Cakra.


" Why,,,? don't you like me calling you dinda,,? " ask Cakra.


" No, no, no, no, I really like being called by the leg, " answered Kenanga stammered.


" Then let's go don't stare there, then,,! "


Kenanga who is aware of his actions then runs his horse again, then he was close to Cakra not as big as this, he said, however at this time he felt unable to walk beside Cakra so he was slightly behind Cakra while looking at Cakra's back.


But instead Cakra slowed down the pace of his horse menjajari Kenanga increasingly nervous.


" You haven't answered my question yet" said Cakra softly.


" Huh, which question, huh,,? " ask Kenanga in surprise.


" It is still a long way to go to Mount Semeru dinda,,,? " say Cakra gaam.


" I'm sorry, maybe if our fast five-day journey has arrived, but if the journey is slow like this it will be eight more days, " replied Kenanga.


" It's still a long way, then let's race to get there fast,,! " said Cakra while pounding his horse to run faster.


But Kenanga did not want to spur her horse faster, because she wanted to stay longer with Cakra, she did not want to get to Mount Semeru and then parted ways with Cakra.