Mertolulut: Swordsman Sakti Without a Tanding

Raining

“Well,“ that day feels different. The sky is back dark. Cloudy clouds continued to cover the sunlight. And occasional lightning snaps. With the water down.

“How the hell is this?“ the princess was confused. That part of the cave was completely unable to protect them. Water from the front is pouring. That part is not protected at all. Ronggo didn't make a roof to shade it. He thought only for a while. Until the water breaks free. If it is shaded with wide foliage, it may be a little protective. This is totally gone. Let alone strong leaves, woven coconut leaves are arranged, which can shade and resist the overflow of water, also not made. Otherwise, the bamboo made room, so that it will be more comfortable protective. All just because of the assumption to stay soon in a place full of nestapa it.

“Why?“

“If not tiger, snake, it's raining,“ said the Princess complained. There's just a plan. Disturbance also gives a sense of horror. On the sides of fear. Which man cannot resist. In this silence, the feeling continues to accompany. To defeat the courage. And his bravery, sometimes greater than expected. But a sense of silence, making the occasional fear alight. Until it grows a sense of courage to re-expose.

“Iya.“

“Cold,“ he said started shivering. The water that continues to flutter, making the change of atmosphere faster. The body also has no power to hold it. Although not all the water that falls from the sky penetrates to the outer skin. But the splash from the side of the rocks, remains unstoppable. Moreover, the wind also dragged him in to wet the part.

“Sini kind of in,“ said Ronggo. Nothing can be expected of him now. Help has also been lost. There is only a little bit of survival. For something uncertain. It might not even stop. But with the remaining spirit. There is also hope that a good day will come soon.

“Freeness also.“

“Can there “

“Quiet. Later also reda.“

The princess could only be silent. He shifted, looking for a more sheltered place. He headed towards the slightly deeper part of the cave wall. So wet did not reach him. There Ronggo already occupied it. The man felt the same way. He might even be more afraid. What is expected. If you get out of the area, maybe there is no hope of returning happy. All are gone too. Can not return to the family, to relatives, relatives, as well as all members of the environment, it is completely not owned. All have been taken away with the arrival of a disaster that makes his joy continue to disappear. Now only the walls of the cave slightly reduce this agonizing cold.

He did not expect his suffering to continue to grow.

Only Ronggo was with him this time and to just give warmth, among the coldness that accompanied him.

That the rain makes it cold, that's for sure. That the cold is getting noticeably colder, it's worth it. In accordance with the weather that accompanies it. And the cold brought about a change in taste. For the warmth that awaits.

While this cave can not protect. Just reaping a wish, so that all that is unstoppable will soon disappear. To leave it again, on its sunyinya, for a sense of ever more distant. Until it returns as it was.

Only the heart can warm. What is missing. With the end of the gaze. Somewhere around the corner.

Piercingly. Then vanished. On the other side.