Mertolulut: Swordsman Sakti Without a Tanding
Goa
After eating the food that could be bred, they returned to the road. Stomach full. Energy also recovered. His abilities are also enhanced. So they easily passed through the area.
“It's a little lush,“ said Ronggo Bintoro found a pretty good place. It was not far from the beautiful area before. But not very close either. Because their steps this time have been so tough to pass through the complicated jungle streets at the foot of the hill.
“What is it?“ ask Princess. He looked at her in astonishment.
“Goa lah,“ clear Ronggo. There is no better place than that. Besides being available by nature. Also the cliff is able to protect from all weather that is easily changed. Cold wind, morning fog that occurs in the mouth. Also during the day, where the hot sun stings its rays. In it will be able to reduce this suffering.
“There are no other animals? Usually a comfortable place so, there are only animals who first use it for personal purposes.“
“Awhile I researched this cave first, if what you are worried about really becomes a reality.“
Ronggo. From the end of one, to the end of the next. Who knows, said his colleague, there are wild animals in it. Happy that there are animals, good to eat. If found dangerous animals, it will make fear envelop themselves. Or even make a woe, if the wild animal is some kind of tiger or viper.
This Goa niche is on a hill wall. It is not deep, but elongated. Very quaint. Unlike most caves in general, which usually goes to an infinite depth. Or through a hill vertically like a well, to meet the flow of water at its base, which became a precursor to the creation of a cave niche in, to a very far, far away, even to the end of the ocean where the water flow meets the vast ocean, which becomes the bottom of a water journey.
“It's safe. There are no other residents besides us. Here rest,“ said the Ronggo after sure the place is empty.
The princess was happy for him and then tried to sit down.
“You don't get close. Slightly here and there sitting, ih..“ said the Princess while pushing Ronggo who seems to want to stay close together. Either it was cold or there was a mystery that only the uncle knew.
Ronggo just smiled and shifted. Few enough.
“Bikin campfire again why Uncle Tor,“ said Putri Cipto Rini felt a bit cold. It looks good if there is a heater. Even if it's just fire.
“Do not call it name!“ ronggo Bintoro.
“Whose name?”
“Ronggo Bintoro.“
“Mouth-mouth cave. Why is it called unwilling?“ said the Princess slightly pursed her lips.
“May?“
“Aa Ron or Bin will be good in the ears.“ Ronggo provides the best solution.
The princess continued to sneer. “Cave area.“
Ronggo can only be manyun.
Then he said, “if we make fire in front of here later the smoke goes here all.“
“Begin with it first,“ said Ronggo while sitting back. Let go of all fatigue.
“Nih, eat leftover meat just now.“
Point at
The princess remained silent.
Said Ronggo again, “enak nih near here. There was a wall niche with a slightly flat back, compared to the other side that was quite elongated. But not everything is good for backrest.“
“Dirty yes,“ said Putri feels uncomfortable being in such a quiet place.
“Lumayan net really,“ said Ronggo. At least when compared to near the river or other places, which they previously passed.
“This is leaf wear. Make sweeping.“
Both of them rose again to clean the cave that is elongated but not deep. By using foliage from short plants as a broom. And the tip of the spear to reveal the stones of a fist. They try to make the flat floor more enjoyable to live on.
“Warm service.“
At least the wind just came from the front. The other side is protected. In the open, it is only protected by hollow rocks that are not necessarily shaped.
