Sharing Love: Puspita East & West

Farther Rijiger

After days of climbing mountains and valleys, Schultz finally reached a town. He entered the city leisurely and his face bowed. The soldiers guarding the gate did not notice him at all.

“Cih! They were arrogant once just because they could beat us once,” grumbled Schultz in a soft voice. His eyes fluttered here and there even with a bowed face. He observes every detail of the city and the activities of its inhabitants.

“Sial! I haven't eaten since yesterday. My supplies were also exhausted,” Schultz reached into the pouch when suddenly his stomach rang. He can only curse repeatedly and curse his misfortune. To him, God is unfair. He has been abandoned and cast out in the midst of his enemies. His faith had disappeared completely. Only revenge was currently residing in his heart.

“Uncle, Uncle,” the voice of a small child is heard in Schultz's ear. When the young man turned his head, he found a boy holding out a piece of bread to him, “Uncle, this is for you.”

“Ha? Are you insulting me, boy?” schultz said he would not accept bread from the little boy. He even showed a sinister face with the appearance of his seedy mountain man. With a high intonation, he shouted at the boy in his native language, “Fucking base! You thought I'd receive such despicable food.”

The boy was surprised. His eyes widened to see how terrifying Schultz's figure was suddenly enraged. Her tears spilled instantly. He retreated slowly and put down his bread in the hope that the evil uncle would not chase after him. After the perfect bread was placed in a fairly clean place, the boy ran while crying sobbing.

“Ck!” decak Schultz, who then returned. He continued his journey with a piercing hunger. Worms in his stomach have begun to protest for feeding. In fact, they are just parasites that give nothing but harm.

Schultz kept looking around. He tried to memorize every street in this city. Unfortunately, it can no longer walk because of depleted energy and unresolved hunger. His eyes immediately sparkled when he saw a bakery. He wanted to eat the bread, even if it was just a little.

“Hai! Get the fuck out of here! You're disturbing the view in front of my shop. Other customers become uncomfortable because of you,” maki the store owner.

Schultz growled in annoyance. If only he was in good shape, he would have torn the man to shreds with his sword. Ah!? His sword was gone somewhere. He only has a dagger now. Unable to comment, he left the store. His mouth was muttering something. His heart curses the terrible misfortune that befalls him, while he is helpless.

The son of the Royal Family de Raiziger continued to circle the city. Whenever he saw the shop, he always stopped in front of him. However, he would soon be expelled from there shortly afterwards. It was due to its poor appearance and smell. No one wants to get close to him. They thought that Schultz was a lost madman.

When the sun began to touch the contest, while the clouds turned red because of the rays, Schultz had not yet received a bit of food. He kept walking and walking. His eyes suddenly pierced something he was looking for.

Bread! There was a loaf of bread lying on the side of the road. The bread was already a little dusty, but it still looked good in Schultz's very starving eyes. He also grabbed it without a second thought. He ate the Rati who had caught wind of it.

Schultz sat down after filling his stomach a little. He was not at all aware that it was his place to curse the boy who offered him a loaf of bread, while the bread he ate was the same bread he had rejected earlier this morning. His eyes soon blurred. His consciousness disappeared. He fell asleep in an alley until morning came.

A loaf of bread was seen in front of Schultz as he woke up. At first, he was a little confused. His face turned to the right and left, making sure no one else was nearby. After being satisfied with doing so, he took the bread just like that.

His stomach is filled. His strength was also quite recovered with an overnight rest. He is ready to continue his mission. As he left the alley, two children came out of their hiding place. The two discussed with each other, then left the alley just like that.

“Damn it! I was in vain to memorize these streets. I can't remember at all,” grumbled Schultz with a language from his home country, “The organization is too cruel to give me the task to map a city of this size.”

Duk!

Schultz who was walking while downcast suddenly hit someone. He was eager to curse so hard. However, he was unable to do so due to his dry throat. He also raised his face. His eyes instantly widened when he saw that the person he had hit was a man wearing the uniform of a soldier of the Java Land Alliance.

“Pak,” call the man again.

“Go! Don't bother me,” said Schultz who immediately stepped back just like that. He passed the man without a care. His goal was simply to go as far away from the man.

“Stop!” firmly the man in the warrior uniform, “You must come with us to do the inspection.”

“What?” Schultz. Heart's pounding. Cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead. It's his fate if he gets caught by the man in uniform. He decided to ignore it and speed up his pace.

“Sekelut Rijiger!” snapped the man made Schultz very gasp, but not to fall, “Stop and follow us quietly!”

Schultz really stopped. He rubbed his hair and found his hands instantly dirty by the dark color. He also smiled bitterly. It turns out that her hair paint has worn off. It is fitting that it can be recognized immediately.

“Cih! Don't think I'll just turn myself in,” murmured Schultz in an indistinct voice. He threw a shabby robe that covered his outer clothes, and immediately ran away from the man.

The man in uniform was quite surprised. Especially with a smelly robe that suddenly hit his head. He immediately ran after his fugitive. If he failed again this time, the search for that person would become even more difficult.

“Damn it! God is so unfair!” umpat Schultz while running with his smelly body. Every time he passed by, people would immediately step aside. The smell of his body that was not covered in robes gushed within a few meters of him.

“She's there!” the screams of a soldier made Schultz very surprised. He sped up as if filled with energy. Luckily the exit gate was not too far away from him. He passed through the gate without caring about the guards who were jolted by his presence.

“Pursuit continue! Do not let him escape,” a thunderous shout followed by a group of soldiers who suddenly came out of the city gate. They also scattered in all directions and followed every inch of the forest carefully. Unfortunately, the wanted fugitive could not be found either.

Schultz hid face down under a large rock. He could not get up, let alone stand up. The hole in the rock was very small. A little boy won't even crawl into it. Schultz had to go to great lengths to get wedged in that narrow rock.

Several times the legs of the soldiers and residents passed through his place. Because of this, Schultz was completely unable to get out until nightfall. He also walked in the middle of darkness. His body was cold because it was no longer wrapped in a robe that had sacrificed for his safety this afternoon. He could only walk and keep walking.

The sudden downpour added to Schultz's list of misfortunes. The young man was unceasingly cursing as if the curse could save him. In fact, all the events that happened to him were also because of his own stupidity.

In the thick forest, in the torrential rain, Schultz found hope. He saw a small hut that was burning. Looking at that light, there was definitely someone inside. If there was anyone in it, there would be food there.

Schultz prepared his dagger. For the sake of getting food and shelter, he did not care even though his hands had to be drenched in blood. He also walked there. As the distance was getting closer to the hut, suddenly the door of the hut opened and an old man was seen standing upright there.

“Son, put down your weapon and enter quietly!” said the old man in a soft voice, but sounded resolute. The dagger in Schultz's hand fell. The courage in the young man's chest shrieked. If only the old man had not called out to him once more, he might have died in the courtyard of the little hut.