Story of Maung Kulon

Couple of Lover

Two days have passed. Cakra Buana is already far from the Kingdom of Tunggilis. During those two days, he had not experienced any happenings while on the trip. Even Cakra Buana does not stop much except doing things that he thinks are important.

The condition is still early morning. The holy dew still dripped gracefully on the green foliage. Cakra Buana walks in a calm but definite step.

His stomach was hungry for stuffing. Not far from where he stood now, he found a small village. Without thinking much more, Cakra Buana immediately went there.

Before long, the young man had arrived at the village. There was no gate that mentioned the name of the village. Quickly, he immediately looked for a restaurant that was already open.

If in a village, the restaurant will definitely open early in the morning. For the people here will wake up and begin to work before the light of the land.

After walking several tens of steps, he finally found a tavern. Cakra Buana entered the tavern and ordered food.

There are two tables with long benches. Cakra Buana picks in the most corner benches. Inside the shop were three local residents who were preparing to do their jobs.

This shop is not fancy. It is even more fitting to be called a hut. The walls are woven only from bamboo.

After a while of waiting, the order had already come. Cakra Buana immediately finished his meal. The meal was over, and soon he paid for it.

After that, he immediately stepped foot to leave immediately. From the conversation of the residents, it turns out that he is currently in the village of Baleendah. Actually it is not important, because Cakra Buana only intends to go wherever he wants.

For his purposes, up to this point he had no idea which place to go. All that mattered was one, he wanted to forget all the sadness in his heart.

Unfortunately he couldn't, the sadness was always overshadowing his every breath.

Sadness always comes to people. There is no way to get rid of that sadness except for himself. Only you decide whether to stay in the grief, or to move on from the sadness.

Cakra Buana does not yet understand this theory. So for some time, his life was always empty because of the sadness itself.

No man is free from sorrow. There is no human being who cannot feel happiness. Both things have been ingrained in man since he was born.

To set him free, return to man himself. The sad thing that creates is yourself. Happy as well. So the key, it's on you. Not anyone else.

As Cakra Buana was walking back down a forest, suddenly his sharp ears heard that a fight was going on.

Without further ado, he immediately headed to the source of the voice with the science of lightening his body. Buana's chakra perched on a tree quite high while observing the fight.

A pair of lovers were fighting desperately against one old swordsman. Both seem to be in a great position. The man was currently fighting fiercely. Even though his body was covered in wounds, he still tried his hardest to fight his enemy.

While the woman was still holding back the pain. His body was also full of injuries.

Buana's chakra hasn't moved yet, she still wants to know the circumstances even further.

"Please hand over the thing so that I will not kill you" said the old swordsman who was a man armed with a sword.

"I told you it wasn't in my hands" replied the young man.

"Bailklah, then today you must go to the afterlife,"

Finished saying, the old man attacked again. The attack was far more devastating than before. It seemed like he really meant to kill these lovers.

In just the next few strikes, the young man had been knocked down with a foot kick that was ##very hard. He crashed into a tree and his mouth spewed out fresh blood.

Seeing the incident, the spirit of the defender of the truth Cakra Buana blazed. He floated down beautifully. Even when it landed on the ground, it did not let out the slightest sound.

Without much talking, the Swordsman Maung Kulon directly attacked the old warrior with a vicious attack.

In view of the motion of the attack, Cakra Buana knew that the old swordsman had high abilities. Seen from the counterattack he launched was very full of tricks and full of energy.

Swordsman Maung Kulon dodged all those attacks lightly. To him, the attack felt ordinary. But every moment threatens his life.

His footwork was full of calmness and steadiness. Both of his hands fended off all of the opponent's attacks without touching his sword. Cakra Buana always targets the opponent's wrist or elbow. He doesn't want to take any chances.

One sword came.

The coming of the puncture is very fast and difficult to follow the eye. His sword trembled violently giving the air of wanting to kill the lumpy one.

A great attack. If it wasn't Cakra Buana, perhaps he wouldn't have been able to dodge the attack.

On the outskirts, the pair were looking at the fight with tense faces. If his helpers are unable to defeat the old man, then their lives will be threatened.

But who would have thought, when the sword thrust almost arrived at his neck, the helper who was none other than the Buana Chakra had tilted his body very quickly. He jumped up then down in the middle of the sword rod.

With a quick move, Cakra Buana managed to kick the old man's chin. He's been blown far back.

From his mouth came thick blood.

With overflowing anger that someone else was meddling in his affairs, the old man immediately stood back up and sent out another attack.

One time, three moves out. His sword glittered in the sunlight. The sabetan and the prick came very quickly. Even the two attacks carried a huge surge of power.

Cakra Buana knew that this time his opponent had unleashed full power. For that reason, Cakra Buana also began to issue his powerful stance.

The Tail Style Winding Buruan has been he neglected. Both of his hands turned flexible like a tiger's tail. Every stab and saber of the sword he managed to dodge with exquisite movements.

The body of the Cakra Buana is really like dancing under the onslaught of an opponent's sword. After a while, with a fierce movement, his right hand successfully wrapped around the wrist that was grasping the sword.

Once a flick, the sword fell to the ground.

Along with that, his left palm smashed into the chest of the old swordsman.

"Nrank …"

The old fighter was thrown far back. Back from his mouth came fresh blood.

Cakra Buana picked up the sword and threw it at its owner.

"Go away" said Cakra Buana briefly.

Without saying much, the old swordsman immediately moved away from there.

After that, the couple immediately approached Cakra Buana. Although their bodies were injured, they were both still able to walk.

"You're not papa?" ask Cakra Buana.

"No sir, thank you for helping us. Ehh. .. You-you?" the woman looked surprised to find out who the helper was.

Same with Cakra Buana. The two looked at each other for a while.