Story of Maung Kulon

For Arak

The night is getting late. Breezy sea breeze blows cold and friendly hit the body. The sounds of owls and crickets sounded earthy. One by one, visitors started to leave the restaurant.

There are only a few people there. It was also rarely anyone who spoke, because they were enjoying the warmth given by a jug of wine or palm wine.

Cakra Buana and Sinta Putri were silent. No one spoke from their mouths anymore. The beautiful girl rubbed her palms and then taped to the right and left cheeks to reduce the cold.

The Buana chakra that had been silent, even began to sleepy, was now suddenly fresh. As soon as the two cheeks of the girl met red, Cakra Buana grew even more stupefied. She looked even more beautiful with those rosy cheeks.

"Are you cold?" ask Cakra Buana innocently.

Anyone who says this in the presence of a beautiful woman, if not a stupid man, is certainly a gerogi man so confused looking for another conversation.

In the author's heart, he was eager to curse Cakra Buana. Someone who rubs both palms and then taped to the cheek, yes it must be cold. Where would anyone do something like that?

Hearing Cakra Buana's silly words, the Wingless Angel simply smiled and shook his head slowly.

"Then why did you do that?" tanya Cakra Buana began to be curious again.

"I'm hungry" replied the girl innocently as well.

"The food is ready soon. But, I just first saw a hungry man rubbing his palms and then on the cheek," said the young man puzzled.

"Hihihi," the soft laughing voice of the Wingless Angel sounded again. "Rear, why are you asking such a thing anyway? Everywhere people who do something like this are cold. You ask again. Isn't that ridiculous?"

Cakra Buana was silent again. His shame was piling up. He died a flea in front of this beautiful and very smart woman. All my life, it feels like Cakra Buana has just experienced something like this.

"Emm, you could have done it for some other reason" he said, not to lose.

"Maybe it can. But almost everyone does this because they feel cold," replied Sinta Putri.

Cakra Buana was silent again. He really felt like a fool. His hand then poured the wine in the jug into a small cup of bamboo.

"Do you like to drink wine or wine?"

"No,"

"Why? Though this is delicious. Especially if it is cold like it is now. It fits perfectly,"

"I don't like wine. Is delicious?"

"of course. Your throat and stomach will feel warm. Wanna try?"

The Wingless Angel looked doubtful. After thinking for a while, he finally nodded slowly.

"May, but I just want to try it a little bit,"

"Good,"

Cakra Buana takes the cup from bamboo. Then he immediately poured some wine.

The Wingless Angel received it, then slowly he tried to drink.

Not long after the wine went down the throat, the beautiful girl frowned.

"It feels so weird,"

"If you just try, it will indeed feel strange," said Cakra Buana who continued to drink his wine.

Cakra Buana. He didn't expect to get something like this. After all, of course he would not refuse. The young man nodded then thrust out a cup.

The girl poured wine with a gentle, gentle gesture. As soft as her white skin.

Although it was not obvious, but the girl saw that the cup was slightly shaking. He was silent, pretending not to know. Once the cup is full, the Cakra Buana immediately brings it closer to the mouth.

While the girl directly propped up the chin with both palms on the table, showing Cakra Buana who will drink.

"Why did you see me?" cakra Buana asked again nervously.

"No. I just want to see a handsome man drink," she replied slightly teasingly.

Cakra Buana was really happy. I don't know what last night had a dream so as to get a windfall. But behind that, his nervousness was also no less great with his pleasure.

Because it continues to be forced, Cakra Buana also began to drink. But his eyes did not stare at the cup. Instead, those eyes were precisely staring at the face of the angel in front of him.

"Hihihi," The Wingless Angel laughed giggling while covering her mouth with her hands.

At first the young man was unconscious and still looked at the face that was getting more beautiful when laughing. But then, he only realized that the most embarrassing event of any kind, had just happened.

The cup is stuck to the mouth. But the wine did not go into the throat. But the wine even fell to the table so that the sound of water splashing sounded.

"If you drink, do not daydream" said the girl, flirting.

"Euu, aanu, anu,"

Cakra Buana could not finish his speech. She's shy. If it was just shy, maybe what he now feels is his great-grandfather embarrassed.

If until the warriors knew of this incident, he would definitely become everyone's laughingstock.

He was known as a famous swordsman, famous for his great knowledge, and never felt afraid of any fight. But tonight, he was already made embarrassed even his body was made to tremble just from facing a girl.

Cakra Buana's self-esteem is falling. If his body was only made of wax, maybe now he has melted into liquid because it is not strong to resist embarrassment.

Fortunately, the cooking came. Without much further ado, the two immediately devoured the warm food. Cakra Buana ate first so that he would not do any more foolish acts.

After eating, the two of them still stayed there and said a few things. Especially the Wingless Angel who asks where Cakra Buana is going next.

"I will seek clearer information about the slander that befell me. Before I do any other task, I have to clear up the matter first so as not to become a hindrance" Cakra Buana said.

"really. After all, you should be able to clear your name again," the Wingless Angel said.

"Sure, that's for sure I'll do as soon as possible. Whoever is behind all this trouble, I will not forgive him" said Cakra Buana turned resolute with a blazing spirit.

"I like a real man like you" said the Wingless Angel.

"Thank you," he replied, looking down because Cakra Buana did not dare to look at his face.

"You want me to pour some more wine?" tanyanya tempt.

"Ah, no, no. Thank you," said the young man hurriedly refused.

"For my wine to bear this much shame. Haishh, put where my face would be if all the warriors knew," muttered Cakra Buana lirih.

The young man did not realize that the girl before him had heard his murmur. It was just that he chose to be quiet while holding back his laughter.