Swordsman Without a Name
Letting Go of Longing
Huang Pangcu returned the embrace of his beloved grandson. He smiled, a smile that imagined a million yearnings. Although they did not meet for a few months, it felt like a year.
Mei Lan also missed Huang Pangcu. But the old man missed him even more. She misses her grandson's spoiled nature, misses the pull of her beard, she misses Mei Lan everything.
All this time, Huang Pangcu had cared for and cherished him wholeheartedly. The relationship between the two is no longer that of grandfather and grandson. Except like a parent and child.
Parents and children are the closest and most intimate relationships. Besides that, is there a closer relationship than that?
"How could Yaya not come? Yaya already misses you so much, even if the storm comes, Yaya will still try to come here just because she wants to meet you," Huang Pangcu said as he pinched Mei Lan's nose.
The girl smiled. He's very happy. All this time, only Huang Pangcu could understand about him. All along, only the old geezer had always been by his side.
Mei Lan added tightly to her embrace. He was not ashamed to see so many people. Even if there were some people who sneered at her, the girl would still not be ashamed.
'Now that my granddaughter has grown up, you're also getting more beautiful. The older you get, the more you look like your mother. If he was still there, he would be happy to see his daughter was this big, Huang Pangcu's inner voice while stroking the head of Mei Lan who was now leaning on his shoulders.
The pair of old eyes were staring far ahead. The sadness and suffering of life are very clear in his eyeballs. Huang Pangcu sighed. He breathed a little, but the suffering of his life was very much.
Do all human beings experience their own suffering? Does every human experience this?
Huang Pangcu with Mei Lan and Cakra Buana then sat back on the black stone. The three sat facing each other.
The cool breeze of spring feels very refreshing. The whole body and soul have been made lulled by the comfortable feeling that nature provides.
Before Huang Pangcu spoke, Cakra Buana the Nameless Swordsman had spoken first.
"Wait a minute, I'll go first" he said without further ado.
Just as his words were done, his body had floated five six spears away. In just a moment, the Cakra Buana had disappeared from the sight of the two eyes.
Huang Pangcu stunned. The old grandfather was more and more amazed to the young man of Pasundan Land. A few months ago, he knew very well that the science of lightening the body of Cakra Buana was not that high.
Who would have thought, it turns out that a few months later, his abilities had already increased by several times. Unknowingly he breathed back. His face depicted confusion and excitement.
"Has he been good to you all this time?" huang Pangcu asked Mei Lan affectionately.
"He was very kind to me Yaya,"
"During wandering together, has he ever done anything rude to you?"
"Never, ever,"
"A little no?"
"Not at all,"
Huang Pangcu looked at Mei Lan with a probing gaze. He knew that his granddaughter did not dare to lie to him. Every time he spoke, the old man was convinced that his grandson was always honest. And the reality is like that. All this time, Mei Lan was taught to always be honest with anyone. Especially to Huang Pangcu himself.
Although the old man was confident in his grandson, he was not entirely sure of Cakra Buana. Speaking of women, the chairman of the Kay Pang Pek association was indeed not too trusting of the Nameless Swordsman.
"Let's remember, maybe you forgot. It is possible that he has done something disrespectful to you" Huang Pangcu said in a soft voice.
To make someone honest, sometimes we are forced to behave and talk as well as possible. Especially for women. Incidentally, his grandson was a woman. What a beautiful woman.
"Never Yaya. I remember everything, he never did anything. Never do anything indecent, even yelling or talking rudely to me never did" Mei Lan told Huang Pangcu.
The girl knew the reason why her grandfather said so. He didn't blame her, not at all. Mei Lan only regretted, why did her grandfather not immediately believe all of her words?
Is he now considered different, not like before? Or does his grandfather not believe in every word?
"Goodoo. Yaya was happy to hear that. Do not misjudge, Yaya does not believe in you anymore or whatever, Yaya asks so far because Yaya knows, how the character of the young man is towards women. Moreover, a beautiful woman like you," said Huang Pangcu as if knowing what his grandson was thinking.
Mei Lan did not reply. He didn't say anything. After hearing the explanation just now, the girl only understood completely.
"Having been together lately, what have you got?" ask the old man back.
"A lot. I've learned a lot of life lessons, I understand the reality of life, I also understand how to live life,"
"Other than that?"
"In addition, Mei Lan also learned how to be happy in suffering,"
Happy in suffering, what do these words mean? Is it true that there are people who can be happy in suffering? If there is and can be, how do you do it?
"good. Meaning he was actually carrying out all the tasks of Yaya," Huang Pangcu smiled as he nodded his head.
"Tasks? Yaya gave her what assignment?"
"You won't understand. You won't know forever,"
Mei Lan immediately opened her mouth, if her grandfather decided he would not tell, then whenever he would not tell.
By the time the two continued talking, suddenly a dwarf approached him. That person was wearing tight clothes, it was light green, his face looked cute. Especially his other body.
The person walked increasingly closer towards Huang Pangcu and Mei Lan.
"There is a care from a friend of Huang Pangcu, he wants to give this wine from Kanglam as a sign of friendship. And also, he gave this green tea to Miss Huang as a sign of introduction," said the dwarf as he stuck out his hands giving wine and green tea.
Mei Lan was still fairly innocent, once the dwarf thrust the two kinds of urns to her, she then took it for granted.
"Thank you," she replied gently with a smile.
Mei Lan immediately opened the lid of the urn. He then intends to drink it immediately, while the dwarf is still waiting in front of him.
Wutt!!! Pyarrr!!!
The wine jar in Huang Pangcu and Mei Lan's hands suddenly shattered into pieces. Arak and green tea that was in the urn instantly fell on the black stone where they were standing.
