Swordsman Without a Name

Shy Blushed

Dusk. The Nameless Swordsman was sitting casually in a riverfront saung in the area of Hua Sun Mountain. The breeze blew the leaves quietly. The river flows slowly, the water is clear. Water bubbles are created because not far from there there happens to be a waterfall high enough.

Yellowed dry leaves float carried by the water currents. The big fish seemed to swim to and fro quietly.

Spring has arrived. The smell of cherry blossoms and other flowers is smelled so that it can arouse taste.

Cakra Buana is sitting alone. As usual, in his right hand was a jar of fragrant wine that he bought in the tavern before leaving for the place.

The discussion at the tavern had been over since this afternoon. That's why he's here now. The other companions were still there, but Cakra Buana decided to go alone.

Regarding what the purpose is, no one knows because the young man did not say anything to them.

The young man of Tanah Pasundan suddenly took out a bamboo flute that was always at his waist. Flute for a long time. The simple flute he had obtained was currently about to set off for this Tionggoan Land.

A melodious sound was immediately heard coming out from the flute. The tone shrieked high, then slowly, then changed again.

Quiet atmosphere, beautiful flute sound.

The song that was sung was a beautiful song. A song of longing.

Is he missing? If so, to whom is the miss addressed?

His eyes began to close. But the flute game is not over. The longer, the game Cakra Buana actually more melodious. He himself was already fused within it.

At such a moment, his ears suddenly heard a voice. Shortly after, a human voice sounded by his side.

"Beautiful flute game,"

A soft voice was clearly heard in his right ear.

Flute game instantly stopped. A pair of eyes that had been closed was immediately opened again.

Sian - li Bwee Hua.

At her sight the beautiful woman was looking at Cakra Buana's face gently. A sweet smile was thrown away. His eyes were warm and quiet. Like the sun in this twilight.

"I just learned. So it's impossible that my serling game is beautiful" Cakra Buana said, dismissing the woman's praise.

"But I think it's beautiful" Ling Ling replied insisting.

"But not as beautiful as your smile yet" the young man teased her.

The Bwee Flower Goddess instantly silenced her mouth. She blushed in shame. A pair of cheeks that were soft like snow were instantly flushed like tomatoes.

Cakra Buana himself immediately laughed out loud. He liked to see a woman blush as much as Ling Ling did today.

"I didn't think you'd help me again" the young man said after stopping his laughter.

"helpful? Meanin?" asked Ling Ling while frowning. The beautiful woman acted as if she did not understand.

"You don't pretend you don't know in front of me. I knew that the mysterious old grandmother who had suddenly appeared was yourself," Cakra Buana began to get serious.

Sian-li Bwee Hua was silent for a moment and then laughed out loud. Her laughter is sweet. The song of birds this afternoon. A pair of dimples looks tempting.

"It seems that after you managed to drink the Thousand Year's worth of Ginseng's boiled water, not only your inner strength increased. Even your instincts and sensibilities are just as heightened, too,"

"Not entirely true. I can tell that the old granny is you not because of the Thousand Year old Ginseng boiled water,"

"Then?" ling Ling asked increasingly curious.

"Because of yourself,"

Ling Ling was increasingly clueless with the words of the Nameless Swordsman. He was still waiting for the young man to speak further.

"When you first came, you looked at my face first. The people who were there were not just me. After all, at that time my position was in the midst of those people. And the one at the very edge was Mei Lan, the granddaughter of Huang Pangcu. If you think about it further, it is just strange. Why are you looking at me first? Why not Mei Lan? That is, indirectly, it indicates that you know me. Moreover, the radiance of your eyes contain such meaning,"

"Continue,"

"Continue,"

"And last, when you were leaving, you looked at me for the second time. Even at that moment you gave a warm smile. As bright as your eyes, now you understand, don't you?"

The Flower Goddess Bwee nodded slowly a few times. All the explanations of Cakra Buana make sense, he himself only realized this.

"That means I made a mistake?"

"More or less like that,"

"If I don't look at you first, or don't do what you said just now, will you still be able to know?"

"Of course,"

The woman frowned back. He's getting curious.

"Why would you know that old grandma was me?"

"Heart," Cakra Buana replied briefly.

Very short answer. Very homely. But it also greatly surprised the Goddess of Sakura Flowers.

His heart was instantly beating faster. Her cheeks are back.

What is he feeling right now? The young man only spoke a word, but why did a word make him behave wrong?

Do women always feel that way if a man talks like Cakra Buana just now?

"Heart?" tanyanya while affirming.

"Right," Cakra Buana nodded. "My heart will definitely tell you that it's you,"

Ling Ling was silent again. His pair of eyes instantly diverted looking at the mega up there. His right hand grabbed the grass and he pulled it slowly.

"Do you think the plan of the Blind Who Knows Everything will work?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

A woman, if she is embarrassed, usually she will immediately switch the conversation. I don't know what the purpose is. Obviously, things like this have often happened on the face of this earth.

"It will work" said Cakra Buana.

"You sure?"

"Very sure,"

"Why?"

"Because he's my best friend,"

A true friend is one who always believes in his own best friend. Just like what Cakra Buana is doing right now.

"He's lucky to have a best friend like you" Ling Ling said with a sigh.

"It's just the opposite. I am the lucky one to be his best friend" said Pendekar Unnamed.

"Why could that be?"

"Because he is a friend who never disappoints his own best friend,"

A great friend is one who never disappoints his best friend. Even though it's just a little.

"You're right, I'm wrong once again" lamented Sian-li Bwee Hua.