Swordsman Without a Name
A Couple of Happy Lover
Wutt!!!
The Nameless Swordsman floated backwards then immediately stepped aside. The sharp wind whirred past half a meter in front of his face.
Blarr!!!
Two trees of size large enough to have been smashed into pieces due to the wind earlier.
The vibration was so loud that the ground around also shook.
Along with all these events, he saw a human shadow figure floating from inside the cave. The shadow is pink. The smell of the rose is clearly smelled when the human shadow arrives outside the cave.
Without saying anything more, the pink shadow instantly lunged at Cakra Buana with its dangerous attack.
Scarves of the same color crashing forward intending to entwine. Followed later by a light blue-gloved sword that threatens the throat of the Nameless Swordsman.
Two attacks were launched simultaneously and at high speed. If only someone else was targeted, it was certain that he would not be able to survive anymore.
But Cakra Buana is no one else. He's a Nameless Swordsman. A young warrior whose abilities had already reached the top.
Trapp!!! Trapp!!!
The sword and shawl were already restrained by both of his hands. It can be ascertained that the two weapons are not able to escape again from the grip.
Who would have thought, at that moment, suddenly the right leg of the opponent who was thought to be a girl was kicking towards the belly of the Nameless Swordsman.
Not wanting to be hit by the opponent's attack, Cakra Buana forcedly jumped backwards and released the sword and shawl.
"Where do people dare disturb you my home?" the girl spoke deeply.
The look in his eyes was very sharp as if he could stab anything in front of him.
The Nameless Swordsman stood dumbstruck. The girl before him at this moment was truly beautiful. Even her beauty was almost on par with Ling Ling. The girl's face had turned great.
But even though his face changed, his voice did not change at all. The sound is still the same as before. Still melodious. Still loud. Cakra Buana is very remembered and knows who the owner of the voice is.
Who else if not Sinta Putri Wulansari the Wingless Angel?
Is correct. Indeed, the girl in front of him today is none other than the Wingless Angel.
The woman he had longed for. The woman who always appears in her daydreams. The woman who always imagined and always came in her sunyin dreams.
"A-are you a Wingless Angel?" cakra Buana asked with slightly trembling lips.
Can not be denied, he was nervous after a long time did not meet.
"Why, if not why? You're a man, what are you doing here? Hemm, you bastard. Feel this …"
The Wingless Pawn attacked back while snapping loudly. The Beautiful Sword of her Khayangan trembled then immediately launched twelve stabs in just a very short time.
Along with that, his scarf also took part. The scarf hardened then once it reached the distance where its opponent was standing instantly turned limp and immediately wrapped around it from top to bottom.
The only part of Cakra Buana that is not wrapped is its neck upwards. And at that moment, the tip of the sword belonging to the Wingless Angel was already right in front of his throat.
"Just tell me who you are and what's your goal?" ask him with cruelty.
In fact, he did not like the presence of others in the cave where he lived all this time.
In addition, Sian-li Bwee Hua did not interfere at all. Not because he was afraid or so, just that the girl felt that there was another problem behind the current events.
"My goal here is to find you" replied Cakra Buana calmly.
He was not involved in fear or trepidation at all. Even a sweet smile he threw at the Wingless Angel.
The girl in front of him frowned. He was familiar with the voice of this man, but a second later he shook his head.
He remembered very well, if indeed the young man before him right now was the person he was waiting for, it felt impossible. Because the Wingless Angel still remembers very well how his face.
"Tell me who you really are?"
His voice is getting violent. His eyes are getting sharper too.
Without feeling the Cakra Buana himself praised in his heart. Just left for some time, it turns out that the Wingless Angel has changed a lot. Changed totally. Especially in terms of science.
Although only a glance, Cakra Buana is very confident that the girl of his heart has succeeded in perfecting the inheritance of his teacher so that it clearly feels his ability has reached the top.
"Do you really not know who I am anymore?" ask Cakra Buana with a frown.
"Who are you really?" ask Sinta more firmly.
"Aii, it turns out you've completely forgotten me. I haven't left you in two years,"
The Heart of the Wingless Angel trembled. His body was also shaking. Both knees felt weak. Standing up must also exert a lot of energy.
His memory soon wandered far away. He recalled the events that had passed but always remembered in his mind.
The night wind blows back. The clothes of three people who were on sometimes the grass of Mount Toru Dewa fluttered because of it. The moon is already hanging in space. Thousands of stars had already appeared.
"You, Brother Cakra Buana?" ask her with trembling lips.
The scarf that binds the body of Cakra Buana slowly begins to be pulled back. The tip of the sword threatening his throat had also been lowered.
"really. It's me, Cakra Buana" he replied one word at a time.
It was like lightning struck his body. The entire body of the Wingless Angel trembled even more violently. After all, he felt like this was a dream.
The dream he always looked forward to. The dream he had hoped for would soon be realized.
Is this really just a dream? Or is it a reality?
"Back, is this really you?" ask him again while affirming.
Cakra Buana nodded while throwing a smile. The sweet and warm smile that had always been imagined in the silence of the Wingless Angel.
The branch!!!
The sword fell down on the rocks. The shawl is weakly drooping. Just like his body. The girl ran towards Cakra Buana. Without saying anything more, he hugged the young man tightly. Real tight.
Cakra Buana returned his embrace warmly anyway.
Both of them hugged me warmly. So romantic.
A pair of lovers who have loved each other, lovers who have not seen each other for a long time, have now met again suddenly, how could they not be happy?
Wingless Angel crying. We cry because we feel so happy.
Meanwhile on the other hand, Sian-li Bwee Hua sighed. He doesn't know how to behave. Should I feel happy too? Or should I cry? Stay there, or go without saying goodbye?
