Swordsman Without a Name

Sadewo Single College

After the three of them were satisfied laughing, Cakra Buana again displayed a serious facial expression.

"Was there a waiter delivering dinner for you?"

"There is," replied the Wingless Angel quickly.

"You ate it?"

"No," said Sian-li Bwee Hua.

"Why?"

"Because I think it's too weird. Very odd,"

The Nameless Swordsman did not speak, he waited for his lover to continue.

"By the time the waiter delivered the food menu, it was already very late. It could be called almost midnight. Logically how could there be a dinner done at midnight?"

Dinner is usually done before midnight. If it's done at midnight, it's not called dinner. Except for the hunger that was not restrained.

"Where do you know it's almost midnight?" ask the Unnamed Swordsman further.

"Then the position of the moon was almost above the head. The natural environment is also very quiet. Besides, isn't the night getting quieter anyway? Incidentally, by the time the servant came here, things had already been very quiet" replied Sian-li Bwee Hua explaining.

The young man nodded his head in a sign of agreement. Now that he had just realized, it turned out that what Sian-li Bwee Hua said was indeed true.

Too bad he was too careless to be poisoned.

"Do you know who those people really are?"

"Know,"

"Who?"

"The men of Mr. Gandrung Kalapati …"

"You've known this since?"

The two girls nodded.

"How did you know?"

If since then the one who spoke was Sian-li Bwee Hua, then now it was the turn of the Wingless Angel who spoke.

"Because we haven't forgotten what happened this afternoon. Moreover, we remember Kakang's words, don't you think the aftermath of the problem will be long?"

Inevitably the Nameless Swordsman had to admit. From the beginning, he had suspected this.

"Now what should we do?" tanyanya tested the determination of two lovers.

"The problem is in sight. We've also been splashed, why not just swim?" said Sian-li Bwee Hua directly replied.

"Good, that's the answer I want" he replied with a laugh.

"Are we going to stay here?" ask Sinta.

"No, we have to go. Because they're definitely gonna come here and maybe bring down more people,"

"Well, let's go" Ling Ling asked.

The three young men immediately left the room. They slowly went down the stairs. His steps were not rushed.

The atmosphere of the inn was very quiet. No one is visible. Whether they were sleeping or where, obviously no one knew.

The atmosphere outside was even quieter. The howling of wolves sounded in the distance. The lanterns are starting to shut down. Some businesses are also completely dark.

It seemed like almost the people there were already sleeping. Walking into the city, then the atmosphere began to crowded again. Kotaraja is a city that does not sleep. Kotaraja is not a dead city. So that in this city alone, it cannot be as lonely as your languishing heart.

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The day is clear of land. The atmosphere in Kotaraja today is more crowded than yesterday.

Nameless Swordsman, Wingless Angel and Sian-li Bwee Hua have already continued their journey. They woke up earlier than usual. They even only sleep for a few hours.

Not all three intended to escape from trouble. Until now, the three lovers are not cowards. They do this none other than just because they want to get to Sadewo Single College immediately.

There, they can get all kinds of information. What information you want, you may get soon.

In the afternoon, the three men had arrived at the door of the college. Two students were standing guard. Their body posture is almost the same, their hair is shoulder to shoulder. Wearing a black headband with all-white clothing.

Cakra Buana goes first. Steps calm. Calem's face.

The two disciples were immediately on standby. They looked at the Nameless Swordsman from top to bottom.

"Sampurasun .." he said while saluting.

"Rampes. Can we help you?" ask one of the guard students.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to meet your teacher,"

"That Master is Guru Santeno Tanuwijaya?"

"Right," Cakra Buana replied as she nodded.

The two guard disciples nodded. One of them ran straight inside. Not long after, visible from the main door ahead there had come one old man.

His appearance is different now. He wears white clothes with a black headband. His long hair was partially allowed to unravel. While some are pulled up.

The way it goes is very calm and steady. His steps were also very light. It was as if he was not treading the earth. His legs are like floating.

His face is getting old. A pair of his eyebrows were already whitened. The wrinkles also seem clearer. But behind all the changes, there is one thing that has not changed.

The highlight of his eyes was still the same at the first time the Nameless Swordsman met. Highlight the sharp eyes. Clear eyeballs. A sign that the science of that person is already very high. His inner energy may have increased considerably than before.

"Sampurasun .." said Cakra Buana again gave his greetings as soon as Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya arrived before him.

"Rampes .. Is Raden really looking for this old me?"

"Certainly,"

"Is there anything I need to help you with?"

"I just want to visit. While deliberately wanting to meet with Uncle," said Cakra Buana while throwing a warm smile.

Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya certainly felt a little surprised because the foreign youth before him was currently calling uncle. Usually, there are rarely people who call it if they do not have a personal relationship.

But why did the young man even call uncle to him? Who the hell is he?

His pair of sharp eyes looked at Cakra Buana seriously. It seems to be remembering.

That voice, that warm smile.

Buana Cakra. The old man was sure that he must be Cakra Buana, a person who had already been considered his own family by him.

"You, are you really Cakra Buana?" I asked a little nervous.

"Right Uncle, it's me" he said happily.

The two stepped forward and embraced each other. Mr. Santeno Tanuwijaya is very happy. Cakra Buana is also happy. Both are looking forward to moments like this.

"Oh, I guess who. May you be my handsome niece .. hahaha. Come, come, please come in" he said.

They went straight inside. During the journey inside, the two men did not stop telling stories. Sometimes they both laughed happily.

Mr. Santeno took three of his guests to the hall. The place is still the same as before. The atmosphere is the same. Only time is different.

Once there, Cakra Buana is immediately imagined with something that cannot be forgotten in his lifetime.

That night, with a beautiful girl named Sri Ningsih (read in the Story of the Swordsman Maung Kulon: Genesis in Balairung).

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One more later yes, the problem again on the trip .. hehehe☕