The Desolate Wind Swordsman

Nindiya Innocence

Nindiya was running at high speed. He arrived at a house at the end of Banyuasih village. Precisely, the house is on the edge of a high cliff.

A sturdy house, standing with its simplicity. Because the house, is a house made of teak wood and roofed Alang Alang leaves are blocked.

He lives with an old man who is now in the back of the house. Nindiya immediately headed to the back of the house to meet him. He also passed through the front door. Then he went to the kitchen, and now he saw an old man called the grandfather.

Mahadri. He was an old swordsman who taught Daniswara and Ubhaya the martial arts. Until they finally become great warriors. Now, Mahadri lives with his son Daniswara, because of something that makes Nindiya must be taken care of.

Nindiya is now twenty years old. She has grown into a beautiful girl, and is good at martial arts. Like his father, Daniswara, Nindiya is equipped with extraordinary physical and inner strength. So Mahadri managed to pass down the Kanuragan sciences to Nindiya.

When he saw Nindiya, Mahadri smiled, recalling the events of fifteen years ago. She imagined the cute face of Nindiya when she was five years old. He was crying in Mahadri's arms at the time. A cute little girl, now grown up.

"Nindiyya ... You're home yet?" mahadri's voice that makes Nindiya know, her grandfather is indeed behind the house.

"Yes grandfather." Nindiya answered who approached the grandfather.

Nindiya is currently behind the house. Seeing the old man sitting while eating boiled cassava. Nindiya who saw it immediately plucked the boiled cassava on the plate.

"Basin a bad boy!" said the grandfather, holding Nindiya's hand.

"Ehh .. cake, I'm hungry...." Nindiya who indeed from the morning has not been filled with food.

"If you are hungry, take your own cassava in the garden, cook it yourself" replied the grandfather, seizing the boiled cassava, and then putting it in his mouth.

"Lha's grandfather is stingy," Nindiya's face immediately pouted as she was not allowed to eat.

"Belvin, wee ...."

But Nindiya snatched the plate that still had the boiled cassava. And now it's the snatch of both. The grandfather kicked Nindiya in the hand. Make the cassava scatter upwards.

"Grandfather stingy." Then Nindiya tried to take it back.

"Ohhhh, how dare you take my food."

They fought each other over the scattering boiled cassava. And when Nindiya caught one, the grandfather swiftly repelled her. And back up.

Like a slow motion scene. His movements look slow. The cassava fell down slowly. They fought several moves to get the boiled cassava.

While both hands were making an attack, Nindiya's mouth interfered and managed to bite one of the boiled cassava.

"Damn it, this kid is so cunning!" yawl Mahadri with a smile. Because he knew, Nindiya's ability had developed a lot.

He took the plate and caught all the remaining cassava. Then put it in the lacquer. Grandpa sat back down. And...

"Uhukk!" Nindiya choked from eating while standing up.

"Racaine. So be a child do not just eat people's food!" Mahadri only took the cassava that was on the plate.

"Uhuk uhhuukk .. hungry cake." Plain remarks from Nindiya, make Mahadri not bear. He allowed Nindiya to finish his meal.

"Where to from? Why just got home?" tanyanya after Nindiya did not choke anymore.

"From the river cake."

"Where. Got a husband?"

"Not cake. Fishing for a husband is boring. Two weeks cannot be." Answer Nindiya plain. He smiled at Grandpa.

"Huh, this is my grandson ... So innocent." Lirih the grandfather.

"Ehhc ... What cake?"

"No. Quick eat! After this you will have to take water in the river!" mahadri's orders.

"Yes cake." with his tiny hands he took the boiled cassava again.

Grandfather looked at the clear blue sky. He smiled and stood up. After seeing Nindiya who was eating voraciously, boiled cassava was Nindiya's favorite food since childhood.

"I don't think I've taken care of a little girl before. Now growing up to be a beautiful girl. Like her mother, I hope you're calm in nature. Naomi, Arini. Your girl is so pretty. Suppose you see the growth. May his life be happy and have a good man" murmured Mahadri glaring up into the sky.

"Sir." He looked at the smiling grandfather looking at him.

"Yes?!" mahadri replied.

"Eat some more cake?" Nindiya thrust out a plate containing boiled cassava that stayed half of it.

"Uhh .. grandfather. I'm a big one."

"Oh yes?! you are big. So forget ...,"

"Haha .... Look atyou. Your cheeks are so stewed like that. You eat a lot."

"Grandfather ..." embarrassed again.

"Nindia! You are an adult. Maybe you deserve to get married now. But right now, Grandpa hasn't found a future husband for you."

"Grandpa .. kan Nindiya again effort."

"What usaha?"

"Fishing husband. Grandpa don't worry. Maybe tomorrow I'll get it."

"Stupid girl... That's how innocent you are ... Who actually taught you how to fish for a husband?" ask Mahadri wonder. Because he never taught her.

"Lha grandpa don't know? My grandfather used to take Nindiya to Kedung Sewu village. There I hear they're talking about luring a wife with money."

"What did he say?" her question was attentive, looking at Nindiya's cuteness.

"They say 'if you want a wife, you have to go fishing. The button must use money.' That's the cake. I am a girl. So, I'm the one who lured the husband. Is that really cake?"

"Basic boy. Don't you understand what that guy's saying?"

"Why cake? I was wrong, right?" stop chewing boiled cassava because it is finished.

"Duh .. about eating you the jaga. But this kind of thing, it seems like you're too innocent."

"What's cake?" Nindiya seemed confused as to what the grandfather said.

"Already son. This might be my fault too. We're just two here. Maybe grandpa didn't educate you properly. Forgive grandfather son." he said with regret.

"Grandpa?!" in fact, it is getting less intent.

"Because of your innocence, I became worried. Forgive this old man, son. I don't think about you. I'm just focused on teaching you about fighting. Not with other sciences." murmured Mahadri slowly.

Because the environment only met a few times with outsiders, he became less socialized with people out there.

"Do you really want a husband?" ask the grandfather.

"Yes cake. Later if I have a husband, there will be a friend. Nindiya continued to have children, like father and mother." when remembering her father and mother, Nindiya became moody.

"I'm sorry your grandfather is son."

"Grandfather why? grandpa is not wrong. Why do you keep apologizing?" he was increasingly confused by the attitude of his grandfather who felt guilty continued.

"No. Its alright. Well, you better find a good husband candidate. Who will educate you properly, that you may be a good wife."

"Grandfather calm down. I'll find him myself. I'm going fishing again tomorrow. I hope tomorrow I get a cake!" promise Nindiya while tightly grasping her fist.

"Nindiya?" he rubbed Nindiya's long hair.

"Yes cake?" his reply.

"I'm sorry, grandpa." So many times, Mahadri apologized.

"I told you, Grandpa is not wrong. Why apologize? I was wrong. Who took grandpa's cassava. Sorry about the cake. Nindi promises, won't take grandfather's food again." Nindiya said sincerely.

"It's not that son."

"Brand ... Sorry cake. Nindi's wrong."

"That's it. Nak... You take water to the river."

"Yes cake."

Nindiya glanced at the wrinkled face of her grandfather. The old man who had been guarding her and teaching kindness. He has replaced his parents' roles. He is lucky to have someone who takes care of him and takes good care of him. Like his own son.

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