The Fragrant Soul

Chapter 12: A Woman

The moon is pale yellow. Clouds apparently began to cover the sky because there were no visible stars

it should be scattered in the middle of the night.

“What are you looking for?” sound crisp sound and “wet”. Raka knew whose voice it was. He looked at and

he saw Renjani sitting on a broken tree trunk that dried up on the ground.

“You are indeed beautiful,” praise Raka in earnest. The beautiful lady was snarling. For him all this beauty is free if there is still a man who rejects it. In this world, only Sukma Harum was the one who dared to reject him. Raka understood that it was very painful for the girl, but this was the path she had to go through even though she herself could not bear to do it.

Renjani now wears a beautiful evening dress in the form of a piece of cloth that is a bit translucent. Returned

covering her chest while a light blue scarf was worn to cover her shoulders. Her hair is bunched up making her facial lines look more attractive. Harum Sukma even had to hold his breath while looking at him.

Fortunately, one of its main advantages is to act as if there is nothing in his heart

there is a vibration and turmoil that drifts.

“I thought you came here to escape. Good thing I understand that you never run away,”

renjani toilet.

“Askout?”

Renjani looked at him fixedly. “Oh? You don't know?”

Raka just shrugged her shoulders.

“Hmm. I don't want to tell you. Let you find out for yourself!” renjani ketus.

Raka thought for a while then said, “Akir-lately I've been too idle. The only thing that

I went through is an accusation that I slaughtered people cruelly.”

Renjani said nothing. Just waiting for Raka to continue her words.

“Has this news been spread in the martial world?” ask Raka. Renjani remained silent.

“Means now the people of the martial world are after me? Wh-wh-what for? Because I have also been

rummaging through Rajawali Sakti Padepokan? Hmmmm.”

Renjani remained silent.

Raka let out a breath. The business he faces will be more and more. But he tried not to think about this. He said, “I'm here to ask for your help because of the massacre.”

“Continue,” says Renjani.

Raka then told her story again. Renjani listened carefully. Sometimes he asks here and there about some things that he feels awkward or poorly understood. After Raka finished her story, the lady then said, “Those who are experts in disguise but have such high knowledge have not been born in this world.”

Said Raka, “People with knowledge as high as it is still quite easy to find. But who has the expertise

a very high disguise, all I know is you. Not that I meant accusing you.”

Renjani laughed, “Kukira your knowledge of martial world is very broad. I think your friends have the same knowledge. Turns out I was mistaken.”

Raka did not answer. He just looked at the lady casually. Enjoying the curves of her beautiful body illuminated

hundreds of lamps surrounding the place.

“So you came here just to ask who has your ill disguised that high?” ask

Renjani.

“Ya.”

“And with my answer, you are willing to pay by granting 3 of my requests?”

“Yes. As long as the request does not violate the rules of the martial world.”

“What if I trick you?”renjani said with a meaningful smile.

“Three requests I granted, far more valuable than a solace,” replied Raka.

Those words sounded rude and haughty. But for Renjani, this is precisely the attraction of a Harum Sukma.

The man always appears calm and washed away, but at times can turn into arrogant and arrogant. It can also turn out to be funny and adorable.

In the eyes of a woman, a man must indeed complete and perfect his personality. Perhaps that is why there is so much unhappiness in this world.

“Good. Now I tell you. In this world there are only 3 people who master the ability to disguise

real high. The first was my teacher, named Nyai Sutih Saketi. But he died 10 years ago,” when he told me his eyes looked far away. It was as if recalling the happy times with his teacher.

“The second, is my older brother. His real name nobody knows. His life has always

Raka was immediately interested.

“He deliberately did not want to present himself, because then his life will be freer. No one knows him. No one suspected him. Even some of the things that people accuse me of are his deeds. Often he used my name and my image to do my job.”

“Yes. Because you enjoy the big names and admiration of people born because of those actions,”

Rabbet.

For some, big names and success, applause and admiration, are everything. They live for it. In fact, they are willing to die for it.

“My fellow teacher, call it ‘Bunga’, live like the wind. Sometimes he moves on his own, sometimes he accepts

tasks from others, sometimes he does strange things just because ‘ingin’. Right now I don't know where he is, what he's doing, and what he's planning.”

“Interesting once.”

“Although he is always changing in appearance and impossible to guess, there is one characteristic he never covers

despite disguising as anyone too.”

“What is it?”

“He has a deformed stool on his right leg. He had no little finger on that foot.  Every time he disguises himself, he never covers it.”

Raka understands. No matter how deep people keep secrets, they want to be known. Even if only through the features

just.

“Good. Anything else you want to add?”

Renjani thought for a while, “We have not been together for a while. It used to be quite frequent, maybe

because each one is too busy. So I now don't know where he is.”

Raka nodded, but he could feel a strange thing in Renjani's words.

“You're worried about it?” ask the handsome man.

For a moment Renjani hesitated to answer, he finally said, “Just a hunch.”

“Sometimes deep affection does make people worry easily. But I'll look for him and make sure he's okay.”

Renjani can capture the sincerity in Raka's words. He said, “You're so good. But remember, I've

helping you. Now, you have to grant 3 of my requests.”

Renjani actually has not told who the 3rd person in this world who has the science of disguising very

high, but Raka had guessed that the lady herself was the one.

“Good. Say your request.”

“That first, you must make Great Lord Tanabasa submit to me.”

Raka recalled, Great Lord Tanabasa was one of the rulers of this place beside Masayu Renjani. From Renjani's words, Raka catches that the lady does not want him to kill her.

“Conquer without killing?”

“Yes. He is very valuable if I can ask him a few things.”

“Good. Tomorrow morning I set out to look for him.”

“You can't find it. He will find you,” Renjani said.

“Ah, much better. What's your second request?”

“The next request I still haven't thought of.”

Raka could only laugh. The kind of laugh that people do when they know they are stuck in a complicated affair

that makes the head dizzy and there's nothing they can do to avoid it.

“Raden Rakantara Gandakusuma, good night and enjoy this place. Don't let you get lost

up to my room,” finished saying like that, Masayu Renjani moved to disappear behind the lush flowers and darkness of the night.

“Your lightening body is great. Perhaps the best among the female warriors in this martial world,” whispered Raka inwardly.

He continued his walk in the area while thinking about what steps he should take to

uncovering events that are increasingly tangled this.