The Musafir
Death Mantingan — Volume 2 Finished
The mantan felt more guilty after reading all the spouts written by Dara himself. In some ejection sheets, Mantingan can find stains from tear drops—biarpun not too obvious on the lontar.
There Dara wrote many apologies to Mantingan for not having time to say goodbye. He also apologized for too much trouble. Too arrogant on Mantingan. Shameless. Too much time in town. Even to the reason where he does not serve a lot of good food to Mantingan.
In addition, Dara also made some poems about his sadness or about Mantingan.
In his poems, he convinced himself that one day and one place he would meet Mantingan again. There he promised to cook as much good food for Mantingan as he could.
He also made some poems that tell the greatness of Mantingan, these poems that make Mantingan can only scratch his head.
Tell me, where is a great traveler besides Mantingan?
where he is, just tell him
what you say can be true and can be a lie
but in my heart, Mantingan is the greatest wanderer of all the wickedness of the earth
The thicket in his breath
who do not fear the threat of the enemy
who have no fear of dry sunshine
rainstorms are raining.
Until there Mantingan quite confused on the verses of Dara's poetry. He is not the greatest traveler, because he himself has seen great travelers who traveled all over the world, so that the Mantingan was determined to start his adventure.
And who said he was undaunted by the enemy's threat? Mantingan always avoids hostility, as much as possible reject the challenge of fighting.
Not afraid of dry sunshine? Then for what Mantingan buy a wide caping?
Rainstorms on it? Mantingan always look for shops on the side of the road if you see signs of rain. His clothes and bundles could get wet. After all, Mantingan is very lazy if his body is wet with rain water.
Although all statements in Dara's poem can be broken, Mantingan still greatly appreciate it. And apparently, Dara was his first fan.
In those words, Dara also said that his life would not be calm if he did not meet Mantingan once again. Therefore, he gave the Mantingan 20,000 pieces of gold so that the Mantingan could one day use the money to meet him.
Dara stressed, that no matter what happens, Mantingan should visit him. Dara also added that for the next year he will continue to be in Suvarnadvipa.
In accordance with the initial agreement, Seta will still deliver Mantingan harvest flowers to where Dara is located. From there they can still be mailed.
Seta then took out twenty pieces of stone the size of a palm on Mantingan. Twenty pieces of stone were worth 20,000 pieces of gold. Surely the stone was no ordinary stone.
Recently the martial world issued a new conversion tool, which is a stone containing deep energy. In his calculations, the kingdom does not interfere, so these stones can only be used in the martial world.
The name of the exchange tool was Stone. It remains the same name, but every swordsman certainly knows that when his fellow called “Batu”, the so-called is not an ordinary stone.
Mantingan exhaled his breath. That much resource doesn't know what to tap. Mantingan also felt unable to meet Dara in the near future, which was what caused his guilt to get bigger.
Then Seta tetiba said, “Thus, my friend, I will rarely see you. Back and forth between islands is quite tiring, there is no way I often see you.”
The mantan understood. “Seta my friend, come with me to harvest the flowers.”
***
In the evening, Mantingan contemplated his life. With the stars in the night sky, and the very thin crescent moon to the west.
The mantan has finished his writing. Actually the story of his journey is not finished, but he has nothing to write. What can Mantingan write as long as he is still in the camp? There was nothing interesting for him to write about.
In the end, Mantingan felt trapped in his comfortable camp. So comfortable, he refused to leave his camp. He refused to adventure again. Instead want to continue to be in his camp, peaceful even though it is far from the people.
Both Kiai Guru Kedai and Rama have emphasized that peace does not belong alone. Other people should also feel peace. But look at what Mantingan has done now, it missed quite far from his teacher's expectations.
There are now two options for Mantingan. Continue the journey and continue the writing, or stop and end the writing.
***
After a long time Mantingan thought, he took a decision that was actually not too round. It will end his story.
But the decision was not taken without much thought. The mantan had exerted his thinking power until this decision was made.
The coats would no longer kill more humans. He's not a killer, and he doesn't want to be a killer. By continuing to wander as a swordsman, the Mantan will come into contact with his enemies, until in the end he kills or is killed.
That's not a fun thing. Maybe for others, killing blacks deserves to be labeled as heroes. But in fact, Mantingan— who had killed many black people it— felt uncomfortable in his life constantly.
He was uncomfortable with his own hands that had killed many people. Uncomfortable with his body that had splashed his opponent's blood. Uncomfortable on himself makes Mantingan almost crazy.
Then Mantingan thought that being an ordinary person was actually not bad. Rather than being a warrior whose path is always wet with blood, ordinary citizens enjoy their lives more in the village or in the city. They had a good job, got married, had children, aged, and died. It sounds a bit boring living like that, but it is much more peaceful and quiet than living as a swordsman.
Ordinary citizens are not obliged to kill their lives, they are not constantly threatened. While the warrior must protect himself by killing, in order to maintain life in a body that is constantly threatened.
If being an ordinary citizen is happy, for what should be a swordsman?
Forget Kenanga's dreams and hopes. If he himself is unhappy, why bet his life for the happiness of others?
That's how Mantingan thought so deeply and matured. He decided to stop being a traveler, live in urban areas, plant flowers, and let it be a weathered bachelor.
Mantingan stood up to prepare the need for his move tomorrow.
But just as Mantingan was standing, he heard a strong wind rustle from the back of his head.
The attack!
Unfortunately, the Mantingan was not prepared at all for an attack. His mind was in turmoil, his body was weakened, and he never expected that it would come at a time like this.
Mercilessly a blunt object struck Mantingan's head, like a sledgehammer hitting a coconut. The head of the Mantingan did not break, but there had been an incredible crack in his skull.
The mantle uses all of its inner energy to stay standing. His fractured skull was temporarily patched up by the inner force, but it would not last long enough.
The vision of the Mantang blurry and scum, he immediately used the Eagle Eye Science to keep his eyesight.
In that staggered step and his extremely turbulent head, the Little Mantang was likely to win the battle. He was like a drunken man facing a high-ranking armed warrior.
Mantingan saw a man dressed in all black slowly coming towards him. In the mind that was being shaken, the Mantingan could still remember and recognize the clothes. Swordsman of the Land Lodging. Why did he come to this place?
The Mantingan wanted to head to his tent to retrieve the Sword Kiai Master Kedai. He can't die here. Or the journey, REALLY OVER!
Dear thousand dear, a long sword shot out, piercing through the chest of the Mantingan.
The sword was plucked out with a twisting motion, creating immense pain in his chest. Blood poured out, the defense of the Mantan collapsed. He squealed, before falling to the ground.
Slowly reduced the inner energy used to support his life. Blood continued to seep through the ground. With the position of the body on his back, the Mantingan faintly saw the flames from the entire camp building.
Up to this point, Mantingan's hope to survive was lost without remaining.
Regret crawled over her as she remembered Rara. The girl wanted to always follow the adventurous Mantingan. Perhaps he would not have expected, Mantingan will stop so early here.
Maybe the universe is disappointed in him. The universe supported the determination of the great Mantingan, the universe rewarded him with multiple fortunes. Kenanga, Rara, Ki Dagar, Uncle Kedai, it was the greatest gift the universe gave to Mantingan.
But Mantingan had betrayed him, with him deciding to end his story. All the luck of the universe he wasted, all the gifts from Him he wasted.
The right way to be grateful is to make the most of what He has given you. Not just thanks to Him.
Mantingan's decision to stop being a traveler and stop spreading kindness is tantamount to not being grateful for what Gusti has given.
If only the Mantingan died later, it was not due to negligence in the fight. However, it was because Mantingan was not grateful for what Gusti had given him. So that what He has given through the universe, is drawn again through the universe.
If only the Mantingan died later, it was not the fault of the swordsman who had killed him. It is nobody's fault, but his own fault.
The body of the Mantingan tells us that now is the time to die. Mantingan's breathing stopped, but his mind could still work for a while longer.
In those final moments, Mantingan spoke in his mind, I'm sorry Rara.
That's when Mantingan's consciousness disappeared completely. Cannot be stopped by his death.
