The Musafir

Continuing the Story

A speck of hope appeared along with the shaking of Arkawidya's gift ring when the dawn's sun touched it.

Slowly the ring was glowing bright white. The white details of light flowed from Mantingan's finger, passing through his arm, emptying into his heart.

Mantingan's body seemed to be completely overhauled. His bones rattled, broke all over, then reattached in the blink of an eye. The broken skull was back together, no more cracks. Nerves in the brain The severed mantang is re-connected.

The stab wound on his chest closed, as well as the recovered internal organs.

As Arkawidya's gifting ring explodes, the Spell is resurrected. It was like he had just woken up from a nightmare. His chest up and down not cluttered, his body was pouring out heavy sweat.

The mantle wakes up from his sleep. His stomach suddenly churned, until finally the young man spewed something from his mouth. Black blood.

Not only that, sweat Mantingan also in the form of blackish sticky liquid.

Mantingan did not have time to think about the black-colored liquid. To his astonishment, his memory declared that he had died last night!

But look now, Mantingan can still open his eyes and breathe. It could not be heaven or hell, but the young man saw the burnt ashes of the buildings in his camp.

He clearly came back to life. But who brings himself to life?

Mantingan recalled how he felt something explode on his finger. Directly Mantingan raised his right hand, surprised himself when he did not see his Arkawidya ring again on his finger.

Mantingan also sensed how his finger was still draining the remnants of energy into his heart.

There was no need to think much more for Mantingan to realize what had happened.

From the beginning he had guessed, that the ring given by Arkawidya was not an ordinary ring. The guess proved true, Arkawidya's ring had saved his life, restoring his life.

This ring is given as an expression of gratitude, but look at how valuable the ring is. Arkawidya has proven himself how to thank you. But the Mantingan still felt this was too precious.

If only the ring was still owned by Arkawidya, would not the woman's life be lost? The magic ring was given to Mantingan, in order to save the young man's life at any time.

The real mantan was still confused, but when he remembered how much Arkawidya had sacrificed for him, he secretly thanked the woman. But in this case, just thanking them is not enough.

Mantingan was determined not to waste his life anymore.

He will continue his story. Even if it means killing himself. The mantan would not accept the challenge of fighting if it was not really beneficial. The mantan will not kill if his life or the life of his loved one is really threatened. And if he kills later, there's no remorse in him.

Mantingan did not choose his way of life to become an ordinary citizen, he wanted to become an extraordinary person. His story will continue. The universe has given him a second chance to right his wrongs.

The mantel stood up and spread a glance. All the buildings in his camp had turned to ashes and were flattened to the ground. There was almost nothing left but rubble. The plants containing the expensive flowers were burned. The storage shed was on fire along with the contents.

Mantingan's current self is not covered by anger or disappointment. He thinks all this is luck. He was made aware, of how ungrateful he was. Let him lose his precious flowers, even if his money does not matter. After all, he no longer intended to build a camp here. He will continue the adventure, becoming a true wanderer and a rewarding swordsman.

In his tent, Mantingan found his bundle still intact without being charred in the least, as well as his old clothes. The items given by Kenanga do have a fireproof material, no matter what the name of the material.

The items inside the Mantan bundle were still intact, including with the twenty chunks of stone, the map and the flakes of gold pieces. Kiai Kedai sword is also still saved, although it looks like the black sword sheath must be replaced with a new one.

The mantel raised his view. His eyes stared intently, as if fire had burned within his clear eyes. His feet will continue westward, towards Suvarnadvipa, the place where the last Kembangmas were found.

And speaking of his purpose, Mantingan remained on the old goal. Finding Kembangmas remains the goal. Because Kenanga's hope is her hope.

Keep in mind when Mantingan roam free like this, Kenanga is actually confined without being able to go anywhere in his world. Mantingan had promised the girl before, that he would bet his life for her freedom.

Mantingan then realized that he had vomited black blood, also let out a sticky black sweat. The young man knew very well that something black if it came out of the body was not good. Moreover, this is commonly experienced by a number of warriors who managed to remove toxins from his body.

Mantingan guessed that the sword used to attack him was coated with poison. The poison was successfully removed thanks to the power of the Arkawidya ring. The black liquid released by his body was still dangerous, the Mantin should cleanse his body as soon as possible.

Be that time Mantingan went to the bank of a small river near his camp to cleanse himself.

The raft by the river did not escape the attack, nor was it burned mercilessly. The mantel just plunged itself into the river. It took a long time as well as special handling until the liquid attached to his body was completely clean.

After making sure his body had been cleared of poison, Mantingan came out of the river. Clothing that was worn before should also be thrown in a safe place so as not to harm others. The coat returned and changed clothes with clothes in the bundle.

In the condition of the body that has been fresh, Mantingan intend to take some items that might be saved, the result is nothing he got. The mantel exhales a long breath before deciding to start its journey.

But before that, Mantingan first prepare messages if Seta later comes to buy Mantingan harvest flowers. In the message written on the palm contains what needs to be conveyed, that he will continue his journey to Suvarnadvipa.

Dyed the sword at his waist, tied a bundle on his back. The mantan nodded steadily before starting to move its feet out of the camp.

Some monkeys and forest animals stared at Mantingan's departure with a difficult-to-understand look. Who is good enough to interpret the true meaning of the animal view? But it can be felt how they did not give up too much Mantingan's departure. For them, Mantingan is the only human who still has affection for animals and the surrounding environment so his departure is quite regrettable. No matter how many times the Mantingan feeds the bird without adding any traps, whether it has been how many times the Mantingan gives nuts to squirrels, gives fruit to civets, some good quality flowers for deer. All that Mantingan give with a warm smile, as warm as the morning sun— shines without demanding a reply