The Musafir

Sweet Satya's House

They're back on the river bank. The mantan follows Satya who turns to the right, in which direction it heads north. Not far in front, the boat was moored behind a large rock so it was not too shaken by a large current. When he arrived, Satya stepped into a boat that was less than that. Then the mantan went up on it anyway.

There were two long paddles lying on the floor of the boat. There is also a long bamboo used if the boat is stuck or requires a sharp turning motion. This boat is made entirely of wood.

The coat takes off the luggage and puts it in place of the back. He moved his arms and back and there was the sound of bones snapping, Spells relieved after taking off those huge weights on his back.

Satya took off the boat moorings. He stood at the very front end of the boat, his hand reaching for the long bamboo and pushing the boat close to the current. The boat meanders with its speed following the stream of the river. Satya plays her bamboo stick and changes the direction of the boat if it will hit a rock.

When people see this current is too fast to control, then it does not apply to Satya. His mastery of the boat can make him relax in control of the boat. The river seemed to be friendly to him. The stones seemed to have been swept outside his head.

Satya even once pricked the bamboo stick inside and lifted it back with a fish stuck in his stomach.

“Mantingan, you're staying at my house, aren't you?”

“Sure, if it doesn't incriminate you.”

Satya gave a long laugh before stabbing the spear and carrying one more fish. “That means later tonight there will be a small party.”

Many fish were successfully brought up by Satya. He said it was for a party tonight. The mantan could only shake slowly with a smile. Now that he's changed his mind, not all humans treat him the same. Some treat him as rude as the shopkeepers of the past town; be kind, but from the view of property as Ki Ranggapitu; and there are good people who deserve to be called friends like Satya.

Not long after, Satya turned his boat to the left of the river. Right behind the boulder, he tethered his boat. On the left side of the river there are more lush trees and tall shrubs, but there is a path that leads deeper. So tall is the bush, Mantingan can not see where the road leads.

“Mantingan, this time you should really come behind me. If not, then you will get lost in this very thorny bush. And introduce, these thorny bushes are my plants.” Satya laughed again.

The coat calmly reassembles bundles and other pockets. His wand was tied to his bundle. Satya nodded and Mantingan replied with a nod as well, it was a sign to leave immediately.

Mantingan and Satya go down together. Satya was the first to enter the path. Mantingan caught up with him, right behind Satya. Other than the view of the tall thickets, he could only see the road ahead and the sky covered with green branches.

Turns out this path is not only unidirectional. Shortly after entering, the two were faced with three different paths at the intersection. Satya looked back once to make sure Matingan was still following him, then the ant nest hunter chose the leftmost path. Mantingan.

But not only one, the more different paths to make Mantingan dizzy and lose its shipping. Only Satya was still confident in her chosen path.

After a bend, it becomes the last bend. Because the bend is a way out of the complexity of the intersection behind. Rows of trees are again visible, but this line of trees is in a neat row so unsightly.

“How many hundred years ago, there was a war here. It used to be a deforested area because the war demanded the burning of trees. I found many human bones and skulls, and I also found a sword that was more ancient in shape and material. These trees have grown with me since I planted them. In the northern part are rubber trees, the western part is bamboo trees, the southern area is medicine trees, and the east is booby-trapped plants.”

“True, therefore be careful.” Satya smiled casually. “Ayo.”

The mantle walked while looking around. This environment is almost the same as the Kenanga environment if the trees are orange.

Not far from there, there is a hill that is overgrown with pine trees. One or two deer who were eating grass ran around when they saw Satya, but they did not run away but ran closer to Satya.

“Sweet deer!” Satya stroked and kissed the deer before walking back. “Actually their meat is also sweet, but don't be for a party later tonight. Poor.”

The laughing mantis heard that. Throughout his escape from the village, he had never seen a deer so tame on humans. Usually, deer will run away after smelling the smell of human body that is still far from its place.

At the foot of the hill there is one more trail-size road. But this time, the streets were shaped like stairs and covered in red bricks. There is also a small gate if you walk a little up.

“My house is on the hill. Not too many stairs that we need to climb.”

Mantingan nodded slowly and followed Satya up the stairs that split the row of pines. After one turn and then meet a small gate. After passing through the gate, one more bend towards the top whose path penetrates and hollows a large stone.

“This stone is difficult to get rid of, and is felt to blend with the core of the hill. Then I just hole it.”

The thin smiling mantle responded to that. How much time and energy would it take to hollow out a rock this big?

After passing through the rock, there is one last bend that leads directly to the top of the hill.

Right at the corner there are also two ponds on two sides. The ponds are still flowing water and filled with lotus and orange fish.

They're going up again.

Mantingan's eyes couldn't blink for a while when he saw Satya's house. The house is a wooden house coated with a special liquid to look shiny. It has two floors and a balcony on all sides on the second floor. Many windows are wide and facing in all directions. The air above here is also cool and allows the wooden house to be a dream home.

“This is my sweet home, my dream home.” Satya stretched out her hands and took a deep breath. “Don't be shy to go inside, Mantingan.”

Mantingan follows Satya who enters the house. Inside it is just as beautiful as outside it, many hanging shadow puppets on the ceiling of the wall. Unfortunately, it seems like he can not linger here, there are still tasks and promises that he carries. The kembangmas must be found.