The Musafir

Everything That Becomes Complicated

THEY drifted slowly down. Like a leaf falling from a tree.

The North River Angel is in a semi-conscious state. Mantingan's attack almost rendered him unconscious. However faintly, he could see the face of Mantingan. The face that was now filled with worry.

Mantingan stepped on the ground, the North River Angel is still in his arms. The girl's eyes stared at full of joy. What the hell is going on?

“Please don't let go, Mantingan. Let me enjoy it, for a moment.”

Tergugu. He is really confused. Does the Angel of the North River still feel pain so that he cannot stand on his two legs? Of course, no. The mantain is not naive. He knew the meaning of the young woman's gaze, as well as the words he said were full of hope. It's love. Like Rara's look at him.

The North River Angel did not stay there, he moved to embrace Mantingan, standing on his own two feet. The mantan did not return his embrace, still stunned.

“I don't want to say anything else, you already know everything.” The Angel of the North River said.

Mantingan better remember the words Kiai Guru Kedai. Indeed, his teacher did not forbid Mantingan to marry, instead told him to marry if all affairs are considered complete. However, Kiai Guru Kedai still give direction to Mantingan if there is a girl who approaches him, while Mantingan himself does not want to marry. The instructions of his teacher were always remembered Mantingan as he is today.

Kiai Guru Kedai told Mantingan not to fornicate. For him, it included a great sin other than associating Gusti. Is what they are doing right now an act of adultery?

Actually can not be said so, more precisely they “near” zina. By embracing like that, while they are not a couple.

Mantingan also did not want to consider the feeling of the North River Angel as a serious problem.

The journey is still long, he can not take a partner. Moreover, his love still rests on Rara, who seems to never be destroyed.

Is it too early to talk about love? Actuallyno. Mantingan mature age to marry, facing problems that concern love is natural for young people his age.

“Saudari win, cup broke on the ground.”

The Mantingan speech seemed to awaken the North River Angel as a whole, the girl who held it then moved away. He also just realized that his veil was released, so that his face was open and clearly visible.

Mantingan smiled nervously, then pointed at the tea cup that had been broken scattered on the ground along with its contents. “Saudari finished training today very quickly, Talented sister. Tomorrow I will improve the exercise pattern.”

The North River Angel did not know what to say. He ran into the inn and locked himself in his room. But he wouldn't do that without his veil. Inside the inn were many mercenaries who were not impossible to know him.

Mantingan nodded slowly and understanding the intent of the Northern River Angel, he lowered his head and picked up the veil lying on the ground. He cleaned it first from dust and soil stains, before sticking it out on the Angel of the North River.

The mantan could only shake his head slowly after the Northern River Angel disappeared from before him. He had to admit, the atmosphere earlier was really awkward. At once it was never unexpected. Mantingan felt guilty for embracing the waist of the Northern River Angel, but on the other hand he felt the action had a point.

If the Angel of the North River had not been saved, he would have been severely injured. After all, the Angel of the North River is a human being, even though he is a swordsman. Swordsman is not a human being who can float in the air without a foothold, and will be injured if falling from a high altitude again has no science to relieve the body of the pumped.

Maybe Mantingan can indeed float lightly with the science of lightening his tall body, but not so with the Northern River Angel. Keep in mind that Mantingan is a very talented swordsman, much more talented than the most talented swordsman. Here's a comparison. The mantan can land lightly; not so with the North River Angel.

Indeed there are some warriors who can float like flying, but that is only visible. No swordsman can fly and fly in the air relying only on deep power. They need a foothold. Swordsmen who are able to fly in the air usually always carry hundreds of leaves that can be used as a foothold, or they maintain a tame bird that can be used as a foothold under their feet.

Nevertheless, many silat stories tell of the ability of a swordsman who can fly between the clouds. Though until now, there is no history that records there are warriors with such abilities.

And in retrospect as to why the Northern River Angel could control the wind, the answer was quite simple. The air that Mantingan breathes at the moment is moist air, there is little water content in it. That is why the Northern River Angel can control the wind.

Mantingan chose to return to the inn, he missed breakfast. How long has it been eating irregularly lately?

***

That afternoon. The merchant entourage began to prepare to leave the village. The cart-pulling ropes began to be installed on the buffalo's back. A cart carrying supplies purchased from the inn. They plan to leave tomorrow morning, when the sun begins to shine on the earth.

Mantingan saw them from his room, of course, with a cup of warm tea. According to him, the preparation made by the merchant group was quite mature. They—in addition to carrying supplies—also carry additional weapons, even now is looking for people who want to be paid to join the group.

Earlier this afternoon, Mantingan was also offered. Even the merchant himself who came, offered a big wage if Mantingan would join the group. The mantan rejected him subtly, the reason was obvious, he had his own journey.

The merchant revealed how much he regretted Mantingan's decision, but he also added that he could not do anything. The Mantin felt unwise to let the merchant go empty-handed, so he gave 50 Magic Throws for free to the merchant. It also provides guidance and how to use it.

The merchant was very grateful and said he would pay the price for these magic spouts, but the Mantingan refused again. The Manten did not sell Magic Throw to merchants, and would feel bad if treated like that.

So this afternoon, the relationship between the merchant and Mantingan showed a very good development, proof that the merchant invited Mantingan to dinner at the cliffside shop. The Mantan refused for a third time, but the merchant insisted that the Mantingan could only accept it.

“Do not forget to take the woman with you,” said the merchant before parting with Mantingan.

Still behind the window with a cup of tea in hand, Mantingan let out a long sigh.