
JUST as Mantingan went to the North River Angel's room, he knocked many times, the North River Angel said that he did not want to be found for now. The forcing mantan met, knocking on the door many more times, gently of course, many times also the North River Angel said the same thing.
When Mantingan delivered the dinner invitation from the merchant, the North River Angel did not take it seriously, saying the same thing as at the beginning, “Now, I do not want to meet anyone.”
Mantingan returned to his room to reconsider what he should do later that night. There are a few options. First; Mantingan missed the dinner invitation. Second; Mantingan met the merchant and asked permission not to attend the invitation because the North River Angel was still sulking in his room. Third; Mantingan met the merchant with the same intention, but lied and said the North River Angel had a stomachache.
Among all those choices, Mantingan felt nothing good. All options have the possibility of offending the merchant.
Actually it really sucks for Mantingan. The Mantingan had to admit that the Northern River Angel was very troublesome. And of course it sucks. Just like when he faced Dara. Bidadari Sungai Utara and Dara, both have similar attitudes. Facing it makes Mantingan all wrong.
In front of them, Mantingan felt like a street beggar. Really sucks. But what can I do? Facing this kind of attitude makes her more mature. There are also benefits. Patience, anger and speech will be tested. To keep soft. Forever.
***
That night. As Mantingan saw the merchant with his two wives leaving the inn, Mantingan let out a restless breath. The North River Angel was still reluctant to come out of his room, no matter how many times Mantingan knocked on his door, it would always be answered the same answer. "Now, I don't want to see anyone."
The mantel took a deep breath. He found another option, namely attending dinner invitations without being with the North River Angel. Later if asked, Mantingan will only give a short answer: my friend is sick. Needless to say what the pain is, let the merchant guess in his mind, without needing to know the North River Angel is actually hurt.
The mantle took out clothes that he almost never wore. Kiai Guru Kedai dress, the best dress among other slum clothes. Accidentally, the mantle never wears. The clothes were too good, moreover it was the gift of his teacher. It is devoted to attending events. Like tonight.
Finished A well-dressed coat and tidied his hair, The moving mantle opened the door. But he was shocked after discovering what was waiting for him at the door. Who else is it?
“Saudari, is there a problem?”
None other than the Northern River Angel.
Mantingan over the North River Angel from top to bottom. The young girl looked nice and graceful, although her clothes were hidden under her cloak. Shamefully showing his form, peering behind the collar of the robe. He was wearing a red veil, matching his black clothes.
The North River Angel was silent for a while. His shahdu eyes did not hesitate to look at Mantingan's face. “Did I hurt your feelings earlier?”
Manten smiled awkwardly and scratched his non-itchy head. “Saudari, at the moment it does not matter, I have to hurry away.”
“Are you going to leave me alone here?”
“Isn't there a lot of lodging maids here? Of course Sister will not be alone.”
“I mean, are you going to take me to dinner?”
Mantingan kept his smile and was silent for a moment, then he said slowly, “If Sister River wants to come along, come. That would be great, because we were both invited. But if I may ask, what made Sister River change her mind?”
Without a doubt the Angel of the North River replied, “I was wrong, Mantingan, I was wrong. I'm being disrespectful to you. You were begging in front of me, and I never responded well. It was you who saved me, it was you who brought me here, it was you who made me feel no fear in this foreign land. My attitude towards you, Mantingan, is not good. Can you accept my apology, Mantingan?”
Although the answer did not give an answer to a question at all, Mantingan still responded. “Saudari Sungai, I do feel a little annoyed at you. But now it's no.” Warm smiling coat. “Saudari, you have proven, that after all you are still a good person.”
“Of course, why not? And Sister can take off the robe after leaving the inn later. And ...” The mantan suddenly came to a realization, how could the North River Angel eat if he wore a veil?
“And what, Mantingan?”
“Saudaries may be able to remove the veil after arriving at the store.”
The North River is conscious. How can he eat if the veil covers his mouth? Because of the frequent wear of the veil, he had not realized this before.
“But, Mantingan, will it not be dangerous later?”
The two of them both recalled that the distended merchant who invited them was the man who took two beautiful wives. It was not impossible for merchants to take action beyond their will after seeing for themselves the beauty of the Northern River Angel.
The two young men smiled at each other awkwardly. Now hesitant to leave. Especially in the North River Angel who is afraid to be made a third wife.
“So, how?” The North River Angel finally asked.
Mantingan remained silent for some time before giving a definite answer, “I don't think it's a problem if we leave, Sister. I'm sure the merchant is a good man, he can't possibly spread your identity to others, and it's impossible to also make you a third wife.”
The Northern River Angel laughed nervously. “Then, come, Mantingan.”
***
“Ah, finally you two came too. It's a great honor for me to host you.” The merchant stood up and gave a warm welcome to Mantingan and the North River Angel. “Mari, please sit.”
“Thank you, Mr.” Mantingan smiled and pulled two seats for him and for the Northern River Angel.
As seen in front of Mantingan, the merchant sat next to his two wives. The merchant continued to smile kindly at the two, as well as his two friendly smiling wives.
“I dare not expect you to come, really you two are two great warriors who had naturally refused dinner invitations from lowly people like me, but you have come to make me and my wives very honored.”
“Father of the Merchant, we are much more honored than you and your wives. Getting dinner invitations from people like you really can't believe it. Sahaya representing Sister Angel of the North River conveys deep gratitude.” Mantingan nodded his head and smiled widely.
“Eh? Sister Angel of the North River, yes ...” The merchant muttered softly as he rubbed his chin.
The mantel held his breath. He knew his words were a dangerous omission.
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