The Musafir

Granny Genih and the Sword Tinkling

"Then, who is the woman you took?”

MANTINGAN SMILED, then replied, “You. Who else?”

“Now look to your right side.”

Mantingan was actually somewhat confused by the sudden order from Rara, but he subconsciously had first turned his head to his right side before much thought. Mantingan Mata buyak disbelief. At what was in front of him, he was hard to believe. His mouth stammered when he wanted to say something, never to be said.

How could he not be surprised, not bought, and not stammered? Rara was in front of him. Stand with her blue-and-white dress. So real is his smile, so is his form. The mantan was speechless, he really did not know what to say. It was as if a million words were about to come out simultaneously through his mouth, until none of them had made it out.

“But, Mantingan. I've gone.” Rara said that, then smiled, then her shadow faded, then she disappeared. Like a moonlight suddenly covered with clouds. Disappear without a trace. Like a Mantingan who leaves nothing. Other than his memory, nothing.

Mantingan is still dumbstruck. What he saw was hard to believe. How could Rara who had gone missing be right next to him anyway. The moving mantle fingered Rara's jug of ashes which was made into a necklace by her. Rara was always nearby. That's not wrong.

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WITHIN five days, Mantingan's condition recovered significantly. Mantingan began to be able to use his energy to move, no need to feed the North River Angel three times every day. Mantingan can also take a walk around Grandma Genih's house which turns out to be side by side with the river. Several times Mantingan also walked a little into the forest.

Genih's grandmother held off the Mantingan to leave. He said Mantingan's condition was still not fully recovered. The North River Angel also said uniformly. Mantingan can only agree and thank you, he also understands the condition of his own body that is still not fully recovered.

During those five days, Grandma Genih treated Mantingan and the Northern River Angel like her own granddaughter. Although none of the two young people knew who the true granddaughter of Grandma Genih was, neither did they intend to ask if it should offend Grandma Genih.

The quiet atmosphere. That morning. The mantle sits cross-legged on his bed with an empty throw in front. There are many stories he has to write. Actually Mantingan had woken up earlier today, but only now he decided to write when his memory was really fresh.

Mantingan wrote starting from the part they fled from the inn. He also included a clear reason why he should run away rather than face the person who watches the North River Angel. The reason was clear and certain, Mantingan did not want to disturb the tranquility of the villagers. Mantingan was also worried that the old swordsman he met on his first arrival in the village would interfere in case of a fight. The business added runyam again if news about the existence of the North River Angel until it spread.

Mantingan also included that the most dangerous risk actually lies in the secret networks that are likely looking for the existence of the North River Angel. These secret networks can usually find and find someone even though the person is hiding behind the dark cave though. Just by mentioning the name of the city alone, the person sought can be found immediately.

This can also apply to the North River Angel which is currently still moving secretly. If the name of the Angel of the North River spreads and one of the secret networks knows it, then even Mantingan himself does not escape the danger

Actually Granny Genih still Manten shadowi with suspicion. Mantingan did not know the identity of the old woman. Grandma Genih rarely told me about her identity. Between Mantingan and Bidadari the North River did not intend to ask.

Mantingan often saw Grandma Genih walking into the forest with light steps. Manten and other warriors can recognize the light steps of Grandma Genih as the steps of an expert swordsman. On the ground he was treading, there was almost no trace left behind.

It seems that the North River Angel also knows the shortness of Grandma Genih, but does not want to talk about it openly. But the attitude of the Angel of the North River shows that he also knows it.

Despite still looming over with suspicion, Mantingan remained kind to Grandma Genih, and watched over her at once.

The story reached the middle when the door was knocked and the voice of the Northern River Angel sounded behind it. “Mantingan, can I come in now?”

“Just enter, Sister, the door is unlocked.”

The door opened, Bidadari Sungai Utara entered and immediately closed the door again. As his face looked at Mantingan, it could be seen that there was a hint of anxiety looming over him. The mantel who saw that immediately changed the attitude to be more serious.

“Yes, that's common. Then?”

“I heard the sound of the clinking of a sword from a distance, just a few twangs, but it was enough to make me worry.”

Manten was silent for a while before exhaling a long breath. “Saudari Sungai Utara, presumably we already know the short side of Grandma Genih.”

“I've been aware of it since the beginning before you came to your senses. Grandma Genih can carry you on her back, even though at that time you were still installing heavy bundles.” The North River Angel then said anxiously, “lalu, what should we do now?”

“You're here, I'll look for it.”

The North River's angel is getting anxious. “What if this house gets ambushed?”

“The chances are smaller than the chances of you not surviving while trying to find Grandma Genih.”

“But I'm afraid if left alone here.”

The mantan took a deep breath before grabbing his bundle. He took out dozens of Trapping Magic Throws, deliberately showing them to the Northern River Angel so that the girl understood his meaning.

“But, still will be dangerous.”

“North River sister, more dangerous if you follow me.” The mantle still said softly.

The face of the Northern River Angel looked agitated. He squeezed his own fingers, agitated as well. His eyes were looking out the window.

“With all these Magic Throws, you will be very safe until I return.” The mantle tried to convince. “You have martial ability too, for what is that ability if it is not utilized?”

The Northern River Angel was silent for a moment before sighing deeply. “See, Mantingan, I just can't fight alone. But that's okay, now you have to quickly find Grandma Genih before it's too late.”

The mantan nodded then stood up, grabbing his sword. He looked briefly at the North River Angel. “I'll be back soon.”

“Go back.”

The mantle did not wait any longer. With a single foothold on the ground, Mantingan shot out through the window, becoming the prowess of the shadows.

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