The Musafir

Merchant House

“I might be able to believe about Kembangmas, but about the swordsman, I still doubt its existence. To me, they are just limited to fairy tales that will never come true.”

Forehead Shriveling mantle. “Not an incident in Kuningan it ...”

Mantingan did not continue his words when he realized the mistake. He must have reminded Rara of the dark event, which took the life of his father.

“They are not warriors, Mantingan. They're just a gang of repeat robbers. They are a group of humans who have the ability to do depraved.”

Mantingan could only nod slowly without intending to continue the conversation before Rara became more carried away because of remembering the death of her father. But, he still could not deny the existence of a warrior figure. He had seen for himself how Satya fought with Cakra, whose speed was so much faster that it could not be caught by his eyes. Clearly he knew, that for the lay people, the existence of warriors was still in doubt. Perhaps the position of the swordsman is the same as that of the shaman, whom people believe-not-believe in.

Mantingan had also heard that the swordsman was not an ordinary fighter. Many silat colleges that stand in Tarumanagara, but that does not mean his students are always taught to be warriors. Swordsman is a person who is able to control the inner power for martial arts. So it became clear the position of ordinary fighters with a swordsman position. To become a regular fighter, many people can easily take it. But to become a swordsman, there are not many who can take it, or indeed not many who want to take it.

The conversation halted temporarily, before Mantingan realized that Rara had deliberately switched the conversation.

“Do not switch the conversation. Clothes from the Land of the Roof of the Sky will still be purchased.”

Rara sighed and shook her head. “I just don't want to burden you too much, so please don't keep this up.”

But Mantingan had a strong reason. That the father of Rara had saved his life, and that Rara was entrusted to him in order to survive. His debt is considered to be large. He will give his best to Rara.

Not that he has a taste in Rara, but more because of debt. All this time, he had never felt a real fall in love. He fell in love when he was a child, but that love was just love.

Mantingan then turned a little and asked a food merchant. “Sorry, Uncle, if I may ask.”

“Of course.” That person smiled kindly at Mantingan and Rara.

“Is it here that sells clothes from the Land of the Roof of the Sky?”

The person seemed to be fluent in his language, then said, “Not in this market, Brother. But it is still located in Cikahuripan. There was a merchant's house located at the end of the village. In this village, he was the only person selling items from the Sky Rooftop Country. But he did not sell it in this market, he sold it in Sunda. However, you can visit his home. He is friendly and kind, there is a possibility that he is willing to sell you the clothes that you said. Daku will explain the details ...”

Mantingan received directions towards the house in detail. It would not be difficult to find a big house in a small village like this. Mantingan then thanked him.

“Rara, you must be hungry,” he told Rara later. “Uncle, I want four steamed food.”

“Ah, of course. Please choose, Brother!”

However, Mantingan did not crush him. No need for an explanation that Rara is now hungry. Although the woman had tried to cover it, but Mantingan could see it from his very slow footwork.

The mantle selects four steamed foods, then takes out one piece of silver. “Is this enough, Uncle?”

“This is it, Brother, the number must be enough even the change counted a lot. The four fry only cost eight bronze. Let me get the change ready.”

“No need.” Mantingan held “Take it as payment for Uncle's kindness. Although it was too little for the kindness of Uncle who doubled in size, then just think of it as a hundred pieces of gold.”

The man smiled, advanced and patted the shoulder of the Mantang twice. “I put awe on you. In fact, there are still many good people in this world.”

Mantingan then say goodbye and bring Rara quickly away from the market. He gave the four steamed meals entirely to Rara.

Shame, but Rara still spent it all.

His stomach is hungry. Pasta-giving pastry is not enough to fill his stomach that has been accustomed to heavy food.

It was not long for them to get to the merchant's intended house. A very big house. It almost resembles Satya's house. Two floors, but wide. As well as having a fence of red brick neatly arranged. The yard is filled with various kinds of flower plants, looks beautiful even though the day is already night. Due to not having a gate, as if anyone could pay a visit to it, Mantingan walked in while Rara followed behind him in great disbelief.

Arriving at the big door, Mantingan knocked slowly several times. They waited for a long time before the door opened. A little boy opened the big door. It was a bit difficult, but the boy seemed to be trying very hard.

“Ohai! Who are you two, and what would you like?” The boy smiled sweetly.

“Funny once ..” Rara looked at him with sparkling eyes, but Mantingan soon realized that the boy did not like to be said to be a funny child.

“Pardon us two who seem to be intruding on a blind night like this, but can I meet this host? If you need to know, then the interest we both came here is to buy an item.”

“Alright, please as long as Brother is waiting here, let me call Mr.”

The boy didn't close the door. With those small footsteps, he ran inside. Although the door was open, abstain for Mantingan to peek inside. Rara that imitates the movements of the Mantingan also acts in such a way, not peering and just looking at the ceiling of the wall.

Not a moment later, a heavy voice greeted. The mantan turned his gaze forward, he immediately saw a man who was presumably thirty years old standing at the door. The man smiled kindly at Mantingan and Rara, then invited her inside.

After arriving in it, Mantingan immediately directed on a long padded bench in the middle room. After sitting down, Mantingan looked around with a glance to ensure that this place was safe without any traps. A very luxurious house, Mantingan can see that many display objects made of gold, or just good plates on display. Rara sat next to Mantingan and the man of the house was sitting opposite them.