The Musafir

The Musafir
Market Conditions



"Not bad idea.” Rara laughed again. “You can't just look at the building from this place alone. At the very least, you should go around.”


“Will I do.” The mantle stopped for a moment. “But can you give me a suggestion?”


“Tell me.”


“Do North River Angels have to be invited as well?”


“If you want to teach him how to infiltrate and stalk, then take him. But if you want the success of this task, then do not invite him.”


“Better I take her.”


“It's good. Rushing.”


***


THE COAT GOES A step. But a moment later he stopped. Facing Rara's faint shadow. “You're not leaving anymore, are you?”


“My task is not finished.”


The mantel smiled before continuing his footsteps. Towards the place of Bidadari Sungai Utara. It was not a difficult thing to find the whereabouts of the girl.


The Northern River Angel swallowed all his anxiety and fear. “What have you seen, Brother?”


“A large building. Most likely, it was their headquarters. Sisters will see for themselves.” While saying, Mantingan took back a piece of rope that was used to lead the Northern River Angel.


The heart of the Northern River Angel rumbled instantaneously. Not guessing before. “Do I need to see the building as well?”


“Ya.”


“Didn't you already see it?”


“I just saw from one side. And to see the other side of the building, I feel the need to invite you.”


The Angel of the North River gulped his anxiety deeply. Trying not to be afraid. After all, he did not want the fear of defeating him.


“Good.” There was a convincing voice from the girl.


As soon as they walk back. This time with all the care they had.


From its original location, Mantingan turned south. It was done based on his consideration. The entrance of a building is usually located on the north facing. Some are facing south. And very rarely facing east let alone west.


After approaching the building, the North River Angel no longer needed a rope to lead him. Although the light from the large building was vague, it was enough to reveal the path in front of the girl. However, Bidadari Sungai Utara did not remove the rope. Maybe he felt safer with the rope.


True allegations Mantingan. The south side of the building is the entrance. That is the same as meaning, that the north side is the main door of the enemy headquarters. Because the north side is much brighter than any other side.


“There is a tower in the building page,” said Mantingan pointed. “You saw for yourself, the tower was empty of guard. They were partying in the building. If their party is over, things may be different.”


The North River Angel nodded at Mantingan, but his gaze was fixed on the tower. “Why don't we attack right now?”


“At first, I thought so too. But I was made aware, there are many enemy members inside the village. If we attack then it is known their people in the village, then the safety of the population is in danger.”


“How can the robbers in the village know if we attack?”


Once again, the Northern River Angel nodded. “That means, this is too risky.”


“True. Enough we monitor from here.” The mantan muttered slowly.


In addition to the guard tower, Mantingan also found a small building next to the main building. When viewed from its shape, then the building is similar to a cow pen. But which robber kept the cows in his base while he was plowing a village? Mantingan knew very well that the building was a stallion.


The existence of a horse stable in the enemy base can be interpreted as good news. Swordsmen rarely use horses in battle. Especially if you have to bring the horse in and out of the forest. Only ordinary soldiers used horses in battle.


“Better we go home now.”


“Is something pressing you, Mantingan? I feel like we haven't been here long enough.”


“Indeed we shouldn't stay here long, Sister. Our current position is not very good. We are too open, the enemy can directly see us from all directions.”


The Northern River Angel then nodded in understanding.


***


MANTINGAN AND the Northern River Angel made it out of the forest. But after seeing the presence of the patrons in walking in the rice field, Mantingan and Bidadari North River rotate direction. They passed through a thicket area in the south of the village.


Before actually returning home to the Mantingan residence, they took the time to buy the gifts they had promised to Cana and Kina.


The market atmosphere is not too crowded. Not really as usual. In contrast to the number of shops that are open. The residents clearly knew there had been piracy in their village. The double taxation obviously weighed on almost the entire village. As a result, many of them do not go to the market at night to save money. Whereas at ordinary times, many residents celebrate the night by going to the market.


Of course the sellers choose to open their outlets. Even though you know it won't sell. At least to cover the increasingly burdensome tax costs.


So in the streets of the market, there is only Bidadari Sungai Utara and Mantingan course— as a visitor. Both were shouted by many traders who offered their merchandise.


“Sutra fabric for beautiful and beautiful women, please provide a great discount!”


“Sweet roasted deer meat, great price discount only for today!”


“Sweeties! Cheap price, delicious taste, full stomach!”


Of the many traders who bid, only the sweets traders they approached for the first time. The North River Angel buys a lot of sweets.


“One sweetmeat costs five bronze pieces only,” said the merchant smiling.


“Five bronzes? It's too cheap ...” The North River's angel shook his head slowly.


The merchant let out a long sigh before saying weakly, “It really only costs three bronze pieces. But after the tax rises due to the ‘itu’ thing, then the peril is forced to raise the price. Please forgive me, Nyai.”


The North River Angel raised his eyebrows. So did Mantingan. Wonderful to know the price for a piece of sweets. So cheap!


“How much is it all, Uncle?” This time the mantle spoke.


“All these sweets I sold, right?”


“Yes. Everything was. What?”


The merchant asked Mantingan to wait a little while he started counting the whole sweets.