The Musafir

Exercise Bouncing Needles to the Surface of Water

THE MANTING STRAIGHTENED his body flattened. So that later when he landed, he would land far enough from the North River Angel. Mantingan's body moved sideways without being overtaken by the Northern River Angel.

And it's true. The mantel landed quite far from where the girl was. They were carrying the same roof. And they both sat directly. The Northern River Angel drew his sword forward, ready to strike Mantingan. Defeated him in one attack.

But at that time, the Angel of the North River felt that something above was moving very quickly towards him. Instinctively and alertly, the Angel of the North River turned his head. A moment later, not even a blink of an eye, the Northern River Angel again felt something had touched his neck.

The North River Angel looked down to see what was happening. Mantingan was smiling right in front of his body. The man's arm stretched out, the side of his palm touching the neck of the Northern River Angel. That's what has made him tickle.

Suddenly the North River Angel felt his anger stirring. His face was red again like a water guava. His eyes stared intently into Mantingan's eyes. As if I could swallow it round. He truly felt that the young man in front of him had done something presumptuous. Unforgivable!

But only a moment later, the Angel of the North River realized he had been mistaken.

Mantingan did not want to do anything to him. Mantingan's hand had touched the trunk of his neck, the Angel of the North River had already lost. In other words, Mantingan does not mean presumptuous.

Immediately the face of the North River Angel who was red was changed to a pseudo red color. Due to shame.

The mantan caught the sword sheath that floated down above the head of the Northern River Angel with next to his arm. The smile of the manting is widening. As if to have said, “I am the winner!”

However, the Northern River Angel did not take his defeat for granted. He filed a defense.

“You did not stick the sword blade on my neck, but only the palm of my hand. The palm of the hand will not make me lose.”

“Oh,” reply Light coat, “you do not believe or how?”

“Surely I do not believe in the strength of this palm of your hand.”

The smiling mantle is very wide. “Do you need proof?”

The Northern River Angel raised his face. Challenging. “I demand proof. So, prove it!”

The North River Angel poured a lot of energy into his neck. Prevent his neck from breaking if Mantingan blows too hard. While Mantingan just nodded slowly without saying anything.

The Northern River Angel felt as if the entire energy within his body had been sucked out. His feet could no longer hold his weight. Until he was born Bidadari Sungai Utara. Almost fell if only Mantingan's hand did not reach his body.

It only felt for a moment. The mantingan took off his tootokan. Make it fresh again. He can stand on his two feet again. He looked at Mantingan with a look of disbelief.

“How can you do it? I didn't see your hands move an inch!”

The mantel smiled awkwardly. “I have blocked Sister's bloodstream. I can tell you that my movements are very fast."

“Yes. I know. But from what I saw, it took at least one breath to knock the opponent down until he was paralyzed. But Brother, not even a blink of an eye has managed to cripple me.”

***

ONE MORNING I could say cloudy. Mantingan and Bidadari Sungai Utara stand opposite. Between the two is a fish pond that was just completed last night.

Mantingan said, “Flying fragrances, although flat and small, but still can be reflected to the surface of the water. Sisters must have seen the game of throwing stones on the surface of the river water, the person who threw the most reflected stone was the winner.”

The North River Angel then nodded. “I live on the edge of the river, of course often play it.”

“Do you like playing it?”

“Not too.” The Northern River Angel smiled awkwardly. “But if you ask me to bounce a rock in this pool, then I'm happy to do it.”

Manten. “Not the stone that Sister is going to throw, but the needle is flying.”

The Angel of the North River scrunched his forehead. Seeing that the North River Angel was confused, Mantingan said, “Didn't I have already explained that the needle flew, although flat and small in size, but still can be reflected to the surface of the water?”

“Despite that, it will surely be very difficult for me to do so, Brother.”

The mantel returned. “It's very easy. Throwing a flying needle is as easy as turning a palm. Me mean. While I was training under the guidance of Kiai Guru Kedai, I managed to bounce the flying needle to the surface of the water on the first try. Maybe sister will be like that too. Or at the very least, Sisters need two-three attempts to successfully do so.”

Then the Angel of the North River raised his eyebrows. “Is it really as easy as flipping the palm?”

The mantle nodded its head. “Better, Sisters prove it themselves.”

Mantingan threw a pack of flying needles towards the Northern River Angel. The needle had to float through the fish pond along the four fathoms before reaching the hands of the North River Angel. The needle that the Mantingan gives to the North River Angel is not the Dragonfly Needle. It was an ordinary needle without any privileges. But at least, the needles can still be flown well.

The girl then opened the package. Take out a needle and hold it for a while. The needle was so slender and light despite its length reaching one inch. The North River Angel is not sure if a needle can be reflected to the surface of the water.

The mantle crossed his two hands back. Smiling calmly. “Please try, Sister Sasmita.”

The Northern River Angel glanced at Mantingan at a glance. He held back a needle in his hand. Sighing even seemed useless, until finally the girl decided to immediately throw a needle.

Although his efforts will later bear fruit to failure, Bidadari Sungai Utara will not feel guilty. At least he tried.

The North River Angel grasped the needle tightly. He raised his right arm at ear level. Stretched back. His left arm was used to measure the direction of the fire.

The mantle is still in place. Still smiling. As if not afraid of being hit by a needle that will be glued by the North River Angel. But a moment later, he nodded. Can be seen Bidadari Sungai Utara wrongly gripped the needle stem. The pointed end of the needle is directly facing the target, but one way is facing up or to the side. However, Mantingan chose silence until he saw the results.

The North River was still silent. Take a run. Measuring distance.