The Musafir
The North River Angel's Transfer Plan
KANA NODDED softLY. “Him still got a lot at home. And he ... has promised to lend me ten other love books.”
The North River Angel glanced at Mantingan. Intend to calm the young man if angry. But really, there was not the slightest hint of anger engraved on Mantingan's face. Looking at it, the young man remained soft and warm.
“Do not be friends with him anymore.” The mantang said firmly. “Himself brings bad influence to you. Befriend
Kana.
“The book of love is not a read for children. Even for adults to me, this reading is pointless.” The mantang said softly, but also firmly. “What can you get from these books besides being able to seduce women?”
Kana remained silent. But he nodded, as a sign that he heard and understood.
“If you consider that women are trivial affairs, then you are clearly wrong. Women are still human beings. If you can only seduce and play with his feelings, then your actions are not at all manly. Remember that a man does more than he says.”
“I understand, Kaka.” Kana nodded her head slowly with her gaze still down.
Mantingan then invited Kana back to her room. Of course there can be relief on the child's face. After Cana had truly left, the Mantingan gathered the three petals before him.
“Brothers intend what the books are?” Ask the Angel of the North River.
“Better to burn only, Sister.” The mantle opens up one of the splinters. Pulling a bunch of spit rolls in it. “Wah, wow, wow. It's only fitting that Kana is good at seducing.”
The North River Angel shifted his seat closer and closer towards Mantingan. Intend to read the book of love that is presented. But instead of inviting, Mantingan actually closed the book. Quickly he put it back in the shell.
Without hesitation, the girl said a little offended, “If you don't mind, I want to read the book.”
The mantle shook quickly. “Sister, take care of the sanctity of your eyes. This book is not very good.”
“Then why did you read it?”
“Inadvertently, and I will never repeat again.”
The Northern River Angel could only smile wryly. Swallowed all his curiosity.
***
“Son Man, I can't linger in your house. Forgive me if I don't appreciate this tea banquet.”
“Same is not a problem for me, Lady. And talk-talk, why is Mother Wira in such a hurry?”
“Before that, I needed to convey the intent of my arrival here.”
“Ya, please, Ms. Wira.” Mantingan smiled warmly while gesturing for the Northern River Angel to pour tea.
“My arrival this early in the morning is actually quite important and urgent. Hope you are not disturbed by my presence.” Wiranti cleared her throat several times before continuing, “must I say that your time is not much, Son Man. If no antidote is found immediately, then I am worried .. you are not saved.”
The mantang kept his smile. There was no disappointment in his face. “If that's what has to happen, then I can't do much, Ms. Wira.”
“No. I mean not coming here to tell you bad news, Son of Man. I came to your house to solve a problem. However, it seems that this troubleshooting will be a little troublesome for Children.”
“Tell me, Lady. Myself will fight full-fledged to maintain life.” Indeed Mantingan is okay if he had to die with Unnamed Poison, but that does not mean he will give up.
Wiranti took a deep breath before starting to say, “From tonight, Sasmita will stay at your house. I plead with the Child not to mind accepting it ..”
The mantle nodded his head several times. “I don't mind at all, Lady. But if I may know, why does Sister Sasmita live here?”
“Himself lives in this place in order to be able to monitor your state at all times, Son Man. He also needed the medicinal plants present in your garden to create the antidote to the Unnamed Poison. His workspace will be moved here.” Mother Wira let out a long breath. “Not that I no longer need it and throw Sasmita at you. Truly the Drug Store will lose its prestige without Sasmita. But I see you need it more, so I'll let Sasmita work here. Take care of you, Son of Man. I can't imagine what happens to Kana and Kina if you die too soon. And you are a very generous man of all the men I know, the universe will cry if it has to lose you.”
The mantan could only smile awkwardly in response to any praise that led to him. “Sasmita I always accept with open arms, Lady. Wira's mother does not need to worry, of course I will take care and take good care of Sasmita. But, I feel the need to pay for all the losses obtained by Mother Wira due to the departure of Sasmita—”
“If you intend to pay me with a piece of money, then I will reject it. It is enough to pay for it with you living in the world and continuing to spread virtue. In fact, it was more than enough.”
Mantingan brushed off the rejection, “But, Mother Wira has lost a lot due to me. I can't be calm if I don't pay Ibu Wira a reasonable price.”
“Didn't I just say, it is enough with you to live in the world, continue to spread virtue. This old me does not need a lot of money to be happy. Kana and Kina playing home makes me happy. However, my heart often feels the pain of seeing Javadvipa getting more chaotic as the day goes on. I believe that if you continue to live and spread virtue, this chaos will soon be extinguished. The enemies will be afraid to see you. Fight over who first prostrate before the tip of your feet.”
“Ah, Lady Mother. Mother's praise is too much. I am not a monk who spreads virtue. I am just an ordinary traveler. Which destination and direction of the road is still vague.”
“No. You humble yourself, as low as you humble. Verily thou knowest thou the propagator of virtue. But since thou art a virtue, thou shalt not boast, Son of Man. Are you tired of your lunge in the Wind City of Nyiur at that time? Really, I am very honored to meet you, O Mantingan!”
