The Musafir
The Bidadari River Utara
THE LONGER, Mantingan's smile grew more awkward. Wiranti went all-out in praising him, whereas she herself did not feel so. And now, Mantingan wanted to quickly settle his affairs with Wiranti.
“Already, Lady. I don't deserve all that praise.” The mantle scratched his head which was not itchy at all. “So, when will Sasmita move here, Ms Wira?”
Wiranti smiled and replied, “Today too, Son of Man. Daku will rent a buffalo cart to carry the necessary items here.”
The mantle then nodded. “I'll be there and help ...”
“Eh, no need, no need.” The mother of the hero attacked. “Not good you put out a lot of energy. Let me order a bastard to help Sasmita. Child just need to sit sweetly here, it is much better for self Child.”
“Cannot be like that, Ms. Wira—”
“On this, I have no intention of receiving a rebuttal from you, Son of Man.” Ibu Wira took a sip of tea in her cup for the last time. “We beg of you. Sasmita's move must be taken care of quickly. And if we are here for too long, you will definitely not be able to not bother yourself. So let us go, Son of Man. See you later in the afternoon.”
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WHEN HE HEARD the wind chimes in front of his fence ringing out loud, Mantingan hurriedly exited the house. Kana and Kina who had never seen Mantingan so hurried in receiving guests quickly became curious. However, they followed Mantingan up to the terrace only.
The mantan opened the gates of his courtyard. His sight was immediately presented by a large ox complete with a cart behind him. A bastard on the back of an ox gave a warm greeting to Mantingan.
“Good day, Brother. Is this place really the residence of a young man named Jaya?”
Mantian nodded. “Ya, by which Brother I mean.”
“In that case, allow any incoming danger to drop off items. Danger Surat Ibu Wira.”
“Ya, yes. Please bring that buffalo in.”
The bastard broke his arm. The buffalo returned to walking after roaring once. Then the Mantingan moved to close the gate. The mantel directs the bastard to bring his kerba pedati closer to the porch.
The mantan and the bastard shoulder to shoulder lowered the goods. Although the person has asked Mantingan not to help, but Mantingan is not Mantingan if he does not like to help. Sitting on my hands while the bastard is working hard can be interpreted as slavery.
Truly, the Angel of the North River is only a woman whose Mantingan knows her life is very simple. Surprisingly, the broad buffalo pedati was full of his belongings. But a little later, Mantingan can see that all of it is items for medicinal purposes.
The mantan does not use his swordsmanship to bring things down quickly. He felt like he had to disguise himself as a layman in front of the bastard. If only the bastard had come to know that the Mantan was a swordsman, there was a chance that he would have acted rashly.
It is true that lately Mantingan learned that the villagers began to get tired of the robbers who controlled the Wind Bell Village. Silently, they gather the energy of young people. Take the fight. However, it was later discovered that the power of the entire village youth would not be able to fight against the robbers powered by the swordsman.
Until the Wind Bell Village was freed from the black hands of the pirates, Mantingan intended to keep his identity hidden.
Still the work done by two young men will be faster than done by one young man alone. The entire item had been dropped off on the terrace floor, it was an easy job for Mantingan to bring it inside.
“Did Mother Hero have paid you, Brother?” The mantel asked friendly.
“Yes. The Lady has paid me, brother. So now I just stay home.”
“Wait a minute.” The mantel took out a piece of money from his pocket. He saw the piece glittering yellow. “This as a thank you from sarah. Brother is the most suave bastard I've ever met.”
“Brothers, this is too much ..”
“Receive, Brother. I know that what's going on right now is really burdensome. So please accept it for myself.”
The bastard glanced at Mantingan's eyes many times. Seeking hidden evil intentions. However, the bastard never found him inside the eyes of the Mantingan. In fact, it never will.
So with great respect, he received the piece of gold from the hand of Mantingan. “Brothers, sarah expressed her deepest gratitude. Brother really understand, indeed at this time the Wind Bell Village is being possessed by the demons of hell. Those demons really burdened us all. The village head was arrested, the village representative was like that. I don't know what happened to them now.”
At that moment, Mantingan recalled the conversation between two pirates who killed the vice village chief in the moonlight forest at that time. The conversation was about the death of the village chief. And clearly at that moment, the vice village chief died with his head rolling.
However, Mantingan decided not to tell the bastard about the village chief and the vice village chief. Perhaps, the flames of anger of the young bastard ignited and propagated everywhere.
“Villagers are ready to shed their blood for the liberation of the land from the sinful hands of the accursed demons! Even myself is ready to be chopped into a thousand pieces as long as the Wind Bell Village returns mahardhika!” The bastard chirped, then asked him, “didn't you want to come with us? From the peril see, Brother is quite healthy and fit.”
The mantle shook slowly. “Sahaya no disease in.”
“Ah, forget about the words of the peril, Brother. Hazards really do not know the misfortune that befell you, forgive.”
Mantingan waved his arm. “Not a problem, Brother. If indeed the danger has felt a little better, it is certain that the danger will also lift the kelewang. Currently, Sahaya can only pray so as not to die of disease.”
“Sahaya also prayed so for Brother. May the Batara god raise all your diseases. Disappeared not left. Well, Brother, it seems like the danger should come back soon. Danger was afraid that there was one of the demons watching us. If it takes too long, the sinful creature will be suspicious. Goodbye, Brother, thank you for your generosity!”
Mantan delivered the bastard with his armchair to the front of the gate. Ensure the safety of the person while still within his or her visibility.
