The Musafir
Don't You Know Who You're Talking To?
“Brother, watch your mouth!”
THE FRIEND beside the bearded man defended. No matter how they are in the same unity.
“Do you not know who you are talking to?!” said again.
The mantang nodded his head. “Not wrong and not not, you guys are special lascars from Tarumanagara.”
“Good if you know, but not good what you tell us! Speaking like that, you are the same as insulting the rules in Tarumanagara!”
“I'm sure if Sri Maharaja Punawarman is here, then he will order you to go to the Wind Bell Village to report everything.”
“Brothers do not speak as well as if it concerns Sri Maharaja Purnawarman Sang Iswara Digwijaya Bhimaparakrama Suryamahapurusa Jagatpati!”
"Great conversation and greeting Brother."
Just as his friend was about to draw a spear, the bearded man raised his hand to hold it. As an elder, he was certainly experienced to be calm in all circumstances.
“Two brothers, don't know who you're talking to?” Suddenly the North River Angel entered the conversation after not being able to silence his mouth. Hearing from his tone, he looked angry.
“Hayo you are female, with whom do we speak?” said the bearded man's friend.
Mantingan turned to the girl, as if to say to calm down. But the Angel of the North River would not heed it at all.
“You are talking to Mantingan, the Man Hero you mentioned by name earlier!”
The two warriors immediately stared at Mantingan from top to bottom. While the young man could only smile wryly, according to him the North River Angel had made a considerable mistake.
“Isn't Hero Man still on guard in Wind Bell Village? And I'm sure, Sister, Hero Man doesn't look this bad.”
“Do not judge a person by his appearance, Brother.” The disciple from White Wind College dared to raise his voice. “The person in front of you is Hero Man, he was the one who defeated the Sea Beggar Association when they attacked the Wind Bell Village.”
“True. And the three of us are students from White Wind College.” Another student overcame him.
The Northern River Angel nodded in agreement then said, “And I am the Angel of the North River.”
Mantingan patted his forehead while grinning annoyedly. This journey is no longer a secret journey.
“Mantingan, do not hold back your vanity.” The North River Angel said tightly after seeing Mantingan did nothing while being defended.
“Not so, Sisters ...”
Mantingan then explained that this trip should be kept a secret. The North River Angel, and all the disciples from the North Wind School who were there immediately realized his mistake. Their faces turned pale. Especially Bidadari Sungai Utara, just remembered that he was still a fugitive se-Javadvipa.
“You do not make a joke to deceive us.” The bearded man finally said.
Mantingan immediately replied, “Ya, it is better that the two of you do not believe what we said earlier.”
The mantle stopped sounding. Suddenly he even seemed to hold his breath! His eyes highlighted the forest in front that was still not doused in the beautiful rays of the sun. Slowly his hand was raised up.
They turned their bodies. Facing the forest with each unsheathed weapon. They retreated slowly towards the horse carriage. The atmosphere became tense in an instant!
Mantingan whispers to the Angel of the North River using the Science of Whispering of the Wind, “Saudari, children.”
The Northern River Angel nodded before flashed swiftly to the back. Along with the movement of the North River Angel, Mantingan saw another movement above his head. Fire arrows!
It flew without being caught. The mantel did not see the arrow before. When he whispered to the Northern River Angel earlier, his alertness decreased slightly. Even if a little very impactful! So that freely and on target, the arrow stuck on the roofs of horse carriages. With a troubled feeling, Mantingan turned towards the carriage. Kana and Kina are nowhere to be seen.
The girl returned next to Mantingan shortly afterwards.
“Where is Kana Kina?”
“In a safe place,” reply in a whisper, “I should help you in case of a battle.”
“Sister, I don't want to argue much here, but ...”
North River Angel cut it, “If so, let me help you. Kana and Kina are safer if not with me.”
“You have installed a Magic Thrower to secure them?”
The North River Angel nodded, Mantingan nodded as well. It is true, they will be safer alone than with the North River Angel. The Sea Beggars Society is targeting the Mantingan and the North River Angel, not Cana or Kina.
The mantan felt the heat of the blazing flames behind his back. “Save valuables in the car, do not get burned. I'll stay here.”
Without lingering any longer, the Angel of the North River flashed back. Saving high-value medical items. While Mantingan, three students from the North Wind College, and two spearmen from the special army Tarumanagara keep alerting weapons in front of the train. They no longer took a step back.
“Brother Man, we who attack or those who attack?” said one of the White Wind College students.
“Let those who attack. They are full of preparation whereas we are not.”
So the disciple from the North Wind College nodded in understanding. In the face of the siege, it would be nice not to attack first, it could be that the enemy has prepared a trap. The North River returned shortly thereafter.
“Brother,” says the girl, “can we try out the pairing moves you taught me first?”
Mantingan glanced at the girl for a moment to see how big her belief was. Then the young man nodded slowly. “We Play a Pair of Storks Snatching Fish.”
***
MANTINGAN AND the North River Angel get closer to each other until they touch. Indeed, this is the condition of a Pair of Storks Snatching Fish. The player must be two warriors who both master the style, and they must be close to each other, even tingling during playing the Pair of Stork Snatching Fish.
They first set their breath. Tranquility in thinking, even when facing a full-blown battle, is the third requirement to play the Pair of Stork Snatching Fish. That pair of warriors should not be upset at all. Once wrong to take a movement, then life is most likely to drift away from the body.
Meanwhile, other warriors spread. As a swordsman whose skill was far above that of an opponent, then they could face dozens or even dozens of opponents at once. Therefore, they spread out, to create a safe distance and not to intersect with fellow comrades.
Only the Mantingan and the Angel of the North River were close together there. It was as if this vast earth was not enough for both of them. Or as if, once again as if, the rope of romance had tied them. But really, that closeness means death to those who want to separate it!
