The Musafir

A Center of Attention

“What the hell is this, Kakanda? Why would I let that guy extort your money so easily? We already paid at the entrance, why should we pay here anyway?”

Mantingan gestured for Kana to shrink her voice. They were almost the center of attention of the hundreds of auction guests that were inside the room. Kana quickly silenced her mouth, almost forgetting that they were stepping down the stairs between the guest stands.

Both of them continued to walk down the stairs. They got two front seats. But it does not mean to be the front one, because to reach the auction stage they still have to pass two rows of benches again.

After really occupying his stool, then Mantingan said.

“If this auction room does not incur additional fees, then for those who do not intend to buy auction items do not need to think twice to enter here. If that happens, will not this room be filled with people who do not want to buy goods at all, while those who really want to buy auction items are outside because they do not get a place?”

Kana could only nod her head in a sign that she understood. Although he truly understood that it was indeed necessary, but still he did not give up the piece of gold that the Mantang had given to the guard in front of the auction entrance.

To melt the atmosphere, Mantingan decided to have a light conversation with Kana.

They discuss a lot of things that are really not heavy. As for what good food is preferred, what kind of trees are comfortable to shelter, what kind of lake has a lot of fish in it, and such.

Such a conversation, though not important, but adds harmony in a relationship. If what is discussed is always a really heavy talk, then the relationship will be awkward.

As they chatted, the auction tribune was gradually filled with newly arrived guests. Unwittingly the two, the auction hall did not become silent anymore. Turned into noise by the chatter of the auction guests.

The atmosphere has become very crowded. Resembling celebration. Almost the entire bench has been occupied. And almost all the guests brought their wives or at least friends into the auction hall, which eventually made the atmosphere more crowded because it was impossible if they were silent without conversing.

Until the moment when a canang was struck strongly, a sign that the auction was about to begin. In an instant, the crowd changed into silence. Guests have long been looking forward to the auction that will be hosted by a special presenter today.

Mantingan and Kana were silent after a thunderous voice filled the auction hall. Mantingan immediately checked if the money was enough to buy the entire order of the Northern River Angel. Upon inspection, Mantingan found that while in his coffers there were at least 200 pieces of gold.

Once again the canang was struck, a sound that had the meaning that the auction would actually start without needing to linger any longer. The mantle rests its back on the back of the chair. Relax the goods for a moment, because an auction is very able to make its guests can not relax even though just watching, especially if following the auction?

The door behind the stage opened slowly. A little later, a beautiful woman came out of the room behind the door. Showing a big smile to the audience.

Shortly after the appearance of the beautiful young woman, the auction hall was filled with a roar of applause. Some even threw long screams and cheered cheerfully.

The girl stopped in the middle of the stage. Her sweet lips endlessly offered a sweet smile. As his eyes were looking towards the auction guests, his eyes stopped when he accidentally saw the figure of Mantingan. His smile suddenly faded.

The mantan had been pensive from the beginning. Unbelievingly. Initially, Mantingan's forehead frowned in shock. But then, Mantingan can find a reasonable answer to the current question.

However, the girl seems to realize that she is still guiding the auction. Hundreds of people were watching and looking forward to starting the auction immediately. He could not mix personal matters into his work.

Then put his big smile back to the audience. By force, he took his eyes off the figure of Mantingan.

“Good morning, Dear Gentlemen and Ladies! Sahaya, Dara, promised to present an amazing auction for the ladies and gentlemen!”

Back the auction hall was filled with boisterous applause and cheers. The mantel just smiled a little.

“Kakanda, isn't that the woman you just looked up to?”

“Ya, it looks like so.” The mantel laughed softly. Then the laughter just disappeared. “Kana, I don't look at him.”

The girl in the middle of the stage again made a sound, “Guests, before the danger of starting the auction, Sahaya asked for a little time to just tell a news story, which may still not be known by some of the attendees who are present here.” Dara took a deep breath. “A Dara has changed, becoming a much better woman than before. Dara is no longer a cheap woman; Dara becomes a woman of self-esteem. Surely a change of this magnitude is not without cause ...”

The mantel held his breath. Her eyes widen. Just now that he wanted to raise his hand to stop his old friend, Dara had already continued his words.

“At previous auctions, Dara had already said that there was someone who was able to push himself Dara out of the snares of a sinful world, now that person is in this room.” Tetiba, Dara's eyes highlight the mantan. His hand was raised towards Mantingan. “He's a Hero Man.”

Manten grinning. He had released his caping upon entering this building, so that his face could not be clearly displayed. Of course there is no time for Mantingan to put it back.

Meanwhile, all the attention of the guest is directed to Mantingan. Even the special guests did not hesitate to pay attention to Mantingan. How next came the admiration and whispers of the guests. Manten was truly the center of attention of all the guests in the auction hall at this moment.

The person sitting next to Mantingan did not hesitate to take a look at his hand before saying excitedly, “You are the Hero Man? What a great fortune in my life to meet someone like you here.”

Similarly, the money man sat beside Cana, without hesitation to grab the hand of Mantingan next to him. “You are a Hero Man? Why did you appear in this city? Come with my company if you are walking east.”

The mantan only responded to them with an awkward smile. Meanwhile, sent the Science of Whispering the Wind to Dara.

“Well, I'm so happy to see you back. But can you not mention this again in this place?”

Mantingan knew that he could not blame Dara. Quite the contrary, Mantingan felt that this was his own fault. For people who are following a secret journey, Mantingan is too careless because it does not hide his identity at all. This is what makes Dara able to easily recognize him. Isn't that perfectly natural?