The Musafir

He is a Sincere and Holy Youth

the CONVERSATION continued and Mantingan continued to listen.

“The original power in the native country was slowly cornered by regional kingdoms under the control of foreign nations, until it finally fell and was destroyed unceremoniously. After the fall of the power of the indigenous people, the foreign nation that had become a conqueror nation at that time had complete control over the power and thought of the indigenous people in the land.

“Even to ridicule the indigenous people who were destroyed after thousands of years of standing, they created childish songs that until now were often sung without knowing the true meaning of the song.”

“What does the chant look like? What title? And where are the songs sung?”

“Friend, I won't say much less sing it here. I think it's too offensive. After all, our cooking has matured. We must present it as soon as possible on the young-looking swordsman if you do not want to be exposed to big problems.”

So the end of the conversation of the two cooks that left at least a sense of wonder and curiosity in Mantingan's mind.

Which nation do they mean in that conversation? What kind of childish singing turned out to have a mocking meaning and is still sung today? Why did Mantingan feel like he had never heard the story of the nation?

However, Mantingan felt that the nation intended by the cook in the kitchen had little or much to do with the Book of the Lotus. I don't know why, he felt so. Is not the Lotus Book and the indigenous people both still vague in origin, but also have the same teachings of goodness and truth?

About the Book of the Lotus itself, although it seems not to have the slightest teaching of igama in it, still contains the value of truth in every sentence in it.

Will the Lotus Book in fact have a myriad of secrets that are difficult to reveal by Mantingan or even Kiai Guru Kedai though? What if in fact, the Book of the Lotus is a scripture for the original igama of the indigenous people mentioned or even a book of laws and regulations of the nation?

Everything is still vague. Everything is still hard to guess the truth. Is the history of the Lotus Book and the indigenous people really gone or is there really no alias created solely for the sake of undermining the history that exists today? Again, everything is still vague, everything is still difficult to explain.

The dish was delivered at once to the Mantingan table by one of the cooks who had a conversation with his friend. The bloomer looked at Mantingan from top to bottom with a very observant gaze, although his smile still broadened on the lips.

Mantingan paid for all the dishes he ordered and returned the swordsman's smile. The mantan unintentionally slipped a hint of murderous lust in his gaze, so the swordsman immediately turned his eyes to a cause he did not know at all!

***

MANTINGAN, North River Angel, Cana, and Kina eat together in the room of the North River Angel. On this occasion, many times the Mantingan cursed himself. Not without reason, his eyes were hard pressed to stop staring at the Northern River Angel!

Would it be unnatural for a Mantingan if the girl looked very beautiful and charming in full sight this morning?

Without her veil, the girl was like an angel who came down from the land of kahyangan only to drink a drop of morning dew on fresh taro leaves. It is not even excessive to call it the most beautiful among the angels. Such is the Angel of the North River, which however it must be known that he is still a human being born from the belly of the mother.

Mantingan admitted, his young blood is churning. Of course, he himself is an ordinary man who is often passionate about love. No matter how strong his virtues were, the Mantingan was still a young blooded human.

The North River Angel was somewhat not concerned about it. The girl clearly knew that Mantingan was endlessly looking at her, but she did not give any response and instead acted as if Mantan had never looked at her.

Even Kana was aware of the Mantingan's gaze. Sometimes the boy cleared his throat, which always resuscitated the Mantingan every time he cleared his throat, but presumably it was useless because the Mantingan was always lured back.

“Kak Maman, Kina wants to learn to write neatly on the palm. Can Brother teach Kina?” Kina's eyes sparkled with hope.

Choked mantle. Of course the request could not be denied at all even under these circumstances.

“Kina can't write yet?” The mantel then asked subtly. As he recalled, he had seen Kina playing a teaser on a ejection sheet.

Kina smiled shyly. “Actually, Kina can already, even if it is still a little. But, Kina still can not write a neat and beautiful script like Kak Maman made. The script that Kina wrote often came out of the line that Kina had specified.”

Mantingan nodded his head slowly and showed his warm smile. “Alright, China. We can start my room after Kina finishes eating.”

Angel of the North River said, “Why not here?”

Sontak Mantingan gulped. Her warm smile changed instantly into a stiff smile.

“Sister, you actually know what I'm dealing with right now, don't you?”

The Northern River Angel nodded her head with a faint smile. “Yes. However, didn't you ever tell me to always face a problem and not run away from it? And I seem to doubt my reasoning.”

Mantingan smiled bitterly before replying, “For a matter like this, Sister, I fear that something bad will happen.”

“If that happens, I really won't bother with it.”

The young man's heart suddenly thumped strongly. He felt something he had never felt before. His common sense seemed to fade, changing with perverse persuasions from his mind.

Mantingan looked at the girl with long-goals. What if what is really happening? Why is the attitude of the Northern River Angel so different than before?

The mantan did not wait any longer to immediately stand up from its place.

“Kina, spend your food first and prepare the necessary equipment. I'll be back in a minute.”

Kina certainly could not understand what was happening. Really, it was beyond his comprehension. All he could do now was nod his head.

Mantingan's body suddenly disappeared from that place, along with the opening of a window in the room of the Northern River Angel.

Kana was really curious, she would not be satisfied if she just wondered in her mind. So ask the boy to the Angel of the North River, “Kaka Sasmita, why did the Kakanda depart when he finished breaching with you?”

The Northern River Angel simply smiled faintly and replied, “He is a sincere and holy youth.”