The Musafir
Battle of Two Forces
When Mantingan asked Arkawidya and had managed to make the two women in front of Mantingan look at him surprised instead of playing, that was when Arkawidya cleared his throat once and replied with a reply that Mantingan never expected.
“I'm fine, think of it as a gift of gratitude and friendship. But what about Rara?”
The answer from Arkawidya clearly made the Mantingan surprised not a bitch. He never really asked that question, and he certainly didn't want anything like that!
“I'm also okay ...”
And one similar answer from Rara managed to make Mantingan instantly run in fear all the way from that place. Rara and Arkawidya could only stare strangely at Mantingan.
Mantingan still ran scared until he almost came out of the bamboo forest, towards the road. He was only stopped after making sure the two crazy women were not chasing. Mantingan heaved a long sigh of relief, exhaling it slowly.
Only after Mantingan calmed down, and did not hesitate to make breakfast to be together Wasn't that commonplace? Prostitution, adultery, and so on are not things that are considered taboo to the public. These acts are forbidden in religion. But for the public it is common.
Even brothels are protected by royal laws and regulations. And a man of age like Mantingan would be considered reasonable if he had hired some prostitute women. But until now, Mantingan had never hired a prostitute and she was still a virgin intact. It was not that he did not have the money to do that, only that he considered that such a thing was very bad because it tarnished the meaning of loyalty.
The mantan does not want to distinguish where it is a woman for the family and to pour out all his love, with women for fun only. The mantel snatched his father, who ran home and hid behind his wife's body when a woman teased him.
Didn't the fruit fall not far from the tree?
The mantan had just wanted to light a fire in the pile of wood he had managed to gather until his ears caught the galloping of horse footsteps from a distance. Originally from the road, and fortunately Mantingan is currently far from the streets and has not lit a fire.
The mantel left his footwear and settled into the street. A very thick reed that makes the forest part look very dark, due to the closure of sunlight by leaves and stems that overlap. With that, Mantingan can hide behind one of the reed and covered with shadows. He could see what was going on in those dusty streets.
Mantingan saw an army of horsemen speeding from his right, and an army without horses raiding from his right. Do they want to fight or do they want to do an art show? But there can't be an art show held in the middle of a desolate forest like this.
This incident happened so quickly. The two men brandished their weapons. Horsemen only use spear weapons and swords, while horseless troops attack with weapons that are very diverse in form.
Remaining one fathom before the collision between the forces occurred, in that instant the troops without horses disappeared as if swallowed by air. What followed was a death cry from the people on his horse before his body and the body of his horse fell into a terrible state.
Everyone in the cavalry was killed in just one eye. A moment later the horseless army reappeared and scattered in the place of the corpses of the cavalry. Mantingan thought that they must be warriors, humans who could do that were just swordsmen.
Pimply. The position of the Mantingan was in danger at this time!
The mantle must not make a sound that provokes them, which in turn means that it cannot move.
“Tarum soldiers are indeed weak.” One of them said while kicking the corpse figure in front of him.
“There is no doubt, the blacks will quickly overthrow Punawarman's power.”
“Stay waiting time alone Salakanagara master Java again.”
The mantans nodded slowly, as if they were the blacks who supported Salakanagara's rise and intended to overthrow Punawarman's current rule. It can also be seen from their all-black clothes, as well as their strange-shaped weapons.
“We must leave this place immediately before the swordsman from Sundapura comes to attack us.”
“Don't be too hasty. I once passed this road and found that not far from our left side this is a small river and a lot of fish, do you guys not want to rest for a moment?”
“That's a good suggestion if indeed your words are true. Come!”
The heart of the mantle is racing. Doesn't that mean Rara and Arkawidya's position is really in real danger? The mantan prepares the horses to run as hard as possible towards the small river where Rara and Arkawidya are located, no matter the speed of the Salakanagara supporters was much faster and could have killed him instantly.
A moment before Mantingan ran fast, there was another horse race coming from the right direction of the road that had stopped Mantingan's steps and also the steps of the black flow people. They growled furiously and pointed their weapons forward.
“DEATH YOU GUYS TARUMA!”
The troops that came seemed to be much more than the initial troops if calculated from the roar of the horse legs that were more vibrating the air. Those people are flashing away.
Here's a chance for the Mantingan to run anyway! Although not as fast as the men, but Mantingan sure of his ability and can save Rara and Arkawidya.
Passing over the mantan like an arrow that has just been shot by a bow.
Without footwear, Mantingan can run faster than usual, especially he does not carry the bundle. Wait for. Does that mean the Mantingan needs to pick up his bundles and footwear? Or should he just go and forget the bundle and the footwear?
The mantelan finally decided to take the time to grab his bundles and footwear before running again, none of the two objects he was wearing. Just leave the branches and wood to make breakfast.
His feet often stepped on branches that often make wounds there. Several times he fell down and inflicted a wound on his elbow. Neither is it all concerned. Until he arrived at the small river where Rara and Arkawidya were busy bathing it.
Gasps Mantingan up there. Two women who were soaking in the cold water of the river were shocked and hid themselves in the water. The Mantingan hurriedly turned his gaze to just any place. How could he be so foolish as to forget that Rara and Arkawidya were bathing? At the very least, the Mantan had to give them a warning before he actually arrived here!
“You changed your mind, Mantingan?”
