The Musafir

Swordsman Caping Straw Swim

MANTINGAN stood up from his stool before yelling all reply, “Brother words are true, Sahaya is a lowly sword penoren from Javadvipa who is looking for luck in this beautiful Suvarnabhumi.”

“Ah, Javadvipa people do like to mince words.” The man said a short laugh before continuing his words, “language used by the uncle of the owner of this shop is the language of Pasemah, which of course is very very different from the language in Javadvipa, which is very different, but let me give you a little help by translating it. This uncle asked, what would you like to order food?”

The mantel smiled stiffly and did not immediately reply. It feels really not wearing if the order of food until it is known by strangers who are not known before. However, of course, the help offered by the penyoren sword smashed it will not be Mantingan refused, because often it is considered as an insult.

Still with his big brother's smile, Mantingan said, “I'm sorry for my troubles, brother. But what I want is fresh boiled vegetables watered with goat broth.”

The swordsman raised his face with a wide grin. “Wah, your choice made my stomach immediately demand to be filled immediately, my friend. I will order the same food as you, but added with mutton. Are you not eating animal meat or are you not allowed to eat it, my friend?”

“No, I just feel saturated because everyday always eat dried jerky.” Mantingan replied honestly, of course, so that all his words would not be impressed as a mere essay. Mantingan can not guarantee that he will not lie to the pencaping sword penoren later, because he did not hesitate to lie if the situation has really urged the safety of his soul.

It is worth recalling that at this moment, the Mantin had lost his right arm, which in the same way meant losing most of his fighting ability. Of course under these circumstances, the Mantingan will avoid the fight as much as possible.

Although it is clear that the rule is not written in the martial jungle, that under any circumstances a warrior is still obliged to seek perfection of life, which is nothing but death in battle, but the purpose of Mantingan to become a warrior is not to seek perfection by dying in battle, but to seek the Gembangmas to free Kenanga from confinement. And if Kembangmas had been obtained, Mantingan still would not want to die in a futile fight.

Kiai Guru Kedai also added his duty as a swordsman, which is to always defend the truth and spread affection.

Moreover, against the shadow figure of Rara who turns out to be a woman without a name, has given her the task of defending the truth with her sword. Doesn't the name Savrinadeya come from Sanskrit which roughly means to always defend the truth?

That's how despite being a swordsman, Mantingan does not aim to find the perfect life in the fight.

“Life perfection is a very long journey that cannot be obtained in such a short way as dying in a fight.” Such was his teacher's advice on the night before the training was over.

“Well if that's what you want, man!” The man in conversation broke the Mantingan's contemplation. “I'll tell the shop owner's uncle, but that's only if you're willing to share a table with me.”

“Ah, of course.” Mantingan replied with an awkward smile on his face. Of course Mantingan knew that even if he did not welcome it, the man dressed and sword would still help him by mentioning all his orders to the uncle of the tavern owner. But how could Mantingan refuse the request of the man who had done so well to him?

The man said that then to the owner of the shop in a language that almost as a whole can not understand Mantingan at all. The owner of the mangosteen shop several times before going to the kitchen at the back of the store, while the man in conversation pulled a chair at the Mantingan table to sit on.

Mantingan sat on the chair before replying, “Daku is Mantingan, there is nothing special about me other than a sword-wielding wielder.”

“I heard that Sri Maharaja Tarumanagara Punawarman slaughtered thousands of cows as a form of gratitude for his success in defeating the rebels, is that true Friend?” The man in the conversation immediately asked. “If you do not hear wrong, the slaughter of thousands of cows is also a form of thanks to a hero named Mantingan. Is the person you are referring to, my friend?”

Once again Mantingan replied without lies, “Many names of Mantingan in Javadvipa, O Brother. And the slaughter of thousands of cows, I just heard this news from you.”

“So, you've been living in Samudradvipa for a long time, my friend?”

The mantle scrunched his forehead. “Samudradvipa?”

Echoes grinning. “Yes. Samudradvipa is another mention of Suvarnabhumi or Suvarnadvipa. Quite a lot of names that this island has, right?”

Mantingan laughed briefly before answering that question, “I arrived at Samudradvipa about three weeks ago, Brother. Can't say too long, but not for a moment.”

“Two weeks it was a very very little time that was so at least not worth mentioning for a while. Very short, very short.”

Back forehead Crimped mantle. The emphasis given by Gema Samudradvipa of course has made him feel a little wondering. Are the dates in Javadvipa and Suvarnadvipa so different, that the two weeks in Suvarnadvipa become so short, while in Javadvipa become long enough? Or is it the assumption of the people of Suvarnadvipa about time a little different from the community in Javadvipa?

“Samudradvipa is so wide, my friend. In just two weeks, I'm sure you only explore the eastern part, while in the western part there is still a civilization that can be said to be much more advanced than in Pasemah and Bones Bawang.” Echoes speak with a slight tone of verse contained in his voice. “That was the Kingdom of Koying, the center of civilization in Suvarnabhumi. You should visit him at any time, my friend.”

Mantingan had never heard of the name of the Koying Kingdom, but he had heard of an advanced civilization located west of Suvarnadvipa from his teacher. Civilization advanced because it controlled the Silk Road, and also became the largest trade intermediary in Suvarnadvipa whose influence was even felt up to Javadvipa.

“There, you will find many people from Jambhudvipa whose skin color resembles Javadvipa people. They came to trade, but some others came to spread the Hindu or Brahma igama.”

The mantang nodded his head. The strait that connects the Malay Peninsula with Suvarnadvipa is indeed a Silk Road that is more passed by traders from Jambhudvipa. While the Silk Road that many traders pass from the Land of the Roof of Heaven has been controlled by Champa.