The Musafir
Munding Caraka is No Ordinary Buffalo
MANTAN scratched his head which did not feel itchy at all. He looked at Chitra Anggini with a wrong look. The girl's face had gone red like a boiled crab. Resisting a very strong anger.
“Where are you going?!” Chitra Anggini growling. “After this teotokan is released, I make sure your life will float in my hands!”
“Daku ...” The mantan is getting wrong. Although he knew that Chitra Anggini was probably just joking, his words still sounded convincing.
That's how Chitra Anggini has been pecking at Mantingan's doorstep for a very long time. Can't move. Can't scream. Just shut up while holding on to anger. That was what made her face turn crimson, the woman had been holding back the anger for a short while.
The sun has climbed to the right in the middle horizon, while Chitra Anggini was spotted since this morning, abandoned. Indeed, after finishing talking with Kartika, Mantingan decided not to immediately return to the Balian Valley. His sadness is still mounting. The North River Angel was finally married, and it was not a pleasant news to him at all.
Mantingan take a walk around the forest. Presenting a smile even though no one saw her; though her tears had shed several times, betraying her smile. Self-condemned who never dared to convey about his feelings to the Northern River Angel.
The girl was right. If the statement is not conveyed, then regret will continue to linger in the future. Rama was right about that.
It was only after feeling better that Mantingan returned to Balian Valley. He did not remember at all that Chitra Anggini was still under the influence of his lotto, abandoned just like that.
Actually, he felt that the girl had the right to be angry. Very entitled even. But do not let the fight that always demands bloodshed as often happens in the martial world.
“I won't let go of the teotokan if in the end you will only attack me.” Manten shook his head. “This incident was completely unintentional. Forgive me, daku forget.”
Chitra Anggini snorted loudly. “Just let go!”
The hands of the mantle flashed rapidly. Touching a few dots on Chitra Anggini's neck. It only took less than a blink of an eye for him to take off the entire tootokan that bound the woman's body.
Chitra Anggini. Knee-thumping. He looked completely helpless, but the look on his face still revealed a very deep irritation towards Mantingan.
“If you attack me, then it really is not a difficult thing for me to come back to punch you.” The mantan said softly when it found the girl staring at him sharply. Can not sharpness be countered by subtlety, which is so subtle as to make any sharp object become impractical sharpness?
“I really, really want to attack you.” Chitra Anggini stood up by holding on to the edge of the door. “But it has been very clear that I will never manage to defeat you, right? I don't want to do something that will lead to sheer futility.”
The mantingan only replied to him by not replying. He quickly diverted the conversation. “Kartika has told almost everything to me.”
Chitra Anggini. The red on his face disappeared, as if his anger had been erased already.
Mantingan continued, “You really want to come with me, don't you?”
Hesitating, the girl nodded.
“Pack your stuff as soon as possible,” Mantingan said again, “you don't want to complain on the way for leaving something.”
“There is still a night,” reply Chitra Anggini. “I only need one night to pack, it can even be much less than that.”
“And I have a lot of experience wandering with women. Just do my word.” The mantle shook slowly before walking into his room. However, a moment later he held back his steps. “Where is my car, Chitra?”
“I really have no taste in telling you anything after everything that happened.” Chitra Anggini was about to move from his place, but Mantingan had already said something that made the movement of the woman stop instantly.
“Kartika asked you to tell her.”
“The story is quite long, I hope you will let me just sit in your room.”
“Same as absolutely no need.” The mantle shook slowly as it stepped out of his room. “Isn't it so bad that two young people are in one room without anyone watching? We can chat on the terrace.”
Mantingan certainly remember that Tapa Balian has two benches on the terrace of his residence. It was there that his teacher and Tapa Balian chatted every evening. Although this time is still far from the word evening, but at least the place remains the best place to hold a conversation.
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“Do you know that your buffalo is not an ordinary animal?”
MANTINGAN stared in wonder at Chitra Anggini who was sitting next to him. What kind of question is that?
Chitra Anggini looked back at him. “Your shoulder is not an ordinary buffalo at all. He is a demon.”
Silent goods for a moment.
“Explain as clearly as possible.” The mantel took a deep breath. Stealth buffalo, what is it?
“I guess you already know about stealth animals.”
“Sure I know it.” The mantel countered while nodding its head. “Disease animals are considered non-existent, but are often found appearing in a number of places. They are most commonly found in the vast mountains, the virgin wilderness, and the heart of forests in the far reaches. They completely avoid coming into contact with humans.”
Mantingan is still able to remember the contents of the throw throw in the city library he read while still not walking the path of the martial. Demonic animals can be said to exist at once does not exist, just like the martial world in the assumption of lay people. However, even the swordsmen doubted about the existence of demons.
“And your car belongs to it.” Chitra Anggini added, “ weirdnya, he did not mind contact with humans at all, even I see has been so close to you.”
The mantan rests its back on the chair, before it reopens its voice, “Where can you know it while I don't?”
“Actually, it wasn't me who knew it for the first time.” Chitra Anggini. “The first to know is Kartika.”
The mantle scrunched his forehead. A sufficient face sharpener revealed that he needed an explanation of the goods as quickly as possible.
So that's how Chitra Anggini began to explain at length. Uninterruptedly. Without being disputed. Like a heavy rain.
“Two days ago, exactly when our entourage was attacked by the Bloody Devourer Kelewang using imaginary magic, making us all stuck in a terrifying delusion again torturous. Kartika's sister was not affected by magic, because however skilled she was in witchcraft control, so as to be able to see the signs that were accidentally shown by the Bloody Mancier just before he spread imaginary magic.
“As we all lay on the ground, Brother Kartika fought desperately against the invasion of the Bloody Kelewang Swordsman assisted by eleven of his men. If not so, of course we will all lose our lives that night as well.”
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