The Musafir

Split with Kartika

CHITRA Anggini raised his head. Perfectly staring at the face of Kartika who was drenched in the dawn. How those words had really touched the bottom of his mind.

“You have absolutely no obligation to return to me or to the Leaf Dancers Group, Brother. You are free to go wherever you want. I'm not making a fuss. Promise me to always be a good human being. And the best of men are those who are useful. Promise me that you will continue to be a useful man. Certainly if I hear your name mentioned from store to store, all I feel is pride and pride, no regrets at all.”

“I promise.” Chitra Anggini nodded steadily.

Mantingan cleared his throat several times to remind Chitra Anggini. However, they must leave immediately before Munding Caraka returns, or it will make business.

Chitra Anggini took off her embrace slowly. Staring at Kartika's eyes, then flashed away suddenly and unexpectedly. Before her tears came back.

Mantingan prepared a swing to flutter following Chitra Anggini, but Kartika raised a hand towards him. The mantle is flashing.

“What's up?” The young man asked.

Kartika took a deep breath before finally saying, “Chitra is a stubborn woman, I hope you can control it. He rarely smiles, but I hope you can make him laugh a lot. He is rash, often makes decisions without thinking long, and I hope you can keep him always.”

Kartika. The atmosphere became quiet again. Mantingan still blurted, he knew that Kartika had not finished his words.

“Can you promise to bring him back alive?”

The mantle sighed weakly in his mind. Again he was asked to promise. A promise that might be a false promise. A promise that may never be kept. Too heavy. Manten.

“You know, Kartika. My job is not very dangerous. Let alone the lives of others, neither can I guarantee his salvation. Sorry, Kartika, I had to turn it down.”

Kartika took a long breath. Looking towards the east, the sun had risen perfectly. Then smile. It was at that moment that the Manting flashed away.

***

It is NOT at all difficult to find the location of the existence of Chitra Anggini. Mantingan has the Science of Hearing Dew Drops. Catching the sound of sobs in the middle of the wilderness, which of course comes from Chitra Anggini.

The mantel took a long breath. The girl was right in front of him. Sitting, leaning against the trunk of a tree. He buried his face behind both palms.

“We can't stay here forever.” The mantel opened its voice after a moment of silence.

Chitra Anggini raised his face, staring at Mantingan with a hint of faint implied hatred. “Truely said Bidadari Sungai Utara, you will never understand the feelings of women!”

If the circumstances were different, it was possible that Mantingan had laughed out loud with tears. However, after being forced to leave Munding Caraka without giving any hope to him, Mantingan really could not laugh. Even smiling is very difficult.

“And you also do not understand too much about men. Look at me! It may seem like I'm having fun, but it's not really.”

The mantle stopped speaking, then raised its head. Look at the sky that is still reddish. He almost mentioned the name of the Angel of the North River, for how the departure of the girl had created a void in the depths of his mind that was truly insurmountable.

In the end, the girl left. Married to another man. True said Chitra Anggini, Mantingan is a wanderer, indeed not worthy of a match with the Angel of the North River who is the daughter of the king, a woman whose beauty is like no two, as well as her kindness and love, The coat is inappropriate.

But all of that was hidden tightly. Only in the moment did he take the time to let his sadness flare up. The rest, though, is deeply buried. Isn't that what men do?

The mantel stretched out his arms while showing a wide smile to Chitra Anggini. “Get my hand. You will never be alone.”

Chitra Anggini raised his face again. This time not with a look of hatred, but with a look of confusion. When he saw Mantingan's smile, also with a helping hand, somehow Chitra Anggini felt an unspeakable warmth in his chest.

Steady once he snatched the outstretched arm of Mantingan. The young man pulled him up.

“As a traveling companion!” The mantan said excitedly.

“Ooooongng!!”

The mantle looked up with a sigh. Didn't he hear wrong? That's Munding Caraka's voice! Did he manage to find his whereabouts here?

Chitra Anggini immediately put up a fighting attitude. The bag of leaves that had been stuck on his shoulder opened up again. The girl did not use a sword, but she had a weapon that could be far more deadly than a sword. How much Chitra Anggini still keeps his poisons!

“OOOONGNG!!”

One or two leaves begin to come out of the leaf sac belonging to Chitra Anggini. The mantan immediately raised one hand, asking him to be calmer.

“This is nothing to watch out for,” he said without staring.

“A swordsman will be wary of every possibility,” reply Chitra Anggini, also without staring.

“Whatever happens later, never attack it. Just avoid.”

“I have to defend myself.”

“You will not be defeated by that buffalo. Never attack him.”

“Any kind of threat must have to be quelled.”

Now Mantingan turned towards Chitra Anggini. Staring at him sharply while stroking the hilt of the Savrinadeya Sword. That woman must know what that means.

However, Chitra Anggini shrugged his shoulders. “I will keep attacking if your car threatens me.”

The mantle breathes slowly. True what Kartika said, Chitra Anggini is very stubborn. Now he is even more wary of the woman, not at other dangers that may arise around, because however this place is not separated from the influence of the martial green jungle!

The mantle began to move its legs forward. Turn your head to all directions. Looking for the form of Munding Caraka who has long moaned twice. Chitra Anggini tailed behind.

“Oooongng ...”

The sound was heard again. Mantingan put the Science of Hearing Dew Drops at the highest level. Then at once he knew where the voice was coming from.

The mantan looked up. Perfectly looking at the sky. Perfect to see a small red dot in the distance that gradually gets bigger. That's where the long sound came from. Mantian gasp.

“Oooongng!!”

Munding Caraka, somehow, descended from the sky. Landed right in front of Mantingan with his stealth form.

Chitra Anggini took a few steps back with his mouth wide open. Looking at me in disbelief.

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note:

This chapter is inspired by the wings of the mer— bull

Wait a minute, there's a meatball in front, my cat happens to be hungry. See you tomorrow!