The Musafir

Message from the North River Angel

CHITRA Anggini breathed a long breath. Although this time he did not agree with Mantingan, but the woman felt she had no right to argue. Moreover, he was indeed obliged to convey it to Mantingan, in accordance with the request of the North River Angel.

Chitra Anggini corrected the form of sitting before starting to separate.

“From North River, or whose real name is Pham Lien told me a lot. As you know, she is the daughter of King Champa. Somehow you can find out, but you're not surprised when I reveal the truth

for the first time in Balian Valley that twilight.

“Lien—that's how I called her—reveal about her identity as Princess Champa to me. When you have slept so soundly, before you slept in his arms.”

“In his arms?” The mantle scrunched its forehead, forced to cut. His voice still sounded weak.

Chitra Anggini nodded back for sure. “Did you remember when the Angel of the North River gave you prana energy until you fell asleep with a pulse? There you unwittingly embraced the Angel of the River, forcing the poor girl to sleep with you.”

Face Red met with mantle. It is not wrong if at that time he felt in a cradle that was so sweeping, a warm embrace. Apparently, he was in the arms of the North River Angel. “But, how did you find out?”

Chitra Anggini smiled faintly before replying, “I told you, she told me a lot.”

The mantel took a deep breath. The Angel of the North River did not tell him this at all. However, it is not a big deal. “Continue, Chitra.”

So that's how Chitra Anggini continues his suffering. Sentence after sentence slid so straight from the woman's mouth, like a speck of rain that was also rushing outside the tent.

“After revealing his true self to me but not to you, of course I questioned it. And Lien answered at length, saying:

“‘I don't want him to look at me so high. I wanted him to keep looking at me as he should; as the annoying Sasmita he knew. To Chairman Rama, I have said not to mention my identity to Mantingan. I also hope that Mantingan does not know this from others, but from you, I am afraid that he will be disappointed in me if he knows it from others.’

“At that time, Lien and I had a little laugh. A light and loose laugh. But now, I know how deep those words are. He wants you to always love him. He wants you not to change your attitude towards him. For however, everything will not be the same after you know that she is the daughter of King Champa. You'll start to think that loving Lien will be a waste, because you can't expect to get it.”

The mantle took a long breath. Let it. Let Mantan sleep in this miserable romance. Let the mighty Hero of Man slay his enemies weak for tonight. Let him temporarily forget his identity as a warrior. Isn't everything about love considered taboo in the martial world?

“Do you, Mantingan? Lien has never loved her future partner, and she swore to me to never love another man but you, at any time. He went to Javadvipa secretly with some of the guards who had sworn allegiance to him, in search of the true love that many palace ladies talk about.”

“The trip was too rushed, he did not have time to prepare many things to face various kinds of worst possibilities. For five months he was lost. Furthermore, you may already know that Lien suffered a fateful fate upon arrival in Javadvipa. As a result of her beauty, Lien was hunted by pirates on the coast at that time. All of his guards were not warriors, because they were forbidden to tread the path despite being half-awkward. Luckily, Lien was still able to survive, thanks to the sacrifice of her loyal bodyguards.

“Lien decided to wear a veil and covered clothes. Settled in a fairly large inn. The inn was guarded by several warriors.”

Without the need to mention the name of the inn by Chitra Anggini though, Mantingan already know it. The inn became the place where he and the North River Angel were found. It is like an unintentional destiny. That is the Red Full Inn, which no Mantingan will ever forget its name.

“That's when you first met Lien, wasn't it?”

The mantle just nodded. Her chest is too tight. Unable to answer.

“Lien told me that when he met you, his dreams came true all.”

Mantingan looked at Chitra Anggini with a flat look. What dream, which in the sense of great desire in life, belongs to the Angel of the North River?

“He always dreamed of a great adventure with a handsome prince. It was his dream from childhood, which inexplicably persisted until even he reached adulthood. As the king's daughter who always had to be in the palace with all the strict rules, Lien's dream seemed too impossible to be realized. But Lien always believed that the dream still had hope. Lien was sure that she would live life like the fairy tales the palace scribes had told her. And you made it happen, Mantingan, you did it, even though Lien said that your face looks more like a frog prince.”

The mantle laughed slowly. No. gabe. That's not a laugh. Not at all. Listen, his voice is like carrying a very heavy load, like nothing heavier than his voice.

Chitra Anggini did not laugh. Not at all. The woman sadly looked at Mantingan's face. Duhai, look at how normally warm and protective that face became looking so bitter and weak!

“Your friend Lien feels that the real adventure is a little far removed from the tales told by the scribe. If in the story it is said that the prince bravely broke through the thickets by swinging his sword, then in the real world it is not so, only a fool would use his flagship sword to break through the thickets because however it would only make the sword rust quickly. With the sun very stinging. Not to mention the mud of the streets.

“But to me, Lien said, ‘That's all very far from comfortable. But passing it with Mantingan, I somehow felt that all the discomfort had paid off completely. He is more silent, but I can learn a lot from his lack of’.”

The mantle once again took a deep breath. Kiranyakah what Chitra Anggini said is really what the North River Angel said?