The Musafir
A Tear of Black Fabric from the Land of the Roof of Heaven
“Cause who escaped will actually get a big suspicion. And Datuk Sra certainly knew, that whoever killed the village chief under the auspices of the Koying Kingdom, it was the same as declaring war on the kingdom. The government will not let this go unresolved. I suspect, tomorrow there will be warriors from the city who are sent to investigate and solve this murder case. They have the largest spy network in the entire country, fused into one with the life of the community. So I guess, in another week or two, the warriors who fled this village will be caught.”
The atmosphere became silent for a moment. Perfect coat petrified in its place. His face was flat, but his heart was pounding quite strongly. Realize how this problem is getting more complicated.
Chitra Anggini turned towards him. Without making a sound, the look in his eyes had thrown a question, what were they talking about?
The mantle simply shrugged in return. He felt unable to explain everything to the woman in this place.
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“Lantas, what should we do about them?”
The village elders looked at each other, before turning to look at Mantingan and Chitra Anggini who were sitting far in front of them. Presumably in the eyes that lasted so short, they had met an agreement.
“We ask for your honest confession,” said one of the village tips with a loud voice. “If we encounter any signs of lies, no matter how small it is, then we will immediately detain you until the royal envoy arrives. Never think of running away, because sooner or later you will get caught. The network of royal spies spread wide to the far reaches of the island. If you run away, it has definitely been your punishment added.”
Mantingan took a deep breath before glancing at Chitra Anggini next to him. Saying in plain sight, what do you agree to if I reveal everything we saw that night?
Chitra Anggini seemed silent for a while, before finally nodding his head. He began to be able to smoothly read the words tucked in Mantingan's eyes, after undergoing a relationship that could be said to be getting closer and closer.
The mantle pulls his back from the back of the chair. He started to mean it.
“Datuk-Datuk all you honorable, we must admit that we both have indeed seen the uncivilized massacre that occurred at the village head's residence that night.”
One breath later, there was a rumbling sound coming from the crowd of villagers. Unaccepting rumbling, anger, and disappointment. Weapons that were originally hidden, now began to be investigated and lifted back up. One of the village elders stood up and signaled for the people to calm down, but tones of opposition continued to arrive.
“Kill those two demons!”
“Civilized man! Just kill it!”
“The gods will smile wide if they both die here! We kill together!”
“I am not at all afraid of those two unacquainted warriors! Let me die here, as long as our village's grudge is avenged! Just kill it!”
“Kill it!”
“Kill it!”
“Kill it!”
“Kill it!”
The mantan still looked calm in place, as if all the sounds had not reached his ears. However, in contrast to Chitra Anggini, the beautiful face of the woman turned into very caught off guard. Even his hands began to move unbinding the coffers on his waist, which of course contained dozens of sheets of thin foliage as sharp as a mestika sword, he said, but the Mantingan had already clasped his hand before the most undesirable things happened.
“Allow me to speak!”
The voice boomed loudly. Air-blowing. Makes the eardrum ring. Silencing birds chirping. All the villagers around the hall were choked together. Betis not? The mantan had channeled quite a lot of energy in his voice. Not only that, he also spread quite a lot of killer air, making people around look at him like they are looking at wild animals that are very hungry!
Mantingan glanced around before starting to tell him about the incident two nights ago. Although all that Mantingan said was the truth, but it was not to mention his conversation with Chitra Anggini about the rescue of Tapa Balian. Because of that honesty, all of his words sounded convincing.
Chitra Anggini next to him gave no response. Shut up and listen. The woman did not escape the pressure of the killer air that Mantingan released.
After completing the story, then Mantingan pulled all the air of the killer.
The village elders took off a very long breath. Ruefully. While the villagers who crowded around the hall put a face that is not much different.
“Doluk-Datuk dear, surely you guys understand what kind of reasons kept us from taking action that night.” Manten.
The village elders nodded their heads. A sign that they know the reason Mantingan meant. One of them even said, “You two are travellers. Rarely want to get involved with binding matters. After all, you have a goal, which is to get to Kotaraja as soon as possible in order to settle matters that we do not know about. As wandering warriors, you also always avoid unnecessary hostility. Then we can all understand that you should not interfere in this matter, or that in other words, you are not obliged to help the helpless weak like our village chief when faced with uncivilized attacks from enemies who do not know adab.”
The mantel took a deep breath. What the village tips mean is politeness. All warriors in the martial well, especially the white and independent warriors, always had the courtesy to help the oppressed weak. It is clear that Mantingan and Chitra Anggini are considered not to have such chivalry.
But in this very important importance, there can be no such thing as the ultimate, for the importance itself must always be above all else. For this, Mantingan also regretted.
“Will but you two will still have to stay in this village until the master government envoy comes to check on you.” One of the tips, who had the most resolute face among the others, said while stroking his chin. Staring at Mantingan sharp-sharp, regardless of the existence of Chitra Anggini next to the young man. His sharp gaze was really only directed at a Mantingan.
“No need to wait for them. Honestly, we both are in a hurry.” Saying calmly, Mantingan took out something from within the bag of his robe. Then he looked at the crowd of villagers. “Is there a trader who has a dozen years of experience among you? If there is, please be pleased to go forward and see this thing.”
No need to wait for long, an earthy-looking middle-aged man walked out from the crowd. Set foot on the floor of the ward after offering prayers to the elders. He approached Mantingan quietly; the young man stood up to greet him.
“Thank you for helping us, Mr.” The thin smiling mantle. “Now, try to grab this cloth, then tell us about what you see from this cloth.”
The mantel handed him a piece of black cloth. Looks like a piece of tear, because the shape can not be neatly said. The middle-aged man received the cloth while nodding slowly. He fumbled things for a moment. Nodding your head once more.
“Hazard Frogs hold high, let the servant of perahaya say what I saw from this tear of cloth.” The middle-aged man faced the line of village elders while saying loudly but respectfully. “Based on the rough surface, its weight, color, material, and even its aroma, can I conclude that this object is a silk cloth from the Land of the Roof of Heaven.”
At that instant, the sound of the wind whirred the air!
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