The Musafir
Chitra Anggini Enters Tuak Shops

MANTAN took a long breath. “So you already know who I am, Rashid?”

Rashid nodded his head quickly. “For a Rashid, it's too easy to guess.”

“It doesn't matter if your trip isn't finished yet, Hero Man. I will only write your adventures until now, even if they are not finished. You can come to me at a later date to write the follow-up, or I'll come to you.”

Right after Rashid finished speaking, the tavern waiter came to deliver the tea Mantingan ordered as well as Rashid. Of course, the conversation cannot be continued with the presence of others around them. Rashid also understood how the identity of Mantingan must be kept secret.

“Life is something that will not be unexpected when it stops, Heroes.” Rashid said again. The man did not look interested in the tea. “I don't want your trip to be in vain just because your story is unknown to many.”

Silent mantle did not answer. He was not interested in the new tea. Think and weigh mature.

“It looks like you still don't believe me. No reason, I guess it won't be easy. Maybe Rama with all the members of White Wind College can entrust their story to me, but of course that does not guarantee you will also believe me.” Rashid corrected his sitting form. “I'll be back in Jazirah in a week. During that time, you can still change your mind. Just come to the Barisan Bintang Inn, I will hear and write what you say. ”

“I wrote it. I'll give it to you when I'm done checking everything.”

“You don't need to make a decision too soon.” Rashid took the cup. Spend the whole tea in the cup in one upright manner. “However, I ask you not to divulge my existence here. Really, I'm actually in disguise, because no matter how much I'm a fugitive from the city. Here, I use the name Raksa as a name. Call me by that name if we're in a public place.”

“Buronan?”

“Yes. I made a pretty cool post, but the government seems not happy with it.” Rashid stood up from his stool. “Honesty is indeed very valuable. Very expensive price.”

Right after, Rashid flipped over and walked away from the tavern. A puff of canklong smoke accompanied his departure.

The mantle breathed a long breath. The making of such a decision is not without careful consideration. The decision must be taken as soon as possible, but it does not mean that he does not have time to think roundly.

Rashid's words were a little true. Often death becomes something that comes unexpectedly, making a man no longer do anything because the soul has separated from the body, drifting away from nowhere.

No exception Mantingan. He did not know when his death would take him. Isn't it for a swordsman, the life gamble is in every second of his life? Is it not for a swordsman that death can come at any time in brief?

The mantle grabbed his teacup, when he felt his ejected storage box tremble violently. The look on the young man's face turned sharp in an instant, extremely sharp even. He stood up. The cup of tea was slammed, all over it was spilled on the table. Breathing excited. Uncontrollable.

He had a piece of Magic Throw in his storage box. The throw is a source of vibration. The entire surface was deep red, glowing brightly even though the morning sunlight that had just risen had hit it.

“Chitra Anggini!”

***

CHITRA Anggini moored Munding on a mooring pole in the yard of a store. Among the horses that were there, only Munding was a buffalo. It's buffalo, decile and smelly anyway. But the buffalo actually raised his chin high with a condescending look shown to the horses around him. Anyone who saw Munding at this moment, would have definitely grinned in disdain while shaking their head in pity.

Chitra Anggini pulled over the curtain of cloth that covered the door of the tavern. With a big smile, he stepped in. Throw a look around. The shop was quite large, but only a few tables were left empty. The rest were filled with other visitors.

The laughter of men sounded so loud. The food was littered almost everywhere even though the servants seemed to have gone to great lengths to clean it up, but how deep in the blink of an eye there was always food falling to the floor. Eat with barbarians.

How could it not be so if the shop that Chitra Anggini came to at this time was not an ordinary shop but a palm shop where ordinary people were drunk?

But presumably, all the chaotic scenery in front of him that does not necessarily make Chitra Anggini disgusted or afraid. Instead, the woman raised both corners of her lips higher. Smile widely.

The woman walked towards the nearest table which was still empty, and after sitting down she raised her hand to call the servant.

“One of the best wine jugs you have,” said the woman when the shopkeeper who was a teenage boy with a dirty clothes approached her with a hurry.

“Alright, Ma'am, we will bring you a piece of palm wine that we bring from the Land of the Roof of Heaven. But for one pitcher, Puan must pay fifty pieces of gold. Would Puan agree?”

“You have palm wine from the Land of the Roof of the Sky? You're not talking, are you?”

“Danger do not dare to chat to customers, Mommy, absolutely not.” The versatile teenage man in the seedy outfit inched back one step. His face that from the beginning had looked pitiful so it was even more sad. “That tag just came yesterday, Mum, our own master who bought it to the port, became the first hand. The quality and authenticity are well assured, sir. Please Mrs not angry here ..”

“Huh! Does my dad look like he wants to be angry?” Chitra Anggini snorted sharply. “If you are indeed storing palm wine from the Land of the Roof of the Sky, then that is very good news. I did not buy one jug, but three jugs. Bring it here as soon as possible or I'll get really angry. And if that happens, I make sure this store will be flat with the ground.”

Chitra Anggini pulled one corner of her lips. Formed a vile smile. Deliberately made the all-responsible teenage servant scared to death.

“I'll bring it as soon as possible Mrs!” The man ran over the ridge, bumping into several other waiters who were cleaning up food waste.

Meanwhile, Chitra Anggini laughed softly, not realizing that his actions had just invited the attention of all visitors to the tavern who were all men who could be said to have bad qualities!

LIMITEPISODE

THREE wine jugs did not come for a long time. The responsible teenage man with all the seedy clothes that led him directly to Chitra Anggini. His face still looks very scared. However, it was not Chitra Anggini if he cared about that poor servant. Even in his mind, he laughed triumphantly. Pay one hundred and fifty gold pieces in advance.

As soon as the waiter left, Chitra Anggini quickly poured one of the wine jugs into his cup. Then hold it up until it runs out. His eyes were wide open at once. How delicious!

Chitra Anggini no longer uses his cup to drink, but rather straight up from the mouthpiece of the jug. It stopped only after his mouth and throat were full. His face was flushed. The jar in his hand was half.

“I'm not wrong, am I? I'm not wrong . yeah, I'm not wrong. Didn't Mantingan say that I could spend any money on this? Ah .. After all after selling the damn pedicab and rice, I was very thirsty .. very, very thirsty .. and the wine was the best drink ... tuak is the best drink ..”

That shit works so fast. Chitra Anggini started to get drunk. Sliding is unclear.

“Wind riding the moon ... march to Suvarnadvipa .. where are you now? You are sought after by many people .. You are adored by many people ... oh, then why would you still want to be friends with a lowly woman like myself? Sometimes you are annoying .. sometimes I want to destroy your face .. but I love, oh, but I love ...”

Chitra Anggini continues to slither. He speaks like a poet. High and low voice.

“You love him .. but you were left out .. or you left him. oh, how unfortunate your love story is. Which man is too haughty, which woman is too soft .. oh, how sad is the love story of you two.”

Although all that was heard was a mere rumble is unclear, but how the people in the shop did not understand how deep the meaning contained in the verses of Chitra Anggini. They only understood that the beautiful woman was heavily drunk, and the golden opportunity was wide open!

Sure enough, the five sword-wasting men who still looked quite fresh stood up from their seats and walked up to Chitra Anggini who was still mingling with his poems. The woman was completely unaware of how great danger was approaching her!

“What a lovely lady! Why talk alone? You don't have any friends? If that's true, ouch, what a pity. Let us both accompany Mrs talk.”

“Crocodile stump!” Chitra Anggini spouted the palm that he had just slashed towards the five sword sorcerers. “It is still better that I have no friends, than you who have no wife so desperately seek the caress of another woman!”

Being sprayed and humiliated like that did not necessarily make the five sword sorcerers become angry. On the contrary, they laughed loudly.

“Huahahahaha! Women who gush!”

“I like, I like, huahahahaha!”

“Continue gushing! Keep going! Wet my body with your spit!”

“I'm happy with a stubborn woman. Usually also chatty!”

“And chatty women usually have big mouths! Hahahaha!”

The five swordsman kept laughing loosely while banging on the table, making one of Chitra Anggini's wine jugs fall to the floor. Break into pieces. Make the shop instantly quiet.

But a few eye jolts later, the shop returned as before. It was as if they had forgotten Chitra Anggini who was clearly in danger!

“Aiiih, you guys have wasted a good wine, you guys have wasted a good wine!” Chitra Anggini wailed furiously. Crashing table. Trying to stand up, but unable to, again sitting limp on his stool. “You! Beware that you changed that tuak!”

“Oh, of course we will replace it!”

One of the five swordsmen threw dozens of gold pieces onto the table while laughing loudly. Followed by the others. All the while, the table where Chitra Anggini ordered the food was full of hundreds of gold pieces. Dundle!

“Well, with these gold pieces, do you want to chat with us? Ah, but it seems like it's very crowded here. We have to go somewhere else to have a good conversation. What if we rented a room at the inn? You just need to come with us, we will buy whatever you want.”

“Fucking crocodile stump!” Chitra Anggini again kicked the table, but this time with a pitcher in his hand. “If you can buy his heart, then I will be willing to chat with you!”

“Duhai, whose heart do you want to take? Quick, name it! We will directly hire a hit man to take his heart!”

BORDERSPISO

MANTAN took a long breath. “So you already know who I am, Rashid?”

Rashid nodded his head quickly. “For a Rashid, it's too easy to guess.”

“It doesn't matter if your trip isn't finished yet, Hero Man. I will only write your adventures until now, even if they are not finished. You can p daku can come at a later date to write the follow-up.”

“Life is something that will not be unexpected when it stops, Heroes.” Rashid said again. The man did not look interested in his tea. “I don't want your trip to be in vain just because your travel story is unknown to many.”

Silent mantle did not answer. He was not interested in the new tea. Think and weigh mature.

“It looks like you still don't believe me. No why, it won't be easy. Maybe Rama with all the members of White Wind College can entrust their story to me, but of course that does not guarantee you will also believe me.” Rashid corrected his sitting form. “I'll be back in Jazirah in a week. During that time, you can still change your mind. Just come to the Barisan Bintang Inn, I will hear and write what you say. ”

“I wrote it. I'll give it to you after I check everything.”

“You don't need to make a decision too soon.” Rashid took the cup. Spend the whole tea in the cup in one upright manner. “However, I ask you not to divulge my existence here. Really, I'm actually in disguise, because no matter how much I'm a fugitive from the city. Here, I use the name Raksa as a disguise. Call me by that name if we're in a public place.”