
MANTINGAN and Chitra Anggini moved out of the event along with hundreds of other guests. They seemed to be quietly in the middle of such a crowd, but the truth was that the conversation had taken place in eye-to-eye.
Mantingan said: forget about the lookout, we should go as soon as possible to Dara's auction.
Chitra Anggini frowned, before retaliating in a stare as well: what about the infiltration plan?
Manten shook his head: I still don't have any kind of plan. If we hurry, then we both end up very bad. But now that I have felt something certain, something is not okay with Dara.
Chitra Anggini can only nod in understanding although clearly the look in his eyes displays such displeasure.
Mantingan did not know what made the girl seem unhappy, and she did not have enough attention to think about it either.
They still continued walking along with the crowd of other warriors after coming out from the last layer of the palace walls. Almost all the warriors who follow the Kotaraja Love Perhelatan do not want to waste the opportunity by not following the Dara auction, because they will get a considerable discount on any kind of item. And how widely it has become famous that Dara always auctioned off quality rare items. Who else will not be tempted?
Perhaps, Mantingan was the only person who did not take the slightest interest in the auction. Even warriors who decided not to join the auction still had a little interest that was only held back by a sense of prestige. The entire attention of Mantingan is currently only on Dara, and nothing but Dara himself.
The omen reading of hers said something terribly bad about the girl!
***
PERLELANGAN Dara was held in a large three-storey inn. The courtyard of the inn was very spacious and beautiful, with a garden and a shower pool that always spread the cold in all directions.
Tents made of white silk cloth stood at every corner of the courtyard. There are snacks that can be obtained for free. As much as anything takes, there is no need to pay for a dime
Because the new auction will start after a drink of tea again, most auction guests choose to relax in the inn yard while enjoying the snacks provided there. Moreover, if later they find out that there are servants who can serve almost all requests of guests.
However, it really does not interest Mantingan. He kept moving with wide footsteps. This time it was alone, because Chitra Anggini could not resist his hunger at all.
As the new Mantingan was about to enter the building, a guard flashed blocking it.
“I'm sorry if I have to stop Mr.” said the guard respectfully but firmly. “Should I ask, what is the name of Mr?”
“What is your interest after knowing my name, O Guardians?” Mantingan asked as calmly as possible, although in fact the sense of impatience has excited.
“The characteristics of the Master are similar to the person being sought by Nyai Dara.”
Without further ado, Mantingan immediately replied, “Daku is Man. It is I who may be sought by him, for I am looking for him also.”
“Follow me, Mr. Swordsman. Nyai Dara has long been waiting for the arrival of Mr.” The guard quickly turned around and walked quickly.
***
Behind the table in a room full of piles of puddles, Dara was sitting pensively. Eyes are marsupial. Headless. His eyes were blank, as if he had lost all hope.
“Pardon me, Coats, forgive me!” Dara. No less than a blink of an eye later, the woman cried.
“What's up, Dara?” Mantingan was also made. He really can not know or even just guess with the science of reading the signs of what makes Dara cry.
“I have betrayed you ... I have denied you, Mantingan!” Dara half yelled.
“Braying what? Losing what?”
Dara raised her face. Looks very sad. Her tears ....
“I have to marry someone other than you, Mantingan. I have to marry someone other than you! How much I lied to you!” Dara again buried her head in Mantingan's chest after saying that. Crying, as great as a cry, as if no other cry could be greater than that.
“What do you mean?” The mantan increasingly did not understand. Too many shocking things entered his head simultaneously, making him almost unable to think clearly.
“I have made a big mistake, the payment was very large,” said Dara accompanied with all sedu-sedan. “I have made this auction late for such a variety of reasons, and how it has made the Love Event delayed ..”
Lightning exploded right at the head of the mantang. How he could have guessed the direction of Dara's story!
“Now with that, the king became very angry with me. How not when with that action, I have smeared the name of the most glorious Koying?”
Until there, Mantingan no need to guess anymore, he has understood everything that has been or has not been told by Dara.
“Why are you so reckless, Dara?” The mantan began to return Dara's embrace. However, the girl deserved it.
“I really don't have any other options.” Dara sobbing. His feelings had been lost all the barriers between him and Mantingan, so that he wept before the young man in full, without any shame at all.
“You always have a choice, Dara! The world is so vast, you can go anywhere to dodge!” The mantle began to rise. His sense began to return, and that was why he could find out that what Dara decided was truly insane!
“No need to dodge. I don't want to avoid.” Dara retorted with her sedu-sedan that was beginning to subside. Now it seems that his common sense has returned as well. “I will keep doing this. I MUST be the mistress of that king, no matter how you say.”
The mantle squeezed, as if all of its power had evaporated so easily that there was not a single item left. Lost in the jungle. Hearing Dara's statement had torn down all of her.
“Are you this because of me, Dara?”
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note:
I have lost some of the files of the Musafir script which unfortunately cannot be recovered, so at this time I have to rewrite the lost episodes. It is not an easy thing, because the "feel" has been lost, it is difficult to return it again, it also takes a lot of time.
So that's the reason why I'm just updating now. In the WestReversed gurp I have reported, and I hope you can join there as well.