
Quickly, officials announced that the couple who decided not to kill each other could return to their homes in the Thousand Palaces neighborhood, but for a swordsman who has killed his partner must settle down to take care of some things.
Along the way back, Mantingan and Chitra Anggini could see the faces of the warriors around him already looked unpleasant again. The experiences and scenery they had just gained must have been very soul-shaking. Even Mantingan himself can admit that his feelings are a little turbulent after facing Chitra Anggini who is really ready to die for him.
Until now, Mantingan still did not understand why his friends were willing to die for him, when even he himself did not consider his life valuable enough to be exchanged for their lives.
He recalled the death of Rara, Arkawidya, Satya, to the great sacrifice of Dara who was willing to become the king's mistress for the confidentiality of the Mantingan movement. And now, why also Chitra Anggini who has even been much bothered because of him, still without the slightest doubt willing to die for him?
After arriving at the house, with the door locked tightly, and the mask has been opened to reveal the appearance of a face, that's when Mantingan holding both shoulders Chitra Anggini then pushed him towards the wall.
When the woman was squashed and unable to move, Mantingan immediately delivered the words in her eyes, ‘What do you want?’
With frowned, Chitra Anggini replied immediately, ‘What do you mean?’
‘Why are you acting crazy in that place? Why is it as if your life means nothing? So what is your intention and purpose towards me actually?’
Quiet long enough, finally Chitra Anggini replied, ‘Are we not fellow travelers whose closeness can even exceed a pair of lovers who are drunk with love? I'm totally fine if I die for you, Mantingan. Really am. Especially after I realized how important you are to the crowd, I was willing to die thousands of times in even the most painful way to exchange your life.’
Mantingan looked at the woman with a look of disbelief. ‘Lantas like do you consider yourself? Is it so meaningless to the crowd?’
‘It's not the same meaning as me.’
The mantang released its grip from both shoulders of Chitra Anggini while exhaling a rough breath. This time he spoke through his mouth.
“You can't do that anymore, no matter how! I forbid you, and you have to make sure you don't act stupid by breaking it!”
But instead of being daunted by the loud clash, Chitra Anggini was getting bolder. Both of his hands formed a look, and that instant was also used to hit the Mantingan's chest, making the young man drag a few steps back.
“Stay away from me, hi rude people!” Chitra Anggini snapped loudly while pointing at Mantingan's face. “You may declare myself guilty, but do not yell at me with insults until you roughly hold my shoulder!”
Facing that, actually Mantingan could have denied. But his head was still in a cold state, so his mind became clear enough to realize his own mistake. The young man was silent. Once more.
Chitra Anggini who realized that his words had been so sharp that he fell silent in the end. Feeling that he is too excessive to take a stand on someone who should be obeyed, not just denied by loud clashes.
Kiai Guru Kedai once said to Mantingan:
“Anger is blinding, whereas a swordsman should still have full awareness of himself and the environment around him. As much as possible, do not be immersed in a sea of drowning anger, for it will be difficult for you to return to the surface.”
Manten exhaled a long breath before glancing at Chitra Anggini, but the woman seemed to have glanced at him first. Be them staring. And without the need to say it through their mouths and voices, they have apologized to each other.
***
KOTARAJA Koying is always crowded. Kotaraja Koying never sleeps. Kotaraja Koying will continue to be immortal.
Mantingan and Chitra Anggini walk in the crowd of the streets of Kotaraja. As with the disguises of the past days, they wore caping with shadow spells to cover the look of the face. Unless they have a hearing science level as the Science of Listening to Dew Drops, it will be impossible for anyone to know both.
“Munding looks more contained in that cage.” Chitra Anggini muttered softly, almost as if he was talking to himself.
The mantan only nodded his head in a sign that he agreed. He and Chitra Anggini had just visited Munding Caraka to just say hello and pay extra rent. The buffalo seemed to miss both of them very much, especially Mantingan, but he also seemed happy living in the daycare.
“What is that buffalo doing now?” Chitra Anggini muttered softly again.
Now the Mantingan did not nod. More than that, he looked at Chitra Anggini with a look of disbelief. That question is not worth asking!
Just a moment ago when Mantingan and Chitra Anggini were about to leave the animal shelter, only the person in charge of Munding approached them in a hurry.
“You don't go yet! Sahaya wants to offer something!” said the man.
Mantingan explained that he was not in a hurry, so that the manager could speak slowly so that it could be ascertained that nothing was missed to be conveyed.
“Sahaya sees signs of maturity on your buffalo. He needs something that should be needed by an adult buffalo.”
The mantan furrowed his eyebrows because he could not understand what the caretaker meant. When he saw Chitra Anggini next door, the woman seemed to be massaging her forehead without giving any explanation. Then Mantingan immediately asked, “What is needed by him?”
“Dia ..” The man cleared his throat a few times with a face gone awry. “He needs mating.”
Hearing him, Mantingan was not too surprised. Just smiling stiffly. He did consider it natural, because do not animals tend to be unable to resist their desires even more after stepping on maturity?
“Sahaya has a featured female that can be mated to your hides. But, if then the female becomes pregnant and gives birth, who will take care of her?”
Mantingan was silent for a moment before saying, “Can you take care of him, Brother?”
“It certainly can, but sarah has to ask for a fee to treat a buffalo cub, before then sahaya release into the wild after adulthood.”
And now, on the streets of the city of how crowded, Chitra Anggini questions what is Munding Caraka doing?
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note:
I am very sorry for releasing the update over the last few days, but no matter how naive I may be, that this Enemy is no longer very profitable, writing it is not an obligation for me. Therefore, I focus on True Martial Arts and Ayodha: The more profitable Pamalayu Expeditions.
Something is certain, the heyday of the Musafir has passed, although I have prepared a pretty terrible ending, but it does not seem like there will be many readers. It was like a storm in the middle of a samodra that no one saw, but it was no big deal for me.
As far as possible, I will end the Enemy.