The Musafir

Everything Returns to Infinity

MANTINGAN free from all charges, even awarded 200 pieces of gold because it is considered to have been meritorious enough to maintain the security of the palace. He is welcome to return to follow the Love Event in the Thousand House Palace.

Now Mantingan anxiously opened the door of the house that was loaned to him, that was when he immediately met Chitra Anggini who in fact had been waiting for him in the front room for a long time.

"You don't why?" Mantingan immediately asked, but then his brows furrowed as Chitra Anggini retreated a few steps with a menacing look.

"Who areyou? What's the need?" The girl asked back.

Manten was silent for a moment before realizing something. Didn't her face have now changed after wearing the Dark Lord's magic tool?

"Don't joke, it's me." But as soon as he delivered the message in the eyes, 'this is my new face.'

Chitra Anggini no longer hesitated. Only with a Mantingan could he speak through the gaze of his eyes. So considering that all the houses had been cast in a voice-catching spell, Chitra Anggini said, "I do not recognize you. The last time I recognized you was last night, when you were flashing away just like that and didn't come back until morning like this. Where have you been?"

"I don't mess with other women, don't think that." The mantan smiled faintly, almost unable to believe how much he had to undergo this whole charade!

"Come in first."

The mantel entered without asking much; chitra Anggini immediately closed the door.

"Are you okay?" The mantel asked back.

"Look at yourself. Do I look okay?"

The thin smiling mantle. As long as Chitra Anggini still answered with a sharp, cynical, and cold, then it clearly means that the woman is still fine.

"Where did you go last night?" Chitra Anggini asked.

"I was held in the palace's dungeon."

"Have they tortured you?"

Manten. "They were doing very well to me."

The woman took a deep breath in the end. "Night I'll think of you."

"What do I mean to you, Chitra?"

The question managed to make Chitra Anggini lift his face and look at the young man more earnestly. But no answer came out of his mouth.

"Even if I die, you must continue what you were supposed to do. I am not a hindrance to you" continued Mantingan.

"We are traveling companions. It's gonna be hard for me to carry on with everything without you, isn't it?"

The mantle frowned. Almost did not understand what Chitra Anggini said.

However, the woman shook her head while saying, "Forget it. Right now, there's one thing that's far more important than just talking."

"Sleep," he replied, "this is the commandment from the master behind the blunder. We should get some rest. Alternately. There is no need to take part in the activities for today."

The mantan wanted to refute, but he found no reason at all. Kiai Guru Kedai has also reminded him that the swordsman still needs sleep to maintain his vigilance. Being a warrior does not mean not sleeping at all.

"Sleep first, I'll take care of you," Chitra Anggini said later, "don't argue. Last night I was with you waiting for you to come, I'm not so sleepy right now."

So now, Mantingan had absolutely no reason to refute! After all, what else does he have to dispute?

***

In his deep sleep, back Mantian sucked into the dream realm he had once been beside. Everything's finite. The orange leaves that fly are swept by the wind like a swarm of butterflies. The sky that bristles like twilight. Orange all the trees lined up neatly like someone had deliberately planted it. Including the orange clothes of women who are now standing right in front of him.

"Yet." The mantan said softly, until almost his voice could not be heard even by his own ears. How he still knew the woman even though it had been too long. It's Kenanga. The mastermind behind this long, long journey. "I'm sorry." The mantel bowed its head. Shame to show his face to the poor girl.

"What is there to forgive, Kangmas?" The soft voice was heard again.

"I made you wait too long. I have broken all the promises I once made before you so easily." Mantingan said clearly, that there was nothing to hide or exaggerate.

"No. That is what Kangmas must live, although it is not a moment. But I really don't care here, I'll always look forward to Kangmas, no matter how long." Kenanga raised Mantingan's face. "Your goal will be reached soon, Kangmas, your long odyssey will be over soon."

Mantingan looked at the woman with wet eyes. Who else can just be a place to lean even for a moment? Who else can encourage him with just one or two words? Who else could that be after the Angel of the North River leaves?

"Just freak yourself out, Kangmas. Live everything you need to live. Rest assured of that goal and strive for the best, then the whole universe will be united to help you." Kenanga showed her a warm smile, making the taste of Mantingan overflowing with such greatness.

But before he could cry, spilling everything, the shadow of Kenanga tetiba just fade. All that infinity is also fading. There's nothing left.

When he opened his eyes, his whole body was sweating. Looking around, he saw Chitra Anggini who was sitting while reading a book not far from his bed. Seeing that the young man had woken up, Chitra Anggini immediately closed his book.

“Are not sleepy?” tanyakanya.

“I almost never get sleepy.” The mantel sits up. “Now, you sleep.”

“The messenger of Mrs Darkness has come a while ago brought a map of the palace as well as intrusion plans that are copied in several sheets lontar.”

The mantle widened his eyes. How can Chitra Anggini say that so easily, while it is clear that the house they live in is currently fitted with a voice-capturing magic spell?

As if knowing what Mantingan was thinking, Chitra Anggini again said, “That person at once removed all the magic spells that were here, even replacing them with soundproof spells. We are free to talk about anything.”

Mantingan exhaled a sigh of relief, before saying, “Where do the spouts contain the plan?”

“In that drawer,” replied Chitra Anggini while pointing at the drawer next to the bed.

Mantingan rushed over and opened the drawer that there was only one fruit. The discovery of a bundle of lontar contains dense characters.