The Musafir

Let Me Guide You

MANTINGAN, Chitra Anggini, as well as all guests of the event, were not given the opportunity to choose which bench they would occupy. Everything has been arranged by the event manager, they just need to follow the instructions without bothering to make a choice.

On the table, there were two dishes, a pair of silver spoons and forks, and a red candle that spread a dim light as well as a soothing aroma. In that sense, the atmosphere really feels romantic. Sure enough, anyone will be lulled. Koying Palace never playfully make the Love Event.

The mantle breathes slowly. Is it not so when this romantic atmosphere has brought his memory back to the distant idol in Champa? He always hoped that the North River Angel was in front of him at this time, accompanying dinner with grilled fish spread his honey, even if only briefly but not so why.

However, the shadow remains a shadow that only exists in his mind. The Angel of the North River far across the peninsula. Separated two weeks cruise ship. And more than that, they are separated by the state with all its interests.

In front of him is still Chitra Anggini, who although it is beautiful again beautiful, but not his love.

The sound of the best singing in Kotaraja is still soft. It was as if the cool night air had been friendly to the sound. So harmonious.

“What are you thinking?”

Chitra Anggini managed to break Mantingan's contemplation. The young man just shook his head slowly in return.

Silence moment. Chitra Anggini bit her own lips. He knew Mantingan so well, how could he not know what he was thinking?

“Do not let your guard down. Although everything seems safe, but for a swordsman like us the danger is always in every breath without exception,” said Chitra Anggini slightly choked, as if something stuck in his throat. “We can cope with the events of yesterday night just because our vigilance is still awake.”

“Ya.” The mantle smiled at the end. “Thank you for reminding me.”

Chitra Anggini was silent. Letting silence take over. It had lost its appetite for conversation, for reasons that Mantingan could not fully understand.

An officer came to their table. As usual at the time of the breakfast event, the person brought several puffs containing a list of foods to choose from.

“You want to eat what, Chitra?” The mantan asked, for only he was given the list of food.

“Just be happy,” replied the woman.

The mantan frowned, but immediately took action by choosing a number of foods that would have been liked by the woman in front of him. Should women not be able to determine something, men should act as leaders?

After the officer left, Mantingan said to Chitra Anggini, “Don't tonight be very quiet if we just pass by without talking?”

Chitra Anggini. For the sake of seeing the face of the Mantingan that was so clear, so clear, so clear, that as if everything stored in his mind could be revealed just like that, then the entire defense of the woman collapsed in an instant. Without suction, without a puff; completely without a sound, tears flowed slowly from the corner of his eyes, making Mantingan a confusion not a reed of a gnaw.

“What's up?” The mantle asked.

I answered that question with a head. Chitra Anggini tried to smile, but her tears kept flowing like she was deliberately betraying her smile.

“What is the smoke of this candle making your eyes poignant?” The mantel asked. Worriedly.

“Can't be so. Tell me, what are you thinking?”

Then without hesitation, the woman replied, “Your mind.”

The mantle immediately fell. Silence of a thousand languages. He is not naive like before. Based on the words of Chitra Anggini, he can know how the woman feels today. Could ....

“I mean, I miss him too.” Chitra Anggini said quickly, while quickly wiping her tears on the blushing cheeks. Presumably, his mind had clearly returned to consider what he had just said. “Just like you, I miss his presence too, and really wish he was here, with us. He has given me so much of a friendship. It's hard to forget.”

The mantle frowned. To him, what the woman said would never be easy to believe. He knew very well that Chitra Anggini had a powerful attitude even though she was a woman. Even in some ways, the maturity of Chitra Anggini is able to exceed him. However, why is the woman crying now for a very trivial affair? Even Mantingan, who clearly put all his love to the Angel of the North River, did not let out his tears in this place when he remembered his heart!

Maybe a woman's feelings are much softer than men's, so it is natural that they cry easily. However, Chitra Anggini is included in the exception.

What is the truth about the beautiful woman?

However, the atmosphere of the day did not last long enough when some maids delivered food to their desks. Chitra Anggini has filled her tears to a perfect clean, immediately smiling widely staring at the various dishes presented in front of her.

The woman immediately took her share, but did not go to bribe food because she saw Mantingan still did not touch the food.

“Why not eat?” ask Chitra Anggini. “You want me to bribe you or how?”

The mantel smiled faintly before it started taking its share.

***

The officers did not lie at all. Dinner was not a casual dinner. Everything became romantic when the entire couple in the Thousand Palace Houses Great Courtyard were asked to gather and dance!

The dance is also not just a dance, which just swayed to follow the strains of sound, and to have fun. This is a dance that is often done by fellow couples in Kotaraja, which is full of love and unimaginable affection.

The mantain did not consider him at all friendly. Dancing with Chitra Anggini is something that is very very very vulnerable to him, because of how the beauty and beauty of the girl is no longer able to be denied, he said, so that no one can be guaranteed he will not be lulled by romance that should not be!

“I know you will never like this,” whispered Chitra Anggini in front of her, “but we must keep doing it.”

Bebunyian began to flow, as well as the entire pair of warriors in the vast field who began to dance without any awkward feeling at all. Only Mantingan and Chitra Anggini had not moved from their place.

The young man then said slowly, “I don't know how.”

However, with a smile, Chitra Anggini replied gently, “Ten easy, I know. Let me guide you, Mantingan.”