The Musafir

This May Be The Last Morning

BUT, does he really need to know about what Chitra Anggini is disappointed about? Is not in the implementation of this important task, namely saving a pair of Moon Swords that can return to the blue world of martial arts, also Tapa Balian who allegedly knows the sealing spell of a pair of heirlooms, which is, is it inappropriate to involve any kind of feeling?

When people's lives are at stake, Mantingan and Chitra Anggini should not drag on in disappointment or even the worst is romance, because of how much it can ruin some or even the whole of their plan.

However, if Mantingan also found difficulty means to control the turmoil of his own feelings, then how can he control the turmoil of the woman's feelings?

It is indeed a complicated thing that further complicates all circumstances, but it seems that it is so desired by Gembangmas to prove whether Mantan really deserves it or not.

When the sound stopped, Mantingan and Chitra Anggini seemed to get their respective bodies back. The faces of the two flushed perfectly when they realized they were hugging each other.

Mantingan looked around and found so many swordsmen couples who did not immediately let go of his embrace, even some of them who made out without hesitation. Few of them take off their hugs just to be able to look at each other with affection. Only Mantingan and Chitra Anggini did not do anything friendly.

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AFTER another day, this morning might be the last morning they were in the palace, or it might be their last morning in the world, cause anyway they'll infiltrate the palace tonight. There were only two paths for them; to come out with success, or to die on the spot.

Yesterday Chitra Anggini had gone to the swordsman market in Kotaraja to buy all the weapons, which he then gave to the network of Dark Ladies in the Thousand Cup Store in order to be smuggled secretly into the palace. The weapons included hundreds of flying needles, dozens of strappy knives, and a long dagger that could cost an opponent's life with just a single stab.

In terms of infiltration, with limited space, long swords are often not much useful or troublesome. For this reason, Chitra Anggini buys more short weapons. However, if the infiltration was to be known to the other party which then led to the siege of thousands of soldiers, the long sword would be the most needed weapon, so both of them would still carry swords.

“You hold this sword,” Mantingan said as he handed the Kiai Kedai Sword to Chitra Anggini.

“You can use two swords at once, right?” The woman did not immediately accept it, because she felt that the sword would be more useful if it was in the hands of experts such as Mantingan. After all, Chitra Anggini was not very good at playing the sword.

“To be on guard if your weapon runs out. I got word that the palace did not plant many trees, especially in their heirloom storage warehouse.” The mantle held out the sword. “Take it.”

Chitra Anggini finally received the Sword Kiai Kedai, but not until a long time later he again asked, “This is Dara's gift, right?”

“From the North River who told me,” he replied while holding the sword, but was very hesitant to answer Mantingan's eyes. “There are so many women who adore you, when really I do not see the good looks on your face.”

The smile bitterly. Should Chitra Anggini return to such action while they should prepare psychologically to face an opponent as big as Koying Palace?

To simply please the woman, Mantingan replied, “With that beauty, there should have been a lot of men who liked you, Chitra.”

But the answer is really unexpected, “But why aren't you so?”

The mantan coughed many times as a result of choking on his breath. I can hardly believe his own ears. “If I don't like you, then I won't want to think of you as a friend.”

“About it?” Now, without hesitation, Chitra Anggini looked into the eyes of the young man after goal. “Maybe what you said earlier is a lot of truth. During my misfortune in the martial world, I have met several times opponents who fell in love with me just by one look, so they let themselves kill without a fight at all. I consider it a natural thing. But the only impropriety lies in you, who are not the least bit unmoved despite having been peppered on you along with a swirl of whim fishing siren will.”

Mantingan was silent, but before long he had found the right answer to reply to the words of the woman, “Should we discuss this?”

There is no better answer than to reverse the question.

“Mesti.” Chitra Anggini started to move forward. “For midnight, our lives can no longer be determined. Dare to discuss everything that should be discussed.”

Manten exhaled a long breath, instantly blown away by the breeze that was breezing from the half-opened window of the room. The regretful breath will continue to be carried endlessly by the wind, until it may arrive at Champa there, to the ears of the North River Angel to simply tell how strange the young man is today.

“I can't reply to anything from you, Chitra. Just to Sasmita I offer that feeling.” The mantan said with such a weight, so heavy, so heavy, so heavy, that it was as if someone had deliberately piled thousands of mountains on his shoulders.

Along with the completion of the speech, the two fell perfectly silent.