The Musafir

The Musafir
Goodbye



MANTAN immediately flashed towards the sound as the sun rose more and more in the eastern horizon. Today can be called the light of the land.


Arriving at the end of the island, Mantingan saw a woman standing behind him with her hair fluttering in the sea breeze. The direction of view of the woman was fixed at one point, namely sunburns on the eastern horizon.


Seeing the figure, Mantingan's face immediately returned to show immeasurable grief. Then he took down the wooden crate containing a pair of Moon Swords just like that on the sand of the beach.


Without fear or hesitation, Mantingan stepped closer to the woman. But not long after, he again stopped after the voice of the figure was heard again.


“Stop there, Mantingan. One more step you go forward, then it is the scope of my attack territory. Never enter it with an unawareness.”


Chitra Anggini then pulled out a sword that was originally stuck into the sand of the beach. That is the Kiai Kedai Sword, which should still be in his hands.


“I'm not here to book you, Chitra.” Mantingan said strong enough to quell the roar of the wind. “We never have to paste for each other.”


The woman slowly turned around, revealing her jelly face which now encapsulated all feelings of grief. It was clear to forge Mantingan himself did not want to, but what would happen if it had become a necessity of his group?


“Didn't you read the letter I left Rashid for you? Wasn't there what I explained about our need to fight?”


The mantan did not reply, but clearly the look in his eyes showed great unwillingness. He had considered Chitra Anggini as his own little sister whom he had to protect whatever the stakes were, but now he had to fight it desperately.


“No need to doubt.” Chitra Anggini raised his sword. One or two leaves began to fly around him. “I also have another reason to book you.”


At that instant, a pair of Mantin eyebrows loosened. I really can't believe what he just heard. That woman has another reason to fight with him?


“What kind of reason?”


“You don't need to know it now,” replied Chitra Anggini. “Prepare, I won't hold back!”


Then at once he also flashed crashing Mantingan with Sword Kiai Kedai unsheathed, drove without a doubt even though playing the sword is not his expertise. Dozens of sharp leaves also flashed with him. Running at very high speed. He really did not hold back!


A quick mantle plucked Savrinadeya's Sword from his waist belt to fend off the Kiai Master Kedai Sword from Chitra Anggini. Not one bit of himself thought the sword would turn against him, but not one bit did he feel the irritation.


If the sword is held by Chitra Anggini even with the aim to kill himself, then it will not be the slightest problem. He never considered her an enemy.


Mantingan traces the sand of the beach so that his body shot backwards backwards. Just overcame the entire attack from Chitra Anggini without retaliating, although he could see many gaps in the defense of the woman, he said, so if what he faces at this time is not a fellow traveler, it will be easy for him to stick the Savrinadeya Sword at deadly points in the body of Chitra Anggini.


The mantle continues to move backwards. Sometimes he entered the forest, sometimes back to beach sand. All the moves he made were aimed only at suppressing the attack from the woman, and again, without retaliating.


In order to realize that Mantingan had no interest in taking the fight seriously, Chitra Anggini stopped his attack.


The mantle just shook slowly. Unable to say anything after feeling for himself how Chitra Anggini really intended to kill him in the fight just now. It sliced his mind as the person he trusted so much turned to attack him.


“Your own fault has trusted a lower class warrior like myself, Mantingan.” Chitra Anggini said softly. “There is not the slightest honesty between us.”


“But you're different, Chitra. You really are different. I know very well that in the depths of your mind there is not the slightest desire to betray me.”


As if those words had completely struck him, Chitra Anggini could not help but tear. Although he had firmly closed his eyelids, the newness of the water still seeped out of a row of beautiful eyelashes.


But a moment later, the woman again attacked, even with a far more devastating attack than before!


Chitra Anggini not only uses the Kiai Kedai Sword, but also uses dozens of sharp leaves that have been following his movements everywhere.


In order to face the double attack, the state of the Mantingan became very desperate. He had to use the science of reading omens, although it has been intended not to use the science when facing Chitra Anggini.


The ability to read the omens is not without a dangerous possibility, because the science is directly connected to instinct, while the mastery of fighting science is also related to instinct. Often the science of omen reading makes his body move involuntarily instinctively.


In a fight where he did not want to hurt anyone, the use of science was very vulnerable.


But right after the omen reading was used, Mantingan no longer experienced any kind of difficulty when he had to fend off all the attacks coming from Chitra Anggini.


A burst of fire was created while the Savrinadeya Sword with the Kiai Kedai Sword clashed. The leaves that split in two right in the middle flew freely in the wind. And the clang of the sword opened its ears.


After a while, Mantingan finally chose to end this futile fight. Suffice it to taste the ability of Chitra Anggini as an eye sign before he separated far from the girl, because it is very bad if the two meet again after this.


That way, Mantingan quick menotok the blood path of the woman until stiff do not move. Like a statue, Chitra Anggini stands firmly on the sand of the beach. Kiai Kedai's sword fell, slammed out of his hand. Even though the woman could not open her mouth to speak, her eyes had conveyed a sense of anger that was not her great fear.


Totokan given to Chitra Anggini is not included in the heavy totokan, so it can be easily detached after the tea season passed.


‘Kill me! From the moment we both died in vain!’ the woman said in her eyes.


“This hand of mine will never be able to kill you, Chitra. Better we both die than I should kill you.” Mantingan then picked up the Sword Kiai Kedai lying on a stretch of gray sand. “Goodbye, Chitra. I really did not want this farewell. I've always wanted to travel with you to visit civilizations we've never seen. But things no longer seem to be possible. Let me stay away, there is no need for you to chase me and there is no need for me to come back to you.”


Right after saying that, Mantingan turned around and walked away. Demi realized how her eyes became blurred due to the tears that piled up, she turned her head. I hope not a drop falls. Let him understand that separation always accompanies meetings. Sooner or later, pleasant or painful, separation and meeting cannot be separated in any way.


He carried back the wooden box containing the pair of Moon Swords. But then his heart stopped beating, when he felt the wooden box become much lighter than before!


The mantan immediately drew his Savrinadeya Sword from his waist belt as the ability to read omens caught a movement as fast as the agitated mind headed for him!