The Musafir

Sky Destiny Will Not Be as Beautiful as Story

The MANTAN inserts some of the ejection petals into its bundle. In the petals, there are various contents of important letters that can help the North River Angel to return to Champa safely. He just put it together all night without stopping.

The letters are certainly a hoax letter from a royal warrant. Mantingan still keep the emblem of the banner Tarumanagara which is usually used for correspondence, and, so that he can imitate it even though it cannot be considered an easy job because the symbols in the royal inscription are indeed made as complicated as possible so as not to be easily imitated. More than hundreds of ejections scattered in his room, with the emblems of the royal banners are flawed, which is what makes Mantingan not sleep all night.

Just then, suddenly the door opened without the sound of a knock before. Mantingan did not need to be vigilant at all, because he knew very well that the one who came was the North River Angel. He did ask the girl not to knock on the door of his room when he wanted to enter, because if it could provoke the attention of other guests. Why does the person from the next room always go into his room?

“Have you finished your work, Mantingan?” The Northern River Angel approached the young man's writing desk with a dazzling smile. Embrace the young man's neck from behind.

“Already,” answered Mantingan back stroked the hand of Angel of the North River gently. “We can leave this morning anyway.”

“This morning?” The smile of the Northern River Angel faded.

Manten shook his head slowly without loosening his smile, saying, “Sasmita, it's time you returned to Champa. Realize that what we have done so far is not true. You belong to another man, you have married someone who is not me. It's not even appropriate for me to just touch your hand.”

Hearing that, Bidadari Sungai Utara like a heavy rain. Just about his body inched, his head lowered, like he had lost all confidence. Isn't it true what Mantingan said that, that their love is actually a forbidden love?

“I still don't understand about what the sky really wants.”

Mantingan looked at the girl with a gaze waiting for an answer. He knew that the words of the Angel of the North River would not stop there.

“If indeed we are destined not as a mate, can not be together forever, then why are we met in impossibilities like this?”

The mantel took a deep breath. The impossibility referred to by the North River Angel is certainly clear. It should be impossible for the girl to return to Javadvipa, even out of the palace where she lived was very difficult considering all the escorts and regulations that exist. When the hope of reuniting has almost been buried, why are they met in the most unimaginable way?

Mantingan had heard the old men say: “Whatever you are willing to part with someone, as far as you can go, but if he has been told to be your soul mate, you will be, then you will return to him in the most unimaginable way.”

However, can he with the North River Angel be considered to be a match with the ring finger of the girl who has made up the ring of people?

So if in fact they are not a match, can not be together for ever, why should the two be reunited in the most unimaginable way?

Then Mantingan said, “Sasmita, does your question need an answer from me?”

The Northern River Angel simply nodded.

Mantingan has read many real stories as well as stories that are simply written, but he has never found the stories to be similar to his current destiny. In these stories, which have been separated, they will forever remain separated, and those who are reunited will forever remain together in happiness. However, none of these stories recounted the meeting after the separation, which was neither forever sad nor forever happy.

Isn't the story much different from real life?

The writers make such happy imaginary stories are intended to be solace for people who want something like that fantasy, because it is very different from a picture or painting, writing is better able to bring someone really feel what is in the writing, because his mind is not constrained to a form that has been determined by the artist.

Mantingan stood up from his stool before saying, “Have you packed, Sasmita?”

The North River Angel again just nodded his head.

“Wear this caping.” The mantle takes one of two capings on the table. The caping has been cast with a shadow spell that is as useful as covering the face like a veil. He thought that the Angel of the North River had become quite known as the woman who covered her beauty with a veil, so the disguise did need to be changed.

After putting up their respective bundles, the two of them rushed down to the first floor to return the key to the inn.

However, because Kembangmas gave so much money to pay the rent for Bidadari Sungai Utara room, there should still be twenty more nights until the rent is completely exhausted.

In accordance with the provisions, the innkeeper returned the remaining money with pieces of various parts. The amount of money he returned was more than two hundred gold pieces, it certainly could not be considered a small amount. The Northern River Angel immediately gave the entire gold piece to Mantingan, but the young man refused.

“On the way later, you will need it more.”

The innkeeper looked at the two with a suspicious look, trying to find out who they really were, because he did not know there was a couple who rented two separate rooms, but all he saw was a pitch-black shadow covering the face, even the tip of his nose could not be seen. In the end, the innkeeper chose to give up, besides there was no point in him finding out the identity of the two young men in front of him.

Mantingan and Bidadari Sungai Utara walked out of the inn when Munding Caraka who had originally laid his large body under the shade tree got up and walked over to the two. The buffalo moaned softly, offering a mount, but was answered with a headband by his master.

With a look in the eye, Mantingan said to the Angel of the North River, ‘We have to walk up some distance first before flying with Munding.’

The Northern River Angel only replied with a nod. Just like Chitra Anggini, he can also talk through the eyes with Mantingan, even can talk without language so that it cannot be said as conversation. Although their meeting was not as long and as Mantingan with Chitra Anggini, but the bond between the two is very strong. No one can lie to that.

During the trip, Mantingan and Bidadari Sungai Utara were chatting merrily. There were so many things that they could discuss, starting from Kana who was getting good at words, Kina who somehow liked horses so much, to the point, until they reached their separation in the north sea of Javadvipa at that time.

“And when I was awake, I would have never let you go.” The Angel of the North River recalled how unconscious he was when he was rushed to Champa. “At that time, I woke up not to find you on the whole ship. I forget how much I don't have the ability to swim, so jump myself off that ship. Some swordsmen to the point of having to desperately carry me back on board.”