The Musafir
Guessing the Situation of Tanjung Kalapa
MANTINGAN and Bidadari Sungai Utara continue their journey to Tanjung Kalapa, although in fact they are not so sure the situation there is really safe. Dharma said that the warriors began to guard in important places such as markets, ports, and so on.
‘Could Tanjung Kalapa be guarded by many warriors?’ asked the North River Angel through the eyes, because it is very unlikely to be able to speak clearly in the midst of the roar of crazy wind like this. Munding had taken them far from the ground.
‘We will see it later,’ said Mantingan later, also with his eyes. The young man clearly could not be sure how many warriors were standing guard at Tanjung Kalapa Port, nor did he want to draw conclusions from the results of his estimates alone. But even so, his estimation said that currently more warriors are on guard at Ujung Kulon or Salaka Nagara, because that is where the ships from Suvarnabhumi will be stranded after following the wind direction.
The Angel of the North River no longer asked, the girl could understand that Javadvipa was once again experiencing turmoil even though it was almost invisible at all, which in the turmoil of the news became erratic.
“We'll be here any minute, Sasmita.” Mantingan suddenly said with the Science of Whispering the Wind. “Civilization is very close, and the scorching afternoon has almost passed, we must continue the journey by land.”
In response to that question, the Northern River Angel simply nodded. Mantingan was grateful how mature the girl had been to not always refute all her orders, it is very different from Chitra Anggini who has an obligation to always refute it even though Mantingan can also understand that the girl is from the underground group who is very hard life.
What did the Angel of the North River get in the land of her husband, Fun-an, so that now she can behave in this way?
Munding Caraka lowered his altitude slowly until he landed on the side of the road in the thick wilderness. As far as the eye can see, there are no signs of human life other than the small road, but Mantingan knows that the road he is walking on today is rarely passed pedati-pedati traders who want to go to Tanjung Kalapa.
The road uphill in such a way, across the valleys of the hills, winding according to the pattern of nature. Mareka would climb up and down the hill several times.
Mantingan and Bidadari Sungai Utara can actually shorten the travel time by flashing like warriors of the martial world, but without agreeing also both understand that Munding Caraka can not argue.
“Ongng ...” The buffalo moaned as the two young men began to walk, not moving.
Mantingan looked back while trying to understand Munding's intentions, then smiled warmly while saying, “Come here, walk with me, don't say that again. There's no way I'm just leaving a traveling companion.”
Munding Caraka moved his legs also, not because of the words Mantingan because he could not understand human language, he said, but it was because of the sincere smile of the young man that made him able to grasp ideas without the need for any kind of language.
“You understand buffalo sayings, Mantingan?” The North River Angel smiled seductively, surely the question was not earnest, but the Mantingan did not take it that way.
“In the beginning it was not so, Sasmita, but we have been so long through the journey together,” he said, “as we both, Sasmita, we can talk with eyes.”
The smile of the Northern River Angel instantly expanded. Grasping Mantingan's hand tightly, made the young man feel everything he had previously wanted to feel. Isn't that how traveling friends are?
Without a hitch, they just kept their feet up. Although the streets have suffered a little damage, but such things do not mean much to pedestrians like the two. Lightly they traverse the puddles after the puddles in the middle of the road with the science of lightening the body.
It was said by Kiai Guru Kedai that Tanjung Kalapa was actually intended to be a trading city, and Sundapura was purely a government city, but that desire could not be achieved.
“The merchant ships came with a group of foreign royal envoys who aimed at Sundapura for security reasons, then the merchandise was very popular with the higher-ups of the kingdom. A kind of silk cloth, gold and silver jewelry, jewels, even to his beautiful slaves,” said his teacher at the time. “While Tanjung Kalapa rarely comes outside traders, so get cheap goods that are not so good, because how not many government officials are ready to buy expensive goods in the region, he said, just a commoner who buys goods for his living needs.”
Be able to Mantingan understand that the merchants who came to Sundapura brought the best goods of expensive value from his country, because the higher-ups of the kingdom bought something for his pleasure. While traders who come to Tanjung Kalapa actually bring goods that are considered as leftovers in his country, because the common people do buy something only if it concerns the needs of his life.
Meanwhile, in addition to the high-ranking of the kingdom, the merchants did so. Finished the necessities of their lives are fulfilled, which of course includes food, shelter, and clothing, then that is how the pleasures of life turn into the necessities of life.
The food they choose is not just that can nourish the body, but also that pleases the tongue. Their clothes are not only able to withstand the cold air, but also made from expensive materials with extreme scarcity. The house they built was not only able to withstand the blazing sun and the storm, but also a large and spacious although desolate and desolate could not be bargained for.
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When the sun had lived half a body on the western horizon, Mantingan and Bidadari Sungai Utara finally found a small village.
“Do we stop by or continue the journey?” tanya Bidadari North River.
Of course, with the setting sun, and the sky became dark, they can return to continue their journey through the air. Mantingan was able to determine the direction of the path by reading the constellations, an ability he had even before meeting Kenanga.
However, Mantingan could feel the fatigue of the True Northern River Angel was unbearable anymore. Only, the girl was reluctant to reveal it, because she seemed to know that it would only make the journey becomes hampered.
The Angel of the North River was the princess of a great kingdom. His habits were very different from those of the common people. It was even forbidden for his feet to touch the ground.
This time, Mantingan would not repeat his regrets in the past by overextending the girl's state.
“You look very tired, Sasmita, it's good to stop for a moment and find an inn that is not too crowded to stop for one night. But forgive me, maybe at this time we will not get a place that can be said to be worthy, or food that is quite delicious,” he said.
“Not a problem,” replied Little North River before laughing softly. “How did you know that I was very tired, Mantingan? While my face was covered with shadows that even as your words could not be penetrated by sharp vision though.”
Replying to that, Mantingan laughed. “It is possible that I cannot understand your feelings.”
