The Musafir
The Changing Way of Life
In the case of killing, Mantingan has indeed been taught since he was a toddler though. Not taught to kill, he was taught not to kill living things without use. His parents also stressed that killing humans is not a good thing, it is very despicable.
It continues to be taught even until Mantingan has grown into a teenager though. But his mother has added, that killing for the sake of the country is a good and mandatory thing.
Didn't what Mantingan did earlier have nothing to do with defending the kingdom? Or are his parents too old-fashioned to think? Mantingan shook his head, expelling his thoughts far away, not good thinking like that about the old man.
On the other hand, Kiai Guru Kedai advises Mantingan not to become a royal warrior. But the Kiai Guru Kedai allows the Mantingan to kill for the Truth, or kill for self-defense.
Now is a while after the fire of pancaka extinguished, Mantingan has been able to give up the death and murder of the seven warriors. Dara has also done a lot to entertain Mantingan, even specifically making jerky soup for Mantingan. It became their lunch.
Dara did not say much, only smiling to see Mantingan recover quickly.
“Thank you, Dara, this is very tasty.” The mantel smiled after finishing the dish.
“Good if so. I'm so glad to hear it.” Dara nodded. “People, even my fans assumed that I could not cook food, until many of them sent food to me.”
The mantle nodded slowly. “Does having a fan be fun?”
Dara laughs. “Sometimes fun, sometimes troublesome too. They gave me money, they also made my life feel not peaceful.”
The wide smiling coat. “I used to want to have a lot of fans,” Mantingan said. “Until I decided to travel, so that my story was heard or told by many people, and I became famous.”
“Then now?”
“I keep writing my travel story. To be heard by many. But this time, I'm not writing to get fans. I wrote my story along with the life lessons I picked up, so that my writing could benefit the crowd.” Warm smiling coat.
If he had written his story so that people would be sad when his story ended, Mantingan would now write so that people could still benefit from it even though he had fused with the land. Mantingan will not exaggerate his story that he wrote on the palm. Nor will it exaggerate or diminish the Truth that it acquires.
Dara smiled lethargicly. “What you did was impressive. While I am only an auction host, but still favored by many people. Myself even full of sins.” Dara let out a long sigh, Mantingan patiently waited. “My work is very different from your work that also spread kindness. I was pretentious to talk about kindness, but I myself did not live on that goodness.”
Manten shook his head slowly with his smile, he knew why Dara called herself a sinner. Throw the sword and sleep with him. How many times has he done that? Is it not the same as sin? The deeds of sinners?
“There's always time to change, Dara.” The mantel said slowly.
“But, what if in me reject?”
“Tell me the reason, why did you refuse?”
“Do you really have to do that sinful activity?” ask Fine mantel.
“It should, Mantingan. You know I'm a comfort woman!”
The mantan nodded slowly, allowing Dara to calm down first.
Dara buried her face in her knees. Reluctant to show a sad face to Mantingan. Slowly he sobbed. Which gentle-hearted person does not weep when he remembers his sins? Precisely for Mantingan, crying because remembering sin is the first capital to change.
“There is always a way and time to change, Dara.” The mantang said calm. “Being a comfort woman does not mean having to sleep with a man other than your partner. Everyone has the right to be an entertainer over others. It's just that, not all ways of entertaining are true.”
“Then do I have to how?” Dara asked without lifting her face.
“Now you are known to many. That way, you have the power and reach to change their beliefs. Change the belief of those who say that comfort women are women who must be willing to share the bed with other men. Replace it with a new belief, that comfort women are just entertainers, not for bedmates.”
Dara slowly raised her face. His eyes looked puffy, even so radiated a glimmer of hope. “What if what happens is they actually leave me?”
Smiling coat. “It is better to be abandoned by others, rather than abandoned by yourself. If you disagree with what you do, but you do it anyway, then you will be numb. That is the sign that something in you has left you, so that you walk without a clear direction and get lost in anxiety. If said Kiai Guru, such a man harms himself.”
Dara was silent for a moment. Soon his puffy eyes turned into sparkling eyes. The shoulders that were originally bowed were lethargic, now upright and full of passion. Hopeful. Dara looked at Mantingan.
“I will change, Mantingan, I promise!”
The wide smiling coat. “I'm a witness against you. Do what you have said.”
Dara kept on shining. Unexpectedly indeed, just a small conversation with the Mantingan had managed to change the course of his life. Dara is not a person who only talks a lot, if he has said seriously like that, then he will try as much as possible to do it.
Smiling coat, very happy. At least he has carried out the command of his teacher, that he should continue to spread the value of Truth wherever he is. Even in the corners of the forest like this, Mantingan must continue to spread the value of Truth.
Mantingan stood up and left Dara alone there. Let him think a lot about what he has to do in the future. Mantingan went to the planting room, visited Purple Sari Flower there.
In accordance with what he had planned yesterday, Mantingan would breed Purple Sari Flowers today. Actually this is far from the word “breed”, more precisely on “try to breed”. Because, a special way to breed Purple Sari Flowers is not known. Mantingan would try it the basic way he had learned in the central library.
If this method worked, then it would be amazing for the Mantingan. The coat only requires a sharp dagger, which will be used to cut the Purple Sari Flower stems. However, doing this way is very risky. Plants can die, without producing any results at all.
