The Thousand Mask Warrior

Kasmaran

Jayaseta put her clothes back on, making Dara Cempaka breathe again after a long time of having to fight her blood pressure that was rushing to make her heart beat blindly.

Jayaseta also stuffed the Kyai Island Lucky kris back into her clothes. Datuk Mas Kuning already felt that his homemade keris had indeed found his soul mate. And if one day Jayaseta gives up his relationship for a second time with the keris, it is out of his will and will again.

"My son, Jayaseta, I'll let you come back tomorrow night. We're gonna go wide and talk about that wound you got. Let's just say tonight is introductory night and I'm sorry I couldn't meet you properly, nakmas," the grandfather said.

Jayaseta took his wooden mask that had been pierced by Dara Cempaka's skewer. After plucking and returning it to the owner, he put the mask back on.

"Cough, sister Dara, you have given all the help you need. Slave will disturb grandfather again tomorrow night," Jayaseta joked as a form of respect and then turned and chanted down from the three-story house.

Dara Cempaka was amazed then tried to see the direction of the warrior's departure, "Cough, he jumped down from this three-story house?" he said without looking at the grandfather.

Datuk Mas Kuning stood up, yawned and stretched his body, "He is a master swordsman, Dara. What did you expect?" the grandfather relaxed.

"You can sleep here tonight. But tomorrow you have to go back to your parents' house, because after all my grandfather is a prisoner, Dara. And you're basically sleeping in jail. Grateful they allow you to come and go as you please because they know you are my beloved granddaughter who will not make trouble" the grandfather said with a smile.

"I am amazed by you, Grandfather. Grandfathers were so powerful that even ten, twenty, even fifty advanced warriors at once would not be able to hold the grandfather. Even the most famous swordsman like Jayaseta's brother came all the way here to ask for help grandfather. Then why would the grandfather want to be treated like this, in the land and country where the grandfather was filial and drained all his energy?"

"Am, Dara ... Tara ... Datuk is tired of having to repeat always explaining to you how complicated this problem is. Let it go if it wants them. Datuk is old, does not want to travel far or in the form of activities. Enough grandfathers in this country, in this house. Eat datuk. Still can see your sweet face or see sparrows making nests in trees."

"Pooch ... You still think of me as a little girl, don't you? I've been fourteen years, grandfather. I ...,"

"If you think you're a child, why would you let me try Jayaseta, a swordsman who even you yourself are aware of so much power over you? Then, why can't my grandfather prevent you from feeling your first love with a stranger you were about to kill? That's because my grandfather wants you to feel all and take responsibility for what you do and feel for yourself. Because my grandfather understands you are an adult," again Datuk Mas Kuning smiled meaningfully.

Dara Cempaka's face turned red. He lowered his face deeply. He did not know that the grandfather had kissed the taste of Jayaseta.

Dara Cempaka even refused to fight or oppose the words of the grandfather who is now chuckling slowly tempting the grandson. He even left without saying goodbye while covering his face, going down the stairs at the speed of a female swordsman followed by a soft laugh mocking the grandfather.

That night the virgin could not sleep until almost morning. His pair of eyes only closed for a moment before then the sun woke up from his complaint. Jayaseta's face appeared many times in her dreams.

For a sane bachelor, the beauty of Dara Cempaka can not be compared with anyone. Her face was so sweet as the dewy fruits in the morning.

His skin was so white as opposed to his long dark black hair.

But all this beauty seemed useless to Dara Cempaka himself because he was kasmaran. He felt ugly, felt he did not have anything to be proud of the idol.

Later that night he will be reunited with the warrior who defeated him with absolute, body, body and soul. What could he do to bring this face upright in front of the handsome? Dara Cempaka lay her body again on a bed of silk and soft-woven goose feathers.

***

"Well, you're back, brother," cried King Nio from the boat to see Jayaseta coming. Both of his hands were welcomed.

The crew who saw the presence of the important person also waved or nodded their heads.

It was almost dawn when he reached the port of Sukadana, walking home from the house of Datuk Mas Kuning behind a hill that was tightly guarded by the soldiers.

"Master skipper, is your jung going to release anchors anytime soon?" jayaseta said directly without making small talk.

"Hm ... You are a warrior who chooses a match that knows absolutely nothing about sailing and traveling by ship apparently," said the skipper.

"It took me about three months to sell the rice and replace it with merchandise back to Semarang. The trade goods were pepper, maybe a little iron for agricultural goods. Therefore, have I not told you that you may return with me after your business, whatever it may be, is finished?"

Jayaseta nodded with satisfaction. "May I stay the night back on the yacht, master skipper until my business is done. I'll also ask you for your help to work anything, even on this ship."

Antonia da Silva laughed loudly. "Do I have to make it clear that you are welcome at any time, swordsman. Ah, you're all there," he said briefly.

Jayaseta breathed a sigh of relief. The journey from the port to the grandfather's house could not be said for a moment. However, it was only a day in this new world. Obviously he doesn't know where to go. Moreover, unlike his previous trips, in one day he has found what he has been looking for. He will not complicate the situation by looking for a place to live, eat and work of course.

The skipper, King Nio, patted her on the shoulder. "I know it's approaching dawn. But I'm sure you haven't eaten all day. You know this place is famous for its various types of sea fish and rivers, right? There's buffet and bacon if you want. I've still got plenty of wine and wine deposits, but if you don't like it, you can try the amazingly fresh mountain water taken today by my crew."

Suddenly Jayaseta felt her stomach whimper. He remembered that he had not touched the food at all today.

Not that he did not bear, not that he could not find the goods of a tavern that was still open or a house of residents who were willing to accept his arrival to just ask for food, even if they had to pay for it.

It's just that he forgot the natural needs of the man because he was too excited about his meeting with the grandfather. He thought that the sooner his affairs were completed, the poison curse spear Kyai Ageng Plered can be lost forever from his body, as soon as he can return to the island of Java to meet his beloved wife, Almira.

Therefore, of course, the captain's offer to return home to Semarang in three months is really very tempting.

Tonight Jayaseta intends and is determined to dream of her lover, Almira.

Jayaseta did not understand at all, there was a heart attached to his face. There is a young girl who is also dreaming about it with a heart full of kasmaran.