White Eagle Warrior 2

On the Way Home

"Hhhhhh .. hahaha! Very fresh, very refreshing this wine. Drink it on a clear day," eagerly, every sip from the jug of wine flowed, until it was composed of empty jugs on the table.

"It will, if mixed with milk. Well, this milk ..."

DICKHEAD !

"YES !!!" The shopkeeper who was a woman screamed hysterically as the swordsman's naughty hands squeezed his chest very roughly. Until the tray containing the food brought by the waiter slipped and floated down.

THE TEP! There was no sound of stuff strewn on the floor. Fortunately, the food was saved and fell on the palm of a swordsman. Without anything less, even the vegetable sauce was not spilled even a little. The palm's ability to withstand vibrations was incredible, saving the entire contents of the tray.

"This is our order?" ask the swordsman to the waiter who is still in shock.

"Right, Sir. I'm sorry, I almost spilled it on your clothes," the servant lady stammered back to reach for the tray that was in the swordsman's palm.

His hands were still trembling after becoming a victim of abuse. But the waiter continued his task of serving food to his visitors. Apparently, he has often gotten such a need from naughty visitors.

"Serve us! Susumu it, let it be here! Hurry along!" the swordsman who had been acting indecently spoke again, he raised the silver coin to the servant.

"Heh, are you deaf?! Where's your boss, quickly serve us!" he nodded when he felt neglected.

A middle-aged man who was the owner of the shop came over and apologized profusely. He asked the warriors to be patient because the girl they were referring to was still serving other visitors.

"Nok, hurry! The master swordsman wants you to serve, "the shopkeeper approached the waiter named Denok.

"Let him here. I'll pay him, ten times!" the word flat comes out from the mouth of the swordsman who is being treated to food by Denok.

The swordsman sat back against the drunken warriors whose light hands were poking at the sensitive objects belonging to the shopgirls. Meanwhile, along with the swordsman also sat an eight-year-old girl. They stopped by for lunch, and not to make a fuss.

"Ah, Mr. swordsman .." The owner of the tavern grew wide when the swordsman who was none other than Mahesa, clamped the gold coins in the gap of the index finger and middle finger. The distinctive aroma of the gold money was smelled as soon as the coin was almost stuck in the nose of the shop owner.

Meanwhile, Suhita did not comment a word. He only glanced at his father, at the tavern owner as well as at the servant girl Suhita admitted that the servant girl had a seductive body shape. In addition to tight clothing which is a work uniform, making the bulges he has so attractive to the opposite sex to touch it.

"God! Just yummy. Who quickly he got! You want to die, right? How dare you take my sea of milk!" shouted the warrior who started to get drunk.

Mahesa did not care, not even looking. After all, when it comes to money, everyone is familiar too. Who has a lot of money, he is the winner. With money, in this world what can not be bought?!

"Hey, if it's just a maid don't style much. You pretended to be blind just because there was your master's son, hahaha! Just try it alone, with that kind of money you might be crazier than us," chirped with ridicule they kept throwing at Mahesa, hoping that Mahesa would be provoked and make a scene. Thus, the drunken warriors could be freed from all costs. Such old tricks, which might work for Mahesa.

Suhita clasped his father's hand, Suhita was afraid that Mahesa would be provoked and hurt the fools.

With a sling Denok sitting across the table, he picked up the bowl and also took out some food kerats. He did as Mahesa said.

"Auntie ... Aunty has been working in this place for a long time?" suhita asked on the sidelines eating.

"Yes, Non. It's been almost two years I've been working" Denok replied innocently. Denok told me he was working for his family life. There is a mother and sister who must deny the responsibility of her life. As for other work, Denok did not have any intelligence.

"The patient aunt. I'm sure, one day there will come someone who will be responsible for aunty, so there is no need to work in a place like this," Suhita encouraged Denok.

"Thank you, Non. I was finally used to living in a place like this" Denok said in a smile.

Until they finished eating, no one dared to touch Mahesa's table. The full power that money has, really occupies in every layer of society.

Before leaving, Suhita took the time to shake hands with Denok. Behind his hand, tucked some money. I don't know what the motive behind all that is. Loyal, pity, or just a farewell.

"Dad, Hita felt that the warriors were offended because of the father's attitude. What if they come and look for something?!"

"If it wasn't for you, maybe now the drunkards have undergone fracture therapy and are unable to work in a few months" Mahesa replied in her heart. But all it looks like is a smile as the answer.

The distance they needed to reach Wesi Miling Town was about six hours drive. When entering the city poultice, it was already dark. From that, Mahesa and Suhita had to rush over immediately. Their time will be a week tomorrow.

Like the rotation of the earth, the swing of the horse's legs carrying the father and son continued to move nonstop. They take advantage of every second of the journey with full of joy.

EEEAAAKKK !!! The horse that Mahesa was riding neighed hard. Both of his front legs were raised very high when Mahesa pulled the bridle suddenly.

"What's up, Dad?" whispered Suhita.

"Be careful, there are uninvited guests" Mahesa said as she calmed her horse.

Not long after, several bamboos slid swiftly in front of them. If only Mahesa had not stopped the horse, at least their horses were injured by the surprise attack.

"No, not them. This time, we're dealing with professional killers. But don't be afraid, even their abilities are below yours" Mahesa said.

Suhita initially suspected that the roadblock was a network of groups that they had met at the store this afternoon. But Mahesa said she was dealing with a professional killer. 

Who is?! What does this have to do with them?!