
Love, struggle, sacrifice, really? But do we have to go through this cycle? Is there not one alternative to being able to achieve it without having to be sacrificed? Life without anything at stake, he said would not come to a goal. So, the purpose of life is to sacrifice? Or a victim for a purpose? A cycle that is difficult to understand, different understanding makes it difficult.
"What's? Why are you looking at me like that?" He turned his face somewhere else. His misdeeds, constantly stared at and stared at.
"You're so pretty. Can't I just keep staring at him?"
"Are you not bored? Never mind, ihhh .. You just embarrass me," Kemuning covered her face.
Initially curious, then find a way to try, continue to feel good, and finally addicted. Their age is very young, where the thinking sometimes becomes very short. Young blood. The blood that flows is easily spurred, always feels the most gallant and truest by itself. Ignoring risk, thinking not far ahead.
If you do not have courage, you will forever be drowned in mere wishful thinking. After doing the action, managed to feel it, not necessarily bad expectations that can be obtained. Women and men are created with the same taste, why fear at all the things that are not worth fearing? It worked! The devil grasps and controls the mind, making it dark to the eyes.
The cup! Danur Cakra forced it. He clasped the lips of the Kemuning ranum, suppressing the girl in the influence of the devil.
Not quite once, finding Kemuning just speechless and stunned, Cakra repeated his action. Even this second time he grew bolder, leaving behind small bites that would be felt at any moment.
For a moment the atmosphere became silent. They are both wrong. For Kemuning, this was his first time. While Danur Cakra, only ever did with his sister. It was also because it was forced for the sake of the treatment of the Dragon Breath Crystal. Cakra never considered it, so this was also his first experience.
"You .. I thought you were a good man. It turns out you're the same as most guys out there. You must have had many lovers. Stay away from me!" Kemuning pushed Cakra, his face looked flushed. He was angry or he enjoyed it.
"Hey, don't be. I was not intentionally. Anyway, it's all your fault. Who's wrong has a pretty face."
"Oh, because of that? Then if I'm born ugly maybe you'll never be close to me."
"Who said? Even then you wear a veil, how I see your face. Then why did we meet? I am sincere, and always sincere in helping you. It's just that it wasn't on purpose, really!" Danur Cakra is seductive. Making Kemuning increasingly grunt.
"Yes, already. If you're constantly angry. I want to find a rabbit or a partridge for us to eat" Danur Cakra stood up.
"Cakra, don't leave me. What if someone suddenly comes and kidnaps me? I could die," Kemuning chased after and did not want Cakra to leave him.
"Then, we continue the journey. On the road we'll find something to eat."
As a fugitive, the risk is so great that Danur Cakra must enter the King's City in order to find the God Physician. It was the same as approaching the lion's den. In fact, Kemuning also refused to be taken to the God Physician. He remembered very well when his group attacked and burned the Divine Physician's sword. How could the God Physician be kind enough to heal him. Moreover, he had also promised himself to no longer come to the King's City. His homeland. But so far, Kemuning has not had the courage to tell the reason to Danur Cakra. He was afraid that Cakra would not believe, or worse Cakra would leave him. Who will he ask for help?
Kemuning, Dewi Kundalini, and some other names that people recognize when he became a circus performer. Her real name is Diah Pitaloka. She has a very different family background to her life now. His father named Manggar Wangi a Tumenggung in the Northern Kingdom, his mother is a noble family named Sucinta.
Born and raised in the palace environment, certainly makes Diah Pitaloka's life restrained by various protocols and rules that some of him do not like. However, Diah Pitaloka continued to study at a special school for royal officials, until then he was interested in the art world. Martial arts.
Furtively, Diah Pitaloka studied martial arts with a teacher who was a commoner. There he learned the style of the sword and also many equipped with debus techniques which were then applied in circus performances.
The outside world is so beautiful, freedom can be inhaled in every breath. Of course, due to frequent truancy from school and known to often mingle with commoners, making both parents Diah Pitaloka angry. They strongly opposed Pitaloka's behavior which was considered to demean the nobility. In addition, his parents threatened to marry Diah Pitaloka to the man of their choice if Pitaloka did not want to change. That's why Diah Pitaloka decided to leave home, join a circus group and enjoy his youth without pressure.
Years of free life, Diah Pitaloka was barely known as a beautiful-looking figure. He always wears a veil. To avoid his father's men who continue to search, also sure to hide themselves from the eyes of hungry crocodiles. But as clever as hiding a beauty, still the fragrance is smelled too. So many people are making money curious, making them try to uncover the original appearance of Diah Pitaloka. One by one, problems emerged. At the top, yes as he is now experiencing.
If drawn conclusions, there is no safe place no pleasant world. While under heaven, every human being faces the same risk.
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The more time moved, the further the distance cut to the King City. Diah Pitaloka's heart Kemuning's eyebrows are pounding more and more. However, he also wanted healing so that he would no longer be a burden to Danur Cakra. It was enough sacrifice that Cakra made for him, time for once Kemuning did not want to obey Cakra's request.
"You must fight the fear in you. Not everyone is trying to hurt you. Many of them are also good people. If you continue like this, I'm afraid your psyche will be disturbed" Danur Cakra continued to try to encourage Kemuning.
"Yes, I keep trying. After all, it's enough for me to put a burden on your shoulders. You also have a life and a purpose that you must pursue," replied Kemuning lirih.
Danur Cakra let out a long sigh, his head shaking weakly. That's not what he meant, Kemuning's words made his chest like it was pierced. But never mind, Danur Cakra doesn't have to involve the heart. He realized, Kemuning's condition was deteriorating.
Kemuning immediately pulled the reins of his horse when in the distance he saw several men appear on the road. Although trying to hold back but still Kemuning face pale with fear.
"Yes, I know. Even though the abilities I have are unlike yours, you must not forget that I can also martial arts. I'm used to dealing with a lot of people" Kemuning replied.
Danur Cakra chuckled. Basic lady. Always feel the smartest, truest and most everything. The wrong, the weak are just other people. But good thing, at least confidence as a circus performer can at least make Kemuning forget the trauma.
"Uncle, is it really the direction of this road towards the King's City?!" ask Danur Cakra when arriving near the wood seekers.
"Yes, Den. But still very jauuuh .. ahead there is one village, you guys just rest first. If you keep going, you will be trapped in a forest of fog" replied a wood seeker.
Their bodies are dirty and bathed in sweat. But the spirit never faded, bearing the burden to bear the cost of family life.
"Hey, Uncle-Uncle. I have a little fortune for you. I hope I can at least help," Danur Cakra became a very generous person. The gold he found some chests in the cave, made his heart become fond of sharing. A cold-blooded killer, there are times when it is soft-hearted like an angel.
Each person was given a piece of gold. Of course it makes the hands and feet of the villagers who have become trembling. You may never feel like you are holding gold directly. But that day, they were given away for free. Still groping and thinking in a dream, the people were unaware that Danur Cakra and Kemuning had been racing horses.
"I've heard the prayers of the little people heard by God. Don't tell me you're trying to atone for your sins by making them smile. Stale it!" yelling from the back of his horse.
Danur Cakra just laughed at hearing that. Kemuning constantly invites to fight mouth. Yes, it reminded Cakra of Suhita, his sister. But ... is it possible that Suhita is still as she used to be, completely unchanged when they meet? Danur Cakra is conscious, circumstances have made everything so changed. Ah, naw. But it was Danur Cakra who had changed. Turned into the figure that Suhita hated the most.
Danur Cakra once promised to live better. Does not use violence to solve problems, also avoids fighting when it is not needed. But .... Now what? Instead Danur Cakra became a royal fugitive. He stood with the rebels and finished off Tumenggung Surotanu and so many royal soldiers. He was clearly against the law. The pula was augmented with assassins and the burning of wealthy merchant houses. So much crime. Even before that, Danur Cakra had also harmed Tumenggung and special forces in Karusian Temple. Huuzha ... Danur Cakra was unsure if Suhita would still consider him a brother.
What can I do. Whatever he will accept, will be faced. A real man will never shy away from trouble let alone hide. Problems to face, not to be feared. The most important thing for Cakra is to meet with Suhita, then ask Suhita to treat Kemuning. Cakra was sure, as a Suhita healer it was impossible to refuse to help people. The thing about him, Danur Cakra never thought about it. Youipun Suhita berated even kill him, business later.
Listening to the explanation of the wood seeker, Danur Cakra decided to spend the night. He and Kemuning rented a room in a forest village. Rather than being trapped in a forest of fog. If he is alone, or Kemuning's condition is not sick is certainly not a problem. But now the conditions are different.
Of course Danur Cakra felt very tormented. Kemuning can not be far from him, even when in the bathroom Cakra must be on standby at the door. Sleep in only one room. So annoying. If only Cakra had not remembered sin.
"Do I look beautiful with this makeup?" ask in front of the mirror.
"Without giving it a shot, you always look beautiful" replied Danur Cakra from the window.
"Stop talking nonsense. You keep praising me just for fun, don't you? You're afraid I'm getting stressed. So annoying!" Kemuning nagging though slowly.
Danur Cakra gaped, all wrong he became. Wrong answer, silence is getting wrong. Is it possible that all women are just as annoying?
"Cakra .. did you see the sketch of the face that was taped to the entrance of the village?" ask Kemuning.
"I felt that the sketch was much uglier than the original face. If I had a chance to meet the maker, I would have protested, " Danur Cakra replied.
Not wrong anymore. It was indeed a sketch of Danur Cakra's face. It's just, it could be said not to be too similar. They make only based on forecasts from eyewitness reports. But regardless, it signifies that the work party is so serious about pursuing the fugitives.
"Are you sure we'll continue our journey to King's City?" ask Kemuning once more.
"I promised myself I would take you to the God Physician. Your wounds must be healed, I don't want anything to happen to you. And I, will keep my promise" replied Danur Cakra.
I was moved to hear it. He thanked her a lot as he hugged Danur Cakra from behind. Surprisingly Danur Cakra actually felt happy flowers of his heart were treated like that. It was very different when she was hugged by Suhita. Although his own sister, Danur Cakra felt uncomfortable. There is something not the same, the feeling between two human children.
"Cakra .. why is my heart not so sure? Is it possible that you will be able to make the God Physician want to treat me? Forgive me, for not daring to speak frankly to you," Kemuning could only close his eyes, only daring to speak inwardly.
"Now sleep. Tomorrow morning we will continue our journey. Before midnight, I'm sure we'll reach the gates of King's City. May we be paired and quickly met with the God Physician."
Thus, the night passed by briefly. The sound of the singing of night birds is not at all heard in the deep sleep of a tired body. Early in the morning, Danur Cakra and Kemuning have continued their journey. Entering the fog forest during the day, made them not get too many obstacles. Their journey went smoothly without any distractions. Danur Cakra managed to trick every sight of the guard soldiers eyes. Until they let a most wanted fugitive enter the King's City.
As per the forecasts, the night began to crawl up when Danur Cakra reached the border region of King City.