White Eagle Warrior 2

The Angel of Heaven

"Cakra, wake up Cakra .. huu .. huuu ..." Kemuning crying sobbing.

No matter the fishy smell that stings, Kemuning cries while tightly hugging the body of Danur Cakra. He looked so shocked in the face of what happened. Of course Kemuning blames himself for the bad things that happened to Danur Cakra. He really did not expect that Cakra would leave him this soon.

"Akhhh .. uhuukkk .. uhuukkk ..." Danur Cakra let out a weak voice.

He fell silent, immediately wiping away his tears. Focusing the hearing to make sure if the sound he just heard came out of the mouth of Danur Cakra. Or is he just lost in delusion?

"Ca ... The chakras?! You wake up, don't leave me alone" he said.

Danur Cakra opened his eyes, he could hear the sound of Kemuning crying by his side. What's wrong?! Danur Cakra was not harmed, after visiting the realm of evolution and watching his Little Dragon make it through the first gate, Cakra overslept because he was too tired. Too much energy that Danur Cakra expends when facing the Male Piton. Lucky Danur Cakra who came out as the winner.

"Huh, why are you crying?!" Danur Cakra asked.

Kemuning flabbergasted, this time it was very real if it was Danur Cakra who spoke. Instead of subsiding, precisely the cry of Kemuning increasingly exploded.

"Ja-so you, you're alive?!"

"Damn it! You're gonna swear I'm dead?! I'm tired, I'm going to sleep!" answer Danur Cakra in an irritated tone.

Between pleasure, annoyance and several other simultaneously emerging feelings rumbled in Kemuning's chest. He was not messing around, feeling very lost because he thought Danur Cakra was really wretched. But ... precisely Danur Cakra responded as if just a joke. If you do not remember what just happened, want to feel Kemuning cursed so upset.

Kemuning stared at Danur Cakra's face deeply, he wiped the python blood spots that were still attached. How great the sacrifice that Cakra had made for him, Kemuning did not even know all that Cakra did on what basis. Is it possible that Danur Cakra will return his love? But ... Kemuning knew that Cakra already had a lover. So why is Cakra approaching him?

"No, no. I can't be too confident. However, I must remember this favor, my life is given by the Lord Physician. And do I still deserve to be called a human if I openly cornered the person who saved my life?!" Kemuning is very upset.

Time passed by so quickly, but the news that blew was even faster than the roar of the wind. Danur Cakra could not take much longer to rest there, he had to leave immediately as so many warriors came closer to where the two forest-dwelling pythons had died. Some do believe and their arrival is certainly with a purpose, but not a few of them who come just to prove the truth of the story. Real or just a figment.

But regardless of the reason for the arrival of the warriors, for Danur Cakra everything is not a good thing. Even worse, if the warriors were trying to have the flesh of a piton that Danur Cakra had taken. The problem will get more complicated.

"Where are we going?" ask Kemuning.

"Have, don't ask too many questions. What matters is that we leave this place immediately. I need a river to clean up this fucking blood." Danur Cakra followed Kemuning continuously walking through the dense forest. They continued their journey to Soka Jajar.

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If thinking of the moon disappears from view because she is getting bored, it may be the wrong thought. Although invisible, believe me not once the moon turned away from the earth. He just disappeared for then came up with a beautiful smile.

By hoping in humans, believe that only disappointment is obtained. However, in fact, humans who become a backrest when tired, also a place to hold on when unsteady.

"If it wasn't for you, whichever paddy field was just one plot until it sold. But why, does God not also give way to your healing? Less what effort has been done? Was it in my previous life that I was so evil, that karma came now?!"

"Sir, stop. What are you talking about? Embarrassed at hearing the neighbor," a middle-aged woman came to her husband who was nagging, swearing ungodly. Her name is Bu Mayang. Her husband was named Murdoko.

The middle-aged couple had just been hit by a disaster. After several years of their baby fell ill and never recovered, a week ago Mr. Murdoko met a medical expert who asked for some money as a dowry for treatment. So the father had to sell the rice field which is their only arable land, a source of income that supports the family so far.

With reason to take resources, the medicine expert was out of the village. And until now he never showed his nose again. Not only Pak Murdoko's family was deceived, but also many other residents who experienced the same thing.

"Don't blame our son, he's suffered enough. As parents, we do our best. About the Physician .. yes, that's it. We are careless."

"Crackle?! So you blame me too?!" Mr. Murdoko glared at the words of his wife who tried to calm down.

Bu Mayang could only sigh to find the husband's loud words. He did not blame anyone, because basically Bu Mayang was wrong for agreeing to even offer to sell his rice field.

Cheque-checking, fighting can be avoided because Bu Mayang does not welcome the fire with a splash of oil. Giving up does not mean losing, but Bu Mayang is actually a winner. Because he managed to subdue the pride in his heart.

Mr. Murdoko was still mumbling, muttering short lengths even though his voice was not heard by anyone. He stopped when someone called.

Mr. Murdoko and Bu Mayang simultaneously rose. Their wooden houses are high masted, so if there are guests certainly not immediately visible unless they are on the veranda of the cottage.

A very young woman was standing near a wooden staircase. He who calls, say hello to ask for a sip of water. The graceful girl with long black hair smiled, revealing her white teeth arranged flat, adding to the beauty of her smile with dimples engraved on the right. Make anyone would want to pinch the smooth cheeks.

"Ah, cay ayu. Come please stop by our reot cottage," with a friendly greeting without making up, Ms. Mayang invited the beautiful girl.

"Ah, don't hesitate. I cook a lot of water. Later, cak ayu can bring it for travel supplies," Bu Mayang immediately pulled out a jug filled with clean water. Do not miss some boiled cassava krat.

Coincidentally Suhita came to get the resources that are known to exist in the hill behind the village. Unexpectedly, it turns out that villages rich in valuable resources actually experience economic difficulties. Because blind in ignorance, making villagers let people mengondol resources that are in sight without them getting anything.

"There's a friend of mine, he's trying to look over there to find a tavern. Maybe soon he will come" said Suhita after sipping a few glasses of water.

Sure enough, Suhita's lips dry yet said, the person in question has come. Kencana Sari appeared empty-handed, and it was true that there was not a single tavern in the village.

After making small talk and enjoying the boiled cassava served, Suhita intends to excuse herself and continue the journey. However, Suhita's ears caught the sound of a woman moaning in pain. That means, it is not just a middle-aged couple who live in the cottage.

Since then, Mr. Murdoko has only spoken a thousand languages. He tried to suppress, hiding the annoyance of the arrival of the guest. But the expression on Mr. Murdoko's face changed immediately when he heard his son's moaning.

Suhita and Kencana Sari exchanged glances. Maybe Suhita's call to choose Pak Murdoko's cottage as a place to stop. Maybe there's something he should do there.

Perhaps, in that village no one recognized Suhita as a healer. But that certainly doesn't change anything. Suhita's ability does not necessarily disappear just because his name does not shine, because helping others does not have to accept praise what else makes the payment as a benchmark.

"Em, Sir. What season is it now?" suhita asked, trying to start a conversation with Mr. Murdoko.

"The fields are for sale, what harvest?! Lately you've been on shit. Shit tubi-tubi ..." Mr. Murdoko immediately hit the gas, telling his grievances. No matter who he is dealing with, the most important thing is to tell the interlocutor if he is unlucky. Perhaps for people like Mr. Murdoko, complaining is one way to hope that God's help comes through the compassion of those who listen.

Stress due to thoughts that are so upset, making Mr. Murdoko so dark eyes. He felt the world was so unfair to him. From childhood to marriage, even at an almost old age, economic difficulties continue to be a terrible specter that continues to shadow their families.

Suhita sighed, she did not comment let alone interrupt Mr. Murdoko's conversation. Let the middle-aged man pour out all his grievances to completion. Even Bu Mayang who tried to talk was banned Suhita. Yes, Suhita is indeed a good listener. He was used to how stubborn a man was. Even Suhita is able to face the ugly Danur Cakra not just speech.

"Sir, this is it. What if you work for me. Not only the father, but if there are some friends you might be invited. I will pay a reasonable amount" Suhita said offering a solution.

Mr. Murdoko looked at Suhita doubtfully. Frankly he did not believe in Suhita's words. Just now they were beguiled by the irresponsible people of the city. Now Suhita comes with the lure of money, where maybe the young girl after Suhita can pay several people at once, as he said. Of course Mr. Murdoko refused Suhita's offer.

Suhita ignored Pak Murdoko's refusal. Hita was very sure, they hesitated because they did not want to be fooled a second time. It makes sense, because normal humans would do something similar.

After talking quite alot, Suhita finally allowed to see the condition of Mr. Murdoko's child.

Surprisingly, when Suhita came precisely the condition of Mr. Murdoko's child improved. Mirna Wati her name. A beautiful name like her face. If he is healthy, there must be many men who want to edit Mirna, even though she comes from a poor family.

"Hi, can you hear me? If yes, then you can simply blink your eyes twice. But if not, of course there is no need to blink," said Suhita while smiling sweetly.

Mirna tried to smile back, her eyes flashing twice as a sign that she was responding to Suhita's words. Of course what happened to Mirna made Pak Murdoko and Bu Mayang unable to speak anymore. They were happy, at least for a while not hearing the roar from Mirna's mouth.

Suhita shook her hand, immediately on the table appeared some equipment commonly used for treatment. Yes, without anyone asking, Suhita will sincerely do her best to keep people healthy again. And indeed a physician should have such a view.

Just a single pill was enough to make Mirna fall asleep. Something that almost never happened in the last few months. Mirna's body became thin and dry due to little eating and lack of sleep. Day by day he was in pain.

"Come, let's continue the journey. Later when we go home, we will come back here," said Suhita.

"Good!" Kencana Sari nodded, she gave some potions to Bu Mayang and instructions for its use. As long as they're gone, Mirna must be treated.

With a look full of confusion, Bu Mayang can only say it every time Kencana Sari said. Is it possible that these two girls are angels messengers of heaven?

Suhita had not reached the end of the village when Pak Murdoko and several other farmers followed. They said that they were willing to work for Suhita.

Suhita gave one bag of silver money, he asked the farmers to make one hut complete with several beds. Suhita also asks them to gather the unemployed village girl for later Suhita teaches her how to concoct medicine.

Suhita and Kencana Sari continue their journey. No matter the farmers who are getting confused. Let alone, the most important capital that Hita gives more than enough to meet the needs.

"Hita, is it possible in a place like this to grow the resources we are looking for? Look ..." Kencana Sari pointed, as they arrived at the top of the hill. The steep rocks, the terrain is quite difficult, there is no sign of the hill that holds rare resources.

"Let's look at the mossy rocks, how many times do you think someone stepped on them?" ask Suhita.

Kencana Sari praised Suhita's eyes. It's not just them who come to the hill. There were some people who climbed first. They seem to have the same goal, to get resources.