White Eagle Warrior 2

Riding Journey

"Servant, please pack some food that is suitable for two days of travel," Mahesa raised a gold kepeng at the tavern maid.

Kontan only, the waiter who originally wanted to visit other visitors turned and put Mahesa first.

Suhita gulped, this is why one of the factors people often get involved in a commotion in a store. Why not civilize queues, everyone also wants to be served quickly. Suhita pressed everything in her heart. He acted as if he did not care about his father's attitude. After all people don't protest if it's all about money.

"Take the change, I'll wait on the horse. Please hurry up a little, we're afraid of the night on the road" Mahesa continued to the shopkeeper.

"Come on Hita, fix your things. We continue the journey," Mahesa extended her hand to Suhita, holding the princess to get out of the tavern. Ignoring all the views of people who glanced at them.

"Master, where is your goal. Why so rushed?" the friendly greeting of a swordsman with a sword on his back. It seems that person is also on his way.

"We just returned to watch the competition in the town of Giling Wesi. The fear of darkness had come before we reached the edge of the Teak Forest," Mahesa kindly answered the familiar warrior's greeting.

"Ah, teak forest?! Without escort?!" the warrior frowned.

"We're used to it, sir. Thank you, but no ape is afraid of the height of the tree" Mahesa smiled widely. His hands were held together in front of his chest, bowing in plea.

Seeing Mahesa bowing, Suhita followed her father. He does respect like a warrior.

"Ah, Mr. swordsman. Sorry, but we have to leave soon. See you later," Mahesh said farewell because the horse brides and the shopkeeper had prepared the horses and supplies that Mahesh ordered.

The best horse at a fantastic price, it does not matter if you have to travel two days and two nights without stopping. And now just walk half a day and get back to rest, of course the condition of the horse is right in prime condition. Without complaint, the horse with blackish-brown fur rolled back by holding Mahesa and Suhita.

"Dad, later Hita also wants to learn how to ride horses like father. Hita wants the best horse, like this," Suhita exclaimed to her father.

Mahesa fulfilled every wish of her daughter. After all, everything Suhita wanted was nothing called futility. Even that is a necessity. Mahesa knows what the future will be if Suhita has grown up. He really needs all that. Despite the fact that Suhita will not grow into a swordsman as Mahesa ever dreamed, but become a great healer no less have to master the ability of swordsman. Because surely there will be many evil warriors who are jealous and want to harm.

"Hita, I hope now you understand why I've been so hard on you for so long. Even asking your mother to persuade you to learn the skills I have. How your life is, you are the one who determines it. But if you talk about salvation, you can't keep quiet" Mahesa finally revealed the grunts in her heart. All this time, he had never forced Suhita to study. At most his mother, Puspita who is often affected when Mahesa is upset.

PLAAAKKKK !!! It was like a slap that hit Mahesa in the face. If only Suhita could see how red Mahesa's cheeks were then.

After nearly ten years of Suhita's age, that day was the first time they spent really alone. The two children and the slightly different father learn to understand each other. Mahesa understood, how tired Puspita if faced with the mindset of their child. While all this time, Mahesa did not want to know and often put down the responsibility on Puspita. In silence, Mahesa felt that he had committed a great sin on his loving and beloved wife.

"Dad, why are you silent. Is dad miss mom?" coupled with Suhita's question, made Mahesa's chest increasingly thumping. Not denied, if the only woman who understands Mahesa the most besides her mother is Puspita. His former servant once gave him a pair of sons and daughters.

"You don't worry, I always text mom. You know, the white man is reliable, '" from behind, Mahesa tipped the back of her son sitting on a horse with her.

Suhita laughed a little. He nodded repeatedly. His heart was calm even though it was just a lie that Mahesa spoke. Since leaving, not once has Mahesa sent word. Later, during the break he would ask White to actually send a message to his wife who was anxiously waiting at home.

To divert his feelings that began to oscillate, Mahesa chose to invite Suhita to discuss about medicinal plants and resources. They both master the ability of treatment, although Suhita is more in-depth but Mahesa certainly can share experiences. The chatter between senior and junior, will certainly make some things can be solved. Until finally the horse they rode carried the two to reach the edge of the Teak Forest. A dense forest with dominant teak trees. Mahesa invites Suhita to rest and clean up in the river that flows there. Together with his son, the passerby Mahesa changed so much. He is no longer a pure swordsman who only fights with missions and missions regardless of health and hygiene.

After Suhita finished bathing and changed, Mahesa had lit a fire and waited for her daughter to enjoy the bread she had brought.

"Huh? I've taken a shower, yeah, fast," Suhita poked her father's clothes that had changed.

Mahesh did not answer and only laughed. She was busy preparing for her daughter to fill her stomach, "already, don't tell much stories just yet. Now let's finish this bread. If it's healthy, it's called father's son."

Suhita sat down beside her father. Spoiled, he rested his head on the father's shoulder. The whole day traveled with a horse that ran very fast, making Suhita's body feel tired. At least the shoulder of the father is the most comfortable place Suhita feels to unwind and tired.

Mahesa smiled widely but wryly. It felt how great the arrogance that had been shackling his heart. I have two wives, three children. But Mahesa was not so attentive to her children. Especially Suhita. The only child who lives with him and Puspita. Under his guidance, and deepened the science of energy in the fullness of himself. Mahesa should be more attentive to everything. Not just teaching martial skills, but attention and compassion as a father.

"Darling, you're lucky. Ah, naw. I'm the lucky one. Can have a wife who is so good and able to foster the person of my son so perfectly. Until Hita grows into a very proud child," Mahesa hugged Suhita warmly. A father's response to his favorite child.

That night, the atmosphere felt so beautiful. The orange ray bias floating in the western horizon, filled with warmth.