Rama and the Lost Art of Martialism
A Walk in the Night Market

First person point of view, Isabella.

My heart beat very fast when I saw Rama who suddenly was in front of my eyes.

"How is He here?!!"

"Is this all a coincidence?!!" My panic in my heart.

"I'm grateful that someone will be with me at the market tonight." The words that still hold my hand.

I then saw my hand which is now held by Rama. She quickly took her hand off me, thinking I was uncomfortable.

"M-Sorry ... " His words instantly removed his hand from me.

"What's this?! I want you to hold my hand longer!!" I cried out in protest.

The two of us did not speak for long enough, until we would both talk at the same time.

"You ..."

"What ... " Say Us simultaneously but not forward.

"You first." Rama.

"Annu .. What are you doing here, Rama?" My toot.

"Oh that, I just stopped by here."

"It feels like staying in the room all day is not fun."

"I decided to walk out for the wind, until I realized there was a night market here." Reply while looking at the night market conditions.

"Once, yeah ... " My words understood his words.

"Yourselves, what are you doing here?" Rama asked me.

Somehow, I find it so hard to answer questions from her. My body felt very hot and from it came out so cold sweat.

"Annu ... I ... "

Rama then put his hand on my forehead He thought that I was having a fever.

"Have you got a fever, Isabella?" He said while holding my forehead.

Suddenly his treatment made me even more careless. My chest as well as my heart rate were beating even faster.

"You're really hot, Isabella!" Worried cries.

"Let's go to the medical!" Continue the words that are still worried.

He then held my hand, intending to take me to the medical place.

"Wait, Rama!" My words hold her back.

"What's up, Isabella?" Ask Him.

Gathering up courage, I tried to take her for a walk together around the market tonight.

"What .. Would you like to accompany me .. Of .. At the market tonight?! I said timidly.

We didn't say a word after that. And I began to moody, thinking that Rama would reject My invitation.

"He seems, not to want ... " I said in my heart.

"Why not say daritadi ... Come on!" The answer.

He immediately pulled my hand towards the night market.

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First of all, we both visited a food stall. Looks like the seller is making something out of sugar!

"What's that?" My toot.

"Oh, it's called sweet arum!" Rama answered.

"Sweet arom?" I asked her to come back to me not knowing what it was.

"By inserting sugar into a special machine that rotates quickly and also produces heat, sugar will turn into thin and long fibers. Look at!" Rama answered while showing it to me.

"Please 2 Sweet Arum yes, sir!" Continue to order.

I then saw that the father of the sweet arum seller put a stick into the sidelines of the machine. Then, from it formed a pink-colored scroll!

"Thank you." Rama said while giving money.

He then gave me one sweet arum and at first I thought it was not edible.

"Is this edible, Rama?" Ask her.

"What the hell are you, of course you can!" The answer is instantaneously biting the sweet arum.

At first, I had felt agu with this food called sweet arum. The shape is quite strange considering like grandmother's hair but pink.

"Try it!" Rama told me to try this sweet arum.

Because Rama asked, I then ventured and bit this sweet arum slowly. When I bite, it turns out that my shadow has been wrong all this time, sweet arum has such a good taste!

"Don't kid!" My speech.

"really, right? It tastes good." Reply Rama.

The sweetness that immediately melted in my mouth made my tongue feel hooked. Never judge food from the outside!

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We then walked to another food store. Look, the seller's mother is making something from coconut milk!

"What is this, Rama?" Ask her.

"By putting liquid coconut milk and then baked into a special mold you will get a delicious snack!" He continued to explain what the serabi was.

"I ordered 2 serabinya, ma'am." Rama said order.

Apparently, this food called serabi is quite unique. Smelled fragrant aroma of it because it is made of coconut milk, then the round shape combined with the edges are slightly convex, the bottom is brownish due to the roasting results. As he was about to eat it, Rama suddenly stopped himself.

"Wait a minute, Isabella!" Rama stopped me.

"What's up, is this poisonous?!" I asked who immediately followed the panic.

"No, not that!"

"You haven't added this." He answered while showing a sauce that looked red.

"What is this, blood?" My toot.

"Hadeh, this child ... "

"It's brown sugar!" Answer Rama.

Rama then rinsed the serabi with brown sugar syrup.

"Now, try!" He told me to eat this serabi.

At the first bite, it tasted a very sweet taste of brown sugar syrup. When I chewed it, I felt a very savory taste of coconut milk.

"Don't kid!" I said.

"Truely, serabi tastes best when it comes to adding brown sugar syrup." Reply Rama who then He also ate his serabinya.

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Satisfied eating, We then visited the game. Seen, people are so cool playing shooting games.

"You want to play that, Isabella?" Ask Rama.

"Yes!" My reply.

"What are the rules of this game?" Ask Rama to the guardians of this game.

"Simple, you just have to drop one of those dolls!" Answer the Father.

"The higher the points you get, the bigger the reward you will receive!"

"However, the highest point is certainly very difficult!" Continue the words of the Father.

Seen, people are so difficult because they want to get the highest points. Every time the ball will hit the doll, it will be immediately mental because of the existence of a protective magic.

"Squeaky." Mumbles.

The guard's father even heard the words from me, because He was angry and did not accept with my words that said he was cheating.

"Huh? What did you just say, huh?!" Ask him in anger.

Rama immediately protected me and asked me to stay by his side.

"It's .. already .. don't be emotional."

"Isabella, stay by my side, dad!" Her speech.

"Oiya uncle, can I use magic?" Rama asked with a wicked smile.

"Sure, why not." The answer.

"But if you lose, this sweet lady is for me, hahaha!" He continued with a laugh and glanced at me.

Of course I feel disgusted with him and ask Rama to leave immediately and not play the game here. But, unexpectedly Rama even agreed.

"It's Rama, let's get out of here!" My speech

"All right, I agree!" Reply Rama to the game's guard.

"Wait, you're making me a betting parlor?!" I asked him with annoyance.

"Quiet, I'll win!" Rama answered with confidence.

Rama confidently picked up one ball and prepared to throw it at one of the dolls that had the highest points.

Concentrating, he gathered his magic energy and gathered it in one point - his right hand.

Instantly, an orange flame blazing violently from his right hand that suddenly made the game's guard Father shocked.

"Wait, you can destroy it my place!" His screams tried to stop Rama.

However, it was too late when Rama immediately threw the ball.

The ball thrown by Rama seemed to be darting very quickly leaving another doll that looked charred in flames!

His direction was straight and directly hit the puppet that had the highest points!

However, a protector is seen that immediately actively protects the doll. It looks like the ball of fire is colliding with each other's strength with its protector.

"No, this place will be ruined!" Shouted the guard of the game.

And duarrrr!

Instantly explodes, burns and destroys the stall where the game throws the ball.

Rama casually picked up the puppet that had the highest points. It was seen that, the only thing that was still fine was the doll.

"I won, didn't I, Uncle?" Ask Rama.

"Yes, you are!" Answer the guard of the ball game.

_Connected.