Red Bahutai Swordsman
Aba

"Good, now tell me where the person is" Cakra stared intently at Dara.

Dara showed a surprised look mixed with curiosity, "Didn't you hear my words just now!? She's not some random person you can fight with your current strength!", Dara clenched her hand trying to hold back the emotions.

"There is no impossible word, he is a suitable person as a stepping stone for everything I want to be achieved. As you know that in the future everything that happens will not be separated from all things about this", Cakra explained his point.

Dara bit her lower lip, she was afraid of what would happen to Cakra if it dealt with the person they were discussing right now. Of course if he continued to babble, nothing would change.

The nature of the man he likes is very stubborn, and he knows whatever happens Cakra will not change his decision.

With the look on her face still holding back her emotions Dara turned to Sima and gave her a code to get Sima out of the room. Sima could only shut up and immediately stood up leaving the two of them.

After Sima exited Dara now stood up and approached towards Cakra, "I don't want anything bad to happen to you, if that's what you want to do with a heavy heart I will help....", Dara ventured to look at Cakra's face even though it still felt awkward because at this time only the two of them were talking.

"You'd better meet with your father so he can give advice so you can fight that man" he added.

"Well, there's no time to take me there right now" Cakra stood right in front of Dara.

The woman's body trembled for a moment because she now felt a huge heat rush in her body. It was very curious to hug the figure of the man in front of him now.

And he also wants to convey his heart directly to Cakra. Like a stone, his mouth could not move. His thoughts and heart were clashing against each other at the same time making it unbecoming.

"Ba-ba.alright come with me now", Dara turned around and stepped out of the room.

Cakra was silent for a moment and turned towards Pitaloka who was now soundly asleep. He then walked out of the room and found Sima still standing near his room.

Cakra was about to say something, but he had not had time to speak Sima had already preceded him, "I will take care of Pitaloka for master, I have heard what you and Dara want to do", explained Sima.

"I leave him", Cakra replied briefly.

After that Cakra began to step up after Dara who had walked first to a room in the innermost cave.

The two walked side by side down the hallway after hall and now they had arrived at the room right at the end of the cave. The atmosphere was so quiet but not so gripping because there was a large hole right on the roof of the cave that made the moonlight shine in the room.

But a moment later suddenly the room became dark, the moonlight suddenly disappeared into complete darkness. Spontaneous Cakra felt the extreme cold piercing the skin, while Dara just stood still while bowing her head.

GGGRRrrrrrrrkkkk...... GGGRRrrrrrrrkkkkkkk....

Cakra's gaze was now fixed on a large, hairy black figure standing on the roof of the cave turned to the moonlight. Because his large body makes the moonlight can not enter the room.

Not only were the red eyes lit up as well as the hands of the figure he saw so long and large accompanied by long sharp nails. Those red eyes continued to stare towards Cakra without blinking at the slightest trace followed by a growling sound coming out from the mouth of the figure.

Cakra's eyes as if bound to the eyes of the figure he stared at without realizing the figure was now grinning showing his very pointed canine teeth.

Dara who realizes the state of the Cakra then slowly holds the hand of the Cakra and grasps it tightly. The actions he did finally awaken the chakra that had been glued still looking up.

Dara knew what Cakra had seen just now was none other than his father's form when transformed into a supernatural being. A figure that has a large height, hairy fur, nails and fangs are very sharp.

Where they came from the figure of the supernatural form of his father is commonly known as Mariban. This figure was so feared because it was famous for being cruel and ferocious.

"Don't look up again, it's the father's form when becoming a supernatural being" Dara explained, "Aba, Dara came with someone Dara likes", Dara pulled Cakra's hand to kneel immediately.

Cakra had not been able to digest what Dara had said just now, until as she knelt she spontaneously turned to Dara who was replied by Dara with the index finger in the middle of her lips indicating she should be quiet.

Seeing Dara's reaction like that Cakra decided to follow Dara's words. Without realizing it now stood the figure of the old man dressed typical of the tribal elders who inhabited the island.

His face looked so old with many wrinkles. Cakra immediately lowered his head paying his respects to the figure in front of him right now.

"Wake up umang", the old man's command.

Dara then stands accompanied by Cakra which follows the movements of Dara. Since there was nothing to block the moonlight anymore, the room was now bright enough and revealed a male figure in front of it.

"Aba, umang brought a man to meet Aba", Dara showed his hand that was holding Cakra's hand, "Aba can call with Cakra", he added.

The figure of the old man smiled and walked over to the two, when it was close that the old man patted Cakra's shoulder with a smile, "Umang, he's a man who has a good temperament. Aba is happy to find the right man according to what Aba wants, look at his sturdy and sturdy body.... Surely he is a suitable man juxtaposed with my beautiful people... Dara often told me about you, aba did not expect that you came here together", the old man's smile grew wider and now he pointed it towards Cakra.

Cakra was only silent expressionlessly considering that the old man he saw was now a huge figure looking at him with a fiery red eyes gaze earlier.

"It's been, umang bashful.", Dara covered her face with her palms.

"Haa.... Haaa.... Umang I'm still embarrassed, forgive him chakra usually he's not like this. Perhaps because it was the first time he had brought a man directly to see me", the old man laughed as he patted Cakra's shoulder repeatedly.