Sanggana Swordsman
53. The Warmth of a Swordsman
*Kahyangan Arak*
There is a sense of pleasure in Nintari when she sees Joko Calm coming from the darkness. Joko came carrying a bunch of wood that is quite a lot in his call. It turns out that in his left hand was carrying two dead birds, complete with four coconuts that are still stemmed.
“Gift for the one who wants to accompany me tonight,” Joko said as she lifted the bird she was carrying.
“I don't think you're coming back here,” said Nintari with a smile.
Joko laughed low but was good to hear.
“I'm worried about being a bad person if I don't thank the kindness of others,” Joko said. He then stopped on a wide rock wide enough as a cot for two people.
“You think I'm a good person? Though I used to defend the group of Robbers of the Bravery King,” said Nintari. He let Joko work alone to prepare the fire. Dark conditions make Nintari can only see Joko vaguely.
“I used to think that way. The bad guys must be all bad things. But not when I'm growing up. The bad guy must also have a character of kindness on the other side of his heart,” said Joko while working on compiling the dry wood he carried.
“You're not afraid if I'll secretly kill you?” ask Nintari again. He just wanted to know the character of the young man.
Blips!
Using energy in the heat, Joko Calm lit a fire on the wood. So it seems clear now Joko's handsome face and Nintari's adorable beautiful face.
“I believe that a person's death is not determined by himself or others,” said Joko.
“Then who determines?” nintari asked while surprising Joko, because he knew he had been two steps on Joko's side.
Joko is startled and immediately shifts around the flame, so she and Nintari cross the fire. Nintari just laughed.
“Then who decides, Joko?” ask Nintari again because Joko never answered her question.
“That gave you life since you were in your mother's womb. Then He will also uproot your life later,” replied Joko.
“Oh yes?” said Nintari while mangosteen. Then he sat down cross-legged.
“Ya,” Joko replied.
“What exactly is your goal to come to this Rocky Jungle?” ask Nintari.
“I am looking for Arak Kahyangan to treat my future wife,” replied Joko as is.
“Women who fight with Grandpa Snake Gold?” ask Nintari.
“Not him. My other future wife, her name is Ginari. According to the calculations, his life was only three days away. When you saw Tirana, did you see her bringing another sick woman?”
“Those wife-to-be with another woman dressed as a Fog Forest warrior carried two women's bodies. I thought they were carrying bodies,” replied Nintari.
“Sgratitude, means Tirana managed to take them away from the Mist Forest prison,” said Joko.
“If you come from far away to the Rocky Jungle, it means that the two women can only be healed by Arak Kahyangan. For all I know, Queen Getara Cinta does have a cure for all the poisons called Arak Kahyangan, but I have never seen what it looks like. Joko, how many wives have you had?”
“Not yet, new candidate,” replied Joko while piercing *****bird with wooden tip.
“How much?” asked Nintari again while not sparing his eyes enjoying the handsome face of Joko.
“Two,” replied Joko while looking at Nintari so that their eyes clashed with each other. Joko just smiled, giving a magical arrow that injected a wonderful rustling feeling in Nintari's heart.
Nintari as a mature woman, she was not lulled despite the beautiful feeling of dancing in her heart.
“How many women do you want to make a wife?” ask Nintari again. He is increasingly interested in digging Joko's unique story, especially the young man told a story without burden, even though he included strangers in Joko's eyes.
“Eight. Hahaha!” joko answered and laughed, making Nintari laugh.
“You sure you can make them get along well if you are already your wife?” ask Nintari.
“No,” replied Joko still accompanied by a laugh. “Surely I'm looking for a woman who can't fight with a fellow wife.”
“If I become your wife, I will kill another woman who dared to touch my husband,” Nintari said.
“Means you can't be my wife,” said Joko.
“Why should you have eight wives?” ask Nintari again. He kept trying to dig.
“To treat my illness.”
“What disease?” pursue Nintari.
“Can't I reveal, too secret,” replied Joko.
“Good. If I'm willing to be your wife, will you tell me what your illness is?”
“No, because you can't possibly be my other wife. Hahaha!”
This time Nintari did not laugh. He just smiled bitterly.
“Why did you choose the way of life as a mercenary, Angel?” This time, Joko asked.
“I want to live by eating food in a good way. I don't want to eat food that's stolen or taken. And I like to beat other warriors. By getting paid, I have reason to deal with another swordsman.”
“Any offer you take?”
“No. I am a voter. I don't want to be paid just to kill a weak or innocent person,” replied Nintari. “Should the Windscreen have won the Well Champion fight if you and your future wife did not defend Queen Aswa Tara.”
“Queen Aswa Tara took advantage of us by taking two of my dying women hostage. He claimed to have Arak Kahyangan, so I wanted to fight. After I made sure that Arak Kahyangan was on Queen Getara Cinta, I also looked for reasons to escape from the Mist Forest.”
“Because of you I only got half of my pay,” said Nintari.
“Isn't that your job risk?”
“Yes, you're right. Even dying is a risk to my job,” said Nintari. “And I thank you for not intending to kill me in Well Champion.”
“What I needed was victory, not death,” said Joko sage. “Try you to serve the truth, to make our lives more glorious.”
“Hmm...” Nintari muttered as she raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly. “I admit my life was covered in blood all this time, but I didn't fully walk down a dark path either. I'll consider your suggestion.”
“Good woman,” praise Joko who made Nintari laugh loosely, echoing in the darkness of the night.
“You alone, what is your purpose in this life as a high-stakes swordsman?” ask Nintari.
“Make good for yourself and others,” replied Joko straightforwardly.
“I thought to satisfy your lust by marrying many women,” said Nintari.
“Hmmm, I think it's one part of doing good,” Joko said.
“Show you wrap your basket with such a pretext,” Nintari said.
“I never had the slightest desire to gather women on my travels. But suddenly, Tirana came to me with stories and problems about the wife of eight. I can not avoid, because it turns out that it is a condition that I must have for my safety at this young age,” explained Joko.
“But I judge, Tirana came with that story and you are really happy. So?” nintari Terka.
Joko laughed short.
“Your laugh justifies my guess,” said Nintari.
“I laughed because I explained what it was, but you kept accusing me of another,”.
Nintari just laughed softly. He enjoyed staring at the good looks of Joko Calm in the light of the bonfire that night.
“Either why, I feel comfortable talking to Joko? But, there was no way I would field my love among the other women,” satin Nintari behind her faint smile. “Then she asked, “Tirana is a wonderful girl. Are you sure he'll treat your other women well?”
“I'm sure, because it's his job. He is in charge of finding and choosing me a woman who can indeed be made into a wife who does not have jealousy,” replied Joko.
“Wah, there is such a woman?” nintari asked as if she could not believe it.
“Perhaps because his sense of devotion is higher than his sense of self-importance,” replied Joko while flipping through the two grills she burned.
The two warriors continued to talk, have dinner together, drink coconut water together and sleep together. It means sleeping together at a distance apart. (BH)