ARYA MAHESA
Stagnate

From the gate alone, disdainful gazes had started raining down on Arya. However, as usual the young man did not care about it.

"Young Master. Eye reflects the heart. Take care when looking. If you're wrong, back off a little."

Ayu's image reminds Arya not to pay too much attention to the warriors who now see it, so that there is no disagreement between them.If it happens, Ayu's image asks Arya to stand behind him.

The arrival of one young man with four women, was so eye-catching. Moreover, those women were foreign girls who were very young and beautiful.

Tonight will be a little safe. The city has the name of a warrior city not without reason. At night, no one will fight. According to them, only cowards attack opponents in the dark.

If that happens, the whole city will punish you. Because they consider it as an act that drops the self-esteem of a swordsman. No one is stupid enough to try.

"Miss, I understand. But, just calm down. Here, nothing can harm me." Arya replied, calm down.

Ayu's image was stunned. He recalled how powerful Bai Hua was. Right now, he was staring at the other two foreign girls, whom he believed to be from the western continent walking in front of them.

"Hm ... Lucky body." Her speech.

Of all the lodging, it was very surprising for Citra Ayu to find that they were now standing inside this building.

Kebojalang Inn. A place where great warriors stay. There are no rules that prohibit anyone from entering and staying here. It's just that, if someone is weak and there is a fight, only one law applies, the strong one is right.

Very rarely do disputes occur. But with their current numbers and strength, according to Citra Ayu not only stupid, they were like a flock of ducks that entered the lion's den.

"Miss, lots of places to sleep. Form is not a problem. But, if Miss pleases, this is an unusual place."

Citra Ayu tries to explain the matter to Ciel who has an idea, to stay at Kebojalang.

"Sorry Miss Citra Ayu. Choosing the best place does not mean we will use your money. Arya will bear it all."

When Citra Ayu still wanted to explain more, at that time Arya had put some gold pieces on the innkeeper's table.

"I was with four people and one dog was also a monkey. Is this enough?"

Let alone the eyes of the innkeeper, the spies of the warriors who were on the lower floor of the Kebojalang inn also widened.

With the reflection of the lighting of the place. It is very clear that the pouch that Arya took out, stored a lot of gold.

"Young Master. Don't think about what's not necessary. If Young Master's dog and monkey itch, we'll scratch."

Arya nodded."Thanks."

At that time, they were brought by the workers of the inn, to their rooms. There are six rooms that Arya rents. Each of them is one, while the other is for Krama and Rewanda.

Meanwhile downstairs, many warriors were impatiently waiting for noon. Aryan's arrival there, gives them the idea to do many things.

Before they enter their respective rooms, Citra Ayu sees Krama and Rewanda appear to enter Arya's room. Again he shook his head.

"Miss Image Ayu. You better keep your attitude in front of Arya. We're only here because Arya's interested in your story. As long as you walk with us, just follow what he's doing."

Ciel reminded Citra Ayu once again. The girl really did not like how Citra Ayu looked at Arya.

After that, the two of them entered their respective rooms.

Inside the room, Citra Ayu looked agitated. He regretted bringing all four of them to this city.

He had previously thought that they would follow his lead. Looking for a place to stay that is not so crowded so as not to attract too much attention.

However, who would have thought that Arya foolishly attracted the attention of many warriors. Not only that, Arya attracted the attention of warriors in the inn Kebojalang.

Ayu's image could not imagine what problems they would face tomorrow. Perhaps, the other two girls were also very strong. But, in the city of Palas is a place where a gathering of strong warriors.

His plan to bring Bai Hua to his sect, could have been ruined even before two days, after they had walked. Sultan Karpatandanu's daughter, really anxious.

Ayu's Image Anxiety is indeed appropriate. Right now, only a few warriors had prepared to execute their plans.

Of course in this city, it can't just wait. Who is quick he can. Arya and the girls who were with her were already the target of the hunt once they got into the inn.

Through midnight, Kebojalang lodging came to one more guest. He is Patih Spanjala of the Threshold country.

Having gotten used to receiving great guests, the innkeeper seemed to care less. He respects Spangjala not because of his title. However, as a swordsman, Spanjala is indeed very worthy of respect.

I got here because I got some information. After a week of searching, everything he could came down to this place.

Patih Negeri Threshold, also already know that the two sons of the Sultan who is also his students, are now in this city.

However, his existence here is not to meet Surma or Durma. Someone claimed to see a girl covering her face, walking into the forest that led to this city.

If true, at this time, Spanjala is convinced that Citra Ayu is in this city. He had to find it before the war, it really happened.

"Face lost in the wealang. Not invisible but not called." Spanjala said to the keeper of the inn in the corner.

The guard nodded. "Message arrived and I understand."

Spanjala said that whatever he did here, he had nothing to do with the country of Threshold. It's just that, he couldn't say what business made a patih, able to be in this city.

That's not a problem at all. But the existence of the rangjala here, of course, will raise many questions.

Before that happened, Patih explained everything. So that there is no misunderstanding and all activities of any kind in this city, can run as it should.

Senjala deliberately did not come to the mayor's residence. He knew exactly who was the strongest in the city of Palas.

That person, of course the person he just spoke to. Kebojalang is actually not just the name of the inn. It was someone's short title.

But, time continued to pass so that people forgot the origin of the name of the inn.

Of course you know, only very strong people, who are able to establish a city, without obeying the laws in the country where the city stands.

The two sultans who lead in the two countries where the city of Palas stands right on its border, will think a thousand times to have trouble with this man.

Jemba the Bojalang. The poor swordsman crossed the short world of the Western Mainland. It has not been heard yet that Jemba suffered defeat in the fight.