Dragon and Phoenix
Chapter 20: A Story
Not yet the person was shocked, Cio San a blink of an eye had already disappeared from before him.
Later that night, as promised, Cio San came again. This time the guards in front were already preparing for his arrival.
“Hujin is waiting for you,” said one.
In front of Khu-hujin, stood a young young young man. Handsomest. The caravan was stout and calm. His clothes are concise and simple, but it adds to his stoutness. Her hair is not tied up neatly. But it adds to its appeal. One look, Khu-hujin knows that Cio San is not a random young man.
“Goodnight, Hujin.” Cio San gave his regards.
“Will it be Cio San?”
“Yes, Hujin.”
If the season changes,
The moon awaits,
To be with a lover who is at heart,
Who is he waiting at the end of the night?
Who is he that weeps on the edge of the lake?
If the lover leaves, then,
Even farewell words are not spoken,
Because that is what hurts the soul the most.
If only we hadn't met later, then,
The moon knows who the real lover is.
The story along it followed Khu-hujin closely. He then asked, “Did Kam Ki Hiang teach you how to cook too?”
“Yes, Hujin. Surely Hujin can already guess who exactly I am?”
“You are A San, the cook at Lai Lai, right?”
“Eye view, breadth of knowledge, and thought Hujin is difficult to find a match.”
cio San was amazed.
“Since Cio San first appeared in Lai Lai, I've been suspicious. Why all this time, none of my men have reported the characteristics of people like Cio San before.”
“So you know that I have unpacked your disguise, only from the rays of my eyes that changed because of the change in your own eyes?” Khu-hujin asked, her eyes radiating admiration.
“Truely, Hujin.”
"Only with a change of eyes, dare you to draw conclusions, Cio San.”
“Sometimes some things do have to be done recklessly,” he said smiling.
“What if you're wrong?” ask Hujin.
“If I am wrong, at most I will be a fugitive again. I can face it easily. Stay using a mask, and run to another city,” he said with a smile.
In the matter of running, there were indeed very few people in this world who could chase after him.
Then he connected,
“If I am right, then at least I have done a good thing. It tells the story that actually happened in Bu Tong-pay. This is to clear the name of Kam-temuhu (Master Kam) of slander charges. By the influence and power of Hujin. Feel like this is not impossible.”
“That's great, Cio San. I am amazed at you who are young but already have a brilliant mind. Uh, there's more I want to ask. If he never told you about me, and you said you just found out about it, can you guess how I got along with him?”
Cio San was silent for a moment. Then explain,
“At first I thought maybe a sibling relationship. But it is clearly impossible, because she (price) is different. Then I thought, maybe a sibling relationship. But that was also impossible, since Madam could not be silat. Then I came to the final conclusion that you guys, sorry profusely, are lovers?”
Hujin smile. “You are indeed intelligent, Cio San.”
He continued, “Will you hear our story first?”
Cio San nodded.
“Several years ago, we planned to get married. But his love of adventure as well as silat science, made the plan delayed constantly. One day, he came home after a long journey. His body is so skinny. But his face was bright and looked very healthy. He told me that he found a scripture that would make him the greatest silatologist in all of Tionggoan.”
“He trained day and night, and in a year, he became really great. He then ventured again to challenge famous silat heroes. All defeated. A year later, he came back to our village.”
“He said he would challenge the greatest swordsman of all time, Thio Sam Hong. He also said that this time might not come back again. I cried asking him to abandon that intention. But his intentions are round. Before leaving, he created me a song. That song you played to me.”
“Then I heard he was killed in Bu Tong-san there. I repeatedly tried to ask for his body to be moved, but Bu Tong-pay's side always refused. I wonder why his body was not drunk. But a few years ago, I heard that Thio Sam Hong's body, after being drunk, was also buried nearby
her grave?”
Cio San nodded.
Hujin then continued,
“When you came this morning, and said to bring a message from Kam Ki Hiang, my tribe was like floating. I really hope he's alive.”
Cio San felt bad about this, but then he remembered something.
“Pardon my mistake, Khu-hujin. That's a mistake I can't fix. But I want to tell Hujin, Kam-uhu recreates a song about Hujin when we were at the top of Bu Tong-san.”
“Really? Play it!”
Under the sun
Under the blue sky
Follow the grass and the west wind
I look at you from the top of the hill,
From the highest tower, I say your name
Do you know I'm more hurt than you?
Do you know your farewell is much sharper than your eyes
a sword?
But I am happy in my sadness,
Because I know your love won't change
Because every second your heart lays down your name,
Every moment the wind blows your whisper
Every night the stars borrow the light of your eyes
Every morning the sun borrows the brightness of your face
If people say, death will separate,
Be happy, for death will meet me
See you later, I'll wait for you at the end of the road
Your favorite lake spot
The place where you like picking flowers Tho
And running after the butterflies
See you later we meet again
Khu-hujin's eyes twinkled. He cried, then smiled wryly as Cio San sang the lyrics to ‘place your favorite lake, the place where you like to pick Tho flowers, and ran after Butterfly’.
Right now, only the eyes are talking. Cio San could catch such a happy ray in those shady and sparkling eyes. Like the eyes of a girl in a kasmaran!
“Do you know the title, Cio San?”
"Of course, Hujin. Title ‘Greetings To Ting Ai’.”
Khu-hujin smiles. “Are you who Ting Ai is?”
“Surely it is Hujin girl name, Khu Ting Ai.”
Hujin smiled as she said,
“The song tells me that he did not forget me. That he still loves me and hopes to meet me one day. Ahh..., Cio San, just hearing this how happy my heart is.”
“I'm sure it's his song. Because the tones are so distinctive. He also told me about the lake where we used to meet. And also my favorite picking Tho flowers and chasing butterflies.”
Khu-hujin's face when telling about this is like a virgin child in kasmaran.
“You have given me immense happiness, Cio San. For that, I have to give you a gift. Ask for what you want, if I can surely give you,” Khu-hujin said seriously.
“I came not with any intention Hujin. I just hope Hujin is able to clear the name of Kam-temuhu and me. That's it.”
“Then I do, I will definitely do it, Cio San. I beg you, ask me anything. Don't let you refuse. To me you're like a grandson yourself.”
Cio San thought for a moment, then said,
“Alright, Hujin. Forgive me, may I ask for a book? Any book. I like to read, but in Lai Lai there is nothing I can read.”
Khu-hujin laughed out loud while covering his mouth with his hands. So graceful.
“You only ask for that? Alright. I'm giving you a good book. Probably the best book I've ever read. I see, you have great talent in this field as well, besides playing music, silat, and cooking.”
Khu-hujin moves on and picks up a neatly arranged book on the bookshelf. If you want to count, there are indeed hundreds of books in this private study room.
“Well, here it is”