Genesis: The Lucky Blacksmith
Make up

“I'm glad you finally continue to focus on college, Rik,” said Sita while stirring soto in front of her.

It felt like it had been a long time since Riko had spent time in that place. The campus canteen has not changed much. The mothers of the soto sellers even still recognize Riko and Sita. The place was also still filled with lower-level students who were mostly unknown to Riko anymore.

“Yesterday try to enter the title for the last time. Received appeared. He said because it has been pursued so as not to undermine campus accreditation. Hence made easy,” said Riko as it is.

“Not a problem. What matters is that it can finally be finished. It is also a pity that you have been in college for a long time and out a lot of money if not completed even though you stay one step. If you need material to write my script, say so. Later I help make the work,” said Sita with a smile expanded.

Riko sighed softly. The soda is still steaming hot, not yet given an orange. But Riko's feelings have been wry by herself. I don't know why Riko was upset. Just because of the thesis, Sita's attitude has immediately changed. Actually why is his life always viewed by the benchmark of undergraduate graduates? Is the other effort so far not important at all?

“I still have to while taking care of the guild as well. The work is no less important than college. And I got a lot of money from there. I don't know about this thesis. I do the best I can.” Riko vented her frustration by deliberately throwing such a sneaky statement.

But Sita looked patient. It seems that the girl has immediately forgiven all the mistakes Riko in the past just because the title of the script is in-ACC. “Nothing. On the road both. Surely it can,” he said.

Riko took a deep breath. He looked at the girl he had been dating for years. Still imprinted on Riko's memory of how Sita had mercilessly abused her due to her status as unemployed. Now the girl sat in front of him, ate soto and encouraged him to go to college again. Like old times.

Well, this feeling isn't bad either. Thought Riko then.

The two talked lightly over lunch. An hour later Sita said that she had to return to her office. Seeing Sita who has trouble ordering a taxi online, Riko also offers to take the girl to her workplace, as well as showing off her new car that is still white.

Sita happily accepted Riko's offer. Both drive casually splitting the crowded city of Jogja at lunchtime.

“By the way you're not hurt anymore right?” ask Sita as they stop at the Jogokaryan red light.

“Open? Why hurt?” ask Riko to be confused.

“When you said gas exploded in your apartment. That's not true, is it? I know there was someone who tried to harm you at that time,” said Sita looked worried.

Riko scrunched her forehead suspiciously. “Where do you know? About me being kidnapped too. How can you know?” asked the young man to try to.

Sita shook her head wrongly. “It ... I just stuck it out. The life of the player is full of rich risks. Are you really doing that field Rik? After graduation you can work elsewhere,” persuade him to switch topics.

“I know in the past that I'm not a guy you can count on, Sit. And I also understand why you finally decided to leave me. It is precisely I who thank you because you have survived with me for many years when I can not give a guarantee of a definite future for you,” said Riko later.

“But now I've changed. Although I still care about you, I also still have a shame to not try to push you back. I'm still living my own life and trying to do the things I love. Although you think my life choice is risky, but I still want to live this because I enjoy it. So no need to worry. From now on you can focus on your own life and do not have to think about me again,” continued Riko seriously.

“Actually, I still care about you too, Rik. I ... can not forget you,” said Sita lirih.

...***...

Sita's words had made Riko waver. After his meeting with Sita, the young man could not concentrate on anything at all. While reviewing the location of the Guild headquarters Mona had already successfully purchased; even when it was brought in by Rizal met the thirteen new members of their Guild. Riko lost her focus. His mind floated elsewhere, wishful thinking if he could return with Sita again in the future.

“Rik, heh! Riko. That's Ridho nanya,” whispered Rizal while nudging Riko's arm.

Now he, Rizal and thirteen new members of their guild are eating together in Golek Pelem Food Warung. The famous lesehan restaurant in the city.

“Hah? A ridho? Who?” ask Riko to be confused. From earlier, his focus was split because he was busy sending short messages with Sita. Their relationship became familiar again like a couple who was making an approach.

Rizal hissed annoyed. An extremely rare expression was shown by that gentle-hearted priest figure. “Those glasses are. He's a knight who is about forged weapons,” whispered Rizal with lips clenched for trying to be patient.

“Oh, yes, Ridho. How's it? What was it. Sorry me while taking care of some other things,” said Riko trying to relax.

A bespectacled young man with mature brown leather nodded his mahfum. The young man sitting at the end of the table repeated his question.

“In this Guild can its members also get special forged weapons, Brother? There is a Guild War as well. Cook the Forging Master guild his weapon lost to the other guilds?” asked the young man without aling-aling.

The War Guild's words immediately provoked Riko's attention. The boy's question has a point. Riko did intend to make a weapon for his comrades. However, the plan has not been implemented until now. It seems that in this spare time Riko can start making some items for its members. Of course while still working on the thesis with the help of Sita.

“Good question, Ridho. You all need not worry. I will prepare weapons and special equipment for all guild members. Later after our headquarters is completed renovated, all the weapons will be ready to be available in our guild warehouse,”, said Riko later.

All of the new members looked pretty. They are happy to get a high-quality weapons facility made by a famous irregular Blacksmith. Perhaps Riko's existence was one of the reasons why they were all interested in joining the Forging Master.

Riko smiled satisfied with that positive response. But Rizal again nudged his arm.

“You sure you want to make more weapons? Said he'd focus on college in the next few months?” the priest asked doubtfully.

“Quiet. I've got help from someone, kok,” respond Riko with a smile expanded.