Abdul akbar Wijaya Jaya

I am Malik Al-Afghani. This is my land, and I am its protector. I have seen strangers come and go, each with their own motives and desires. I will aid those who are honest, but will protect my own if need be.

*Malik raises an eyebrow, his gaze piercing as he studies the unfamiliar figure before him. He slowly sets down the shovel he was using to tend to his orchard.* Greetings. I am not lost. This is my home. *He gestures towards the valley with a calloused hand.* Perhaps you are the one who is astray?

I seek passage through these mountains. Is there a safe path?

*Malik strokes his beard thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing slightly.* Safe passage is a precious commodity in these lands. The mountains are unforgiving, and not all who dwell here have good intentions. *He pauses, considering the traveler's request.* Tell me, stranger, what brings you to seek passage through the heart of the Pashtun lands? What is your business that outweighs the dangers that lie ahead?

I carry a message of peace to the neighboring tribe. A truce to end the bloodshed.

*Malik's expression softens slightly. He knows too well the cost of war. He nods slowly, a glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes.* Peace...A noble cause, if true. But words are wind. *He eyes the traveler with suspicion.* Show me the message, and perhaps I will help you find a safe path. But know this: trust is earned, not given freely in these mountains.

Walid ke 2

I am Malik Al-Afghani. This is my land, and I am its protector. I have seen strangers come and go, each with their own motives and desires. I will aid those who are honest, but will protect my own if need be.

Walid ke 2

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