BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 112 DEATH OF THE KYAI

EPS 112 DEATH OF THE KYAI

The heart grows love, but love blinds the heart.

Hearing the words of Panembahan Mbah Iro who insulted his future wife, Dewi Nawangwulan, the anger of Pranaja reached its peak. Suddenly his entire body from head to toe was covered in a very hot blue fire. Then with one hit a block of blue fire shot out at high speed, ready to burn Mbah Iro's body to ashes.

“How dare you insult my future wife grandfather! Accept your death!”

“Pran... Pranaja! Wait!”

Panembahan Mbah Iro, who had not expected to be attacked by his own grandson, gasped in shock. With a reflex his body jumped backwards from the blue fireball attack. The Pranaja Hanja attack only hit an empty spot. The blue fireball kept on darting into the palace walls, inflicting great damage and fire. The walls are broken and red in color.

Blars!

“Receive my attack again grandfather!”

The failure of the first attack did not dampen Pranaja's steps. Then he showered his grandfather with blue balls of fire whose heat force was three times hotter than ordinary fire. Dozens of blue fireballs immediately locked the defense of Panembahan Mbah Iro who continued to float backwards. Then the supreme leader of the Somawangi Trah turned his hands in a circle.

“Wind Wall Strength!” his yell.

Panembahan Mbah Iro protected his body with the highest level of Wind Wall strength. The entire body is covered by a wall of wind one meter thick which is not only strong but also very cold because it contains points of water that are absorbed from the surrounding air. As soon as those fireballs got into the wind rounds, they langsug disappeared without a trace.

“Pranja! What the hell are you doing? I'm your own grandfather!” shouts Panembahan.

Pranaja stopped his attack. Doubt came back to his heart. Seeing that, Nawangwulan immediately flew beside him. While blowing a pity air, he whispered in the ears of the cute-faced young man.

“Don't listen to his words kakang. He's trying to mess with your mind. Use your other powers.”

As a push arose, the young man again attacked Panembahan Mbah Iro, this time with the power of Tirtanala.

“Tirtanala Power!”

He shouted while shaking both hands forward and then cupped.

Plok!

Then the wind softly whistled. It felt a freezing chill spreading within the palace hall. Freezing the blood of Panembahan Mbah Iro and Kyai Badrussalam. Two humans in the room besides Pranaja. While Dewi Nawangwulan and the other palace residents were not affected by anything. The demons were cold-blooded creatures, so they could adjust.

Panembahan's body that floated backwards finally stuck the wall behind him. But strangely enough, once the old body was stuck to the wall, he instantly disappeared. No one can see his existence.

“Kakar Kawah Adi Ari,” muttered Panembahan asking for the help of Sedulur Papat, the supernatural force in charge of maintaining his safety from four directions.

The body of Panembahan Mbah Iro was instantly lost from sight.

‘Eh, where's grandpa? Why did his body just disappear?’ batin Pranaja's.

Kyai Badrussalam smiled slightly. Kejawen's science which he himself did not understand. He could not see Panembahan's body, but he could tell his friend's whereabouts through his gentle sigh. Then he flew closer to the sigh of Panembahan Mbah Iro.

“My friend, you better take care of the female demon, let me serve Pranaja,” whispered Kyai Badrussalam.

Seeing Kyai Badrussalam's lips as if talking to someone, Pranaja sharpened his sense of hearing.

Not lost curiosity Kyai Badrussalam was already standing before him.

“Why did you attack your own grandfather Pranaja? Do you love your future wife more than your own grandfather?”

Pranaja. His body was frozen. There was a great fight in him.

‘Betul is also the words of Badrussalam's grandfather. Why did I attack my own grandfather?’

Dewi Nawangwulan again approached Pranaja. When his lips were about to whisper something, suddenly there was a hard punch right in his heart. He saw no one near him.

Bugs!

The beautiful demon's body immediately crashed backwards until it hit the wall.

Blug up!

Pranaja who was still in doubt gasped in shock. Reflexes he moves to save his future wife. His body darted like a shadow, trying to reach Nawangwulan's body, but too late. The body of his future wife hit the palace walls violently until it was destroyed. The beautiful Nawangwulan changed back to its original form, a hideous ugly demon face!

“Who are you!”

“I am your future wife Kakang,” isak Nawangwulan.

With his very sharp hearing. Pranaja knew of Panembahan's whereabouts not far from him.

“Show yourself grandpa! You must take responsibility for what you did to my future wife!” shouted again.

Not to mention that Panembahan answered the words of Pranaja, Kyai Badrussalam again stood before Pranaja.

“This was not your grandfather Pranaja's fault. That is the form of your real wife,” said Kyai Badrussalam.

“No need to mince words anymore Badrussalam! Welcome your death!” shouting Pranaja.

His body immediately shot forward. His speed was astounding to Kyai Badrussalam. Like a shadow, suddenly Pranaja's hand was in front of his face. Fortunately, his reflexes still reacted well. As quickly as Pranaja's hand touched his face, as quickly as his body jumped back.

“Wait! Wait Pranaja! Don't you attack me first!” said it. “You don't know who your future wife is yet, let me unmask her!”

His words made Pranaja stop his attack. As sure as his instincts are, but he still avoids mistakes. He did not want to be mistaken to kill people, let alone his own grandfather and Kyai Badrussalam who was very respectful to him.

“I don't need an explanation from all of you!” snapped it.

“Propa. Calm your heart. Listen to my words until they are done. After that you can kill me” said Kyai Badrussalam calmly.

Pranaja is getting worried. And that brought his anger back up. His breath is hunting. He had no idea who he should vent his anger to. But clearly, he needed the old man's testimony.

“Don't let them affect you legs. Save our love,” said Nawangwulan with his hoarse and ugly voice.

Kyai Badrussalam shook his head.

“I'm sorry to you. Your beautiful wife-to-be is gone, because everything she's shown is just a hoax. But I promise..” is not finished yet Kyai Badrussalam spoke, the tough young man in front of him had already jumped on him.

“Basic liar! Songsonglah your angel of death!” shouting Pranaja.

His body floated lightly quickly, then flicked his two tags in front of Kyai Badrussalam's face. It felt like there was an ice-cold wall crashing into the body of the Kyai. Instantly the body of Kyai Badrussalam was immediately attacked by a very cold, very,. The cold air entered his pores, penetrated into his veins, and froze his blood flow.

Seeing that Kyai's body had frozen, Pranaja attacked him again with his ultimate skill, the study of Tirtanala that froze and destroyed. The palm of Pranaja's hand was placed on the head of the kyai, then the hair that grew on the head of the kyai Badrussalam. It felt like there was an incredible coldness that turned into coldness until the blood froze.

In such a swift turn of events, Pranaja was about to pluck the head of the Kyai from his neck.

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