Karisma The Owner of Khodam
Assistance

"What are you doing here for ??" ask Kanaya.

"My job is to look after Zilvana, so I'm not gonna let her get hurt"

"The son of a bitch ! Move you !!"

"No !! I would die to protect her"

"Hahahaha, you gobl*k ! You weren't created to protect her"

"I made a promise to myself as the prophecy began to sound in my ears"

"Hahahaha, fine here go ahead and fight me !"

HIIIAAKKKK

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All the followers of Kanaya suddenly grew stronger. Pak Cahya's sword was released from Zidan's body. They all went back to fighting.

DUUAAKKK

Kanaya immediately turned towards the voice. It turns out Kiandra fell down by a kick from the Slamet pack.

"Damoruhi !! Damn it !!"

Kanaya prepares to fly and plays her shawl to fight pak Slamet and his two friends.

The flick of the scarf made them lose sight for a moment. Suddenly...

THE DUG THE WUUSSSSSSS

BRAAAKKKKKK

Mr. Amin and Mr. Cahya arrived at the home of Mr. Slamet. They were astonished too.

"Bad ! We're being returned to the real world"

"Where else ??"

They dyed. Then they approached Bu Asiyah (his mother Zizi) who was solemnly reading a doa in the living room.

"Assalamualaikum...."

Ms. Asiyah also looked shocked.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat... Ehh sorry"

The two of them just looked at each other and were a bit awkward.

"Alhamdulillah, you're back... Where are my husband and son ?? You're not with them ??"

Again they look at each other and encourage each other to answer questions from Ms. Asiyah.

"They're okay, aren't they ??"

"Emmm... Anu mbakyu's..."

"Why ?? What's up ??"

They're speechless.

"Mr Cahya's eyes are bleeding, let me get you some medicine"

Ms. Asiyah also prepared to stand up, but Mr. Cahya prevented her.

"No need to be mbakyu, this... Just a minor injury"

"Then Mr. Amin's stomach was also bleeding, his clothes were torn"

"It's okay mbakyu, small wound"

"If you're hurt like this, then what about my husband and son ??"

They're speechless.

"After one week I prayed, whether they return, may they return safely" said Ms Asiyah.

"Huh ?? One Sunday mbakyu ??"

"New feeling for a moment mbakyu"

"It's been a week sir"

They looked at each other again and scratched their heads.

"One Week ???" say them simultaneously.

"Do you guys want a drink ?? Or want to eat ??" ask Ms. Asiyah.

"No mbakyu, it looks like we have to help them there, it turns out that the one named Kanaya is really strong"

"But my son and husband are fine right ??"

"Hopefully"

"I take ablution into mbakyu"

"Yes sir please"

They both went to the bathroom to make ablution. In the middle of the trip, Mr. Cahya just remembered something.

"Ohaha !! Damn Min, where's my sword ??"

***

"Then, why did you bring my son here ?? Aren't my children the same as them ??"

"They're just meddling, while your son is destined for me"

Mr. Slamet smiled faintly towards Kanaya. Then Kanaya gives Zidan the code to fight Slamet sir. Doni against Rifki. And, Kanaya smiled sweetly towards Zizi.

"I think I've been playing games" said Kanaya.

Seeing his son fight against the incomparable, Mr. Slamet immediately beat Zidan to hunt Kanaya. He just kicked straight into Zidan's chest.

DUAAKKK

"Uggghs..."

Zidan immediately got up and he prepared to fight Slamet sir. He also tried to kick towards the Slamet pack, but Mr. Slamet immediately kicked his left leg which made Zidan had to fall again.

BRAAAKKKK

"Aghhhh !"

Zidan stared intently at Mr. Slamet. He stood up again. Lowering his chin slightly and focusing his eyes, at lightning speed he twisted his legs slightly and prepared to kick, then...

DUUAAKKK

This time, Mr. Slamet was successfully paralysed. The kick was on target. He also smiled faintly. He stepped closer towards the Slamet pack then pulled his collar. Mr. Slamet stood up, grabbed Zidan by the neck and slammed him.

BRAAAKKKK

"Agod !"

"You're not my opponent !"

"Who said ?? Anyone who will oppose Kanaya is my enemy !"

Mr. Slamet held Zidan's head and recited a spell.

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"Go home !! And don't want to be a demon slave like him !! Hulled !!!" said mr. Slamet.

"Yetoooooooooo !!" zidan shouted while thrashing and trying to release the hand of the Slamet pack.

***

While at the home of Mr. Slamet, Ms. Asiyah tried to invite many residents to pray at her home.

The holy verses of the Qur'an began to fill the space. Seen the deep anxiety from the face of Bu Asiyah.

While Mr. Cahya and Mr. Amin are still solemnly singing the verses even though in the condition of the eyes and stomach in the bandage.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, Yaasiin, walqur'anil judge......"

Suddenly someone patted Mr. Cahya on the shoulder. He also looked. He thought it was Mr. Amin who was ignorant. Mr. Cahya also ignored him. He continued reading.

"Innakala minal mursaliin..."

PUKKKS

Again he felt it. He turned again towards Mr. Amin, but both hands of Mr. Amin holding the book Yasin.

"Huh ?"

He who was next to the door began to try to look at the door. But his intentions are broken. He continued to read the verses while thinking about the incident.

"Does Miss Asiyah inside need help ??" said Mr. Cahya in heart.

When he had just said Bu Asiyah was seen in the yard of his house sitting with his wife.

"That ??"

Mr. Cahya immediately turned to the door and was surprised to see many groups who participated in teaching there.

His heart feels like it's racing. The creepy creatures were sitting right behind him.

"Astaghfirullah hal adziiim.... Astaghfirullah hal adzii... Astaghfirullah adziiim thing." he said in his heart while trembling because he also had to keep his voice so that people did not panic.

He tried to continue reading, but it was very difficult, his saliva was so stupid to say. His hands were still shaking and could not open the sheets in Yasin's book.

"This must have been a mistake because one of my eyes was on the bandage. This must have been a mislook"

Suddenly there was a voice that shocked Mr. Cahya.

KLUNTANG !!!

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Mr. Cahya immediately ran out past just like the people in front of him.

"What's up, sir ??"

"Sir, what's wrong ??"

Mr. Cahya who was running suddenly stopped and beristighfar.

"Astaghfirullah hal adziiim" he said as he stroked his chest.

Ms. Asiyah also did not miss asking.

"What's the matter Cahya sir ?"

Mr. Cahya was silent for a moment, then he took a breath.

"I'm sorry, I messed up the show. Let's move on, there was a little distraction, let's move on."

Although many are still filled with question marks but they continue.

"This may have been deliberately made so that prayers'do'anya can not penetrate to the place of Kanaya, so that the show is messy and can not help pak Slamet and Zilvana there, astaghfirullah hal adziiim..."