Karisma The Owner of Khodam
it's time to go home

Because Doni and Rifki's relationship is not good, Rifki also does not believe what Doni said. Rifki thinks that's just Doni's reason for being free of her.

"Many reasons !!"

"Seriously Ki !! sweep my lyre fell earlier ! I'm just afraid that the one wearing it is not a good person Ki !!"

"Have you been good yet ??"

Hearing that sentence Doni fell silent. He said it was free to explain that in an unhealthy situation.

"Ki ! Scaring me !! I'm sure Zizi is currently in danger. Find him Ki !! Help her Ki !!"

"It's all because of Lu !!!"

"It's not time to blame each other !! This is an emergency !"

"Aarrrrghhh !!! Where's nyari ?? this area is big !! I cannot wear it well here !!"

"We follow what our hearts say, let's find !! You don't want to lose him ??"

Doni starts running to find Zizi

"Whether you're acting or not Don ! I'm hard bedain !"

Rifki also ran small following Doni's steps. Suddenly their steps stopped upon hearing the chant.

"Manut taste kamanungsaaan, murang, tata, tamah lan durjanaa, vanilla bald crest, sujan matan can pinilayaaaa"

Doni immediately dashed towards the sound. Rifki followed him from behind.

While Mr. Slamet is still busy with a new broomstick in his can and still continues to sweep the pedicab.

Once a kibas many were wounded by the broom. The more the flutter the less the opponent.

"May you all perish quickly !"

KLETEKKKKK !!!

"Kanye"

The broom was broken when Kanaya's shawl seemed to break it right in the middle between the handle and the broom.

Doni who had been following the sound of the song was now being herded towards the Slamet pack and witnessed for himself that the broomstick had been broken.

"Ga may be" said Doni lemes.

Rifki was new until she could only silently watch it happen.

"Good, you're gathered" said Kanaya.

"It's not good to watch my broom break !!" shout Doni.

"Whose side are you on ?" ask Kanaya.

"Lu cheated !! I stopped everything !! I canceled the deal !! Why don't you want to free Zizi !"

"I told you, it's too late"

Doni gets angry and prepares to fight Kanaya. But, just one step he already felt that something was strangling his neck.

"Don !!"

Seeing this, Rifki tries to fight Kanaya, but he bounces away. Like someone kicked him.

"Ohh..."

Seeing Doni still holding his neck, Rifki ran towards him. It seemed that the chirp was so tight, that even the veins of his neck were clearly visible.

"Day !! Stop Nay !!" shouting Rifki.

"Haha..."

Meanwhile, Mr. Slamet is still busy trying to reconnect the broom. He was willing to tear his clothes to make rope for the broom.

"Don !! Wake up Don !! Open your eyes Don !! Doniii !!" riffi shouted with worry.

"I'll grant you Doni's request" Kanaya said.

"Shut up !! Please stop !!!" said Rifki slightly held back her emotions.

Mr. Slamet patiently continued to tear his shirt back when the tear was taken Kanaya. Until the last tear, he started to get emotional and threw the broom.

"Males are not created to fight and injure women, but if it is too much and I do not consider you a woman anymore !! Come on ahead and let's fight !"

"Hahahaha. (suddenly stopping his laughter and gazing towards the Slamet pack)"

They start to play each other and defend each other from blows and some kicks.

From here Mr. Slamet knows that Kanaya never has a feeling of fatigue. His strength seemed to continue to increase when he was beaten.

"It's time to go home !"

The flick of the shawl also seemed to hypnotize Mr. Slamet. He also woke up.

"Yetoooooooooo !!"

Mr. Cahya and Mr. Amin were shocked. And his wife too.

"Papa"

"Alhamdulillah..."

***

Elsewhere Zizi was still trying to reach for the sword. Although the more he moves the hair will be more tightly wrapped around it but he still tried to walk by flat there.

Sometimes he stopped to suppress nausea and tried to pull back the hair in his mouth.

"Hueeekkk !"

The more he pulled the hair the more nauseated his stomach was. Fortunately, both of his hands were not covered in hair.

He took a deep breath and then continued his steps towards the sword. There really wasn't anyone there. Only Zizi himself. He kept walking and did not despair.

"Alhamdulilla.... Up here too" he said, shedding tears.

His breath was already too tight. He got closer to the merchant, pulled his hair and began to try to cut his hair.

"mmmmmmmmm...."

He can't speak anymore. Almost want to give up because the hair is very difficult to cut.

"Hiks... Hix.... Maaah... Paaa... Maafin Zizi ya maaaaa... Hix... Hicks..."

When he was weeping there was a gust of wind in his ear so soft that he said: "Give greetings to you, O Prophet Muhammad, watch over you, ask Allah for help only"

Zizi wiped away his tears and began to stand aside, then he gave Al-fatihah to His Majesty Saw.

Before long the hair began to release its twists and Zizi vomited the ends of the hair.

"Hueeekkkk"

He wiped his mouth and his tears. He felt a slight pain in his left arm, perhaps just a little bit of the sword and hit the scar.

"Huf !! Bloody again"

CLUNTINGGGGGG

The sword fell down and lay down again. Zizi stood up, he was about to go find his father who was lost to dust when he touched earlier. However, his little heart was eager for him to touch back the sword.

He looked up and saw the shape of the sword. When he almost held the sword Kanaya came to him.

"Hahahaha, great you Zi, is indeed great you !! Got a whisper from where can you break away from that snare ??"

Zizi stood up straight, his strength had only recovered a few percent, now he had to face Kanaya again.

"Follow me !!" kanaya said while pulling Zizi's hand.

Zizi tries to fight back and tries to break away.

"Nooooo !! Lepaaass !!"

"Vivi.... Kadyo setro, kegowo linggane Baskoro, peteng, tanpo Condro, tanpo Kartiko..."

Zizi was a little hypnotized by the song. He began to follow Kanaya's steps. However the faintest Kanaya began to disappear amidst the black fog. Zizi started to get confused.

"Where is this ??"