Laweyan Shoulder Woman
Part 183's. RETURN THE FAVOR

"Sorry, I can't Mr. Kyai. I just love my wife."

"Didn't Mr Handoko want to return the favor to me? Wouldn't it be better to accept an offer from me?"

From the tone of his speech, it looks very pushy Mr. Kyai Saleh. In the depths of his heart, Mr. Handoko was convinced that this was just a dream.

"Can't Mr. Kyai have a pushy nature? Because all I know right now are ordinary people who have a pushy attitude. As far as I'm friendly with him his attitude is always friendly."

Seeing if his guests doubted his words, Mr. Kyai immediately asked his daughter to give him a drink to relieve his throat.

Whether intentionally or not apparently the footsteps of Mr. Kyai's daughter look strange in the eyes of Mr. Handoko. It was as if his feet were not in contact with the ground. Although he wears a robe but it should be if the human will definitely look the marks of his foot movements.

"Weird, why are his footsteps completely invisible. It's very different from when you see Dita who wears a robe the other day?"

Ancestor Dita who knew if his grandchildren were bullied by the Jin people immediately went to the boarding school owned by Pak Kyai Saleh.

When the chanting of the holy verse of the Quran roars in the mosque of Pak Kyai Saleh, a gust of wind from the north blows with a fast. The curtains of light green cloth danced over him.

Then a moment later came the saying, "Assalamu'alaikum ...."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, who's coming?"

Mr. Kyai stopped his teaching activities. He rushed to the front of the mosque. He saw the figure of a woman dressed in kebaya complete with her bun turned her back to him.

"Who are you?"

The woman turned her head and smiled, "I, Mr. Kyai."

"What's it gonna take to come here?"

"I'd like to see your dear granddaughter in the guest room."

"But your house isn't here? Where could your granddaughter be here?"

The woman's figure was smiling.

"I'm sorry if my arrival is presumptuous, but it is my granddaughter who takes care of him. One thing I want to tell you."

"Tell me don't be convoluted."

"The body of my grandson is indeed you who took care of him. But his soul is trapped by the work of a Muslim Jin who resembles you? Do you think you're right to act like him?" said Dita's ancestor while pointing her index finger at the school hall

"He was there?" asked Mr. Kyai Saleh with a surprised face and did not believe it.

"Right, Mr. Kyai."

"I-I mean the person I was caring for but to this day has not been awakened?"

The woman's figure was getting closer.

"Doesn't that mean that as human beings, we have to have a high sense of solidarity to help each other in the good?"

Mr. Kyai Saleh nodded.

"Try to prove if your words are true" said Mr. Kyai later.

In an instant, one of the woman's hands moved upwards, twisting then a moment later as if blowing something she was pointing right at Pak Kyai's body.

Mr. Kyai Saleh closed his eyes for a moment, not forgetting he was thinking while opening his eyes. He seemed to backtrack his steps for a while in shock at what he saw at this moment.

"Why are they exactly the same as me?"

"Let's know, if that's what I don't know. If Mr. Kyai wants more details you can ask yourself to the Muslim Jin who matches your form."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...."

"I'm sorry that I was already suudzon with your arrival."

"It's okay, Mr. Kyai, the most important thing is that Mr. Kyai will help me to save my grandson."

Mr. Kyai Saleh nodded slowly, "God willing."

The figure of the woman who claimed to be Dita's ancestor was very grateful to him. Not long after, the two began to perform rituals with their respective beliefs.

It appears that Mr. Kyai continues to recite the verse of the chair while Dita's ancestors seem to use their inner energy to enter the supernatural realm. Feeling that their existence began to be known by humans, the figure of the leader of the Muslim jinn immediately made a fortress.

"How, Son. Do you still doubt my daughter's abilities?"

"Why does Mr. Kyai seem pushy, should I refuse him in any way?"

In Mr. Handoko's heart churned. He wanted to refuse in a subtle way, but he still remembered the sin so Mr. Handoko just tried to buy time so that someone came to help him.

The atmosphere that had been calm and peaceful now turned a little gripping. It is seen if the originally bright sky is now slowly blackening.

The originally warm breeze had now turned cold. The birds that were originally perched on tree branches are now starting to fly and return to their nests.

With the look in his eyes, the fake Mr. Kyai Saleh signaled to his people to get ready.

"Be careful, because soon someone will come and disturb us!" that was the meaning of his eyes just now.

It didn't last long, what they were afraid of happened. There was a very loud chant of the chair verse and not only done by one person but almost all residents of the boarding school owned by Mr. Kyai Saleh. Not only the reciting of the chair verses but also the letters of Jin and other short letters.

This is done as a shield so that the rescue step this time is successful. Moreover, what they face this time is a Muslim jinn who actually felt nothing when recited verses of the Qur'an.

"Calm down, Mr. Kyai. Do it quietly and continuously until we can get out of the supernatural."

Mr. Kyai Saleh looked nodding. When Mr. Handoko was about to sip his tea, a whisper was heard saying if he should not drink the tea water or as his successor Mr. Handoko will not be able to return to the human realm.

Just contact Dita's ancestors act first than he lost his grandson, Mr. Handoko.

"How's this? There seems to be no other way."

"Don't look him in the eye, Mr. Kyai."

Mr. Kyai Saleh nodded. The hand that was about to be used to take the cup containing tea water trembled to make the water spill.

"Gurghhh!"

The figure of the fake Mr. Kyai Saleh looked growling.

"You may spill the tea. Is that the attitude you showed when you visited?"

The fire of anger was seen in Mr. Kyai Saleh's eyeballs. A moment later the fire in front of Mr. Handoko was extinguished to make the atmosphere dark.

Mr. Handoko tiptoed and jumped. It was as if he had got the answer why he was okay

It turned out that the creature had once flowed in his body, so that Dita could see things that were invisible. There was no fear in Mr. Kyai Saleh's face, especially after seeing his daughter had found her soul mate.