RAKA LINGGAR: DESCENDANTS OF DEMON SLAYERS
CHAPTER 18

"Let's go, we're going, noon"

Dharmo mbah said that was neat with his batik shirt.

"God, I lock the door first"

Sahut Intan whose eyes still look puffy.

About 3 hours they boarded an inter-city bus, arriving at the terminal they changed to ride an orange angkot, arriving also at a cemetery which is only a few meters from the highway.

The three of them seemed to be praying fervently, and tears seemed to flow from their eyes.

They, even more than Intan, are still devastated by the sudden and tragic death of their mother's father.

"You want to stop by your father's house if not, otherwise we'll just go home"

Dharmo said after he finished praying.

"No mbah, Intan is not able, we just go home"

Intan actually really wants to just stop by his late parents' house. But he was worried about getting carried away and fainted again like the last time he was there. He did not want to bother his grandparents who were old.

In the house now lived his uncle's family, sister of father diamond. His uncle has no home. Intan's uncle's request to temporarily stay there was approved by Intan and his grandparents.

On the way home, the three of them just kept quiet. Shadows of beautiful memories with diamond parents filled their respective brains.

"Nwoof...Later if your mbah is no longer there, you have to go back to your house yes nduk, that's your right"

Mbah Marni broke the silence. But his words only add to the sadness of diamonds. What if his grandparents also left him.

Indeed Intan still has an uncle, but his uncle's attitude is not like a brother. Maybe that's what makes Mbah Marni say the word to Intan.

They finally arrived home in the afternoon. Arriving in front of the house, Raka was already there.

"looh son, it's been a long time, let's go in first"

Dharmo said to Raka, while Intan opened the door of the house.

"thank you Mbah, I just want to borrow a book with diamonds"

"borrow what book"

Intan asked while sitting on the terrace chair.

"you didn't go to school, where did you come from"

Raka was just asking to borrow a book from Intan. Actually he was worried because Intan arrived not to go to school.

"So the pilgrimage to the mother's father's grave. Ye

I'm gonna make you a drink, ain't gonna drink anything"

Tawar Intan who still seemed shrouded in sadness.

"Well, I don't want to drink, I want you to cry no more. Yasudah, I'm home, please say goodbye to grandma"

Raka just went home after making sure Intan was okay. And Intan was only indifferent to seeing his friend's strange behavior.

The night comes, it's time for Raka to train. As the previous day Raka was brought to the same place by Rimang Crow, but this time there was no great-grandfather there. Raka seemed very excited to go through every exercise until it was finished.

"uncle teacher, why yesterday when I came home as if time stopped there, even though we practiced here long enough"

Raka asked in astonishment at her teacher.

"hahaha.suday I say we're very sad, and I don't want to bother you, surely later you will be asked like by your parents if you go too long"

Say Crow while laughing. Then they returned to the human realm, and the Crow disguised itself as a bird.

Day by day Raka's training is increasingly showing changes, although not much, but it's a good sign. Raka's body was more muscular, and her height was increasing.

Raka never gets bored with her training, as the Crow does not treat her like a disciple, but as a friend.

"father.mom... Forgive your daughter for not being able to let you go. When I grow up, I'll find someone who's been trying to hurt you"

There are flashes of anger in both eyes Intan every look at the photo of his mother's father.