
"Alright sir" replied Zaenal.
Zaenal immediately flew up and circled around the very dark room. The blue eye ring where Zaenal lives remains emanated because Subhan keeps wearing it. Subhan and Sarto's father was very happy because soon, they would be free and could return to their village again.
As Zaenal flew around the dark room, it was seen that one-eyed grandmother was sitting and holding her wand. Without asking permission, Zaenal immediately approached the old grandmother.
The old grandmother's eyes immediately glared at the arrival of the figure of a creature similar to her.
"Who are you?" the smell of your body scent is no stranger to me" said the old grandmother as she looked towards Zaenal.
Zaenal immediately came down and stood right in front of the old grandmother. It looks like the old grandma one eye is holding a green cup. The cup let out smoke and it was seen that the old grandmother had just sucked the smoke inside her cup.
"I want you to get me and my employer out of here" Zaenal said
"Ha ha ha" You're so stupid" Isn't he different from you?" They're all human and you're not human like them" you can be very submissive and obedient to them" Did they give you a covenant until you were shackled by their orders?" if it's true, I can let go and you can go free without having to be with them again" the one-eyed old granny told zaenal.
Fortunately, all the words thrown by the old grandmother of one eye were not so much loved by Zaenal and he still insisted on wanting to leave the place.
"Be quiet old lady" I want to go with my employer and be with them" You don't have to interfere" said zaenal.
Zaenal began to rampage until a cup belonging to the old grandmother placed on his table fell.
"Pyar" the cup belonged to the grandmother broke and the fragment emitted a billowing smoke.
With a face that showed his anger, the old grandmother began to attack Zaenal using her wand.
"If you don't give me my advice, I'll get you out of here" said the grandmother.
The old grandmother had a tube to hit her stick towards Zaenal, but the grandmother's efforts were in vain because each stick was directed to Zaenal's body, the stick was doing a denial of its unknown cause.
"Well, why did this happen?" the old grandmother was curious.
As her magic wand became dysfunctional, the old grandmother immediately took the glass behind her bent back.
"Old granny, what are you doing?" you're gonna take your other gun?" Ha ha ha, I am not afraid of it" Come here, and attack me" Your old body is already unreliable" Zaenal said with a cynical smile.
The old granny one-eyed ignored Zaenal and continued to cast a spell and pointed him at his glass.
After the spell recitation was over, it was clearly visible in the glass that a figure he had never expected.
"Huh?" didn't I see it wrong?" Zaenal my own grandson?" muttered the old granny with a face full of regret
Inside the glass was clearly the real figure of Zaenal.