SATRIO.
CH 115S

Stone bed healing room of Pandji residence worn by Badrika. His consciousness had still not returned even though his soul was saved. Other than the body wounds that have been treated, there is nothing else to worry about from Badrika.

Badrika's black magic was lost with the opening of seven body gates and the power of the vows that locked her away.

"He's like sleeping fast, is it possible because he's exhausted?" ask Badrika's mother who did not move from her son's side.

"Badrika needs to rest and recover her condition. He's okay, just can't be a knight. My martial arts were destroyed, especially those related to magic," replied Pandji's father regretfully.

Badrika's father nodded in understanding, "I don't mind, Mas! What matters is that he's living a healthy and normal life."

"By the way it happened yesterday, wouldn't it be better if you closed the Hargo Baratan's court, Candika?

Too many problems are caused, it seems unethical after many students lost their lives and parents are grieving.. You are still ego opening a college!" ayahanda Pandji solutif.

"Yes I understand, Mom! No parents should bury their children, I understand their feelings must be exactly the same when I and Risa lost Ayunda!"

"So what are you going to do?"

"If Mas Al deigns, all the teachers and students who survived will I recommend moving to Putra Ganendra." Badrika's father exhaled heavily before continuing his plan.

"I may not be able to return the lives of those who have left, but I will take care and compensate as an apology to the families of Hargo Baratan's students."

Pandji's father nodded in agreement, "Here it is, Candika! Ohya I had heard the demon who possessed Badrika mention Nergal's name. Do you know who the prince of darkness is?"

Candika shook her head loudly, "I've never heard of it before!"

"What about their main place which he said was from East Java?" chase Pandji's father curious.

"I also don't understand, the veiled woman who took Badrika away never commented on anything other than witchcraft and the leader!"

Two former teachers and students looked at each other. "Did Badrika ever mention where they learned magic?"

"Why don't we ask his son directly after he wakes up, Mas? Honestly, I'm curious too!"

"I'm not sure if your son still has memories of his past" Pandji's father said with a pityful expression.

"I can't confirm it, but logically his body was taken too long by the demons. So, what was in his head was the memory of the devil, when the demon exited Badrika's body. Your son will probably remember the time before he met the veiled woman!"

Both Badrika's parents nodded at the same time. Candika thanked him, "I think it's even better, he will not be traumatized or think about things that he did not realize happened."

"But what is his mental state? Not crazy, is it, Al?" risa asked to confirm the mental state of her son.

"Hopefully not, it's just that it takes intensive assistance when his consciousness begins to return."

Badrika's mother smiled faintly, "I will do my best for her. Thank you so much for everything, Al. I haven't even said a word to Pandji. I'll see him soon, maybe give him a little present."

"On the gift .. You don't have to bother providing it, Pandji would prefer that the fence of the house damaged by him be repaired at the cost of Candika," Pandji's father laughed out loud.

Not to laugh at Badrika's parents who also smiled wryly, but to remember Pandji, his eldest son who always counted.

"Is that so?" asked Risa holding back in amazement.

"You won't believe the way Pandji thinks about money" replied Pandji's father lightly.

Risa looked at Al skeptically, "Isn't Pandji the ultimate heir to the Abisatya family fortune?"

"Of course, but he always reasoned not to be able to use his property before the age of 21."

"meaning?" ask Badrika's parents almost at the same time.

"Especially if not the mode so that the inheritance of his great-grandfather's eyes is not touched by anyone."

In his room, Pandji rubbed his ringing ears. He felt someone say his name. It was as if he was hearing his father speak in his head.

How can a father open his son's disgrace in front of others? But ... thank you for being helped to ask for the cost of the fence repair bill to Uncle Candi!

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