SATRIO.
CH 59

The dawn had just passed, one of the family trustees came knocking on the door of the healing room.

Pandji opens the door, finding his mother Atika standing nervously. "Mas Pandji, tell Ayahanda, there's a Den Bagus Candika family car on the front page. The driver took Risa's mother, seemingly sick and unconscious."

"Take it into this room, Ma'am Nur!" Pandji's mother's voice sounded softly hiding her tension.

Pandji returned to the room after the courtier left the special room. "It looks like there's an emergency, Mother!"

"As long as there is still breath, as weak as any and as heavy as the wound." Pandji's mother spoke while preparing a place for Risa.

Some concoction spices Mother Pandji who was in small containers opened and prepared. Pandji's mother did not stop chanting prayers and healing spells for patients who will be handled.

Although not too wide, the stone bed can be used for two people. The tension rose slightly as Badrika's mother's body was brought into the room.

The dark aura left inside the body of the woman named Risa spread into the air and filled the room.

"Be careful with the rest of the dark energy still burning in Risa's body, Diajeng!" father Pandji reminded me.

Pandji's mother's sweet smile expands, "I understand, Kangmas. Trust me!"

"Mas Pandji is out first! Mother wants to take off Aunt Risa's clothes," ordered Pandji's mother began to rush after touching the body of Badrika's mother who was dying.

"I'm out too, Diajeng? Risa ... my friend!" ask Pandji's father to grin obliquely.

Pandji's mother felt no need to explain, she simply raised both eyebrows and raised her head towards the door. Expel her husband who is a little ignorant of himself and also her curious son in the highest level.

Father and son came out with unpredictable expressions, perhaps only the men could understand the contents of the two men's heads.

"How could Badrika hurt her own mother, Dad?"

"Can Badrika still be saved, Dad?"

Pandji's Father's face turned grim, "Maybe can ...maybe not!"

"Do we have the right to take the life of badrika if faced with him, considering Uncle Candika still hopes his son is healed," asked Pandji looking straight at his father's eyes.

"Situations that will determine, if its existence is a threat to human survival. Because actually we are dealing with a demon race that is trying to live in the real world" Pandji's father replied flatly.

The dimensions are divided into two, real and virtual. It is like a mirror with two different spaces, side by side but has a boundary that should be impenetrable.

Humans as a mortal race living in the real world arrogantly created the science to cross dimensions by breaking through boundaries, instead the demon race that occupied the virtual space also did the same.

"Devil as an immortal race numbered far more than humans, his army spread out and attacked upon arriving in the human dimension.

Before they really take control of the Yogya region, we must work to eradicate it!" continued Pandji's father glare to the front yard which is starting to light because the sun will soon rise.

"What are you gonna do?"

"Dad was thinking of a plan." With heavy footsteps Pandji's father went towards the room, leaving his son in many questions. "Mas Pandji should also rest!"

"Good, Dad."

A plan? Two or three plans tastes better, Dad!

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