SATRIO.
CH 64

Aswanta roared loudly, clenched his hands tighter and gave a punch to the lower jaw of one of his friends.

Aswanta's body was pushed back because of the chuckle in the neck that was tightening.

With all his might Aswanta pushed the face in front of him until the giggles on his neck loosened slightly.

The opportunity was used by Aswanta to grip his hand and twist before slamming his opponent hard to the ground.

Aswanta was deathly pale, his voice was hoarse like a tree-clamped goat, "Pandji .. please this last one! I'm almost dead."

Pandji made a small stab at the upper left chest of his friend who immediately howled long, the body on the floor was convulsing for a while before unconscious. The black fog that came out from the seven holes in his head immediately flew by the wind.

"You okay?" tanya Pandji grinned obliquely.

"I'm battered, Pandji ...," cried Aswanta held back in annoyance. "You really are a caring friend" he continued with a slight grunt.

Pandji takes Damar-Asih into the air and lets it disappear from sight.

Mr. Broto, some teachers and students who dared to go out of the hall came to Pandji and Aswanta who stood firmly among his brutal friends who could only blink and breathe.

"Pandji .. Aswanta, are you okay?" ask Mr. Broto to worry.

All eyes looked at the two handsome young men who were abstrusely helpless.

"We're fine, sir!" answer Aswanta loudly. His face that began to swell did not feel pain to get the attention of a beautiful woman named Prameswari.

Some of the male teachers and students helped his friend who had just fainted into the infirmary, a minor wound that Pandji made was considered harmless.

"Obati lukamu!" pandji's orders pushed Aswanta's shoulder to join the group to the UKS.

Aswanta looked at Pandji with a horrified expression, as did Mr. Broto and the few people who understood the change of air.

Waves of dark aura is very concentrated felt Pandji approaching, he prepares mana to dispel bad possibilities.

BLARS!!!

One voice like a thunderbolt snatching in broad daylight sounded deafening. The magic barrier protecting the school shook violently and cracked.

Pandji retreated one step, holding onto his chest that was throbbing pain from enduring the enormous impact of energy.

Mr. Broto was amazed to see Pandji still standing, while he fell down while helping to protect his student's defense dome. Mr. Broto rubbed the corner of his lips that were bleeding.

Pandji stared intently at the incoming wave of dark aura. His eyes caught the sweet black youth who was grinning cynically at him. The young man who took his sister's life without feeling sinful.

Pandji's cold face stagnated waiting for his rival, but Badrika instead approached, but went missing in a few blinks.

No one is aware of Badrika's presence other than Pandji and Mr. Broto, they are just surprised that there is a strange lightning that shakes the school area during the day without any sign of rain.

Pandji helped Mr. Broto stand up, "There's a deep wound, sir?"

"No... This is mild, will improve after taking the medicinal herb. Thank you for protecting this school," said Mr. Broto patting Pandji's shoulder proudly.

"It looks like it's safe, should the school be disbanded now, sir!"

"Do you need to be closed tomorrow? I'm worried, this concerns the safety of many people!" Broto spoke half-whispered, not wanting to be heard by the students who were still standing in confusion around him.

"Badrika is after me, sir! For the sake of school security, I'm not going in tomorrow!"

"Yes, I understand that. The incident at the house of Den Bagus Candika must have long-tail," said Mr. Broto tired.

Pandji nodded politely, "Then I'll go home, sir!"

Getting a nod from Mr. Broto, Pandji stepped foot toward his best friend. "Who are you going home with?"

Aswanta looked at Pandji skeptically, "I'm not a kid to take, buddy! Don't lower my pride in front of Pram." Aswanta raised his head towards the girl who was standing not far away from him.

Pandji glanced at Aswanta's head in anticipation, "Well .. stop by the house if you need herbal medicine."

"Pandji ...," call Prameswari softly. "We go home in the same direction, I'm afraid .. I go home with you!"

"Nhuk …." Aswanta coughed intentionally.

Pandji smiled obliquely at Aswanta, scratching his non-itchy head and dismissing Prameswari politely. "I'm dirty, also fishy smell .. There is sticky blood in the hair, later you are not comfortable. Besides, I went home with Elok!"

The beautiful Prameswari, who had never been rejected by any young man was inflamed. "Elok?"

Pandji did not reply, he stepped towards Elok. "So come home together?"

Elok nodded and walked behind Pandji, "You refused Prameswari?"

"Whisper!" answer Pandji monotonously.

Elok just kept quiet, Pandji was like that and he was used to it.

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