SATRIO.
CH 80

Aswanta shifted his seat near Pandji and whispered softly, "Can I have an opinion in front of your father, my friend?"

Pandji nodded lightly, agreeing with his best friend's wishes. Talking to his father is not forbidden.

Although the Pandji family is full of manners, all children can express opinions freely.

"Perhaps if I am allowed to move to gather people .. I mean spread the invitation to the knights who participate in the annual tournament to help overcome this threat, that is, if they also intervene … we can all survive," said Aswanta with disorganized sentences for holding back anxiety.

Pandji's father smiled wisely, "Son Ganendra has sent an invitation to join, but no one has given an answer to send help. It seemed like they didn't believe in the threat that the eye couldn't see."

Aswanta nodded in disappointment and gulped his gulp roughly, "I'll bring some close friends who yesterday took part in the tournament, especially those who competed with Uncle Candika's students."

Pandji raised one eyebrow, “No coercion, Aswanta! You know we're risking their lives if we take part.”

“I understand, pal. No harm in trying,” timpal Aswanta brief. “I'll be on the move soon, still early in the morning. Can I take your sister?”

Pandji shook his head loudly, “He'll go with me."

Aswanta whispered again, "You know that young people are definitely interested in joining if there are beautiful women they want to protect."

Pandji brushed Aswanta's forehead away with his index finger, "You've taken your medicine?"

“You insulted me, pal. I just set a little trap to get a lot of help. If you mind me taking your sister, can I take Atika?”

Pandji snorted in annoyance, "Actually what are your plans? I smelled pdkt-smell in the event of getting help."

Aswanta widened his silly smile, "I'm trying, buddy. I've never had a boyfriend …."

"Ehm .. Has he finished his private meeting?" ask Ayahanda Pandji with a flat face.

Aswanta and Pandji nodded at the same time not daring to answer. Mika smiled mocking the two young men who had just grown up.

“My misery, Mas!” said Uncle Candika with a faint smile.

“Ya was thought by Selia to come for breakfast. Where is Risa, by the way? Why not join?”

Uncle Candika's face turned sad and depressed, “I am confused to say it, confused about where to start this story that I brought!”

“What's up? Is your wife okay?” tanya Ayahanda pandji put up a serious mimic.

"Badrika's home tonight, Mas! I don't see any demon inside her body, she also entered the house without any trouble.”

“Then?” Pandji's Father's eyes shone sharply, followed by everything in the pendopo, nailing Uncle Candika to finish the story immediately.

"I think it's Badrika .. I'd like her to see her mother. At that time, Badrika who I thought had recovered put a strange bracelet on Risa's hand.

She said her mother was a guarantee that I would help her get the book that Mas Pandji promised to help Arum the other day."

Pandji clenched both his hands, anger instantly filling his young blood. “Where is Badrika now, Uncle?”

“Go after leaving the mess, some Hargo Baratan disciples who used black demon magic suddenly convulsed and possessed. They all lost an element of life at the same time" said Uncle Candika.

"The situation is more complicated, if this will be a lot of casualties during the peak night of Satan's glory," said Ayahanda Pandji monotonous.

"Except …." Uncle Candika did not dare to continue his sentence. Letting Pandji's family draw conclusions on the problems he is facing.

Pandji tapped on the armrest of the chair with his finger, "Unless I give the book to Badrika, is that really what Uncle Candi means?"

Uncle Candi was quietly lethargic, for him the safety of his wife was the main one. If Badrika's son, just wanted the book why not just give it away? After all, all will live as usual, there is no need for a futile death because it also bears the greed of his son.

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