SATRIO.

SATRIO.
CH 81


Pandji's father looked elaborately at his former student, "Candika .. I understand your priorities as the head of the family, but I can't understand how you could bear to sacrifice others just for Risa's safety?


Badrika is not just your problem, she will be everyone's problem if still allowed to succeed.


Moreover, we even give the book as his throne.


Personally I don't want to be led by the devil, Candika! I can't be the servant of the evil creatures of hell!


Maybe not now, but one day Badrika will turn this earth into a residence of the devil completely, we humans will only act as slaves and a footing collision for them.


Badrika is now just a soulless corpse, your son is gone Candika!"


Uncle Candika's face pias, her eyes glazed over and her forehead wrinkled deeply. "I understand, Mom! I just find it hard to accept the fact that I've lost two heir to the breed in one life! I won't bear to lose another family member."


Pandji looked at the man he considered Uncle with pity, his brain seemed to run slower when digesting the stubbornness that only women like his mother should have.


"Pandji wasn't sure if Badrika could get back to her, Uncle. When yesterday he deployed an army to infiltrate the school .. Pandji only saw the dark aura in his body, not even Pandji felt there was an element of life on Badrika," explained Pandji bitterly.


Uncle Candika nodded heavily, agreeing with Pandji's opinion.


“I'm afraid that if the promised night arrives and the book is not obtained by Badrika, Risa will also die, Mas!" lirih Uncle Candika rubbed the corner of her eyes that were almost wet.


The conversation is continued by Pandji's father and Candika's uncle, while Pandji invites Aswanta and Mika to go to Ganendra's son because there is something he has to do there.


Passing through Biantara's house, Mika turned her head towards the towering entrance gate covering whatever was behind her.


"Aura Biantara .. feels very strong, even though it is morning!" mika's murmured touched her goosebumping nape.


"They've been strong walking during the day, Mika ... is also good at disguising the darkness under the sun," explained Pandji monotonously.


"My gut .. bad about Uncle Candika." Mika massaged her temple at a glance, then threw away the sweeping view of the front road of Biantara's house.


"Uncle Candika did not help Biantara or her sister at the crucial moment, even though they were both students of pride. Is that what you mean?" tanya Pandji confirmed Mika's conjecture.


"As long as Badrika's position was still above Biantara, the possibility of her taking revenge on Uncle Candika was almost impossible. Except ... he wants Badrika's place now!" pandji said next.


"Is that possible, buddy?" aswanta asked in confusion. "The devil in Badrika's body must be stronger than Biantara's, right?"


"If Badrika is only a temporary body, how is it different from Biantara?" Mika is also curious about Pandji's logic.


"I just guessed and followed the mindset of Biantara, rather than his body being occupied by a commander-class demon ..he would have been more willing to hand it over to the Leader.


Maybe he wants to stand on top of the world too, Biantara is ambitious!" terang Pandji.


“You don't think he'll take revenge on you? Her sister turned to ashes because of your sword!” Mika asked in a tense voice.


“Isn't your responsibility to protect me?” sarcastic Pandji with his slanted smile.


“Of course, Mas Pandji! No need to be reminded .. it is my job!” mika raised her voice.


Aswanta screeched in disbelief, he stuffed one finger into the ear and was in a style of cleaning up the dirt.


“I'm ashamed to hear it, buddy! How could you possibly take refuge under a woman's armpit? You should have protected your brother ... not the other way around!"


Pandji yawned wide, "Where's the problem, Aswanta?"


"You're immoral, buddy!"


Pandji laughed out loud, “Don't look for face on my sister, Aswanta! Don't think I don't know what you mean!”


Aswanta cursed in his heart, his best friend was too difficult to compromise let alone he pussy.


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