Still Chased by Satan
135. Sword Force

Electricity suddenly died completely. Rion who was eating again, would not want to have to stop.

Sreeeeeeett!!!

There was a blue light passing through him, towards the other room.

"That's my light?" Rion followed where the blue light went.

Sreeeeeeett!!!

Rion rubbed his pendant and turned it into a sword of blue light. Rion felt this time the power of the sword was not as usual.

Whether the sword has an expiration date, Rion does not understand either. Or the sword can be lowbat like batre that must be charged, Rion again did not understand.

The point of his feeling is that this sword is increasingly decreasing in strength.

But putting that feeling aside, Rion moved cautiously towards the living room.

When there is sound...

Rrrrrrrrr!!!

The sound like a slamming firecracker also made Rion surprised.

Then...

Dep's!

Dep's!

Dep's!

Byaaarrr!!!

The lights are on again. He was puzzled when he saw a blue-colored puff of smoke suddenly making him cough.

Rion flicked his hand, and instantly the puff of smoke slowly faded away.

"What's the matter exactly?!" Rion's driving around in his unit.

Rion looked at the sword he had in his hand, "Is this sword not strong in this country? or how?"

"Is it true that grandfather said that the sword must be returned? was the sound of the explosion a sign that I was doing something wrong?" Rion rubbed the writing of the hyena that was on his blue light sword.

Instantly the sword turned into a pendant, and was attached automatically to Rion's neck. The man who became that man, do not know that the black shadow that passes and enters the unit is an evil entity that is then resisted by the energy of his blue light sword.

Rion, who did not feel full, finally sat down on the sofa and removed the necklace he used. He noticed the pendant that was in the shape of a sword.

"If I have to turn you back, where should I go?" Rion seemed to be talking to his pendant.

Rion so remember, the first time he got this pendant. And the otonatis he also wanted who taught him to understand the weapons he used to destroy all kinds of demons.

"Shiiiiiit?! why did I want to be with him...?!" Rion clasped his necklace firmly.

The grip of the hand he held on his forehead, trying to cast away the shadow of Rissa.

5 Years passed, and during that time also Rion did not establish a relationship with anyone. Especially after work, Rion has no desire to know the opposite sex. Iha wong temen only one doang that's Thomas. Others are just familiar but not deket. That introvert is yes, Yon!

So strong, the uray-urat protruded from his hand. Her sensitive skin was just as cold as it was flushed with the emotions she was holding back now.

"It's so hard for me to forget you?! what have you done, Rissaaaa....?!" Rion half yelled he looked up and then shouted like a possessed person.

While Rissa herself, experiencing the bitter life of more than anyone. However, her mother asks her to leave her sickly paoa, and Rissa maintains her desire to care for her papa.

Although, Rissa had to sell her youth time to work hard from one store to another, while continuing her college that had faltered for 1 year because she had to take time off. Not because of stupid or being a bad boy, Rissa retreated one year because she focused on caring for her papa, which at that time could not be left behind. His condition is so alarming.

One year that Rissa used to work, and save on expenses that are not important. And that makes Rissa grow into a strong and independent girl figure.

"Yes.." - O Dera.

"Rissa said she wanted to work first, papa be careful at home." the girl grabbed her papa's hand and pressed it against her forehead.

"Be careful..."

"Later Rissa tried to go home spit," Rissa looked up and stroked the back of her papa hand.

The old man nodded. The man who had been arrogant for mercy, could now only spend the rest of his time sitting in a wheelchair. Not because she wasn't standing up, but Rissa asked her papa to limit her activities. Fear if most of the way, the heart is not strong and can be anfal suddenly.

Rissa pushed her papa wheelchair out of the room

"Papa do not stay in the room, later cepet bosen..."

"Sir, ask for help so that papa can go to the back garden. Let's just squirm the seger," said Rissa who saw her domestic assistant.

"Bah, our blue rose is already blooming pretty. And Erio has added pinter ngoceh!" Rissa is now walking to the front of her papa chair. Erio, a parrot was bought by Rissa so that her papa was not saturated at home. At least something is seen and noticed.

"Come up, you'll be late..." Om Dera put his palm over his son's head.

Rissa nodded and smiled. He also rose.

"Sir, please take Papa to the park..."

"Well, Neng..." Bik Minah is questioning her employer.

In fact, Rissa employs two people, Bik Minah and Mr. Darman. They happen to be husband and wife who left her only child wander. So Rissa asked them to meet to live in a house that is not how big, but very comfortable to live in.

Risaa got into her car, she started the engine and rushed to her place for sustenance.

To get all these facilities, Rissa had to work hard and smart until she could get a good job in her place of work.

On the other hand there are two humans who had a storm early in the morning themselves. Yes, Slamet and Eza.

"Met, sneak dong!" said Eza, who had shaken.

"Patience, Yes! is this your way? patience!"

"We could be late...?!!"

"Who told you to call so many times and still hang around in the blanket?!!" Slamet doesn't want to be wronged.

"Yes I'm really tired of filming outside the city, plus in a video call congregated with Yono semalem,"

"Lu don't mistake the video call, mismanage your ears that are not sensitive to the sound of the phone?!" Slamet is very angry, bickering with Eza.

"Gue think you're starting to budek, try to check into ENT," added Slamet.

The derivative of Rion was launched by Eza, he nuweres the mouth of Slamet that does not exist.

"Gue guspin your fuckin' mouth this new tau tau tasa?!"

"Pwiiihhhh, whyhhh?!! singkirin your curse hand, Jajaaaaa?!!" Slamet nyingkirin Eza's.

"Don't you, you're sitting real! don't be like someone else's whispering, I've also tried so that we're not late!" add Slamet which sat a very slippery set on the road already like an eel.

"Gue won't lose this job, Mettt?!! my installments are still many," said Eza who is now sitting with a restless feeling.

"Yesameaaaa! I also do not want to lose this job, so you become a molornya artist do not be bored! I told you that the bath was splashed with water. You know what the producer is like," Slamet glanced at his best friend.

"Now you're diem, and let me do the nyetir!" continued the man who was concurrently the assistant and manager of Eza.

"Gaskeeeuuun!" the man sitting next to Slamet.