FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

SESSION 2 UNINVITED GUESTS

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Dzakki was stunned when he opened the door. His eyes stared intently at the face of the guest who was standing with two people left and right.

"You..."

"Whose father is looking for?"

Perches.

The old man dropped his body under the seven-year-old boy. He was crying like a leak. Uniting his palms together while pleading with Dzakki.

"Please,... Please give me back my skills, son?" he said on his sobs.

"Who, Boy?"

Roger was surprised to see an old man with a half-black face sitting in front of his foster son.

"Dzakki!?!"

He immediately scooped his son pull back while away from the newly arrived guest.

"Whose father is looking for? Who's there to be with?"

"Help me, handsome boy!"

Roger turned to the men standing to the left of the old man.

Somewhat horrified also he long looked at the face of the old man who was crying.

"Can you please wake up? Come, please sit in the living room of our house. We talk more casually,"

"Don't! Don't go into Dzakki's house!"

"Dzakki! That's not polite it's called, boy! It can't be like that!" roger's scolding of his son. His face was slightly flushed with embarrassment at the guests who were getting less than good treatment from Dzakki.

"Dad, you better sit on the porch! Not inside. Poor Mami!"

Deg.

Roger suddenly woke up. Dzakki would not be able to act rude if something did not happen that his son sniffed until he said impolite like that.

"All right, let's talk on the porch! Sorry, I didn't mean to turn down a guest!"

The black face of Mbah Jambrong looks creepy and disgusting.

Even slowly there were a few drops of viscous blood increasingly making his evil aura visible.

"Baby, I admit, you are little cayenne. If you want, I'll drop all my knowledge on you!" mbah Jambrong to Dzakki.

"What science? Mathematics, PPkN?"

Roger was just watching the conversation of the son with the creepy-faced old man.

"Sorry, I cut off the chat. Didn't you have the wrong address? And... do you also know my son? Even to the point of speaking that I don't understand!" sela Roger's. Starting to worry that Dzakki's answer is getting out of control and seen in general the effect is very disrespectful.

"Your son is amazing. I came here on my own initiative. To ask for the forgiveness of this great handsome boy!"

"My son is just a seven-year-old little boy. I think you're overreacting!"

"Father should ask God for forgiveness. Not the same Dzakki!" now Dzakki interrupted his father's speech to Mbah Jambrong.

"Dzakki, get inside!" roger's orders were answered with the stern words of Dzakki.

"No, Dad! Dzakki won't leave Dad chatting with this old man!"

Roger could only swallow.

Somewhat surprised to also see the character Dzakki is much different than usual.

Even today Dzakki's face looks firm and mature.

"Dzakki. What a beautiful name."

"Forget over to take the spirit of Kartika's teacher mother!" dzakki said firmly.

"The father will not bother the woman again, but give back all the pets you used to have!"

Mbah Jambrong was like pleading and compassionate to Dzakki.

"Be my friend. The handsome boy will be even better. I'm pretty sure of that!"

"Dzakki is not a friend of Mbah's. Dzakki also did not want to be friends with Mbah. Because we're different ages!"

"Yes too, hehehe... But Dzakki can help Mbah in Mbah's efforts. So will Mbah, surely help whatever Dzakki needs."

"No. Dzakki only asked Allah Ta'ala for help. Dzakki also could not help Mbah because Dzakki did not have anything to help Mbah!"

Mbah Jambrong sighed.

He scratched his head, began to look upset and dizzy because it failed to attract the attention of the snot boy who he now recognizes his greatness.

Mbah Jambrong can see the ability of Dzakki that exceeds the supernatural owners who are far above average age like him.

Looking at Dzakki directly, Mbah Jambrong's evil brain is growing.

He was very interested in taking Dzakki and joining the metaphysical sciences with him.

In his eyes, Dzakki is like a gold mine that can bring money and even diamonds.

"Mother looks like he just got burned! Better go to the hospital. Worry about burns infection and other diseases. This is just my advice!" roger said he was trying to divert Mbah Jambrong's conversation with his son Dzakki.

"The Betul said Dzakki's father. You have to go for treatment, the wound can go everywhere!" timpal Dzakki added.

"Please don't disturb Mbah's work! And bring back all the pets Mbah had."

"Sorry, Mbah! Dzakki can't and doesn't know how. As Dzakki knew, we all belong to Allah Ta'ala. Whenever God wills, all will return to Him!"

"Excuse me for making you angry. Promise never to trouble your family again. Thank you, Mbah pamit. But Mbah please, if Mbah messes around this house this time, please allow it?"

Dzakki just stared into Mbah Jambrong's eyes.

Now the old man lowered his head. Lose strong eyes with Dzakki who has an aura like a hungry lion in his eyes.

He admitted defeat, did not manage to negotiate on the snot boy that he could not afford that.

Dzakki is no ordinary child. But it's amazing.

Finally the old man left again after saying goodbye with two men, getting into a black Avanza car that took him from the village.

His injured leg was still wrapped in gauze. Trained also his steps so that it must be helped by two loyal aides.

Mbah Jambrong looks lethargic. Some of the demon he kept from childhood disappeared after the incident struck by lightning gubug where he meditated in the middle of the rice field. Including the gendoruwo who became his man in lifting the business of catering bu Jamilah.

Now he has to start all over again. The shamanic business is his specialty.

A dozen years ago. He also passed down from his great-grandfather.

His family had an average knowledge of the. In addition to being derived, but he must also continue to hone his knowledge to get higher and more unparalleled.

So he was shocked half to death when there was a sneak that suddenly disrupted the illegal business that had been wrestled dozens of years.

Especially after he traced, the clap that he originally considered an ordinary shaman turned out to be a seven-year-old child only. Mbah Jambrong was surprised not the kepalang.

He did not want to turn the wheel again to be a farmer.

The rice business is no longer epoch. In addition to exhausting and money just enough to eat, he is also very saturated so farmers are identical stamped commoners.

He wants to be respected and his name is well known to people, as a great shaman who can realize the wishes of patients who come to ask for his help. Even though it was through agreement with demons, jinn and demons.

....

"So Mami heard the voices of people outside, is there any guest?"

Viona came out of the house while stroking her big belly.

"Yes, Mommy! But the guest is gone. Yes khan Dad?"

Dzakki is back as usual. Like a seven-year-old boy, cheerful and spoiled. Scooted at the base of Viona's arm while kissing the stomach of the Mami with his anxiety.

Roger chuckles. He nodded at Dzakki's words.

Now slowly he began to understand, that his son has advantages that are also recognized by others such as Mbah Jambrong. The guest who came was not invited.

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