Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab70s. Heirloom In Sukma Nawang

The thunderous booms coming from Randujati Village continued and grew louder. Residents in the surrounding villages began to panic and worry if the disaster would spread to their settlements.

Authorities have also started restricting the area so that no residents approach. In order to keep things conducive and not create a bigger panic, the police and the local government agreed to cover up the case from media coverage. They also forbid residents to spread the situation in the village.

Aryo still continues to contact some of his acquaintances to help overcome the problems that are plaguing the village. Heru also advised the residents to pray together. To ask for help from the Creator, so that their village can be safe again as before.

"It's been three days, how is Tris? Is he recovering?" ask Aryo to Jagad.

"He's on his way here, sir. Let's just wait!" reply Jagad while checking some residents who are sick.

The residents gathered together in a house belonging to one of the residents in the next village which is quite far from Randujati Village. They were seen preparing various foods and ubo rampe needed to hold a village ritual event, followed by a joint prayer event.

While everyone was preoccupied with their activities, a car stopped right in front of the courtyard. It was seen that Trisnya came down holding Nawang accompanied by Reni and Bayu.

The woman stared at the moon for a moment, then stepped back following Jagad and Aryo who were discussing with some residents and village devices.

"You're ready, right?" ask Jagad while approaching his Trisnya. He looks so pity to see the neck of Trisnya who is still wrapped in bandages. "Still sick?"

"God willing, ready. It's just this!" reply Trisnya.

"Why is Fatty brought here? Danger here!" Handayani approached Trisnya with her panicked face. He immediately grabbed the little baby and brought her into the house.

"Yes, why did you bring Nawang here, anyway?" timpal Butcher.

"The problem is, Pusaka Pakugeni is in the tribe Nawang ..," Trisnya explained in a whisper.

"What's? B-how could ...?" The jagad widened his eyes to his surprise.

"I had time to leave the inheritance and some of the energy in me to Nawang, before Bagas launched his action. I really didn't think that - "Related as if it was obvious from the look on Tris's face until she couldn't continue the sentence.

"Then? Can you still control that heirloom?" ask Jagad.

"Can! The origin remains near Nawang!"

Hearing Tris' words, Jagad seemed a little hesitant. He thought of the worst possibilities if the little baby had to go with them.

Jagad walked over to Aryo who was seen still discussing with the village devices and some male residents. He whispered to the father about the heirloom nesting in the tribe of Nawang, and hoped that his father had a safer solution for the little baby.

Aryo walked quickly to Nawang who was in the house with Handayani, followed by Jagad and Trisnya who were seen trailing behind.

"Oh, let me try to check Nawang's condition for a moment!" pinta Aryo to his wife.

"Why is Nawang, sir?" ask Handayani while handing Nawang to Aryo.

"So, you check first." Aryo immediately laughed at the condition of the Nawang tribe. He was very afraid if the energy of the Pakugeni Heirloom eroded the pure energy in Nawang.

"Silence, Buk!" jagad said while embracing his mother's shoulders.

"Aman, this boy is inshaallah safe. Heirloom in his tribe can still control Trisnya, because in it is still bound with the blood of Nyi Kinasih, his ancestor. It's just, this heirloom can no longer have the Trisnya," whispered Aryo to Jagad.

"What is the danger if Nawang will have to go there?" ask Jagad.

"He doesn't have to go there. The energy that accompanied him from birth was willing to come with us there," explained Aryo.

Everyone who heard that seemed so relieved. Handayani took Nawang back and carried him as before.

***

"Mas Jagad! Mas ... it .. anu ...." With a sigh, he tried to tell something to the Jagad who looked at him questioningly.

"Drink first, talk slow." Aryo took a glass of water to the panicked-looking young man.

The young man drank the drink that Aryo gave to the toilet. While breathing, he tried to continue his words that had been interrupted earlier. "Some one entered our village. I was just flying a drone over there, Mas!"

"How many people?" ask Jagad.

"Two, Mas. But the one ... is very similar to Guntur, '" he explained.

"OK! We're going there now!" take Jagad to Aryo and Trisnya while stepping away to take some gaman that he will bring followed by Aryo.

"What about Thunder?" aryo asked while whispering to Jagad.

"He is recovering his energy with Nyi Kinasih as well as Patih's. Hopefully he can recover soon and help us this time," said Jagad.

***

Inside the village of Randujati, two men were seen walking briskly towards the center of the blaze that continued to gush from the bottom of the earth. They both carried several trays containing offerings complete with frankincense that reflected thick black smoke.

The trays they placed around the center of the fire that began to soar high.

"Prepare the Heirloom!" said the figure who was in the Bagas body on the original Bagas figure who was in the Thunder body.

"Already, Mbah!" bagas said as he extended the sword of Pakugeni to the figure in his body.

"Let's get started!" tell that figure.

"But, Mbah. This is really why I won't do anything, right? I'm actually going to be more powerful than Thunder and his friends, right?" Bagas still seems to be hesitating. He did not know at all, if what he would do would endanger all mankind including himself.

"Take care of what I say! Don't ask me a lot more questions?!" snapped the figure while wrenching the sword from Bagas' grasp.

They immediately sat down cross-legged while casting a spell so long, that the black smoke began to soar ever higher. Bagas raised the sword Pakugeni which was still covered in bloodstains Trisnya. The bloodstains were seen drying out and decorating the sword like a stream of pulse that was reviving its energy.

After casting a spell, a golden light enveloped the heirloom he carried. Then he pulled the heirloom into the ground.

The ground trembled violently, followed by the sound of sky rumbling that sounded like a long roar. The thunderbolt that struck around the village area, further adding to the gripping atmosphere.

Yellowish light emanated from between the cracks of the ground. The flames that were originally soaring high, began to look extinguished. The sky also lowered the water speck. Provides freshness and coolness to every creature on the previously dry ground.

"Damn! What's the matter? Why did the crack close?" The creature that controlled Bagas' body looked panicked at what was happening.

"Why, Mbah?" ask Bagas.

"Suckers! This is not the energy of the Pakugeni. This is Kinasih's shield energy?!" The creature threw the sword he was carrying in any direction, while staring fiercely at Bagas.

Bagas stepped back, seeing his body that had been overrun by the creature began to change in form, becoming a figure with a red face full of bumps and horns. His legs and hands were blackened, resembling a figure far more sinister than Grandong.

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