
Aldi avoided the stabbing of the machete by grabbing the sword in his hand.
"Armgh!" Mr. Langsa groaned in pain, his waist was hit by a slash on the sword.
"Arggh Aldi was stabbed in the neck. Although he dodged, but it turned out that the machete in the hands of Mr. Langsa was released and thrown just like that until it hit his front neck.
The hand that was suffocating Mr. Hasan suddenly slipped out bit by bit. However, when Mr. Amir hurriedly pulled the hand to immediately release the hand grip the old man was strong again. Mr. Hasan has almost lost his breath.
Golok who had hurt Aldi was thrown again because Aldi had brushed it off. The rock fell beside the Typhoon. Fortunately it was not about the man who had now lost consciousness.
Mr. Amir who saw the machete idle just nearby immediately grabbed the machete. With a bismillah he directly stabbed the old man's hand and wrist many times.
"Armgh!" The old man groaned in pain and the hand slipped from Mr. Hasan's neck. Moments later the man disappeared into black smoke and flew into the air. Once in the air the smoke breaks down and finally disappears just like that.
"Geez-neck." Mr. Hasan coughed after his neck slipped from the old man's hand.
"Are you okay Mr Hasan?" asked Mr. Amir so worried to see his neighbor.
"It's okay, sir, just asphyxiate. Perhaps the effects were strangled for too long ago," replied Mr. Hasan in a voice that still sounded weak and dull.
"It's a drink sir." Mr. Amir opened the bottle cap and brought it closer to Mr. Hasan's mouth. Mr. Hasan received it and immediately gulped down the mineral water.
"Huh." huh." Mr. Hasan exhaled, he felt his breathing apparatus slightly relieved.
"Aldi Sir!" Mr. Hasan pointed to Aldi so that Mr. Amir immediately approached and helped the man because it seemed like Pak Bakri wanted to reclaim the sword in Aldi's hands. At the moment Aldi is in pain and holding his neck with his other hand.
Mr. Amir nodded and immediately ran towards Aldi. He pulled Aldi back and took the sword that was in Aldi's hand. Then Mr. Amir immediately took a swing to draw the sword into the body of Mr. Bakri.
Mr. Bakri who felt himself losing fast and did not have a weapon at this time immediately ran the ridge leaving Mr. Amir and everyone who is now his enemies.
Mr. Amir is not chasing after Mr. Bakri. Now for him just enough to know that those who committed crimes in the village were Pak Langsa and Pak Bakri. The evidence is in their hands. With the video recorded by the Typhoon, they can immediately report Pak Bakri and Pak Langsa to the police station. Moreover, Aldi and Typhoon are currently in need of help.
Mr. Amir immediately brought Aldi near the Typhoon. It turned out that after being placed next to Typhoon Aldi also fainted.
"How about this sir are we going home now?" asked Mr. Amir confused because Typhoon and Aldi had both fainted while Mr. Hasan did not seem to be healthy right.
"Where are the girls and Tata going?" asked Mr. Hasan, suddenly remembering the two girls who were also with him.
"Where is it, sir?" Mr. Hasan was very worried about his daughter's situation. If he came home without his son he was sure his wife would be angry and would then silence herself. She is also afraid that something bad will happen to her daughter and Tata. However, if he was looking for Princess and Tata, he would not have the heart to leave Pak Amir with both people fainting in front of him.
"We should look for the same Princess Tata and Nak Aldi and Nak Typhoon we leave here" suggested Mr. Amir. However, the suggestion was unacceptable to Mr. Hasan.
"Don't! It is not good to let those who pass out unattended. You just wait here and let me find the same daughter, Nak Tata."
"All right." While answering like that Mr. Amir looked around at the machete and the sword that was now in his hand.
"It seems something strange with these two sharp weapons," muttered Mr. Amir made Mr. Hasan who was about to stand undo his intentions.
"You mean?" asked Mr. Hasan curious.
"I mean it looks like this thing's been smeared with something."
Mr. Hasan frowned and went to check on him.
"You're right. Looks like these two weapons contain poison." Mr. Hasan concluded something according to his own analysis.
Mr. Amir nodded confirming, indeed he had guessed like that. However, it is not so sure to say to the point to Mr. Hasan.
"So they?" Mr. Amir was stunned considering that both of them had been hit by sabetage of the sword and machete.
"They're poisoned." Mr. Hasan became a crime.
"It's appropriate that they all pass out when the wound is not too severe."
"How is this, sir. Where do we get the antidote?" asked Mr. Amir ketar-ketir.
The two men seemed to think hard about what they would do to Aldi and Typhoon.
When he was angry, Mr. Langsa who had been lying weak because he was hit by a sword from Aldi woke up again. He who indeed pocketed the antidote directly put his hand into his pants pocket and grabbed the antidote and then applied it to his wound. For a moment he drooped weakly and fainted before the medicine reacted. However, now that the medicine was reacting and he regained his senses with strength returning again.
Seeing Mr. Amir and Mr. Hasan were discussing, Mr. Langsa took a large stone and was about to hit the head of Mr. Hasan and Amir.
Seriate.