T O H's

L. A. and Wong Kadiri

Kri, krik, krik,

Kingkong, kingkung, kingkung,

The sounds of crickets screeching and frogs snoring are heard freely filling the entire side of the forest Ndawar Belandong. A name of the forest on the northernmost side of Jombang city between the border of Jombang city and Lamongan city.

Alas Ndawar is the nickname of a dense forest on a hill above the plateau but not a mountain just a plateau. Alas Ndawar is also famous for the people's plantations on the side of the Lamongan area with dozens of hectares planted with eucalyptus trees.

In contrast to the border of Jombang city with the city on the other side on the north side is directly adjacent to the city of Lamongan and bordered by dense forest not settlements or highways.

In this area the city of Jombang was attacked by a live army of jerangkong led by the commander of Jerangkong. The living squads that take the form of similar living skulls are notoriously fierce and never look at the opponent's area. In fact, often they went out of the border through the bulkhead of the fog wall devouring some residents in the area around the Ndawar forest in the Lamongan area.

Therefore tonight the L.A soldiers from Lamongan are on full alert with maximum strength around the base of Ndawar. Laskar L.A is led by two religious leaders who are very accomplished and sakti mandraguna namely Haji Sihaji and Ustaz Bayu. A few kilos from the border fog wall.

Crustle, krusek, krusek,

The sound of footsteps slowly stepping on the fallen leaves at the bottom of the forest was heard approaching a group of L.A soldiers who were hiding in a state of squatting in the middle of the forest.

Udin, one of the ring members who was in charge of scouting the situation, had apparently come to report what he saw in the fog wall area.

“How's Din? What you see tonight is we can lure the skulls out of the wall and fight in our own area. Because if we fight in the Jombang area, other stealth groups can come to help them. So we are overwhelmed considering the number of us who are only fifty people,” asked Gus Bayu who immediately met Udin when he saw Udin sneaking from the direction of the border fog wall.

“The back is very difficult to lure them out of the border. Yes, only one or two skulls that sometimes come out the wall. It was not long after getting their prey back into the wall,” replied Udin explained.

“Then it must be how do we enter just like the others. I heard that Ormas Mataram and Majapahit Youth have entered the jombang and have fought shoulder to shoulder to shoulder to help T O H,” said Basyit as one of the ring members of Laskar L.A.

“I think it's better once we help each other for the victory of truth. Imagine if Jombang fell in the hands of a group of demons not necessarily other cities around it will also be the target of their next excitement,” said Haji Sihaji said all the possibilities if Jombang to lose.

“True what Mr. Haji said if Jombang fell how embarrassed we as brothers and sisters what more of us are still bound by blood by the retainers of T O H. Like our elder Mr. Haji Sihaji who still has a relationship as pakde of Jaka,” explained Bayu.

“Yes right that let us unite the determination at least we destroy an army of skulls that have troubled the people around the forest Ndawar,” said Udin.

“Pak Haji, Pak Haji, Assalamualaikum Pak Haji,” shouted Bejo one of the members of L.A ring two warriors who were tasked with finding news around the settlement along the border of Jombang and Lamongan.

“Sutz, don't shout Bejo lower your voice what you want to report set your breath first, please,” said Mr. Haji Sihaji and it appears Bejo took a deep breath slightly holding it in the chest cavity and then exhaled it again and again.

“Innalilahi wainnaillaihi raziun, already so bad apparently Jombang city. Alright for your L. A. Warriors who are still afraid in the chest to fight these sadistic demons and demons please go home. For those of you who miss the martyr's reward let's come with me to enter the Jombang area,” cried Haji Sihaji but the atmosphere was silent for a while.

“Loh Gus Bayu going where? Loh that Gus Bayu had fought off the hornbills and entered the wall of fog, Gus wait for us,” shouted one of his santri running in follow the nine other santri through the wall of border fog.

“For others let us follow Gus Bayu and his disciples fighting on the path of truth. Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar,” cried Haji Sihaji running followed by other L.A irregular members behind him entering the black protective wall of the border.

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Mbadas south of the Jombang and Kediri borders

In the middle hall of Haji Hadi hut the father of the Princess looks Haji Hadi get the visit of dozens of magicians from the group Wong Kadiri led by Haji Hari comrades from Haji Hadi.

“Mas Hadi we would like to ask for your blessing to help your son Princess who is around Adi Yaksa. We want to directly attack the center of their kingdom what according to Mas Haji Hadi?” haji Hari said the purpose of his arrival.

“I think you better help first my son Jaka who used to help me when attacked by pig stealth. So that Jaka can be easy to save his wife, my daughter, the daughter who was held captive by Adi Yaksa, so much better,” replied Haji Hadi.

“Hem like that yes,” chirps Haji Hari holding chin think well how.

“I heard Gus Bari and Mbah Raji have also left there to help Jaka after clearing the area of Mbadas north,” Haji Hadi timpal.

“Hem well then Kakang Mas Haji Hadi we beg to resign to enter the tribulation wall of the black fog border barrier towards Jombang. We ask for your blessing and prayers so that we can be saved to the end and help your son and daughter-in-law,” said Haji Hari stood up from sitting cross-legged and went and said hello followed by dozens of other Wong Kadiri members from behind.

“Waalaikumsalam warahmatulahi wabarakatuh,” replied Haji Hadi.

“That I am afraid that the Princess will fall prey to the demons,” said Umi Kalsum shed her tears.

“Quiet Umi just leave it all to Allah SWT sure Gusti mboten sare,” replied Haji Hadi.

In front of the mist of despair or the fog of misery or the black protective fog the border bulkhead headed towards the city of Jombang. The members of Wong Kadiri flocked to enter the fog wall.

Arriving in the area of northern Mbadas they were stunned by the area of Jombang which has been ravaged like the ongoing world war. So terrible were screams of crying and corpses strewn everywhere.

“Innalilahi wainnaillaihi raziun, let the members of Wong Kadiri we dart towards the village of Mojokembang bismillah,” cried Haji Hari again running followed by dozens of other members who came running from behind.