The Desolate Wind Swordsman

A Gift for Nehan

In Cempaka's room, Nehan and Kenanga are. After getting treatment from Nehan, the girl had already opened her eyes. Although still seen limp, as a brother-in-law for Cempaka, Kenanga felt very happy. He wants to talk to her a lot. But Nehan prevented the intention of the woman.

"Wait on! You can't ask her much! This medicine was at work and the remaining poison in his body was still not completely out! This, the rest of the drug, should be taken regularly, the morning before the rising of the sun. And also after sunset. Every time you take a medicine, take one and a half tablespoons. Then add one glass of warm water."

Kinanti recalled what the healer said. He nodded and said, "Thank you for treating my younger brother! I will remember your good service. Our teacher has also prepared a fee for you! You're ready to take it!" concluded Kinanti with a grinning smile.

"Huh, it's not finished! When you give him medicine, you don't use hot water. Because it would ruin his own medicinal properties! And to make the spell work optimally, it must be recited also a spell! It must be you or Sekar who cast a spell! Otherwise, Cempaka would have failed in the healing process."

"What mantra should I read?" ask Kenanga curiously. Previously he had also often heard people use spells to heal people.

"Well .. hhhh .. first, you prepare the warm water and the medicine first. Then you take a spoonful and a half of medicine. Then you read this spell." Nehan gave a leaf lontar that had been given a spell inscription by him.

"What'sthis? Well, I'll read it now, yeah?" Kenanga opened the lontar leaf given by the healer. He read it in his heart and read it in a slow voice.

...Love Spell...

...(.(.By : Nehan Hadinata)...

...For the sake of time that gives me time...

...For the sake of the sun shining on my day...

...So I see how beautiful you are...

...It fills my soul...

...Which requires your warm embrace...

...Oh, doctor sir, you're my idol...

...Heals the wounds in my heart...

...Which settles in the space of my soul...

...Tempted to see your smile...

...To the point of going crazy I was expecting your presence...

...O physician lord, my soul mate...

...Filling the empty recesses of my soul...

...Wish you'd give me...

...Lovely love blossoms with you...

...You are, Nehan Hadinata is mine...

...Healer, filler of my shade room...

...I love only you...

...Your love spell shackles me...

...Wade your most beautiful mahligai...

...Make me queen of your palace...

...Oh, I was expecting you...

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Kenanga did not know why she read the manta felt strange. He flipped through the writing on the leaf. It was a very strange spell for him.

"Do you like the spell? Remember, you can only do it hard! And it must be at least witnessed by some brothers. Don't forget, you can't be one of those words!" nehan with a serious face.

"Oh, well then, I'll do it! Will my sister be able to eat and stuff?" In terms of sister-to-school healing, Kenanga does not want any mistakes to happen. He must obey what the physician says.

Nehan laughed in his heart, he thought, 'What about when he cast that spell in the early morning, well? Ahaha! I don't give a shit. The important thing is to work on him.'

Not long after, Sekar and the teacher entered the room. I nodded at the female teacher. Kenanga knew what would happen next.

"You've cured the disease of my youngest disciple? Cempaka, are you okay?" ask the teacher who went straight to the weakly lying girl.

"Yes, Teacher. I'm fine, now. It really tormented me. But why is it good now? But I'm tired, Master. I want to rest first," concluded Cempaka.

"Oh, okay .. You just take a break, Cempaka! Since you need to get well soon, don't spend a lot of your energy." He looked towards Nehan. "And .. Thank you, Mr. Physician. For the reward, I'll let you take Sekar. Oh, yes ... for the next gift–"

They were surprised by some women carrying a sword-shaped stone. It was something they thought was useless. Actually it is a stone obtained during the construction of the college by dredging the contents of the hill. Back then, many had seen that sword-shaped stone. They thought that the stone sword was useful to them. But that stone sword was of no use to them at all. So the woman decided to throw it away.

"This is the heirloom we found during the construction of this college. And it has incredible power in it! For that, as our gratitude, I will give you this!" The woman then stood up and handed herself the sword-shaped stone.

The stone was quite heavy for ordinary people. Especially for people who can not use the power in or science of canuragan like Nehan. The teacher gave the stone sword directly with his own hand.

"Well, is this a gift that is dedicated to me? Really .... This Black Bee Hill college is very generous. Good luck, I will join this school. Unlike Gendani Ireng college which has colossal people in it."

"What's? How do the colossal people?" ask Sekar. He did not think that the new thing was told by his teacher about the Gendani Ireng college, Nehan also knew. "Do you know that college?"

"Have ..you will face your own destiny. You don't have to take care of that college. The weapons they used, after all, were useless. Now I can go home and bring the presents, right?"

Nehan received the stone sword with all his might. But he felt happy after getting a stone in his hand. This is no ordinary stone. Even if it were an ordinary stone, it would be impossible to be that heavy.

"Didn't you suspect you, if we lied to you? Hemm, besides this stone, I have also promised you to give one of my disciples to you, right? It's fresh!" call the teacher.

Sekar felt unsettled because he got a task that he thought was heavy. "Ready, Teacher! I will follow this physician and will always be by his side!" he nodded with anxious feelings. He was still confused because he had to kill the person who had saved his younger brother.

Nehan no longer cares about Sekar or the woman. He enjoyed rubbing the stone he was carrying. Not surprisingly, it made him even more excited after receiving the sword.

'Because of a fool! It was just an ordinary stone! How could he just believe it? Hehehehe,' the middle-aged woman's puckering in heart.

"Then let me bring you the sword! You can hand me that sword! You bring me my sword!" said Sekar who exchanged his sword with that stone sword.

Nehan and nowar immediately left the room. Followed by Kenanga who must help Nehan out. For Sekar carried the stone sword which now belonged to Nehan.

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