ABHIYASA [END ]
DESTROY HIM TO THE UTTER EXTENT!

"Destroy him as badly as he is! it collapses and goes bankrupt!" pinta Pak Rahmat when the smart man wants to start the ritual.

"Okay" replied the clever man.

The anger of Mr. Grace can no longer be quenched. For him, all the pain felt by his son and his wife must be avenged. It was enough for him to be patient and enough to give up. Give time to be aware but even more so every day. Now, no more apologies, everything must be answered.

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At the hospital, Abhi and Arif are shocked by the red patches that suddenly appear on Della's body. If it was a freckle, they would suspect that Della had dengue fever but this was not a spot, more like an enlarged spot.

"Maybe Della is allergic" Abhi said.

"It could be Bhi, an allergy could be from food or maybe a drug. It could be that Della is allergic to drugs right now" said Arif.

"We'll tell the sisters first!"

"Yes." Yeah."

After being examined and asked several things, the nurse said that this will be reported first to the doctor. Regarding what actions to take, waiting for instructions from the doctor as well.

"Well, sus" replied Arif and Abhi.

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At about eight in the evening, Rahmat returned to the hospital. Arif, Abhi and the eldest of Pak Rahmat told about the red patches that appeared on Della's body. The crackling that was now slowly giving off an unpleasant aroma. Mr. Grace looked at his youngest daughter who was falling weak and asked his wife.

"What about my mother?" ask Rahmat sir.

"It's still the same sir. Just sleep the same day a few times snoring. Ngorok but. ngoroknya it's neremin sir. Like his breathlessness, we had a panic earlier," explained his eldest son.

"Then how?"

"Then it happened for a few seconds. Maybe not for a minute. After that, I went back to normal."

"Hmmm..."

"How do you get to smart people? how's saying? is it true as you thought?" cerca.

"True, your mother and sister were properly sent in. They're being carried away by crazy people, a restaurant!" replied Rahmat with red eyes.

"Well, this is a big deal" Arif thought.

"Astagfirulloh sir! so what's the fate of Mom and Della?"

"The father has asked that they be healed and for the cursed man, he asks that the witch be returned!"

...Wwuussshhh......

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, both Arif, Abhi and the eldest son of Rahmat knew that this was not the thing that would end well. The war has begun and lives are at stake. Not wanting to look further, Arif interrupted asking permission to return to the mess first. Mr. Grace allowed while saying thank you.

"Okay sir, we'll take our leave! ah, assalamualaikum!" arif and Abhi.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Rahmat sir and his eldest daughter.

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Along the way to the parking lot, Arif and Abhi put on a tense look. They realized that a big problem was in sight. Talk back about what they should do. If out of work now would look very suspicious but to survive, much more dangerous. This kind of desperate fight, does not rule out the possibility of dragging others as well. In this case, the position of Arif and Abhi, cannot be said to be safe.

"Then how's the Rif?" ask Abhi.

"Find the right moment first Bhi! not now anyway. The problem is when the time is right, I also can not answer," replied Arif.

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"It looks like Rahmat sir won," Arif chirped as he stared nanar at Abhi.

"Yes Rif alhamdulillah."

"It can be permanent and it can also be temporary."

"Yes, I understand when should we get out?"

"That's... how is it? are we waiting for the restaurant to open first less than a month and then find a reason to get out? don't be sudden!" replied Arif giving advice.

"Isn't it too long? regardless of whether the witchcraft is about us or not, we should still not get involved."

"True Bhi, for that consider as you go! We need to see also how the restaurant eats sebrang. I mean, how's the development going? still continue to compete or have begun to realize or whatever we just see the situation ahead!"

Abhi mangosteen.

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A few days later, Della and Bu Indah had made a full recovery. The following week, the restaurant opened. Buyers are coming back. The restaurant was as crowded as before. Compared to the opposite of the sebrang restaurant that is still closed and there are no signs of opening in the near future. Even after more than a month, the restaurant has not opened. Arif and Abhi throw each other a meaningful glance.

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One night Arif invited Abhi to hang out at a coffee shop. The location is not far from the restaurant of the beautiful ma'am. The majority of the customers are local. They both had coffee there a few times. I also know the owner.

"Bro, long time no see," the shop owner said to Arif and Abhi.

"Yes, understandably the hardworking young man was busy developing the boss' wealth," joked Arif made the shop owner laugh.

"Fried angel bro, just cooked."

"Ready!" arif replied while sitting on one of the empty benches.

Ordinary things they do. Enjoy coffee and fritters while talking. A light conversation that leads to a familiar atmosphere. Slowly get to know each other and become friends. Talk at length without looking at the background. Cigarette smoke billows up and the air is swept away by the night wind. Every now and then the shuddering body endured the cold that began to be inhospitable until something that was never thought of at all, Arif and Abhi heard through the surrounding residents.

"Where's sir?" ask Arif to clarify.

"That's the boss of the restaurant, has been sick for a long time. Reportedly because someone's hooked."

"Which restaurant sir?" ask Arif again.

"The restaurant in front of him is a beautiful house to eat."

...Degs.....

"Oh.. Who has that house there, sir?" ask Arif with the normal expression possible.

"Yes, so is he. Only nquatin house continues yes.open the restaurant business. How many months did the ramen suddenly hurt not healed. Especially if it is not used? there are people who justify it too."

"Smart man sir?"

"That kind of thing, there are people here too who have a little merit in that. He said it was indeed useful but, he could not heal," explained the resident again.

While Arif and Abhi can only swallow saliva while chewing fried food in his mouth.

...🌟 CONNECTIVE 🌟...