Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman
Bab50s. Cleaning Ritual 2

The rustling of the leaves was carried by the whirling wind, around where Heru and his two friends were. The flashes of light from the lightning that danced overhead, creating an atmosphere that was enough to make anyone shudder in horror.

Black clouds began to surround the moon at night. Close it, until the light of the ruler of the night is no longer visible. Only the sky was dark without the moon and stars, and death came out from all sides.

Heru's eyes were reddened, staring intently at the creature that was spouting a magical attack towards him. He recites the holy verses of the Qur'an to counter every attack and magic from the creature. His right hand still continued to touch the back of Thunder and the Jagad alternately, in order to channel his energy into their bodies.

The five men who were digging for the pocong-binding objects looked extremely exhausted. Slowly one by one they began to lie helplessly. The remaining two young men still continue to dig the last location that Heru marked.

With sweat pouring out they try to survive, against the increasingly magical attacks controlling their consciousness.

"The fabric is visible, quickly grab it!" andi told his friend Juna.

"My hands are cramping, Mas. Aaakkkhh .. very sick vow! I can't take it," said Juna, who was seen withstanding the pain of his stiffened hands.

Andi began to feel the same way, his body began to feel cramping and slowly petrified. They both lost control of their own bodies. The two of them stepped rigidly, as if someone was moving towards the stairs that connected directly to the third-floor balcony.

It was also seen that the other three men had collapsed unconscious. Heru immediately darted as fast as possible to block the steps of the two of them. He recited prayers to remove the influence of magic from the evil creature. Then they fenced off the bodies of those who had been lying unconscious with prayers uttered from their mouths.

Heru continued running to the last excavation. Seen a package of shabby white cloth containing figures and various disgusting objects from the ground. Seen a red pocong figure who had been on the third floor balcony began to convulse in pain, he jumped up and down as if he wanted to approach towards Heru, who was on the third floor, but he was like blocked by an invisible shield that Jagad managed to create.

Heru collected every gusset that was found to where the Jagad and Thunder were. Although it must repeatedly fall due to wind gusts that are getting worse.

A loud shrill sound rang out from the monstrous creature. He was still unable to get out from where he stood, but his energy attacks felt so powerful and terrifying. Creating a more gripping feel than ever.

The corn began to open its eyes when Heru could be heard already around him. He prepared a fire in the furnace which he and Heru had prepared. He pulled out a kris from behind his jacket, his lips focused on chanting a mantra while directing the keris to a fire that looked almost dead due to the gusts of wind that kept swirling. Slowly the wind began to feel weak, and the fire was burning increasingly bigger.

Seen the shadows of the stuffed creatures wriggling in pain, as one by one the gusset began to throw Jagad into the flames. Heru also stared at the red pocong figure on the balcony that started to burn with the flames.

"Her! Quickly see the condition of Thunder. Let me continue this," said Jagad.

Without waiting for a long time, Heru immediately radiated energy from his will to speed up the recovery of Thunder's body and tribe that seemed to be injured quite badly.

One by one the gussets began to disintegrate into flames. The figure of the creature that had been squirming in pain on the third floor balcony also looks fade and slowly disappear accompanied by a loud whirring sound that is quite disturbing the ears.

"Alhamdulillah .. how is Thunder?" ask the jagad who looks panicked.

It was seen that some other residents followed to where they were, after the roar of the sky stopped. They helped Jagad and Heru realize the five men who were losing consciousness. The thrilling atmosphere lasted quite a long time, until all had regained consciousness at exactly 2 am.

Thunder was still in such a limp state. Her net was staring nanar towards the house that had long been a hell for her and the villagers.

Jagad asked the five residents who helped him earlier to immediately return home delivered by some residents who had just followed. Not to forget, he also gave a bottle of mineral water that he had prayed to the five men, in order to help speed up their recovery.

"Thank you, gentlemen. Thanks to your help we can find the objects and remove the cursed creature from this house," said Guntur before all residents left to go to their homes.

"Together, Mas. Hopefully after this there will be no more victims" replied one of the five men who participated in the ritual.

"Amand ...."

Jagad and Heru help Thunder to get into the car. After that, Jagad checked back around the house. He absorbed the remnants of negative residue left in that place, and made sure no more negative energy was left behind. He also asked one of the residents to follow him to the Hospital on his motorcycle.

"Safe, Mom?" ask Heru when Jagad gets back in the car.

"The creature no longer exists, only that this land is completely unfit for human habitation. Too many terrible events, to make the negative energy so easily absorbed into this place," explained Jagad while turning on the Thunder car and immediately left the place to the Hospital.

***

The glow of the morning sun is seen barging through the gap of the window curtain that is not tightly closed. Thunder blinked his eyes slowly, as he brushed away the thick blanket that covered half of his body.

He rose from his sleep, sitting himself while writhing to the right and left, until there was a crackling sound from his muscles.

"Astagfirullah ... The trice!!" he said when he came back to realize the state of the lover. He immediately ran out with a stagger, heading to the room where Trisnya was.

Trisnya is still in the same condition. His eyes were tightly closed with wounds on the head wrapped in bandages. Tears of Thunder returned unstoppable, he cried sobbing while tightly grasping his Tris fingers that felt so cold.

"Wake up, Deck, please! Mas promise is over this mas will not be possessive anymore, mas promise will not mean you make a spit-cepet marriage again. Mas also will not prohibit you from singing again," said Guntur amid sobs. So sad, that he did not realize two pairs of eyes were staring in wonder at him from behind the sofa that was not far from the bed where Trisnya lay.

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