Neighboring With Genderuwo.
The End of Nisa Resistance.
Alan intercepts a car on the side of the road, to be able to return to Nisa's house. They both had no money at all. The distance from his home is still very far away. Luckily, the transport car stopped and gave them a free ride.
They got into the armature. There were other riders, but they didn't talk to each other. Surprisingly again, their faces looked pale and the look of his eyes seemed to wither.
When Nisa tries to invite you to communicate, no one says. It was as if they were in another world. Even the passengers' gazes were empty.
"Alan, do you think there's anything weird about this angkot??".
"Why,, it looks like they're okay".
"Only the two of us are talking here, the other is not human".
"You could, slow down your voice, they'll hear it".
"We'd better get down here, I'm afraid that this angkot Fransisca sent it on purpose".
"Wait a minute, let me talk to the driver".
"Sir, we stopped just in front of us, our house is around there".
"This figure does not arbitrarily stop, wait until the new terminal can go down".
"That's weird, other angkots aren't like that".
"Stop sir, or we'll jump".
The driver did not stop the car. It looks like it's getting faster walking. Alan and Nisa were getting more and more panicked, because in front of her was a huge abyss.
"Hurry, hold my hand, Nisa, let's jump".
"Come...now Nisa, jump.....!!!!!".
Alan and Nisa fall rolling onto the grass by the roadside. His hands and feet were even scratched by stones and asphalt. They watched the speeding angkot and finally entered into the abyss. Nisa and Alan approached the edge of the ravine, but the angkot was not seen at all.
It was like disappearing without a trace.
"It's true that I'm Alan, Francis deliberately sent him to harm us".
"You see, it's not a real freight car".
"Maybe it's just an angkot who likes to look for a tumbal".
"Yes Nisa, we better get out of here".
"I see your wounds are bleeding a lot".
"Do I need to carry you".
"No need Alan, I'm fine".
Both of them continued their journey home on foot. Sometimes Nisa and Alan rest on the side of the road. The wound on Nisa's leg was getting wider. Alan decided to call a taxi.
"Sir, our wallet is left at home, if we may pay later".
"Yes already, just go up mas, pity his wife ".
"Thank you very much sir".
Both breathed. They got into the car and went home.
Arriving at home, Nisa collapsed instantly. Obviously Alan panicked not playing. He immediately took her to bed.
Alan fingered Nisa's forehead, very hot. But he shivered in the cold. From his mouth deliriously came out various words. Meanwhile, the wound on his leg was still bleeding.
The doctor immediately gave injections and treatment in Nisa's wounds.
All night, Alan stood guard by Nisa's bedside. He kept on delirious and his body heat never went down. Alan had even compressed his forehead, still having no effect.
While in Nisa's subconscious, she feels herself being carried away by an old man. He visited a very beautiful place. The golden pillars stood firm along the path he passed.
There is a flower garden that grows various types of flowers. From far away, the smell was as fragrant as it smelled in Nisa's nose. Inside the park, everyone gathered to welcome his arrival.
Both her parents and daughter and friends were all dressed in white. Like a wedding party. But Nisa was still confused, who was married there.
Nisa was eager to get to them, but the bearded old man took her further and further away from the park.
Nisa screamed for her family, but no one heard her.
At first glance Nisa saw Dito holding the bride to the altar in the flower garden. Nisa was about to run towards him.
But the old man's hand couldn't escape.
They are even walking faster.
Suddenly Nisa stopped in front of the gate. The grandfather releases his hand and pushes Nisa into it. The gate is back closed.
Nisa thrashed out, but no one heard her screams.
Nisa could only cry out lamenting her locked-up fate alone. He wants to meet all his family. But the great wall seemed to enclose it.
The old grandfather always kept an eye on Nisa's movements. He never closed his eyes, so Nisa was very difficult to get out.
He could only wait for the arrival of someone who freed him.
All the power that Nisa had seemed to be destroyed instantly. The queen mother she called did not appear at all. Nisa has really lost. His life is now over. This battle was finally won by the devil.
Nisa's power really can't match her. In the real world, Nisa is helpless. His breathing was tight and his face was like enduring the pain.
Alan doesn't know what to do. Everyone who should be helping Nisa with her strength, is not around.
"Hold Nisa, I know you're a strong woman".
"You're not going to give up just under these circumstances, are you??".
"You have to come back to your senses, for me and for the kids".
Nisa's condition is getting weaker. He did not get any consciousness. His soul is still the prisoner of the old grandfather. I don't know when Nisa will be free from there.
In the real world Nisa remains unconscious. It was possible that Nisa had already given up on her charming demon. It was as if there was no longer any strength to resist or endure.
Maybe just have to wait for another power that can free Nisa's soul and make her regain consciousness. Clearly, for the time being, Nisa was completely helpless under the control of the old geezer who took her.
Alan could only stop. He also can't do much. Nisa is lifeless. But he still wakes up. I don't know where his soul is. Could it be the demon Francis worshipped who has done all this.
Encouraged by fatigue while at the Wibisana family residence, Nisa finally gave up. The fight is over. His strength to resist was already exhausted beyond silence.
Apparently the demon was much stronger than just a Nisa alone. His followers have even often handed over offerings to increase his strength. Only a miracle can save Nisa.
I don't know whose strength will come to his aid. Nisa can only wait. Alan could do nothing. Raga Nisa is helplessly slumped on the bed.
The devil has managed to paralyze him.
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