Karisma The Owner of Khodam
Seal science

***

Finish the Dewi prayer immediately run and jump on the bed. Even his face was still wearing and he had not opened so afraid of it.

He immediately grabbed his phone while continuing to sit cowering in fear. He kept glancing to all sides. Trying to find the person who scared him.

"Yes Tuhaaaaan, why am I always in haunti, I takuuuut" he said while continuing to think will ask for help to whom.

He sat there long. However, he also thought it was impossible that he would continue to sit there.

Then he dared to take off the face and fold it. He began to move his feet down from the bed to the prayer mat that was still on the floor.

"Huuf ! Bismillah"

As she was folding the prayer mat, she glanced into the mirror on her dresser. He was curious and approached. When he looked into the mirror, it was not his reflection that he saw, but Tasya who was humming Javanese songs.

"Astaghfirullah" said the Goddess as she covered her mouth in shock at the reflection.

The goddess could only be silent there, watching him through a mirror. Sometimes he also reflexes in fear when he sees both eyes Tasya all white.

"Yes Allah Shaa..."

He was confused, wanted to go from there or stay monitoring Tasya. There was a curiosity as well when he thought of leaving the mirror.

Suddenly the doll fell down and shocked her. Though if you think it does not make sense, because the position of the doll is actually in the middle of the bed.

"Can I ??" ask the Goddess wonder.

He took it too. When he picked up the doll by accident his finger touched the screen, the screen shifted to the camera. The goddess looked at her phone.

He tried to look at himself on his front camera that was on. He was suddenly startled as he saw a long-haired white-clothed figure standing hovering behind him.

"Astaghfirullahal enzyme !" he said while lowering the phone and looking back.

But when he looked back, he found no one there. The goddess raised her phone and pressed the camera.

Again he was surprised because the figure was still standing there. Suddenly he immediately ran out and went upstairs to his friends' room.

TOK TOK !!

One by one the door he knocked while occasionally looking back. She trembled when no one would open the door for her.

TOK TOK !!

"Tan ! Intan open the door !! it's me Goddess" she said in a trembling voice.

A few minutes he waited, but there was no answer either. He knocked back the other door.

TOK TOK !

"Diana ! open the door dong, this is me Goddess"

KLEK !!

The door sounds open. The goddess looked at him.

"Tania. Tan help me ! Can I stay in your room ?" ask the Goddess as she approaches Tania.

Tania nodded her head and allowed the Goddess to enter.

"Why else ??" ask Tania.

"Emmm....."

"Bothering again ?"

"Do you know that I'm being bullied a lot ??"

"Actually, when you cook noodles here, we all see you as a pretty creepy figure"

"Where is he ?"

"After you"

DEGG !!

"Therefore we hurriedly entered each other's rooms. I heard your steps down the stairs. I'm sure by then you're beginning to realize that there's a figure behind you"

"What does that figure look like ?" ask Goddess.

"More like mba kunti, long-haired and walking drifting, his feet ga nempel woi floor ! That's what gives us the creeps"

DEGGS

"But the figure did not look at us at all or look at us. Just focus on you"

Goddesses silent.

The goddess did not answer. He looked for a moment at Tania.

***

"Bu Kiandra, what should we do ?" ask Tasya's parents.

Kiandra was confused and she just kept quiet.

"Do we need to call ustad or shaman ? To exorcise the demon that was in Tasya's body ?? Or can Miss Kia herself throw out the demon ??"

"The only way is to return what Tasya has already taken !"

"What did Tasya take ?"

"He took his hair mba kunti"

DEGG !

"Where is it possible ! That definitely doesn't make sense !!" his father said in a slightly annoyed tone to Kiandra.

"If you don't believe me, ask Tasya directly !" answer Kiandra.

The two men also turned to look at Tasya who was still sitting on the edge of his bed while singing Javanese songs with a flat and creepy expression.

***

"Is he dead ??" ask Rifki.

No one answered that question. The eyes of Zizi, Doni and Zidan even keep staring at Darmaji who was filled with blood due to broken lights.

Suddenly Darmaji's fingers began to move. Everyone backed down and immediately stood guard. Take tools to protect yourself.

Slowly but surely Darmaji began to rise. However, Doni immediately ordered to attack him before he was well aware.

"HIIAAAKKKK"

They immediately beat up Darmaji excitedly. The unprepared Darmaji fell again.

BRRAAKKK !!

Darmaji fell back after getting hit by four children.

"Quick grab the rope !! Tie him up !!" exciting Doni.

They immediately tied his legs and hands. Pull the rope and tie it to the pillars of the house.

Darmaji is now like an insect attached to spider webs. Suddenly there was a loud laughter.

"Hahaahaha !! How many more times have you done the same job with a big zero result as well ? Hahahaha ! Until when ?? Haha"

"Shut up !! Or I'll seal you !" said Zidan.

Rifki and Doni looked at each other.

"Why not from earlier ?" they both said together.

"Khilaf bro" said Zidan while grinning.

When Zidan was about to seal Darmaji suddenly Zizi like someone is attacking, but invisible.

"That's the spirit of Darmaji Zi ! Watch out ! Careful !!"

Suddenly Zizi felt that something was suffocating her. The three children were still there. Hold each other the rope that binds to Darmaji's body.

"Better fast you seal his knowledge !" yell Doni at Zidan.

Zidan is ready. He handed the rope to Doni and then he began to concentrate.

Zizi started trying to let go of the giggle. With the help of his khodam he was able to see the spirit.

Zizi immediately gripped Darmaji's hand and pushed him until he re-entered his body. Coinciding with that Zidan was ready to seal Darmaji.

"Bismillbornrohmanirrohim !!"

The seal is placed on the left wrist and right wrist, then he also placed on the left and right ankle.

AAAAAAAAAAAA

The sound was very deafening. Darmaji's cry now began to weaken as Zidan finished reading the do'a.

Then now Zizi's task remains to eliminate Darmaji from view. Stabbing the heart with Darmaji's own dagger.

SRIINGGS

The sound made Darmaji glare.