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14. Wijaya's Power

Feeling insulted by Wijaya, Sarah finally collected some pebbles that were still stored in her pants pockets and threw them at Wijaya. Wijaya, who had been trained with surprise attacks, then caught the pebble with the footwear he deliberately lifted and then turned the pebble to Sarah.

"aaa"

Sarah screamed as a pebble managed to land on her left hand which immediately caught fire and scalded. For a moment she looked at the hand that had just been thrown from the pebble that Wijaya had deliberately returned to her. Her eyes bulged seeing how wide the wound from Wijaya's throw was on her hand. Currently she prefers to play with other people without causing major injuries like Wijaya did.

Sarah was in pain and hot because the pebbles thrown by Sarah and returned to her by Wijaya had been added to the power of the lightning strike which caused anyone who was hit by the spell to burn and blister.

 Sarah tried to caress the wound on her hand and cast some spells to ease the pain that assaulted her. in the case that she condemns the activities carried out by Wijaya to her. Even though she was the one who started it all, she still feels that she is a victim of the lack of  Wijaya.

 "If only I had a lot of time to repay all then I will never forgive you. Grateful today I am in a hurry so that you can be free but don't be separated from all my actions. Otherwise I'm sure you'll never survive this grip of my hand, Wijaya. One day you and I meet for the second time, then that's when I will make you a sacrifice that I will use as fuel in my heart."

 Wijaya, who knew Sarah's words were just an excuse to get her away from him, could only shake his head. In his heart he cursed the woman and all the behavior that had been done to the people. Without waiting any longer, Sarah finally sped her horse faster, leaving Wijaya who was still standing where he was.

“You've always been a woman who wants to win herself cowardly yet you feel like a hero. How about your men? If the masters were like you, I'm sure they wouldn't be far from you. Coward and want to win alone."

After Sarah Wijaya's death finally left the village of Korowelang and headed to the hermitage on the edge of the village. He became a student victim of Sarah's greed. He immediately closed his eyes and removed both hands on his chest and a few moments later his body just disappeared. A few minutes later Wijaya was seen entering a hermitage where his favorite students were gathering after practicing martial arts. Seeing the presence of the teacher, the students who were practicing immediately stopped their activities and stood while bowing to welcome Wijaya.

"Welcome, sir, teacher. Our respects to the Venerable Master Teacher.”

Wijaya nodded his head then looked at his students one by one with a broad smile. He is proud of his students who always display courtesy and respect for anyone who enters their hermitage.

"Thank you, my children. I accept your respect, I hope you become successful and useful students for others. I am proud of those of you who have dedicated themselves to study in order to prepare yourself for any eventuality that will occur. Is your brother still inside?”

“Thank you, Venerable Master. Brother Airlangga just came with a girl who is still silent without making a sound, ``Your Excellency Teacher."

Wijaya nodded his head hearing the reports from his students. He hurriedly stepped into the inner hermitage and tried to find out what his students were doing at this time in an effort to help Malika. The girl who had just been rescued by Airlangga and is now sitting with her head down in the corner of the room.

Wijaya immediately approached Airlangga who was still sitting on the floor looking at Anjani seducing and inviting Malika to talk.

"How is he?"

Airlangga who was looking down immediately lifted his head and bowed to pay respects to Wijaya. He waited for Wijaya to sit down before answering all of his teacher's questions. After Wijaya sat quietly in the chair he always used to teach, Airlangga sat down immediately.

"Excuse me Master. He had acute depression. I don't know what he's just been through that he's in such a terrible condition. Anjani is very overwhelmed and helpless to deal with it. He was silent without responding to everything he said.”

Vijaya took a deep breath. He immediately stepped into the corner of the room and reached out his hand to calm Malika.

“My daughter, I know what you have just been through. I really understand what you're doing right now. But I beg you, calm down and let go of everything that has happened. Your job now is to be yourself and never allow the crimes that Sarah has committed to society to spread and misery for the people."

The woman who was initially silent did not respond to Anjani's voice and now screamed and backed away. She understood very well what Wijaya had said to him, but she couldn't speak at all. Her sadness still cannot be compromised and makes her mind able to think clearly.

Airlangga and Anjani looked at each other. They know that Wijaya has a high level of ability, and can see what events have just happened to those around him with his inner eye, so they are not surprised when they hear Wijaya's words.

“Order your life and never torture yourself. You have a mandate that you must carry from your parents. Don't let those who have died see your very pathetic condition. they will be very sad.”

Hearing Wijaya's words, Malika nodded. She confirmed all of Wijaya's words. She really had to get up in order to carry out the orders of her parents, who now don't know where she is buried. She raised her head and looked at Wijaya. She folded her hands in front of her chest, then bowed her head, saluting Wijaya.

"Master Master. . . ."

There were no words he could say at this point. Her tears continued to flow, making a rushing river flow on her very pale face. Everyone who witnessed the incident could only swallow their saliva and looked down as if they felt the pain that the beautiful girl was feeling.