The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
Chapter 80: The Beginning of Happiness.

Zayan closed his eyes, focusing all of his inner power and thoughts. Summoning the sword of light given by Nirwasita. Then tidying up the practice of remembrance that he has often done every day.

A sword of light, appearing just like that from the grasp of Zayan's hand. The man opened his eyes again.

"Lumayan! It turns out I can't underestimate a human like you."

Caraka felt the positive energy from the sword of light before her, starting to intimidate her. The man started attacking Zayan with his snake-headed stick.

In an instant, the two different types of creatures had attacked each other. The flashes of light that appeared as the two weapons collided, illuminating the dim room. On the bed, Mesha saw the scene with many times breathing with worry.

Prayers and requests, Mesha uttered in a whisper. He wants all to pass with the truth that wins.

Zayan, who is an ordinary human, began to be pressed with the science of Caraka kanuragan. A few punches that floated into his chest, making him cough. Breathing violently.

Caraka manages to take Zayan down, until the man lies on the floor. Mesha stood up immediately. However, he immediately shouted, restraining the woman from approaching him.

"Please don't hurt my husband! Unhand her! Just take me!" yelled Mesha, getting frustrated.

"Just shut up, you! Surely, you will be mine, my ears itch to hear you call him husband."

Zayan laughed, even though his entire body was in pain.

"I am his rightful husband! Creatures like you, should know, how great is the power of that sacred promise! Even 'arsy was shaken by it. Until I die, I will defend my wife!"

Zayan is back. He attacked Caraka again. For a moment, in his mind, came across all the wise advice of Grandpa Nirwasita. He also remembered the secret that was in the bracelet created by a pair.

While still attacking Caraka, Zayan thought hard how to use force on the pair of bracelets, while the bracelet still protected Mesha with its magic dome.

Zayan let his guard down, not realizing that the black magic shot was aimed right at his heart. At the same time, a flash of white shadow darted rapidly blocking the black sihit earlier.

Nirwasita floundered, after hitting the room wall. Apparently, he made his body a protector for Zayan. Receive black magic that has been launched. Caraka was surprised, in her heart, she did not want to hurt the only creature she respected. He stood glued.

Zayan shouted, calling Nirwasita's name. Hurry up to the man. A pitch-black liquid, spewed out from his mouth.

"Grandfather, what did Grandpa do? Why is it like that?"

"I promised your Mbahkung to protect you, Le. That's been my job. Finish your job too, don't mind me!"

Mesha sobbed in his seat, again, wanting to surrender. However, Zayan strictly forbade it.

Nirwasita brandished her hand, taking two bracelets that protected Mesha and making another dome to protect her.

"The shield dome is the last energy I have, Le. I'm too tired to be in this mortal world. Will you help me with my last assignment?"

Zayan cried, he did not want to lose his grandfather's friend. On the other hand, Caraka also felt his disassociation. He's still stunned.

Nirwasita tied the two bracelets to the sword of light in Zayan's grasp.

"Bismillah, be what should happen!" nirwasita.

The glow on the sword was getting brighter. Zayan placed Nirwasita's head on the floor. The man stood up. With a quick and steady movement, he began to attack Caraka again.

Moments later, Nirwasita's body faded, then broke into pieces. Entering the sword of light. With tears streaming down, Zayan continued to attack Caraka, the chanting of prayers and remembrance unbroken from the man's mouth.

Caraka who watched the grandfather shirk, began to weaken. No matter how evil the creature was, it could not lose the creature that cared for and nurtured it since childhood. Until Zayan's sword, managed to pierce his chest.

As resigned, Caraka kept silent without resisting. For the first and last time, the creature cried and screamed.

"I'm sorry, Mother!" caraka shouted as her body began to flutter. Before it disappeared completely, the pale face was flooded with tears.

"Innalilahi wa inna ilaihi roji'un ...." Zayan lowered his head deeply. Tears flowed from the corners of both eyes.

The sword of light within Zayan's grasp, went back inside his palm. The protective dome surrounding Mesha disappeared. The woman immediately ran, hit her husband, then sobbed.

The night was long for Mesha and Zayan. After accompanying Mesha to sleep, the man came out of the room. Take a deep breath, exhale it hard. Then looked down, looking at both of his palms sadly.

Arsyanendra walked over to his grandson. Zayan raised his head as he sensed the presence of someone around him.

"Mahkung ... Grandpa Nirwasita ...."

Arsyanendra nodded, tears streaming down his eyes.

In the morning, people started coming. The guests are already starting to be seen. In the room, Mesha was still self-sufficient, some girls accompanied him there.

Zayan, dressed in a gold-plated ivory white Jasko, stood in the living room, accompanying his friends who had come as invited guests. Yumna and Karman had arrived after dawn. Wiryawan and his wife, just seen getting off the car.

"Grisa will come, following, he said there was a little business on campus."

Zayan smiled bitterly. He felt bad when he heard Wiryawan say that. His feelings became increasingly uncomfortable as he remembered foolishly inviting the girl who had put her heart on.

Moments later, a red luxury car stopped. A man Zayan had just seen, got out of the car, and opened the door on the other side. The girl who just got off the vehicle, she knew him well.

"Ah, it's Grisa!" Wiryawan murmur heard by Zayan.

"That's ...."

"Friends near Grisa, he said." Wiryawan snatched the words of Zayan hanging.

"Ah, sorry. Come on, come on in, Om, Auntie."

Grisa put her lips together, then smiled. The girl gently hit Zayan's shoulder.

"Mas Zay thought I wouldn't come?"

"Kan, this is also a sudden event, Dek."

The young man standing beside Grisa, reached out to Zayan.

"This ...."

"I'm a friend ...."

"Grisa's boyfriend, Mas! Who else?"

The man was confused, then smiled broadly.

"Ah, so! Come on, come on, please sit down! Inside there's Yumna too."

"I'm here, Mas. Same with her."

Event after event, the afternoon went very smoothly. The legal recording of marriage has also been done by the state. Various dishes were served and some songs from the biduan, entertaining the invited guests.

Zayan decided not to perform the traditional ceremony. He relented. Keeping the wife's.

Suddenly, the rain fell so heavy with the wind, a few moments later, subsided instantly and returned bright.

Zayan remembers the words of Nirwasita.

"If I may be dead in this mortal world, I will still be present to witness your happiness. Heavy rain mixed with wind, but in an instant, it was the sign."

Zayan smiled haru, his eyes glazed over. Then, down.

"Thank you, Cake!" The man muttered.

The day was getting late, when Zayan finished ablution. Most of the guests have gone home. Only a few families remained who were still chatting. He knocked on Mesha's door. Moments later, the woman opened the door.

"Well, Deck? Yuk, together!"

"I'm .. I'm a hitch, Mas. It was just this morning."

"Correctly! Keep going at night?"

Mesha laughed while shaking his head.

"Yaaaah, fast first?"

The laughter of the girls was heard from inside the room.

Zayan hurriedly went to hold in shame.

So-called.