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Zaenab was shocked, Alara Yilmaz slept delirious her body was sweating,
"Karin... wake up!"
"Sis Zaenab!" Alara Karin's face was pale. Beads of sweat the size of corn wet Alara Karin's face and body.
Zaenab got water, Karin drank it slowly.
"Karin... what are you doing?"
Zaenab is afraid that "Alara Yilmaz"'s body will hurt again.
"No. I'm fine!" Karin wiped her sweat with a blanket.
"What happened?" Zaenab asked after Alara Karin had calmed down.
"Kak Zaenab... Ki Joko... Gatin's father... he's in this city!"
"WHAT?!" Zaenab is nervous. "You are sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure. He came with his young wife, he is also a shaman like Ki Joko! He sent threats in a dream to me!"
"Wow! That means he already knows that you're still alive!"
"It seems so. Only the living can receive dream messages from him!"
"Right! He used a dream attack!" Zaenab is nervous too. He has no ability against Ki Joko.
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