Phoenix Revenge System-Chapter 104: PRS 7 Liona

"OH NO!!! DAD IS IN DANGER!" Liona screamed loudly in her heart, her panic clearly audible to everyone in the house. Lano immediately dropped his toy, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. "What?! What’s wrong with Dad?!" he shouted in surprise. Meanwhile, Lura, startled by the sudden scream in Liona’s heart, dropped the basin in her hands and all the dough inside spilled onto the floor. Flour and water were scattered everywhere. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hand. In a panic, she immediately ran into the room where her baby was, stumbling over her own feet in her haste. "Liona! Liona, dear!" she called as she ran. "What’s wrong?!" said Lura, breathing heavily. "What’s wrong, Dad?!" Panicked, Lura unconsciously asked as she looked at her baby with concern while lifting the robe she was wearing. Her face was pale. Liona frowned in surprise at her mother’s question. "Can you hear my heartbeat?" she thought suspiciously. "Why are you reacting like that? Could it be..." Lura, who realized she had said too much, cleared her throat twice, trying to cover up her mistake. Her heart, which had suddenly started beating fast, tried to return to normal. "Ahem... ahem..." Lura cleared her throat while fanning herself with her hand. "Lano, listen to me." "Yes, Mom?" replied Lano, still looking frightened. "Go see your father," said Lura, winking quickly at Lano several times. "I have a bad feeling, so I’m afraid something bad might happen to your father. You understand what I mean, right?" Lano, who understood his mother’s signal, replied quickly, "Yes, Mom! Lano understands!" "I’ll tidy up my toys first, then go to the field to see Dad," he said obediently as he immediately knelt down to gather his scattered toys. "Hurry up, son. I’m very worried," said Lura as she helped pick up some toys. Liona, who overheard their conversation, relaxed her frown. "That was close," she muttered with relief. "I thought Mom could hear my heart. Turns out she was just pretending. I almost got caught..." Lura and Lano also breathed a sigh of relief because their acting had fooled their younger sister. They exchanged glances with faint smiles.

Curious about what had happened to her husband, Lura tried to coax Liona into explaining in more detail what was going to happen. "Lano, hurry up," said Lura, glancing at Liona. "I don’t know what’s going on, but my heart has been beating very fast since earlier. Something feels wrong. I’m so afraid something has happened to your father." "Yes, Mom. Lano will hurry!" replied Lano as he put the last toy into the basket. Lura helped her son tidy up the toys with hurried movements, muttering, "Oh God, I hope Dad is okay. I hope nothing has happened..." After the toys were tidied up, Liona was no longer heard, so the mother and child pretended to leave the room and stood silently in the living room for a moment. They looked at each other with worried faces. "Mom, is Lano leaving now?" Lano whispered. "Wait a minute. Maybe Liona will explain again," whispered Lura as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. "The spiritual bond between family members is very strong," Liona said to herself as she closed her eyes. "Mom can sense when Dad is in danger. But how can I tell Mom and my sister that the buffalo Dad is going to use to plow Mr. Daud’s land is going to go berserk and seriously injure Dad..." Liona exhaled roughly in her heart. "Damn it! Why do I have to be a baby?! I can’t do anything!" As a baby, she felt she had many limitations and was uncomfortable with her restricted condition. "If only I could talk, I could say it right away! But now... oh, what am I going to do?!" she muttered in frustration. Lura, who had clearly heard Liona’s inner voice, immediately turned pale. "The buffalo went berserk?! Oh my God!" She immediately told her son in an urgent voice, "Lano! Quick! Run fast to warn your father to be more careful at work! Tell him not to go near Mr. Daud’s buffalo!" "Yes, Mom!" shouted Lano as he dashed out the door. "Be careful on the road! Don’t fall!" shouted Lura from behind. Lano knew very well how big and strong Mr. Daud’s buffalo was. He had seen the animal himself. The dark brown animal also had long, sharp horns, and its skin could tear if it was hit by them. "That buffalo is huge... almost twice as tall as Dad..." muttered Lano as he continued to run. The boy knew this because he had seen one of their neighbors get hurt after trying to calm down a raging buffalo. The neighbor’s injuries were so severe that he had to get dozens of stitches. Not wanting anything bad to happen to his father, Lano, who had fallen several times due to the slippery road caused by the previous night’s rain, got back up with scraped knees and continued to run fast. "Ouch!" he cried out when he fell for the third time. "It’s okay, I have to get there!" He hoped he wasn’t too late to warn his father of the danger that was lurking. "Dad... wait for me... don’t let anything happen..." he said as he continued to run, panting heavily. Hosh... hosh... hosh... Gasping for breath, Lano saw his father’s silhouette in the distance and sped up even though his legs were already sore. "It’s Dad! It’s Dad!" he shouted in his heart as he gathered his remaining strength. "SIR! SIR!!! WAIT FOR ME!!!" Lano shouted loudly, his voice almost hoarse. Laus narrowed his eyes in surprise as he saw his third child running very fast towards him with a panicked look on his face. "Oh, is that Lano?" said Laus, shielding his eyes with his hand. "Why is he running like that?" "Wait for your son first, Mr. Laus," said Ahmad, patting Laus on the shoulder several times. "It looks like he has something important to say. Let me get the cow first." "Okay, Mr. Ahmad. Sorry to trouble you," replied Laus.

Ahmad went into Daud’s yard to fetch the buffalo. Laus turned around and waited for his third child, who looked exhausted after running quickly towards him. The boy’s face was red, sweat pouring down his forehead. "Lano! Why are you running so fast?! What’s wrong?!" asked Laus with a worried look on his face. "Take a breath before you speak," said Laus, seeing his third child bend over to catch his breath. "Slow down, son. I’ll wait." "Hosh... hosh... Sir..." said Lano, still panting. "Yes, slowly. Sit down first," said Laus, guiding Lano to sit on the side of the road. After calming down and his breathing returned to normal, Lano recounted what he and his mother had heard from his baby sister about Mr. Daud’s buffalo going on a rampage and causing his father to have an accident. "Sir, Liona said... she said you’re in danger!" said Lano with teary eyes. "What? Liona said that?" asked Laus with a serious face. "Yes, sir! Liona said that Mr. Daud’s buffalo will go on a rampage! You have to be careful!" explained Lano quickly. If he hadn’t seen it himself last night, when his older sister Larti sneaked behind his house and all the traps caught her, Laus might have thought it was just a random guess that Liona had said to herself. But after confirming the truth with last night’s events, Laus could not underestimate his baby daughter’s ability to predict the future, so he trusted her completely. "Liona is never wrong..." Laus muttered to himself. "All right. I will be very careful when taking out Mr. Daud’s buffalo," said Laus, patting Lano’s shoulder several times to calm the boy down. "Thank you for telling me. You are a good boy." "You promise to be careful?" asked Lano, making sure. "I promise. I won’t go near the buffalo," replied Laus, stroking his son’s head. Just as he turned to enter Mr. Daud’s yard, suddenly there was a loud roar and a scream from behind the house. "LOOK OUT! LOOK OUT! THE BUFFALO IS RUNNING AMOK!" A buffalo ran fast with red eyes and foaming mouth, dragging Ahmad’s body with part of his shirt stuck on the buffalo’s horns. "HELP! HELP!" Ahmad screamed in pain. "Watch out! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" shouted Idris, one of the workers at Daud’s house, as he ran after the buffalo. Laus and Lano spontaneously jumped to the side of the road and fell hard into the bushes. Their bodies rolled several times. "Ouch!" shouted Lano.

"Are you okay?!" asked Laus as he hugged his child protectively. They could only watch in horror as Ahmad’s body was dragged by the raging buffalo at high speed. Blood began to soak the ground. "Oh God! Mr. Ahmad!" shouted Laus, his face pale. Led by Idris, ten of Daud’s men had surrounded the buffalo, which had suddenly gone mad and was rampaging, throwing ropes to tie it down. "Throw! Throw the rope!" "Hold on! Hold on tight!" "Pull! Pull with all your might!" Loud voices echoed as they tried to subdue the raging buffalo. After finally managing to subdue it with great difficulty, they cut Ahmad’s shirt with a knife and immediately took the 30-year-old man to the hospital because his right chest was deeply torn by the sharp horns of the buffalo, so he had to be taken to the hospital to be stitched up and treated. "Quick! Take him to the hospital! He’s losing a lot of blood!" "Car! Where’s the car?!" "Quick! His life is in danger!" Laus sat limply on the side of the road, watching Ahmad’s deep wound. His face was as pale as a corpse. "Oh God... Oh God..." he muttered, covering his face with both hands. If only Lano hadn’t come and stopped him to warn him, perhaps it would have been him lying unconscious in a pool of blood. "It should have been you... not Mr. Ahmad..." he whispered with a trembling voice. He felt lucky to have Liona, so as soon as he had the strength, he prostrated himself in gratitude to Allah for helping him avoid such a terrible accident. "Alhamdulillah... Alhamdulillah, Allah..." he said as he prostrated himself, tears streaming down his face. Due to the incident with the rampaging buffalo, the plan to plow Mr. Daud’s field was temporarily postponed until they could find a replacement buffalo to plow the field. During planting season like this, all farmers who owned buffaloes were certainly using their animals to plow their own fields, so it would take time until they finished working on their fields before they could be borrowed. With nothing else to do, Laus returned home with his third child so he could rest and calm down from the thrilling incident that had almost made his heart stop. "Let’s go home, Le. Father needs to rest," said Laus as he held Lano’s hand. "Yes, sir. Thank God you’re safe," replied Lano, clutching his father’s hand tightly. Meanwhile, at home, Lura could only wait for her baby to wake up to get news about her husband’s condition because as soon as Lano left, the baby girl fell back asleep, so she could only wait at home with a worried heart. Lura kept looking out the bedroom window that overlooked the backyard, hoping she could see her third child, who had been gone for almost ten minutes but had not yet returned. "It’s been so long... why isn’t he back yet..." she muttered, clutching her robe. "I hope Dad is okay," Lura whispered softly as she continued to pace back and forth. "My heart won’t be at ease until I hear from him. Oh God, please protect my husband..." Suddenly, she heard Liona’s voice in her head. "Dad is safe, but his friend was injured," said Liona in her heart. "Dad and your third brother are on their way home, so you don’t need to worry anymore." Hearing the lisping voice enter her ears, Lura knew that her baby had woken up, and she felt relieved when her one-day-old daughter told her that her husband was fine. "Thank God... thank God..." she whispered, patting her chest. However, what Liona said next made her body freeze in place. "What you should be worried about is the arrival of Mrs. Lona, the wife of Lorondo, who will be here soon to buy me," said Liona in an annoyed tone. "Because that evil woman has promised that her son Lono can have me after they pay a million rupiah!" "Huh, she thinks I can be bought with money," Liona grumbled angrily. "Selling me for a million rupiahs hurts my pride! I am a human being, not a commodity!" The more Liona saw her aunt Larti’s behavior, the more disgusted she became and wanted the evil woman to rot in prison longer. Before Lura’s shock had subsided, there was a loud knock on the door from outside. Knock knock knock! "Excuse me! Is anyone there?" came a woman’s voice from outside. "That must be Mrs. Lona, Lorondo’s wife," Lura muttered to herself, her face turning cold. "How dare she want to buy my child! What kind of commodity is my child that she can buy it as she pleases! How insolent!" Lura clutched her robe tightly, holding back the anger that was rising in her chest.