40 Days, Terror Pocong

prayer for Yusron

Mr. Tejo was looking for smart people to clean the place but no one could afford, finally he asked for help from an ustadz from the next village.

he arrived at a boarding school called Miftahul Jannah, which was owned by a famous ustad.

"assalamualaikum ustadz Faraz, I want to ask for help," Tejo said in tears.

"wa'alaikumussalam.i can only help, but all keep praying to God, what is it sir, calm down, le. please get a drink for this father," ustadz Faraz.

"Ingeh ustadz as old as you are" the young man replied.

"my ustadz father wanted help, I have made a big mistake by giving lime in the blood of a brother who died unnaturally, because he wanted him to avenge, he said, but now when it's over he can't go back to his nature and it scares my family every night" Mr Tejo said honestly.

"Astaghfirullah sir .. insyaallah later I will help, please say his name," said ustadz Faraz.

mr. Tejo hurried to write Yusron's name, ustadz Faraz began to close his eyes and Mr. Tejo could not believe what he saw.

the paper suddenly caught fire when Ustadz Faraz began to read dhikr.

ustadz Faraz is now in the same realm as the pocong yusron.

"assalamualaikum.. what makes you unable to return, is not such a thing can not prevent you from returning to your realm, because the longer you are in this mortal world, the more you are in this mortal world,it's going to be harder and harder to get away" said Ustadz Faraz.

"i cannot leave my wife, even though she is now my brother's wife, but I know she only married him because of my coercion" said a sad yusron figure.

"believe everything in God, you forget that love can come because you are used to being together" said Ustadz Faraz who began to pray for him.

slowly Yusron began to fade and disappear, he smiled and left.

ustadz Faraz opened his eyes, "Alhamdulillah..Tomorrow I will send some disciples to pray together, and please tell all the citizens to come along for the safety of all,"

"inggeh ustadz thank you" said Mr Tejo who immediately kissed the hand of ustadz Faraz.

even when Mr. Tejo wanted to give money for help, ustadz Faraz politely refused.

"it has been brought, or tomorrow the money can be made to buy food for the people who pray together" said Ustadz Faraz.

"thank you very much ustadz, I say goodbye first." said Mr. Tejo.

while in prison, a man does not think that now he must go to prison for helping and eliminating all evidence of crime.

yeah he just didn't want his sister to feel the bars, but now he's the one crouching there.

"ilapidated.... Everything has been destroyed" murmured juragan Hariyono.

without him thinking, he came to Yusron with clean white clothes.

"i know if it's a brother's affection, but your brother's fault is unenforceable, I'm sorry my boss was disappointed in you, and now enjoy your punishment," said the man who then left.

suddenly juragan Hariyono woke up from his sleep, he felt very guilty especially to Melati.

so he had his lawyer come to take care of something that might not be worth what she was going through.

sure enough, the next day all the villagers prepared to do a prayer together.

it turned out that Ustadz Faraz sent his son-in-law who would lead the prayer.

replaced by santri who often help in doing ruqyah, the residents pray for all those who have died.

after that they were also in the ruqyah en masse, of course the Cakra which did have invincible magic also moved.

he cleared some places and sealed all the evil beings who instantly stepped aside when he saw the man act.

elsewhere, Melati and Azam now live in a rented house near the foundation.

this afternoon the two just returned from the foundation, yes Azam is now studying and working at the place.

while watching Melati who is still following her mental recovery after trauma.

the woman felt strange because after the wedding, Azam had not touched her at all.

did the man lie about the matter he said that was not disgusted at him

Azam realized if there was something that makes jasmine look worried but like afraid to express.

"What's wrong, if you want to ask me, please just I will answer it," said Azam who is now sitting opposite his wife.

"excuse me mas, but after the turtle got married why you haven't touched me, you said if you're not disgusted at me, but why your attitude seems to say something else" said Melati confused.

"ah it turns out that, as long as you haven't got your period, I won't touch you, because I don't know if you're pregnant or not, and if you're not pregnant then I can touch you as much as an inner living for you, but for now please be satisfied with your birth income only, deck," said Azam.

"owh like that, I'm sorry mas, because I think no-no," said Melati who went straight to the kitchen.

Azam sighed, at least the woman understood now, and would not ask for it for a while.

while reading some religious books suddenly Azam got a call from the head of the foundation who wanted to be delivered to the city.

he said yes, and this pitted his wife to say goodbye, "dad, I have a little job, I have to take the chairman of the foundation to the city, you are at home well huh, and if you're afraid of being alone, you can go to the foundation so there's a meeting,"

"iya mas take it easy, I'll be fine" replied Melati who made sure her husband was not worried.

Azam set off for the foundation, and as the car passed through the rented house, Azam honked to say goodbye to his wife.

jasmine immediately locked the door tightly, then she went into the kitchen to start peeling the young pineapple she had picked up yesterday from the foundation garden.

because she didn't want to conceive the child of those bastards who had abused her badly.

it was only three months and he did not want his menstruation to come again, so he immediately ate the young pineapple as much as one whole fruit.

and also drank the herbal medicine mentruasan, after which he chose to sit and wait.

because her lower abdomen was suddenly very sick, but she held it because she did not want to have children from rape cases that would even tarnish the good name of her husband who was willing to marry his sister's widow.