CREATIONS

Through Dreams

Reversing the body to enter because for a while the azan will reverberate, 3 foot steps stepped. the lost voice was again heard and turned back toward the sound clearly heard towards the mango tree staring and looking at what bird made me willingly curious to make him.

In a matter of 4 seconds this bird flew .leaving the stalk of a mango tree and I saw it but can not see clearly what kind of bird it is, it does not matter that it is clear that the sound is very beautiful.

Looking up, the ceiling is all yellow Not as usual this phenomenon is a new thing I experienced, do not want to waste looking at it for a few minutes to enjoy the power of God.

From outside the window of the house, I saw my mother waving her staircase giving ‘he seems to be calling and then rushing closer faster to know what her mother is doing. once in front of him returned with a smile but he gave a look of fear while being made strange to ask to know what makes him like that.

'‘What's mom.... Why panic gini?", asked Junior with his mother's weird expression.

"Gapain you're out", asked his mother with a sharp face.

"Come on ma'am..out there the ceiling is very beautiful yellow, this monument is rare we have to enjoy, ma'am.

"What do you say. ", his mother stopped talking for a moment.

"Remember this message of your mother, for tomorrow you should never go out of the house, see the yellow sky!.", threatened her mother to Junior.

"Indeed why ma'am?.. it's beautiful right ma'am", replied Junior with a smile.

"No Junior is dangerous, according to the hereditary story it will be a disaster, both sick and someone died", his mother spoke rather scared.

"Ah mother... still believe superstitious", with Junior's joking face.

"You're right or not you better avoid. Knowing you.", Junior showed me one finger.

"Okay, Junior understands. Oh yes ma'am, I heard the sound of a beautiful bird once but the bird distance starling ghost omen hihihi.", his face scared his mother.

"How rich is his voice?", his mother looked and listened to the perpetrators of his son.

"His voice was so wikwikwik" Junior showed the bird's voice.

"Juniooooooor...it's a bad omen.".", slag his mother.

"Why ma'am...?", Junior gawked with a face of astonishment.

"That's a sign that all around us are going to die" her mother's face panicked.

"Jeez Junior doesn't know ma'am..if it's like that", junior spoke stifled.

"Yaudah .. do nothing if you don't know, now you know. Oh yes. You bathe there already azan maghrib tuh", tell his mother.

"Well ma'am", Junior replied with a smile.

Pantes aja atmosphere this afternoon is so mystical, ah I was too carried away", in a chatu talk.

Putting both feet together, right next to the mother who was teaching how to chant the holy verse of the Quran beautifully, I just listened to her.

Saaqallahul adzim raved about reading the Koran and gave a few short tausiyah pieces of advice to me to be a filial and useful child for nusa and the nation..

"Hay junior is late at 9 o'clock, yaudah we sleep", his mother invites him to sleep.

Lying beside sleep accompanied, not how long he had been asleep, I looked at him as I said in my heart

''Ma'am, someday I will give you a more decent place even all the people will be disinclined and respectful of your son", Junior spoke inwardly.

With a habit before closing his eyes he then touched his mother's ears several times until finally he closed both eyes.

While enjoying his dream.

''Juniors... Junior", there are voices preying on many times.

There are those who call his name many times who is gangan but the sura is very familiar, seems to know him.

"Junior... Juniors.. Junior, hurry here.. Daddy call you. Come on quick", the voice called him back.

Then he woke up to the call the man was indeed again, it seemed from the direction of the window he also approached and saw from inside the atmosphere outside... there was a person dressed in all white standing while waving his hands as he did.

I pushed the door lock to open it walking with small legs approaching a bit hesitant but still calm, to approach a few steps before the man he just realized it was his father who was indeed.

"Open the father is still in the city and already home, if you go home why not just go outside, unlike usual he wears all-white shining clothes, his face why is so putty as in the dress up in a sacred event", in Junior's mind in heart said.

"Father did not go into the house. Mother was asleep sir.." shouted Alex his father Junior.

"Let your mother rest you won't bother. Also, the father is different" said his father.

"Different what he means Junior increasingly do not understand.", Junior astonished.

"Later you will know.I just tell your mother to be a successful child so that those who insult your family, hurt you will know the consequences. Prove to them that Junior is now coming back and that you are already the one to fear. Are you able to grant this father's request", asked his father while giving his trust.

"Sure Junior will succeed according to what you want. And those who underestimate one eye will be silenced", Junior replied confidently.

"Good, you are a father" his father smiled and kissed his son's forehead.

"No Junior, we are different" Junior pulled his father's hand into the house, but his father refused.

"Junior increasingly do not understand, from the father said it was different, it was different what differentiates it sir", asked Junior who was confused.

On his father's face, Junior looked at his face dripping with red water and asked

"Mr why?", asked Junior in tears.

Crying blood, he was silent. From his ears flowed blood water up to his neck and shed blood dripping on his body.

Seeing what happened to his father...Junior was scared.

"What's going on sir?", asked Junior, turning increasingly fearful.

His father smiled from his teeth bleeding and he laughed.

"Hahahaha", I laughed louder and louder.

Junior was getting confused about his father's fear

"Hahahahahahah.

"Please.......!!!!", cried Junior with fear.

"What's Junior, '' asked his mother.

His mother who was beside waking up his son, who was dreaming and screaming calling his father, he finally woke up to see his mother was already in front of him.

"why do you want to." asked the mother who laughed at her son.

"Junior had a dream to meet father, father has come home from Jakarta berpaki all-white clothes, the stairs I hold mom very high eyed very stiff eyes. But it's strange that he always speaks again he said, we are different. He always said that. And for a moment his whole body was bleeding and he laughed. Until finally I woke up", Junior told me with teroma expression.

"Astagfirullah Junior you're having a nightmare. So you before going to bed do not forget to pray", said his mother with a smile.

"Oh yes, Junior forgot. It was a dream omen what mom.", ask her mother.

"That's a sign that you haven't prayed. Yes, we continue to sleep at night", his mother while reassuring.

(The two continued to sleep)

"Astagfirullahallazim may it be just an ordinary dream not a bad omen", his mother spoke inwardly.

From the direction of the window, the curtain moved, then the sound was again

"Junior...Junior.junior", the voice called again.

He was asleep, looking at the window.His eyes looked at the window with fear, he forced his eyes to close.