Destiny Different Dimensions
Spells
Days pass.
This morning Agnia received very heartbreaking bad news. The mother who had been fighting for a month more finally gave up. He could not survive and died. Leaving Agnia alone for a long time.
Agnia hysterical. Hospital officials were forced to secure her from leaving the room as the little girl kept shouting to disturb the comfort of the other patients.
"Mother, why did you leave Nia alone" Nia's cry sounded so bitter.
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The mound of red soil bears witness to the buried spirit of Agnia's life. The funeral procession of the mother has been completed, the mourners have said goodbye leaving Agnia one by one.
"Nia, come back, you can't stay here" Vivi the friend persuaded Agnia who was still crying hugging the mother's belly button.
"No way, I want to take care of mom, pity mom alone here" the hoarse voice of the rest of Nia's cry was heard clearly.
"Oh Nia, don't be like this, auntie must be sad to see you like this" Mila tried to convince this time.
Agnia finally collapses, Vivi and Mila deliver Agnia home. The girl was lucky to have a reliable friend.
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A week after the departure of the mother facing the Divine. Agnia was still confined to her room. He really is very hard to accept reality.
Agnia chose to tidy up the goods she brought from the hospital, from yesterday she had not had time to clean up.
When opening the bag containing the mother's clothes, Agnia's tears returned. He smelled the clothes as if letting go of a deep longing.
The most items found are books, yes this book that accompanies Nia's day for one month more to keep the mother in the hospital.
A small black book again caught Agnia's attention. He remembered the book again.
"If you have a desire, read this article by preparing a cup of favorite drink" Agnia repeated the sentence.
"There's nothing to lose trying" Agnia felt that she was eager to do what was written in the book.
Agnia opened the room door and walked towards the kitchen to make her favorite cup of warm chamomile tea.
Mba Asih, ART at Nia's house was happy because she thought that the girl had been able to conquer her sadness.
"Neng Nia wants to be mated what? let Mba Asih aja make" mba Asih offer themselves.
"Nia wants to make chamomile tea mba, alone, Nia is normal, said Nia's mother can not be spoiled" Agnia again sad.
"Neng must remain the spirit yes, the mother in heaven there will certainly be sad if neng Nia continues to be sad like this" Asih advised.
Agnia just kept quiet while continuing to stir her tea.
"Instead, Nia went to the room again huh" Agnia said goodbye and immediately passed back to her room.
Arriving at the room, Agnia placed the glass containing her favorite tea on her study table, and took the black-coated book. Agnia began to memorize the mantra she read.
Agnia repeated the spell three times, she did not feel any difference, nothing strange happened.
"Bas stupid, I could follow that obscure book" Agnia cursed herself.
Immediately Agnia threw the book on the floor and stepped towards her favorite tea. He wanted to sip the tea to get some peace.
"Well, is it empty?" Agnia astonishment.
The glass containing the tea that was full was now empty. Agnia turned the glass back but it was true that there was no contents at all, Agnia also made sure that there were no drops scattered as a sign that the glass was leaking. The girl was confused.
