Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Imram And Arul And My Solid Team
Chapter 43. Come here, Son, Your Face is Luminous.



Amira again lies down after cleaning the house, Fatih's son has also been picked up from school, and has gone to play again.


Amira remembers the first time her sister Surya took her to the city she wanted to build a company, cooperation with my uncle's partner, who was also the boss of my other brother, his sister Surya, named Yudi, and his brother, Surya, My sister number four, my sister Surya my fifth sister, I am the eldest of six brothers.


Two younger sisters and three younger brothers who are Alhamdulillah are much more established than me, but love me very much as her brother.


Amira remembers that day Wednesday, Amira went to the market.


Amira went into the market, suddenly there was a father wearing Muslim clothes reprimanding him, he sold massage oil and some herbal medicine.


She said


"Come, son, your face is radiant, there's a place you want to go and that's where your life is going."


I started to get close, too.


He said again, It is time you accepted your life purpose to be born into this world.


Please also treat your Husband, for five years there is a genie residing in his body, who is assigned to make you separate from your Husband, because there is a man who likes you.


If you don't treat him, he'll go crazy because if Jin is united with his bones, it'll be hard to heal.


The genie also instead of entering the bodies of your children, so that they also hate you very much.so one angry, then angry everyone.


I also remember my husband, was always angry, even though trivial problems, and always wanted to separate from me.


My husband always yelled and scolded me with explosive anger, even saying he didn't like me very much anymore. I often cry for him, but I always try to maintain my household, even though it is almost stressful just always fight, even if only trivial.


Even my son Patih hates me so much, even my son Aryan is sometimes very upset with me. I feel like sometimes I want to throw myself out of my family's life, I'm tired of holding on patiently, I'm tired of crying.


My son Patih, who always prayed for me to go to hell, said I was a demon and even told his father to kill me, even had his father marry again, scatter my clothes in the closet, scatter furniture and all the dishes, he said, the glass and whatever on the shelf he was scattering on the floor, even deliberately making his feet full of mud, looking at me hatefully flapping his legs and then tares up in front of me with burning eyes, and if I wanted to pinch her because I was already so depressed, my husband yelled at me loudly.


Pointing at me like a thief and the most disgusting person in the world.


I was very depressed, I also confided with my son Aryan, who used to be my confiding friend, he was annoyed with me and did not bully me, just looking at me annoyed.


I really felt useless, and could no longer live among my family.


But I've always been patient, for these five years, I've had great sadness for a long time. A very loyal and loving woman faces the severe trials of her own family.


The father said, donate money according to your age, and bring it to the mosque or whatever for your age dowry, Because it is time you accept your duty to be born into this world.


This is a green amulet, and these are the only seven made in the world, so that people will buy anything that will not be sold, to help you in the area that you will come to.


I also remembered that there was a ring on me, with Allahu's lapadz on the stone, with Arabic script.


I remember my brother Surya stole it, he said he was carrying the ring, and he was riding a motorcycle, at high speed but the tires went into a big hole, he said, resulting in his motorbike fell down and even slammed back into the asphalt three times.


But Surya was surprised, the motor did not scuff, and his skin was not scratched in the slightest.


But he got up and took the bike back which was already on the asphalt, someone looked at him gawking, could not believe my brother could be okay, while he looked at the bike, he looked at it, turning over how many times, not entering his mind as an ordinary human, Surya did not care even though he was surprised and soon passed away.


The next night Surya was very curious and brought the ring to the psychic, even the psychic asked my sister's address, but my sister wouldn't tell. He Khan likes to steal my antiques, which always comes as I ask, there is always someone to give. There have been some keris, but it was lost in my sister Surya and he said stolen his friend. I never scolded my sister, 'cause I didn't really believe in the sacred stuff that I liked a lot.


The psychic said, to my sister Surya.


"With you know the usefulness of this ring, in this ring many guardians sacrifice. There are 99 uses on this earth, no ring is as good as this ring. Surya is also increasingly ambitious to have it.


But baby, my sister Surya always disturbed her sleep, with a lot of footsteps if she was sleeping. Even every night dreaming is above the sky, above the clouds and there is a small mushala, which many people sacrifice white wearing long white robe while praying together, their beards are very long.


Seriate.