Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)

Chapter 2: The Foolish Wawa, the Soft

The invisible creatures that came and flew around the two of them. The creatures formed a defensive fort because they did not allow the two of them to leave the park. Najwa continued to recite the holy verse of the Quran from the heart while reaching for the prayer beads that were always stored in his jacket pocket.

The teenager began the process of expulsion of supernatural beings who wanted to provoke the emotions of his heart to obey the soft nation. All because of the blood flowing in his body mixed into one with the rest of the pomegranate red stone energy belonging to Prince Lucifer.

He only remembers the message from Abi to always be closer to Allah SWT and ask for protection only to the Creator. Therefore, Abi Azzam specifically teaches techniques to eradicate supernatural beings so as not to disturb humans.

Likewise with the reason to continue school in his hometown. Every action always has an explanation and a reason, even if only he knows. Mother, Abi, Grandpa, let alone Emir. They still did not understand the purpose behind his stubbornness.

The tasbih granules emitted a golden yellow light. Where the light could only be seen on the supernatural beings that instantly dispersed themselves like a child afraid of getting punishment was more than just a spark of soul destruction rays.

Release the brother's hand, then check the boy's pulse carefully. "Thank God you're safe, De. We better go home now. Come on!"

"Because!" Emir held back his brother's movement that seemed to rush something, he realized that more and more strange things that distanced their brotherly ties. "Does brother not love Emir anymore? Why do you still think of me as a child? Look, our height isn't much different."

The delivery with subtle innuendo by the Emir is like a pinch in the hand that jolts his consciousness. Honestly, if you can choose to be able to play with friends, talk this all the time that can be spent. It's just that fate says something else. She is not a girl with a normal life.

Since childhood always get strange whispers. Sometimes to close the eyes alone must read short messages up to ten letters, even more. Especially when the night of his birthday, mystical disturbances are increasingly uncontrollable.

His life is because of a body that has a soul. The trials that had been fate began to be diverted when the Emir was present among their families. His sister, who was born on the night of the full moon, just as the fast of Ramadan had entered the fifteenth day. From then on, the whisperings of the occult began to diminish even rarely.

"We go home first. Tonight, I'm going to talk about an important matter with Abi and Mommy." Najwa insisted he did not want to discuss what he was going through, making the Emir's younger brother have to control his heart to stay calm.

Humans sometimes forget the past, but those who are left behind still remember every memory that begins to evaporate. A piece of old paper became his battle companion. I don't know how long I've lived in my house without seeing the outside world. His heart can no longer be healed.

"I miss you," He hugged the worn-out paper that was a piece of an old photograph, "After so long I have finally found a way to open the secret door, but pure holy blood is still blum detected. Where is he who is in his body mixed three streams of energy from two different realms."

This time it is not just about love because the heart is already broken. Then all that is left is the unanimous determination to get the last wish of living as a human being so short. It would be easier to call it obsession and desire.

That desire, not only about the hot scene in bed because the other word is lust. Anger is also part of napsu, as well as the desire of humans who are too put forward the word must. When humans are excited, of course it is very good just not with passion without limits.

"Not human, not soft. Your behavior is the same," His fingers swung to play the captives who were now screaming for forgiveness, "Can't you knock on the door? I know you guys are demons, but learning a little polite can't be?"

Strange as the man's request. Magical beings are used to coming and going as they please. No need for windows, let alone doors, they could all break through the boundaries of space and time. So how do you learn manners? If a new human makes sense.

The creatures continued to thrash, but the illusory noose with a black rope shining purplish was getting tied up tighter. The shrill groaning sounds were getting more and more sinister. Strangely enough the man smiled, "He should have come to set you free, hmm. Aren't you guys soft people?"

Questions and ambiguous statements. Who is he meant to be? It is possible that the figure is reluctant to return. Even so, he will not give up until he can fulfill the desires of his deepest heart. It doesn't matter if you have to reunite the two worlds with all the risks. Everything has to be done.

However, that stubbornness was only a speck of the decision he was concerned about. Destiny has decided the two worlds apart since a few years ago and now all is well without any complicated problems to drag many lives to fight life and death.

Every road there will be a crossing. It is the duty of man to make his own choices, to try to achieve the goals that God has outlined. But humans love complexity. When questioning the life they have, then without cause blame the Creator.

Not only that, humans more often dominate their own thinking to forget the point of view of others. Sometimes reality A, but it becomes complicated because it does not want to understand and draw conclusions after investigating. Get used to judging first, just finding out.

Back again to the soft men who enjoy the torment of the snares of the soul. Each passing second continued to tighten the trap until it slowly sucked the negative energy of the lost souls. The screams of pain released the last entity of their last sign of existence until it turned into a meaningless dust grain.

"My queen is mine alone. It's sad, but when are you going to hide from me? Should I exterminate your people without rules? If time does not turn stubbornly between us, then be prepared for a heart war that brings shocks in both realms." he said while removing the powerful energy he had not used for years.

Leaving the sorrow of the heart of love that does not come. Najwa and Emir had just arrived in front of their family's main house, but the arrival of the santri children immediately ran in droves to them with a small request to play together. As usual the Emir will immediately respond, while Najwa chooses to enter to change clothes.

The sound of child laughter rang out to fill the courtyard of the house, making Najwa rush into the house. Time shows at one o'clock in the afternoon, it means Abi is still in the cottage teaching tafsir, Mother is busy in the kitchen preparing lunch for their small family.

His footsteps halted when he reached the door of the room decorated with a panda doll, "Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim," At the turn of the knob, then pushed forward to be greeted as breezy as the wind delivered the scent of jasmine flowers are so strong.

His heart had remained with confidence without a doubt, even though the heartbeat raced so fast that it was heard without the use of a heart rate detection device. Step by step entering the room while releasing the doorknob and do not forget to close it as Abi taught because she was a woman who had to keep the aurat.

How are you, Humaira? How long have you ignored my existence? Is everything that happened still not enough? Trust me.~ the sound of echo filled the entire room, more precisely only Najwa could hear each of his words.