Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)

Chapter 26: TERROR PRAYERS ISYA

Rough rambling spells that glide shake comatose lips. "Remember the crew sing calm, gawe lara penetrated the mind sing the most jero. Nggowo asmane ancestral kang duwe getih pith cemani."

The mastermind dipped the bundle of shroud into the coconut shell containing the blood of cemani chickens. The mantra continued again while putting the bundle on the coals, then sprinkled with seven flowers that are withered flowers from the top of the grave.

The ritual of revenge was still going on until a puff of black smoke shot away from his residence. The power-cracking magic he had sent as a mouthful. The mastermind was still unaware that his opponent was not a snot boy. Where Abil who had a bad premonition deliberately gathered everyone in the worship room.

Gratitude is immeasurable when the voice of Adhan isya reverberated from the mosque of the boarding school. This time, congregational prayers are done together even though they cannot get out of the house. This is done for the safety of everyone because whatever will happen no other party should enter and be involved.

A sweet voice began to fill the prayer room. Abil became a priest with the knowledge of all his family members. The recitation of the letter of Al-Fatihah was solemn with the confidence of surrendering itself in the protection of the Supreme One.

The sound of aamiin in the other do'a, suddenly the whirring of the wind began to infiltrate making the feathers crouch. Mukena's lambaian fluttering following the direction of the gentle peerless gust. The display on the wall was adrift as if there was an impromptu miss. All of this becomes a temptation of faith.

None were swayed because of the terror they felt. Where giggling sounds filled the worship room changed sweet calls with no form that could be described. The constant humming of the do'a soaks the lips touching the hope of returning to the Creator. The four rakaat prayers are increasingly tense ...

The open inner eyes made Najwa see things beyond reason. A rolling head played in plain sight, a hand clawing at a wall produced a terrifying sound. Even so, he still focused on completing his prayer until the sound of greetings was heard followed by everyone.

Suddenly the lights went out. Suddenly the room became pitch black, making the heart unsettled. "Bismilahirrahmanirrahim ...,"

Abil's voice reverberated but this time, a special do'a was deliberately offered to neutralize the condition of his house. Five seconds passed until the lights came back on. Najwa circulated an eye around where Mother, Mother Diana and Emir were still sitting at the original place, but where did the uncle go?

That young man disappeared somewhere. Whereas the worship room only has one exit which is the entrance as well. So what happens when the lights go out? I want to find out, but my family needs it too. Among the four of them, only he was one who could make a defense shield so as not to be disturbed by astral beings.

Diana let go of the mukena, she intended to take a drink for everyone. However, Najwa immediately blocked his hand while shaking his head. The princess' gaze explained that they were safe if they remained in the worship room. Not wanting to increase the burden, then he sat back together with the others.

"Mother, allow Najwa to help uncle" said the girl with an unconstrained heart to remain silent like an incapable person. He knew, wherever his uncle was. Must be fighting to save everyone's life, then he himself?

When destined to be an ordinary human being without having advantages. Guilt and wanting to help would not be as great as this moment because he remembered who he was. It did hurt when many people called her the devil's daughter. But he realized that the power of the prince was indeed in his body.

What was the point of having the red gemstone of the magical realm lord? When his hands and feet were shackled by the rules of the house and the promise to his parents. The current situation cannot be left even when remembering the head rolling during prayer. One thing is certain that the bully is not just anyone.

Bella did not understand the request of the princess because the girl is not Azzam who can do ruqyah and also take care of herself when fighting invisible creatures. Of course, it cannot be allowed to go, let alone the belief of the heart is still firmly convinced that the younger brother is able to solve the case this time.

The head of Najwa was wiped so that the girl would release the guilt that emanated from the bead look in her eyes. "Son, your uncle is not a random young man. Let's help him with prayer from here. Believe that everything that God has destined has cause and effect that we cannot debate."

Pupus had been Najwa's hope for the rejection by the Mother, which was done, but he understood because the woman who had given birth to him was only worried about the safety of all of them and did not want to add problems to his only sister in solving the terror of invisible beings.

While out there, Abil manages to capture a painting that flies away from his residence. Lips incessantly chant the holy verse of the Quran, stared at the scene painting that continues to tremble want to break free. He did not believe in the powerful energy that kept rebelling and stored in every scrap of oil paint.

This painting is like Abil said in Gala's office. Does that mean, Gala knows about the origin of this painting? Astaghfirullah, I have to take care of this matter immediately, but who would want to harm my family? ~batin Abil tries to digest all events that happen in a row.

The young man immediately wrapped the painting in a black cloth that had been recited by prayer, then tied with a rattan rope taken from a whip rope. "Gala, wait for my arrival! If you want to play with my feelings and thoughts, I'm sorry that I'm not that weak. Here there are families that can be a life bet. Then don't change my mind to be a good person."

The terror of praying is over, making the young man go back inside the house. It's just that his footsteps were stumbling along the path to the main house door. The rest of the energy he was trying to maintain embraced consciousness to keep fighting. "O Allah, may my premonition be nothing but untruth."