Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)
Chapter 3: Lunch
Fear no longer persists, he only entrusts himself to God through the chanting of prayers in his heart. Belief in otherworldly beings, does not make him fall into a trap. Every piece of advice Abi gives will be a shield to stay in the real world.
The sound of persuasion continues to tease endlessly, until the flow of water touching wudu wet the hands. At that time everything returned to normal, Najwa was accustomed to doing the same activities every time he entered the room and that was just to keep away from invisible distractions. The girl could only try her best to take care of herself without burdening others.
"Thank God, he's gone. The smell of jasmine had also gone," she said thankfully as she took a towel to wipe her hands and feet, then walked away from the bathroom, then rushed to change her more relaxed and comfortable clothes.
While in the kitchen, a woman sat pensively staring out the window. The diffuse aroma of cooking did not even distract him. Somehow the heart felt filled with anxiety with a heartbeat that raced so fast. The fear that came back.
The gripping feeling of living in the vast world, but it turns out only to be able to enjoy the prison of life because of supernatural beings. That sense seems to say the danger is getting closer, just that the husband always tries to avoid sensitive discussions about the past.
The sense of uneasiness further ignites the memory of time that has passed until the touch of the hand feels grasping his right shoulder. "Laughter, are you home, son?"
"Yes, Mother. Why daydream, later Abi see can sulk." replied Najwa mocked the Mother who replied with a sweet smile.
An adorable cute face descends from her. Every time he saw Najwa, he felt like he was looking at her. Twins are identical except the eye color that follows Azzam's. The veil that used to cover the face is only revealed every time it is in the house.
"It can be you, son. By the way, what is your school? Everything's good and safe, right?" bella asked looking closely at her son who looked cheerful as usual.
But that question is often questioned. Moreover, the word *aman* becomes a doubt that he can feel from the beloved Mother. As usual, just a smile with a nod of the head is the answer. It can't be more, especially less.
Bella raises her arms against the cheeks of the girl who is now a teenager. Najwa is not like her who has a curious soul so high, then the fear as a mother can be minimized. Honestly, he once thought, how did his mother feel?
Where as a mother who always succumbed in front of a stubborn daughter with curiosity that resulted in family disaster. Must be more anxious and worried than the feeling he was feeling right now. After all this time, the shadow of the past is reluctant to leave. One belief he believed was all over.
Now her life is back to normal and she has a small family that loves each other. Each prostration inserts a prayer to be spared and kept away from all distress. Gratitude never fades because after all the torment that kept him from everything. God gave a better replacement.
Unknowingly Bella daydreams in front of Najwa, making the teenager kiss her cheek to return to the real world. "Safe under control, Mother. Here let the sister who prepared the food to the dining table. The Emir is still playing with the children, so Mother only calls."
"Thank you, Son. Mother ahead first," said Bella with footsteps to leave her place, while Najwa was busy chanting a short suratan that will become a greeting later tonight.
Even though he has recited the Quran. Abi always repeats from the beginning until every letter becomes an understanding and provision of life. Emir included, as the two were not distinguished. Although like that, still have to study with boarding school children who are the same age according to their respective classes. Therefore, it has a fairly solid daily activities.
Like the initial agreement, where the marriage of Azzam ended the leadership of the father and handed over the responsibility of the boarding school to the successor who was ready in a birth and inner. Especially after the two grandchildren are getting older and have a busy life so time consuming. As parents, they begin to feel lost together.
"Mas, what side dish do you want?" bella asked without turning her head towards Azzam, while the one asked was still focused on the black shadows that lurked their home. "Mas Azzam darling!"
"Mother, just love Abi huh? How can I not be called too." chirped Emir with a ringing restraint, he knew Abinya was busy with other things until forced to nudge the father's leg with a light kick, he knew Abinya was busy with other things until forced to nudge the father's leg with a light kick, but even in reply without cue.
The husband and son looked to protect each other. As a wife and mother, she understands the difference between the changing atmosphere and emotions of loved ones in her life. Sure enough, Azzam still dhikr with prayer beads in the right hand did not stop moving. A breeze of the wind broke through sending out no man's message.
"Laughter, help your Abi!" bella's orders want everything done soon.
The teenager did not wait for the order twice, slowly inhaling the air around so deeply as to close his eyes. The focus of the mind began to divert sharpen the sixth sense along with the prayer that he offered without stopping. The gaze of the inner eye welcomes the arrival of dark shadows like cloudy clouds before the storm comes crashing.
Focusing more and more until a glimpse of red light struck like lightning in the middle of the total darkness of the full moon. "Abi, is that them?"
Be patient, we can only fortify ourselves. Come outside! Open your eyes, son. At this time your body is still not ready, trust Abi to dispel them. ~reply said Azzam, heart of Azzam, he did not want the princess to be hit by a flash of revenge from the original creatures who want to destroy their families.
The body is forced to regain consciousness. His eyes were still fixed on the memory he had just obtained. Cold sweat floods the body, making Bella panic to ask the Emir to take eucalyptus oil. A lunch that turns tense leaves excessive fear.
An hour later, Azzam came to his daughter's bedroom, accompanied by Bella. After an unpleasant incident at the dinner table, the teenager was forced to rest because of a sudden high fever. Cute face, but life tests the harshness of the dimensional difference of space and time.
"Alhamdulillah the fever has gone down," Azzam was grateful because the negative aura had left the body of Najwa who was not ready to get an attack. "De, eat first! Emir is waiting for you, don't let our son starve and Wawa let me take care."
"I'll come, but Mas Azzam has to explain what really happened to me. Do not avoid questions that can make a curious Bella back again. Assalamu'alaikum, Mas." Bella leaves the room with a statement that can not be disturbed anymore.
How does he explain? When inadvertently past lives come back to take away rights that belong to another world. All this time thinking everything was fine until a dream came to signal the future of his family. One reason is enough to protect every beloved member who is the color of his life.
"Abi, does Mother not know if my heart has half of His red gemstone?" najwa asked, turning Azzam's attention to look at the empty wall in front of his eyes.
