Love Wounded By Jin Disruption And Magic

Chapters 12. You're Just Mine Alina.

Bagaskara ngosan out of the thickets of the place where he and the Maharani had time to make a woo. After that both of them attacked each other with the knowledge of mercy that they have practiced so as to drag them both drowning in filth and adultery.

"Thank God, I can finally get out of this forest!" said Bagaskara who still remembers the words of praise and gratitude that he had once learned in his school. As depraved as Bagaskara he still believes that God exists, but because of the weak heresy of his faith now he must be entangled in a circle of shaitan that seems to lead him in the misguided torment of his soul, the world is imprisoned in the hereafter if it does not cease to do dzolim and associate God with his charity, then all his practices will be rejected and in vain in the view of the teachings of Islam if indeed there is no intention to repent to His Lord.

Tap ... tap .. tap, Bagaskara steps down the highway, he turns left and right. The cold air seemed to permeate his pores and blood flow.

"The weather tonight is so cold, it's just like it's piercing my skin." Bagaskara continued to set foot towards his residence on the way he met the local village people who were passing by.

"Eh, where did Mr Ustadz come from? why wasn't it visible in the mosque?" greet someone named Yadi.

"Oh, sorry there was an important activity that could not be left behind! so that requires me to pray at home only!" timpal Bagaskara hid his depravity.

"Isn't prayer in the mosque obligatory, Mr. Ustadz for men, if it's good to leave it for women?" timpal Yadi made Bagaskara feel stuck.

"Yes, you're right. But, even truer must continue to pray wherever we are as close as possible, which is wrong if we are reluctant to pray!" timpal Bagaskara defended himself. Al Yadi's results are still awwam about the science of religion was magut-magut listening to the words of Bagaskara.

"Aaummm .. aaummm .. aaummm," the sound of the dog vacancy echoed following the footsteps of Bagaskara Ardhana Putra.

"Shit me goosebumps, Mr Ustadz? where is the night of Friday Kliwon anyway," said a resident named Yadi.

"No, it's ordinary. Whether it's Friday night Kliwon or any other night is the same, it makes no difference. It's just our feelings that might feel weird!" bagaskara said, as if nothing had happened.

Bagaskara who is accustomed to the mystical aura looks so relaxed, because it has become his ritual every Friday night to meditate in his room practicing sciences that are contrary to the relics of his late father Arya Arnenda.

In the family lineage Bagaskara Ardhana Son he held the power and legacy of his late father. His brother and sister are not interested in adhering to the black school, they prefer to live a normal life rather than adhering to knowledge that they think is very contrary to the shari'at.

"Then I enter the house first, let's stop by Mr. Ustadz!" said Mas Yadi offered himself, even though his body felt goosebumps hearing the howl of a dog that was downright as if seeing bad things around him.

"Next time, my. I'm in a hurry, Mama Laras has been waiting at home," said Bagaskara look polite to make residents named Mas Yadi flattered on him.

"Maa shaa Allah, Mr. Ustadz is really a pious child, very devoted to parents" said Mas Yadi with flattery Bagaskara. To make Bagaskara feel proud, because he really likes compliments.

"Thank you, a child should be devoted to his parents." Bagaskara speaks as well as possible, so that people assume that he is the most authoritative person in the view of all surrounding communities.

Bagaskara also accelerated his steps towards his home, he was about to see Alina who was originally hungry whether she was conscious.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Bagaskara as if acting like a sholih youth.

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi, enter Nak!" mama Laras said with a massage on the head of Alina who grimaced in pain, after waking up from her stupor.

"I where?" alina asked like a dazed person.

"You're at Aunt Baras, son. What the hell happened to you?" said Mama Laras full of question marks on Alina, while glancing towards Bagaskara. Mama Laras felt something was wrong with her son.

Alina twitched her head and recalled what had happened before she was unconscious.

"Mas Bagas, are you okay? wasn't she grimacing in pain? Alina also saw Mas's eyes glow red like a possessed person?" tymbal Alina without filter. Making Bagaskara was overcome with nervousness, because his mother had been staring at him with an intimidating look.

"You're looking at Alina wrong, Mas's fine. Maybe you're just dreaming, just grab a drink for you! looks like you just woke up from your dream" Bagaskara circus walked into the kitchen.

Bagaskara also took a glass of water, read the spells in the drink so that Alina forgot about the incident that happened to her just now.

"I'm sorry Mas Alina, you have to forget everything that happened. I don't want you to keep remembering." Bagaskara immediately walked to the living room with a glass of water that had been recited spells to make Alina forget all the mystical things she had seen before.

"Here drink the water first, let it be calmer!" bagaskara said by guiding Alina to immediately drink the water.

Alina immediately drank the water, "Drink until Alina runs out! after this Mas will take you home, you will definitely fall asleep and forget all your problems!" bathin Bagaskara with his sneaky grin.

Alina felt calmer, her worry was instantly gone. His mind felt empty.

"Tante Laras, Mas Bagas. Alina wants to go home" said Alina staggering to get up from the sofa chair.

"Are you okay, son? what exactly is going on? tell me about Auntie!" said Aunt Laras with a thousand questions thrown in her mind.

"Alina it's okay Auntie. Just a little dizzy, Alina fell asleep. It might be true said Mas Bagas, Alina was just dreaming." Alina felt between nothing and nothing, her body and mind drifting. He was in a dreamland.

Bagaskara, who realized that the study he was exhaled slowly had penetrated Alina's body, he immediately wanted to bring Alina home.

"We go home first, okay? worried about Aunt Chintya and about Farel looking for you! you need to rest, it's night!" bagaskara said by leading Alina to immediately get up from her seat.

While Mama Laras stared question marks at her son as well as Alina.

"What exactly happened? why is Bagaskara hiding something? don't let Bagaskara do anything unnatural to Alina. I was worried that my son would embrace his father's black magic. I don't want my son to make the wrong move. I want him to live a normal life, he has been educated in an Islamic school, lest he stray from the path of truth!" bathin Mama Laras by staring at the back of her son and also Alina who had left her residence.

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Bagaskara led Alina to the front of the house, "You rest first huh? Go home first, do not mess around and do not chat or phone with other men. Remember, you belong to me only Alina!" bagaskara said with a meaningful gaze, implying that Alina was only hers.

"God willing, Mom!" alina said with a sad look, because it was still under the influence of the study that was exhaled by Bagaskara through the water he drank.

Bagaskara immediately left Alina's residence and set foot to his house, he wanted to perform his usual routine rituals in Kliwon Friday. Practicing his father's legacy of black magic through his magic spells.

"Alina, why should you be the woman I love? why are you also one of the women I have to subdue through my compassionate studies?" bathin Bagaskara continued to move his feet to his residence.