Love Wounded By Jin Disruption And Magic

Chapters 13. Tragedy On Friday Night Kliwon

Bagaskara with a hasty step towards his room, he continued to pray 5 times. But he mixes up between ignorance and truth. So as to make him continue to be in the heresy and deceit of the devil that increasingly drowns him in the steep abyss that is deep, to make all the virtues that he did wasted, burned to the ground by the idolatry done by him. So that what he got was not a reward but a sin that slowly burned his soul.

Bagaskara continued to recite protective spells to fortify himself from all evils that could at any time attack him.

In the exhale of the self-fortification study throughout his body, until a gust of wind blew gently into the gap of his room. The power of negative energy was slowly entering his body, Bagaskara felt invisible beings from Jin or some kind of evil creature, had now fortified himself. To make his body feel stronger and immune from the attacks of outside forces that want to attack him.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, I feel my body has a solid support, I Bagaskara Ardhana Putra now has a science of self-fortification that is very extraordinary, I have, everyone will bend their knees to me! especially women, they will be fascinated by my good looks. This village will be completely controlled. I will be a strong leader. I will always decorate my appearance of being a saint. I'm going to be a teacher or Ustadz, so that everyone feels disinclined and has respect for me!" bathin Bagaskara with his sneaky grin.

Bagaskara's red eyeballs lit up like the eyeballs of the devil and the shetan, who now controlled his body. He widened his laughter as the wind swirled around his house, which seemed to be tightly fenced by the magical creatures that were guardians around him, until the mystical aura of the residence of the late Arya Arnenda.

Bagaskara continued to practice his rituals, and refocused his attention on the spells he had learned out of his head. Time has also shown twelve o'clock at night. The clockwork seconds were ringing hinting that the ritual on Friday night performed by Bagaskara Kliwon had now reached its peak. He faced his face into the mirror reflection, his face aura turned very creepy with the eyeballs that looked bright red.

"Alina Cahya Kirani, come to my tribe! your body is mine!" Bagaskara continued to test the efficacy of his knowledge on the figure of the woman he loved so much. Whether what spell was breathed by Bagaskara, until Alina woke up in the middle of the night, she felt her tribe called by a magical whisper in her ear.

"Astaghfiullah! Mas Bagas, Alina misses Mas very much!" alina said tightly hugging her own body. He felt his body like something was grabbing him and moving him. Until making the desire of his lust suddenly peaked.

"What happened to me!" bathin Alina by mastering her desire. Alina felt as if she was enjoying the sweetness of making love with the figure of Bagaskara Ardhana Putra in her illusion.

"Bagas Bagas!" Alina opened the door to her room and was led to walk to Bagaskara's house.

"Oh my God, what happened to me?" Alina went straight to the well and took the ablution water in the old well behind her house. Alina tries to control herself. With those drops of ablution water, he felt a sense of tranquility. Cold air suddenly ambushed his entire body, Alina continued to fight against the negative energy that continued to attack him. He spread his words with dignity to His Lord with a body that shook violently, Alina whimpered and complained to His Lord about all the turmoil that attacked him. He seemed to enjoy the night prayer prostrate and complain to His Lord of all his complaints.

Alina who is still innocent about mystical things and also things related to the turmoil of adult lust was really confused with the desire of her lust which suddenly peaked.

Alina's body was cold hot and gave off a lot of sweat, like something was coming out through her sweat droplets.

Alina continued to offer the holy book of the Qur'an, she unconsciously recited the Qur'an with her merdunya up to 3 juz surah Al Baqarah, then she felt calm and comfortable.

"Oh my God, what happened to me? lately I have always felt a strange thing in me, as if something mystical was attacking me? is this just my feeling?" bathin Alina who felt the cold heat that attacked her now suddenly began to decrease. He leaned back on his bed and finished fighting against the negative energy power in his body.

"Mas Bagas is a sholih young man, he can't possibly attack me with negative energy? doesn't he love me? he's also my cousin and still my girlfriend, there's no way he's gonna beat me up?" bathin Alina by reciting do'a-do'a self-protection from all kinds of forms of evil, from the genies and humans, which is always routinely laughed at by him.

Alina who is still innocent and always thinks positively does not occur in her mind if there are people around her who want to hurt or wrong her.

However, one thing that has not been understood, if the courtship is not allowed in the Islamic Shari'a. Alina was still experiencing that along with her weak and innocent soul.

"I really couldn't sleep after experiencing the strange tragedy I was going through!" bathin Alina tried to close her eyes, but she could not sleep, the tragedy on Friday night left a question mark on Alina's heart and mind.

"God, Brother Muzzaki? 17 Missed calls? I really did not know, because last night after returning from Mas Bagas house I had time to perform Isha prayer, but after that I fell asleep!" bathin Alina while rethinking the strange events that had been in nature. However, he did not want to remember too much of the mystical things he had experienced from last night to this second. He thinks more about positive things than continues to think negative things that can damage the silence of his heart and mind.

"Hemmm, is there an incoming message too?" Alina touched the flat object and slowly read the incoming message on her phone.

📲 "Assalamu'alaikum, Alina Cahya Kirani. Brother has arrived in the capital of Jakarta and tomorrow insyaAllah has started his internship. Take care of yourself, do not mind much and do not forget to pray!" by Muzzaki Ansori's.

"O Allah, Brother Muzzaki still had time to tell me how many hours ago. I was busy with my own business and almost forgot about it. Am I on the phone, so he doesn't keep worrying about me?" bathin Alina tried calling Muhammad Al Faris Muzzaki Ansori.

The phone was connected, "Assalamu'alaikum, Alina. How are you doing? why wasn't my sister's phone picked up last night? what happened to you?" ansori asked with a feeling of worry that dyed her towards the figure of Alina, the ayu girl who had managed to steal her heart.

Throughout the age of 21-year-old Ansori, recently Ansori ventured to have a special friend from women. Previously, he had never been interested in any woman other than Alina Cahya Kirani.

"Sorry, Brother. Last night Alina overslept, "let Alina give an excuse. He did not want to tell her about the strange tragedy that befell him how many hours ago.

"Oh, it's okay. Body and mind have a right to rest, brother is happy to hear you are fine. Have you prayed Tahajjud?" ask Muzzaki Ansori.

"Alhamdulillah, already Brother. Sorry, bothering brother."

"It's okay, Alina. Brother from last night thinking about you, worried about nothing happening to you."

"Thank you, Brother An!" Alina changed Muzzaki Ansori's call to An's call, impressed lightly to be spoken.

"Then, let's both wait for the arrival of prayer. I want itikaf in the mosque not far from my sister's apartment!" muzzaki said by ending his conversation.

Alina followed Ansori's direction, and she ended the conversation with a greeting.

"It's only 03.30 wib, how quickly Ansori went to the mosque? really a sholih youth figure," thought Alina Cahya Kirani. He also again offered do'a-do'a in the book of dhikr and do'a that is routinely practiced by him every day.

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The Bagaskara Ardhana Putra residence.

Mama Larasati cried as much as she knew that her favorite son had practiced black magic from her husband Arya Arnenda.

"Bagaskara, why are you doing all this, son? if you know this is the end, the black notebook is better for you to destroy it from the face of the earth. Your brother and sister no one intends to practice the science of the legacy of your late father. However, you dare to drag yourself into that vicious circle!" bathin Mama Laras with her sobs, reminiscing about the fate of her son who has now fallen into a deep idolatry.