Red House
Monica.
Kiyai Rohmat when in particular was moved by the presence of the aura of the figure of Nuri who was standing far near the entrance of his bedroom. Kiyai Rohmat glanced at the figure who was standing not daring to enter the room.
"O Good spirits come in, don't just be at the door" he said calmly.
"I'm sorry Yayi has disturbed the panjenengan"
"No matter what monggo" Kiyai Rohmat shifted his seat so that Nuri could sit in front of him.
Immediately after Nuri sat cross-legged neatly telling what was going on and what he saw before and at the same time asking for Kiyai Rohmat's help for the dangerous thing that is threatening the world.
"Nuri, know that the figure you mentioned is just one of the many forms of demons in the world, they are not the real devil..maybe his descendants but not yet the most original demons or demons.they are just the Jinns who are probably the most evil sent by the devil to destroy this world"
Nuri listened with great seriousness..
"They were in a vacuum above the world, when they heard the whisperings of the angels they immediately transported themselves into the world and came to claim that they were the real demons..but make no mistake.they are just other Jinns no, then it is actually very easy for us humans to destroy it"
Nuri brought himself closer to Kiyai Rohmat to hear more clearly..
"We live in this world, Alhamdulillah dikarnuiai religion and guidance that is Islam.and through kanjeng our great Prophet Muhammad shallallahu allihi wasalam we are taught that they are actually inferior to humans. Therefore we are obliged to eradicate them as long as we are clean and sincere. You who are present in front of me are not human because you have died, because of the gift of God you are still with us and thank God you are here in order to vomit them..after they are destroyed at least this evil Jin figure is destroyed then your duty or your existence will be completed in this world and God willing you will return to your home there"
Nuri listened to it bow her head, she now realized why she had been in the world all this time.
"as well as your parents, God willing, after all they will come home well, therefore we must be together there to save both parents so that they can escape but your meeting will not be long..first they must come off first and after you destroy their nest you will go home.so yes nduk"
"Njjih Yayi.thank you in advance"
"Within nearer, I will recite some of your letters.."
Nuri approached and Kiyai Rohmat recited some sacred verses and blew Nuri's silence. Cold air seemed to fly and enter his head. He was silent to feel it suddenly he lost his memory and fell lying backward.
Kiyai Rohmat then called some of his friends who were Jin, but they were Kiyai Jin Muslims.
When Nuri was unconscious it was present 3 Kiyai Jin Islam.
"Friends of mine, soon we will fight against the evil Jinn who say they are demons, Then it's time for me and you to destroy them and throw them into the vacuum again and keep them there not to re-enter the world to destroy the human order"
"Our jjih is ready at any time..I have also heard that there is a Jin figure named Karatzi who has long controlled this land of Java..It's time they were crushed"
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Dario put a small backpack and a chair by the window. After opening the food menu and ordering some kueh and coffee Dario looked towards the Highway.
Not long after a young woman he walked beside Dario's table, so the fragrance of the perfume introduced Dario turned his head for a while.
He was surprised that something fell out of the pocket of the woman's pants, Dario quickly picked up from the floor and chased.
"Mba! I'm sorry this fell" Dario said, surprised when the woman looked at him. Her beautiful face and charming smile.
"Geez, thank you mas.hehe so laper want food order not to notice the goods fall"
"Yes it does smell of food for us to forget" said Dario while handing over a handkerchief that fell.
the woman walked back to the counter, Dario staring from behind. Hmm beautiful, he thought.
a little while later the young lady returned past Dario's desk, not forgetting that she was smiling.
"Let's go." she said in a melodious voice.
"Monggo mba"
At that time the cafe was still empty of visitors, Dario noticed there was only him and the woman sitting at the end there.
Not long after the waiter passed his seat carrying a plate with some cake.
Dario stood in front of the waiter and asked if the plate was for the woman sitting in the corner.
"Oh yes sir, why?"
"Sst let me bring ya,.hehe it's a surprise for him"
"jeez sir, yes may sir" said the waiter with an amused smile.
Dario received the plate and walked towards the woman's table.
The woman was aghast at the arrival of Dario carrying a plate of kueh as if waiter. He smiled and even laughed at seeing it.
"Wow! Waiter's new yeah.."
"Please cuehnya mba..Anything else I can help you with?" dario said with a smile.
"Why don't you grab your rangsel bag and sit here?"
"Oh can? I'll ask you for a minute My bus first yes"
"No need..I asked for permission before Ko hihihi"
Dario put down the plate and ran over his shirt to pick up his rangsel bag.
"Sorry.My name is Dario"
"Hmm cool name..I'm Monica, please sit down mas"
Dario pulled the Chair beside Monica, some waiters who saw Dario's behavior laughed at each other. They think it's great this guy too..
"You live here? the chamfer?" Ask Dario.
"yes but not in the city, this happens again there is an event, I live in the village mas"
"Oh same I'm in the village, too,.So 2 people Kampung meet in the city ya"
"To his name Dario Kaya the name of an italian?"
"lha you're called Monica, but from the village huh Kan?"
"Oh Yes yes hehe.mas cobain combronya yuk"
"You eat it, I'll wait for the corn to roast the same coffee.monggo you know mba"
"Call me Monica just don't use mba, feeling So old called mba"
"Okay Monica, you call me Dario don't use me ya hehe"
The two of them cling to each other, it seems Dario found a cool chatting partner. Apparently he wants to forget all the problems that exist and there is no harm in getting acquainted with this beautiful woman.
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