The Destiny of Love Two Worlds

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Mr. Karto heard Ryan's screaming voice that sounded frightened.

"Ryan," he murmured

Mr. Karto hurriedly approached his grandson, he saw Ryan curled up in the front yard of their house.

"Ryan!" exclaimed Mr. Karto while running towards Ryan who was curled up.

"Why Nak?"ask Mr. Karto who is worried about him.

" Hi hi Ryan is afraid of himself, Cake, this house is spooky," he said as he looked at the grandfather's face.

"Ah ngak, you alone are carried away, in the village is usually quiet, because the distance of one house and another is quite far, unlike in the city," said Mr. Karto calmed the frightened Ryan.

"Let's go in, "take Mr. Karto while pulling Ryan's hand slowly towards the house.

"No, Ryan was afraid to be afraid, "he said with trembling lips.

"It's okay Cu. There is Grandpa here. "

Finally after being persuaded by Mr. Karto, Ryan also wanted to enter the house.

The first day they moved they already felt various oddities,

When entering the house, the rah looks lonely and quiet, but there are times when the house sounds noisy even though only the two of them live in the house.

With the windows swaying. But there was no strong wind coming into the house.

Mr. Karto understood that, maybe it happened because this house has not been inhabited for a long time. He and Ryan started their activities again.

It was getting late in the afternoon, the twilight sky was slowly getting dark, the sound of azan magrib was soon heard.

Mr. Karto checked all the doors and windows and no one forgot to close.

They were both still in the house.

Previously Mr. Karto told Ryan to take a bath before magrib arrived.

Mr. Karto was reading the newspaper suddenly he heard the sound of crying children ahead of magrib.

He also observed the sound of crying.Sound of crying that sounded soft.

"What is the voice of Azan from a distance ? " karto sir.

"But it sounds like the sound of baby crying.Ah may be the sound of the neighbor's baby crying."

Mr. Karto tried to calm his mind with a positive mind.

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Some believe that magrib time is a time transition, where two worlds meet in an open mortal, until supernatural beings can come in and out freely.

Mr. Karto, Ryan's grandfather is a spiritual teacher, so they dare to occupy the house that some people consider haunted house.

Ryan went to his room to change his clothes after he took a bath, and as he headed for the wardrobe he saw the figure of a little boy flying through the door and wall of his room, he cried out in fear as he closed his eyes, his body trembled instantly.

"Grandfather! What is a Cake! "

Mr. Karto gasped in shock, he ran up to Ryan and calmed him down, with the recitation of prayers, Ryan who was shocked immediately embraced the grandfather.

"Grandfather Ryan's afraid of the cake! " he said with trembling lips hugging Mr. Karto.

Calm down son, calm yourself.Grandfather will recite prayers for you.

After reciting the holy verses slowly Ryan began to calm down.

They heard the sound of a child crying.

Hiks hyks, the voice sounded faint until.

The two looked at each other, shuddering in horror.

"Sir, what's that sound? ryan saw a shadow on the ceiling, who's Cake?" ask her with trembling body and lips.

Mr. Karto knelt hugging his grandson.

" Ryan saw what? what kind of shadow?" ask the grandfather.

"Ryan saw a black shadow flying the cake," he replied as he sobbed.

Mr. Karto holds Ryan on his thigh.

"Cu, we are living side by side with invisible creatures, as long as we do not disturb them, then they will not disturb us either" said Mr. Karto while patting Ryan's shoulder.

"But you rest easy, for God has explained in the holy room that man is the most perfect being. So there is nothing we need to fear in this world but God, "says Mr. Karto to his grandson.

Ryan looked calm and listened carefully to the exposure that was conveyed to him, although the rest of the sobs still sounded in his ears.

"But Cake Ryan is scared!Said the ghostly person with an ugly and creepy face, "he said with trembling lips, while holding back his sobs.

"Yes, kid, that's why they can scare us. We do not need to fear, nor should we boast against them.Our color is more noble in their appeal, grandfather will give verses that can expel these invisible creatures yes, you have to memorize and you learn the meaning," said Mr. Karto.

Mr. Karto grabbed a piece of paper and wrote down the exorcist verse he meant.

"In addition to the verse, you must be diligent in praying and teaching, so they will stay away from you" said Grandpa to Ryan.

Ryan read the piece of paper, "What is this verse?ask Ryan.

"Oh that's a chair verse, read it three times before going to bed and you will be protected from disturbing demons" said Mr. Karto as he rubbed his white beard.

"Yes Kek, Ryan will practice,"

"Then let's go to Surau for prayer, soon your father and mother also come home," said Mr. Karto.

Ryan wiped away his tears, his little hands grabbed Grandpa's wrinkled hands.

Before leaving the house, Mr. Karto saw a shadow passing by.

"Something seems curious, there is a spirit of the victim of the pilgrimage here," muttered Mr. Karto.

The sound of crying was heard again in the house that was again quiet, both Ryan's parents were shopping for their needs, while Mr. Karto and Ryan went to the nearest surau from the village.

After performing his magrib prayer, Mr. Karto approached the prayer priest and several male masters in the surau to introduce himself.

"Assalammualaikum sir, " said Mr. Karto friendly and immediately thrust his palm to shake with his interlocutor.

"Waalaikum sallam Pak, "welcome the priest by shaking Mr. Karto's hand, and with the other pilgrims, they shake hands one by one.

"Sorry gentlemen, I'm new here, I hope the fathers can accept my presence and my son's family here" Mr. Karto said on the sidelines of their conversation.

"Oh Sure sir, do you live in a big house owned by the family of Mr. Tarman?"ask someone.

"Sir Tarman? I never heard the name sir, said mak Timah, the last owner of the house is Retno, " explained Mr. Karto again.

"Yes sir, Retno sir is the youngest child of Mr. Tarman, because his parents have died, so the house now belongs to his son, Retno, " said a man named Darman.

"Oh, I see," mutter Mr. Karto.

"Sorry sir, didn't you feel anything strange while you were there?" ask Mr. Darman again.

"Em, I don't think so, "do Mr. Karto .

Although there is something strange, but Mr. Karto does not want to souzon.

They also talked, but did not bring up the awesomeness of the house.

Seriate.

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