The Mystery of the White House

64.

Mr. Darman is still faithful to his daydreams. Don't forget that he is always good to the creator. A prayer he always prayed for help and self-protection from both the visible and the invisible.

" Mbok continues to pray yes, InsyaAllah cah ayu ndak why - why. This seems to be the same as we think" said Mr. Darman.

" sir?? Is this really sukmo?" mbok Saroh asked.

" Hmmm it looks like Mbok" replied Mr. Darman still loyal to that answer.

While the tiny body continues to sweat. Before long, it looked a little bruised on his body. I don't know what happens in their impenetrable nature.

Vendra continued to chant the holy verse of the Koran like a mantra that sedu - dayu, like hypnotizing his listeners. The groove seemed to fit and sounded syahdu in the ear.

" Dan, don't stop. It's time for you to fight!!" said Mr. Darman whispered in Vendra's ear.

Vendra nodded in understanding.

In another world, another place. The little girl kept on looking at the streets. I don't know which other path he's taken this time. This is the second time he has broken through time and place . Releasing his body to traverse other worlds or even other places beyond human reason in general.

The road is winding and a little steep. Intentionally chosen so as not to be flashy when walking freely. Only a certain person can see his body sway like a kunti that go back and forth and there. But all the creatures of the kind of kunti can see and greet him.

His first experience when ngroh sukmo was with his father at that time. When you want to know the state of the village at that time. Before the fire country attacked his family. Now he does it himself just to solve the puzzle of the question lodged in his mind.

Yes, about the problems that hit her husband that continue never to end. Aisyah took the initiative to sneak in first so that everything is clear and clear what the real problem is.

" Aahhh sakiiiitt" please"

I heard that voice again. Aisyah looked back and forth looking for the source of the sound. Her petite body nimbly soared and landed here and there very nimble.

" Tooologg"

Again, and again. The voice asked for help. He sounded very agonizing and tormented him as if he was already unable to endure it. The voice of the woman was exactly the same as the voice of the woman in her dream. He keeps walking the streets. That groan was very clear.

In an old house, like looks unkempt and untouched by humans. It even seemed like the house was an empty and abandoned house. Walk slowly and slow. Occasionally look here and there if there are guards that have been prepared.

" It doesn't seem like anything, but I have to be vigilant" Aisyah muttered.

" Bismillahhirrahmannrirrahim "his footsteps slowly approached the groaning of the voice.

Bughhhh

Craaaassshhhhh

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Aisyah.

The punch and accompanied by the claw had just landed in his hand. Instantly the tiny body fell.

" who?? Appear!!" said Aisyah lantang.

" appear!! Whoever you are!!" aisyah is back.

Scan the surrounding area with round eyes. And sharpen his ears to be a little sensitive if there is movement.

" Hmmm coward!! Dare to hide!!" aisyah Fishing.

Started Aisyah with a recitation of the prayer that her father had taught her. If you meet the jinn and their brothers soon read the prayer. Until his eyes became clear. Clear here does not mean to be bright as the sun shines.

Rather, it can see creatures that cannot be seen with ordinary eyes. And Aisha now saw the creature. His round eyes swooped sharply at the creature that seemed to be the guardian of this house.

In his hand now there is a kris with a dragon pattern has a nine curve. The sizzle of his ancestor was now in his hands. Ready to eat the prey back after a long time does not hit the opponent.

" Hmmm" said Aisyah with a smile.

The slender body was now spinning and twisting very quickly and suddenly...

*crash...

crashhh*

" Aaaarggghhh" heard cries of pain.

" Hmmm" Aiyah smiled obliquely.

" I warned you, didn't I? Show and show yourself!!!" aisha warned.

" Rhhhh.... Grhhhhhh" the creature's moaning.

" Get out of here, damned man!! What are you here for?? sassy!!!" hardik the creature.

If ordinary people who hear only moans and language that is not clearly understood. As fast as lightning Aisyah by herself could digest what the indistinct creature said.

" Hmmm... why? Who told you to? Why master??" ask Aisyah.

" No need to know!! I will surely destroy you!! Sassy man!! Hahaha: the booming sound of the creature.

" Hmm well if so you want" said Aisyah casually.

And there was a fierce fight. While chanting the spell to add to his strength, Aisyah moved nimble to look for the weak point of the creature. And when his body slammed upwards saw a red dot between his eyebrows. There is a red mark that is the creature's weakness.

Aisyah continued to trick the creature so that she could stick her dagger in her weak spot. The longer the creature keeps raining here and there. Aisyah began to pant - puffing over the creature's agility.

He then slightly closed his eyes and recited the prayer he had memorized and the creature approached ...

*jlebb

" Aaaaaarggghh "

" Simplified.. bang*at*!!!"

Blood poured down between his eyebrows accompanied by smoke billowing there. Without waiting any more time, Aisyah immediately entered to find out who exactly the person asking for help was.

But, it turns out the minions who guard not only the creature. But layered - ply, hundreds.... Uh, joking. Cake ads only..

" Hihhh..this is a human who loves to eat, yes, yes!! It wasn't the ugly guy that bothered me. There is still something worse" said Aisyah sebal.

" My energy was a little drained with the creature earlier. What should I do??" ask Aisha in the heart .

" *Remember the creator when you face the Nduk problem. Don't surrender. If you find something dead-end then beristighfar lah. And close your eyes for a moment"

" The Waringin Sungsang mantra fast is the greatest study in the martial world. This magic has a deadly effect, anyone who is attacked this study will be absorbed by the energy of magic and immediately paralyzed until finally collapsed helpless.

It is said that Waringin Sungsang was created by Sunan Kalijaga. The creation of Waringin Sungsang is to combat the evil of the ancient warriors who embraced the black school of science. As a stream of white science, to explore this study one must do a number of men by not missing reading the slap - rapalan that includes the name of Allah.

Waringin means banyan tree, while Sungsang is upside down where the roots are on top. Waringin Sungsang means life comes from its source that will continue to live. Because of the high philosophy contained in this Waringin Sungsang study, only to the warriors who have completed their own affairs can this study be inherited" remember the words of the Father at that time*.