The Mystery of the White House

65.

" Are they really who? Who is the master? Why are they so in my way?" gumam Ayesha lirih.

" Why do you think the messages you used to have are now in my brain? In times of such urgency. Thank you, Father, for giving such a lesson. It helped me a lot" he continued.

Still with a voice of pain. It is certain that the sound was sourced between two minions - the henchmen who stood guard. Aisha traced with heart - heart. But it's been sniffed by those two henchmen.

" Well, what's the matter, you human child?" tanya henchmen - minions one.

" He wants to give his life!!" said henchmen - minions two.

" Who's inside??" ask Aisyah without further ado.

" Hmmm there's a purpose? Who's master??" tanya henchmen - minions one.

" I'm not a master. Just one of my prayers. Allah SWT!!" answer Aisyah firmly.

" Hehhh. A hypocrite!! Hypocritical man!!" hardik minions - minions one.

" You can get here, of course, your great-grandfather is also our follower. Our adorers!! Hahaha" replied henchman - henchman two.

" Hmmm really??? " ask Aisya smiling sideways.

In Aisha's heart she asked. Is that true. If his ancestors were worshipers of jinn and demons? But, he brushed off all the questions in his heart. The statements of the devil or the jinn need not be trusted.

" Haha. Look.." said henchman one.

Seen the head of his great-grandmother who was floating in the air. Even though he died, his soul turned out to be an eternal devotee in the demon world.

Aisyah flinched a little in shock and was seen on her father's face. Soon realize akqn game jin. Soon his face returned to calm and in his heart always beristighfar and dhikr in the name of Allah SWT.

" Hahaha.. Have you seen, right? Your buyut our adore. He's the milestone where you can get here. Haha. He's our adore. And now we need him to destroy you! Hahaha" thunderous voice of minion two.

" God willing, God will always take care of me. And forgive all the mistakes of my great-grandfather, if that is the case "Aisyah replied firmly.

Now the henchmen are already furious with Aisyah's stance and answer that does not waver in the slightest. Even by displaying his great-grandfather's head in front of him.

One lackey immediately floated up and darted quickly.

Craaaaassssssss

There were scratches between the nails and the skin of the body rubbing. Instantly the blood melted without excuse through the smooth skin of the body.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Aisyah.

Yes, Aisyah was able to dodge quickly. So he just scratched a little bit on his left arm with the sharp fingernails of one's minion. Otherwise, it might be that a giggle or a loud blow had plagued him in such a way.

And that fierce fight was about to happen. Lackey two no less also want to complain about his skills. Soaring high and...

Boooommmm

Darting down in line with the big rock of Aisyah's footing. Aisyah who was floating darted to another place. One minion immediately landed his tail with a taper end.

Crash.

Aisyah immediately ran away. And it sounded like a man fighting with a sword.

Crashhh. Criiiongggg

" Sir???" Aisyah was shocked.

" Hurry up !! you don't have much time. The practice you taught!!! your strength is no longer possible!!" said Father.

Without the slightest rebuttal Aisha immediately closed her eyes and read the recitation of verses - holy verses of the Quran that have been taught if you want to melt invisible creatures. And now the echoing chants filled the entire room.

" Aaarggghhhh... Shut up you fucking girl !!! Do it!!" shouted one's minion by holding his ear.

And the father continued to strike blindly between the minions of one and the minions of two.

" Aaaaaarggghh "

" Aaaaaaaarggghhh " cried henchman one and henchman two.

Instantly a terrible shake occurred. Aosyah was a little shocked by the shock. Before long it was like a shifting stone. The room opened by itself.

Aisyah immediately walked in and saw who was inside with a heartbreaking groan. Aisyah was shocked. Women who are old enough are stuck there.

" He's just a soul. Where is the body??" inner Aisyah.

" Tolooonggg "the groan was heard again.

Weak and even weak. If you do not sharpen your ears, do not listen to the groan.

" Who are you? Why are you here? And why ask for help?" ask Aisyah.

" Please" that's all that comes out of his mouth.

Aisyah just frowned. Open the tightrope. Before Aisyah knew the rope was already hanging. Immediately he read a prayer to make it easier for him to open the rope.

" Bismillahhirrahmannrirrahim" said Aisyah.

With God's permission, the rope opened very easily.

" Please take it away" said the woman.

" Who are you??" ask Aisyah.

" Your husband knows!!" answer the woman.

" Haaahhh???" Aisyah.

Is this what her husband means she can help? Aisyah immediately took the woman away. But he is just a soul. Where is the body?

Aisyah brushed off the thought first and she immediately brought darting back to her body. While the soul was tied up and stored in a place. If he meets his body, he will return it immediately.

While in a large room. The beautiful woman had already shed a lot of blood.His left arm was already injured with a gaping wound.

His entire body was full of sweat. The bruise here and there is immeasurable. The middle-aged woman faithfully washed the cleaning and helped smear the medicine in the wound area.

Caring for with affection. Who knew when the beautiful girl lay weakly helpless. While the poet of love continues to worship Allah ta'ala. Begging as low as possible and asking for help for his halal lover.

" Cah ayu, spit back Nduk. "said Mr. Darman who began to panic see the wounds that perched real on the girl's body.

Yes, for now Mr. Darman has not seen how the bruises are. Because when Mbok Saroh cleans the girl's body. Mr. Darman turned.

Just looking at the seepage of blood pouring profusely on the girl's left arm. Instantly his heart sighed. It cannot help in real terms only through prayer and prayer and asking for the protection of the Khaliq.

" Uhuuuukkkk" was heard coughing with fresh blood coming out of the beautiful girl's mouth.

" Abaghfirullahhaladzim "creepy Mbok Saroh.

Vendra immediately woke up and stopped his activities. Darting spelled out the body's fingers.grasped handkerchief that there. Tilted the girl's body so that her blood can come out without inhibiting breathing.

" Uhuuukkk" coughed again.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim says. O Allah. protect the wife of the servant" muttered Vendra softly.

The round eyes opened slowly. Very slow and slow. So far as the work - the soft work in the eyeball is visible.

A bit of relief in the man's heart would come to consciousness after worrying about him all night.

" M.m.mas" murmured Ayesha.

" Yes.it's Mas" replied Vendra gently.

" Ssssshhhhh is sick" Aisyah said, closing her eyes.

His whole body now feels pain and feels sore. Somehow like limp and boneless.

" Don't move yet. Rest up. You have walked through many obstacles, right? Rest" said Vendra softly.