
I played the surah-surah Al-Qur'an application through my phone. Einy and Jain slept in their blankets. Outside the rain is still very heavy.
The more I felt the gripping atmosphere, I could not bear to feel this fear of mine. God, give me more strength to face all this, O God. My love from the heart.
I tried to be patient against this feeling and subconsciously fell asleep. I slept until morning. I woke up feeling very comfortable, not the least I had a horrible dream like before. My dreams tonight are ordinary, like the sleeping flowers of other normal people.
Alhamdulillah...
The first words I say when I wake up. It's been a long time since I slept well and had good dreams, even though I forgot what last night was. For me it was the most beautiful dream after all these weeks.
When Mas Jain woke up, I told him enthusiastically what had happened to me.
"Mas... You want to know?"
"What?" he took his coffee on the table and sat on the floor.
"Last night I downloaded the application verse chair and surah Yasin. I turned it around before I went to bed, and last night I had no nightmares like yesterday-yesterday again..."
"Oh yeah? good then."
"Yes, I hope I'm cured."
Not long after Jain left for work. While Einy as usual he woke up bangkong making it easier for me to do homework. Usually he would wake up after my homework was done.
I watered my chili plants in front of the house. I saw Ratih's son-in-law was also watering the plants, but I didn't see a smile on his face. So did the child of the altar, as if they did not see me beside them.
After I finished watering the plants I just walked into my house and took care of Einy.
Not long after I saw some people coming to the house of the Mbah, I saw them coming profitably to the salon of the Mbah, but for treatment. One of them I saw was on the buttocks by 2 other people. I don't care about them at all.
Today, while relaxing I turned the ruqyah verses. When I finished, I also played the application verse chair and surah Yasin that I downloaded.
And strangely, I felt very frightened and depressed when I heard the recitation of the holy Quran. I feel like slamming my phone away from me.
Or I'd love to run away. What am I feeling? however, with my mind still sane, I tried to fight him.
All this day, it was the Surahs that I turned. Out of fear, I played it in a slow voice. Until only money can hear it.
At night, I also repeated it. At 23:00 pm, we are getting ready for bed. But I heard that Mbah was having a quarrel with her husband. There was a clear sound of slammed goods and something breaking. I heard them fighting with their mouths.
I'm not interested at all. However, in my heart I still put the 'capok' on him. Tonight I intend to play the application again, I have prepared a fully charged battery.
Tonight I made it through the night with no more nightmares. The next morning, I was very happy and told back to Mas Jain.
That afternoon, around the end there was someone knocking on my door. I opened it and saw the neighbor behind my house who used to deliver rice box show send do'a to his late father. Today he came again and gave me 2 more rice boxes, then he said goodbye.
I also remember, when his father was still there once said, if I had a magic disorder I just read out Surah Yasin as much as 3x in the water in a dipper. And then the water was scattered all over the house, it made a fence mark for the magical creatures so as not to interfere anymore.
However, I believe that it is also musical and I do not believe his words at all.