
"Well!" call my father who just entered my house.
"Remember, sir, what's up?" ask me while writing a letter of response.
"You feel something, don't you?" asked my father who was sitting on a plastic chair near my desk.
"Remember, sir, from yesterday someone has been lurking and willing to barge in." I replied calmly.
"It is good that we are still sensitive, remain vigilant, Fah, they are again looking for our mediocrity, you should finish my work immediately and quickly read the Quran and dhikir do not father will help from home, earlier I also told your mas Jamal to help from his home, inshaallah we can make it again, the most important thing is not to waver my heart." advice the father with a water face that remains calm and unpretentious.
"Inshaallah sir, actually my heart is now again screwed sir." I complained to you.
"I know that your heart is unstable again, so I'm here to remind you not to fall asleep with your anxiety" said the father who still remained calm.
"Remember, Mr. Matur suwun is about to finish" I replied.
My father chose to return home after I finished advising, I continued to write answers, like the message of the father when I finished immediately open the Quran, verse by verse I chant, finished reading the Quran I continued with dhikr , as usual they always come right at twelve o'clock in the evening, out there is a fierce fight between white tigers and creatures sent from some shamans hired by the Ringgo mas. You always tell me" Whatever you see and feel around you continue your thoughts do not stop."
I could feel and see what had happened outside my house tonight, like the nights before, a white tiger nimblely, the agile and calm had crippled the attack after attack from the opponent. A white tiger that sometimes transformed into a human with a white sacrifice like that is the appearance that I often see since I was a child.
"What is your business to come here and disturb Kyai Grinting's descendants?" ask the white tiger.
"Tell your master, I will not allow you to interfere with Kyai Grinting's tutelage, return to your master or I imprison you so as not to return to your master, if you remain determined to destroy Kyai Grinting's descendants!" the white-collared man.
"We will not return before getting his life, and making him my master's slave" said the shaman's dispatch aloud.
"Well, if that's your choice, bismillahirahmanirrokhim" said the man who sacrificed back to the form of a white tiger.
The fight continued, a white tiger nimbly and agilely fended off and pounced on the enemy, I tried to remain calm in my sitting and my dhikr, I said, an hour passed by the three shaman sent by him was defeated, the three creatures were already helpless and were also in chains with gold chains (special chains binding fine creatures).
The night out there was just as quiet and silent, all the creatures had disappeared from around my house, I was relieved because madih was saved from the attack of demonic creatures sent by his shaman mas Ringgo. I continued my dhikr until I was really sleepy, so that I could still pray tahajud I went to the bathroom to take ablution even though I had not yet canceled the ablution.
Sometimes I can't stop thinking, actually the reason for what was used by the Ringgo mas and what was wanted from me to be so cruel as to send a demon to harm me, is not I the mother of his son, not me, The mother of his flesh blood, such questions that kept spinning in my brain.
Tahajud prayer can only be forced by enpat rakaat, continued the witir, and after that dzikir for a while, then I lay down my body to rest because it was very tired.
Today I got to the office early because I wanted to photograph a copy of my answer letter as well as all the written evidence that I will submit to the trial tomorrow. I deliberately came early because I didn't want anyone to know about my problem, all this time the office people who know only Chess sir and other Priska bu don't know. During my time as secretary of Chess, I was more closed to my personal life, all office employees still considered me married.
Before the Chess sir came I had finished the copy of all the documents I needed for tomorrow's trial, all the documents I had split into three parts I streples in the same order, he said, and the same amount. Honestly, it feels like I still do not believe in my divorce let alone to get in touch with mystical things and very threatening my life.