Magic Village
Grandpa Comes

When Aisha was silent, she was focusing her mind on the verses she was reading in her heart.

The devil's nails were getting longer towards his neck, without the slightest fear Aisyah was still standing straight, what happened next?

The wind was getting louder, the creature behind Mbah Yadi screamed for release, they were hot, the lightning struck from the sky, the devil who transformed into his wife in the lightning strike.

PYARS!!!

"Yes...." The creature screamed. "Me, I haven't lost Aisyah, remember! I'll come back, I'll kill you all" his voice echoed through the forest.

Mbah Yadi took out a keris that had been hidden under his shirt, he moved quickly, willing to cut the kris into Aisha's body, but God's help always came in time,the keris held by Mbah Yadi fell to the ground, and the old man's body was also struck by lightning.

Suddenly a white light flashed in front of them, at this moment a white-clothed male figure appeared in front of Aisyah and Dara, the man reached out his hand and said "Aisha, come here son! Hold grandpa's hand!" The man in white and bearded clothes stretched out his hand, Aisyah received the helping hand, she also took Dara away from the creepy place inhabited by demons, everything is over.

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As soon as Aisyah woke up, she was very surprised to find that her body was already on her bed, and she continued to look at her with a smile. "How, did you sleep well last night?" ask Dara.

Aisyah looked confused, she did not understand what had happened to her, which she remembered was the last time she was in jasmine village, but now somehow she was home.

"You wonder how you got here? ask Dara.

"Yes, I'm still confused Dar, so last night we were still in the village of jasmine."

"Rio's uncle Bi Hanum found us unconscious on the road to the village, and they and the priest and Fandi immediately drove us back here." Dara explained.

Aisyah just remembered, and the man in white clothes she saw was her own grandfather.

"Let's hunt wake up, bathe and after that breakfast, you'll sleep anyway, eat it at dawn aja not aware when I wake up." The girl chirps, she goes straight out of the room, goes to the kitchen and takes her breakfast, today Dara wants to eat on the front porch of the house, because the view in the morning makes cool eyes look at her,moreover, Aisyah's house is right in front of the rice fields.

"Where is Dar?" ask Hanum.

"Still in the bi room, get out soon" replied Dara while putting rice in her plate.

"He must be tired." Hanum Mumbled.

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"Asep, do you know the new residents of the house?" ask Fandi.

"No fan, who is it?"

"Abi said it was a new ustadz who would study at the mosque every Saturday night."

Fandi replied as he continued to look at the house in front of the coffee shop where they were hanging out now.

"You two, you and I are a very serious house, why? Curious about the new residents of the house?" ask the shop owner.

"Slightly bi, which person is ustadz?" ask Asep who is still curious.

"According to the information that aunt denger ni yes, tu ustadz moved from the city of Bogor to here, do not know his intention to do anything, but it has been two nights, aunt saw many people come to seek treatment there."

"Better?"

Fandi and Asep don't understand, which Fandi knows ustadz is the one who will fill the class every Saturday night.

The news of the syar'i treatment carried out by the ustadz was immediately excited, even the news reached Aisyah's ears. He and Dara also became busy wanting to ascertain for themselves about the news that was circulating.

When they came home from the mosque, they deliberately slowed down their steps once they arrived in front of Reza's ustadz house, they wanted to see for themselves really not ustadz was doing syar'i treatment, he said,do not just disguise religion when his actions deviate from the teachings of Islam.

"Flame of Syah." Bisik Dara's.

Aisyah nodded, she also smelled that smell.

Tonight a lot of motorbikes are parked in front of the house ustadz reza, apparently his patients a lot too.

"Let's go in!" bring Aisyah.

"Well?" ask Dara.

"We have to prove it ourselves, this is real ustadz, or justadz. Do not let what has happened in this village be repeated again" said Aisyah,he is still reminded of the story of his grandmother who said that in their village there was also a person who claimed to be ustadz even though witch doctors.

Dara was forced by Aisyah to accompany her, Dara finally wanted to. Apparently there were mothers there too, one of whom was Anet's mother, her mother's friend.

"Lho, what's wrong with Aisyah here?" ask Anet.

"There's 11 more Syahs in total, and we'll have to wait here a long time." Bisik Dara's.

The whisper was heard by Ms. Anet who was sitting next to Aisyah, the woman immediately replied to tell them, "Treatment here is not long anyway, you just have to say your name, complaint, and have been able to go home,but it has to come back if the disease is too difficult to cure."

"I mean mother?" ask them both.

"Mr Anet, it is the mother's turn" his wife, Ustadz Reza, said. The woman was standing right in front of the treatment room door.

"Let's talk again!" did not have time to answer their questions, because Bu Anet must immediately enter the treatment room.

After the woman came out, now it was Aisha's turn to be called.

Aisyah entered the room with a suspicious look, the room was red-black, making her not feel good.

"What complaints did you come here for?" ask ustad Reza gently.

Dara began to put a sense of caution, Aisha also did.

"No, it's definitely not ustadz, this guy's a fraud." Aisyah said in her heart, suddenly her pair of eyes saw a genie standing next to the man who claimed to be ustadz.

"My family is often sickly of ustadz." Aisyah replied, she just opened the topic, while looking for ways how she could know that the man sitting in front of her was now a fake ustadz.

"Are all your family members sick?"

"No, not all! The sick only his mother, grandmother and aunt, while his uncle is in good health." Dara answered quickly.

Dara's answer left Aisyah inexhaustible, from which Dara got such an idea, and what purpose and purpose he said that only his uncle was not sick.

Aisyah looked back at the black genie whispering in the ustadz' ear, "This is not an ordinary disease, your family has been exposed to witchcraft."

"Magic?" Aisyah and Dara pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, but you need not worry, all diseases have a cure, as long as we believe and always pray to God, God willing God will give a way out."

"Ustadz said it's magic, is it the insider?" asked Aisyah, the more curious she was with the answer that would be given ustadz Reza.

"If I say so you must promise not to antagonize that person, and you must promise to forgive him."

Degs... Degs...

Suddenly Aisyah's heart pounded uncharacteristically.

"Okay, I won't be mad."

"That guy is your own uncle?"

"What???" 😯😯

They could not hide their surprise.