The White Lotus Science
Part 29 Teluh

"Thank you teacher, you've trained me to be the best."

"Iya Seruni, equally," Mangkuto replied, smiling sweetly.

Both Mangkuto and Seruni, they both have a fairly high magic. They are both very compatible.

One day, when the dawn of Azan began to reverberate. As usual, Seruni immediately ran to the nearest mosque. But this time, Mangkuto accidentally heard the voice of Seruni, while chanting the holy verse of the Qur'an.

Seruni chanted the holy verse of the Qur'an, with a very melodious voice. To make Mangkuto, washed away.

Unexpectedly at all, her tears were dripping. Not a single word, which could be spoken at that moment, as well as when Seruni touched his shoulder.

"What's the teacher?" ask Seruni in a soft voice.

"Germany, help me embrace the religion you have."

"What teacher mean?" tanya Seruni did not understand.

"I want to embrace the same religion as you. Who has God, in all the corners of the world."

"Teachers, not many Gods, but our own hearts feel, God exists."

"Whatever your reasons and answers are, I want to convert to Islam, just like you."

"Thank God, thank God. You have opened the door of my teacher's heart, so that he intends to worship you" said Seruni, raising his hands up.

Seeing the happy seruni, Mangkuto was very happy. She smiled, as Seruni prayed for her.

"Surely, the teacher wants to convert to Islam?"

"Yes Seruni, I want to meet your God, who created me this."

"Okay teacher, I will meet you with an Ustadz who is in this Mushola. Because only youth can lead you to Islam."

"Good Seruni. Whatever it is, I'll follow you."

At Mangkuto's request, Seruni came to meet Ustadz Gofar, who became a priest in a Musholla.

"Is your intention really, son, if you want to convert to Islam?"

"True Mr. Ustadz, I want to convert to Islam" Mangkuto replied calmly.

"Good, if your throat is round, today too, you I am circumcised, that is a sign that you have converted to Islam. After that, I only helped in pronouncing two sentences of the creed and other practices."

"Well Mr. Ustadz," Mangkuto replied without any objection.

As reported by Ustadz Gofar, finally Mangkuto, officially converted to Islam. Seruni faithfully and patiently, always guiding and guiding Mangkuto, in carrying out his learning process.

Gently, Seruni taught Mangkuto, how to learn prayer and teaching. Not only that, Seruni also taught many things related to Islam to Mangkuto.

Seruni became a teacher for Mangkuto. Elsewhere, Datuak Malelo was walking in an indeterminate direction. The purpose of his heart, just want to meet his two daughters who went wandering.

"Teacher, help me! master, help me!" an unseen voice could be heard whispering in Datuk Malelo's ear.

Hearing that voice, Datuak Malelo instantly recognized the source of his voice. Then Datuk Malelo, focused his mind towards the source of the sound.

"Joe, what's wrong with you,? why are you asking me for help, there must be one important thing you want to say."

After hearing the voice of the call, Datuk Malelo immediately ran, towards the estuary hill of Padang. There, at Jaka's house, the man was seen lying helplessly. His body was filled with scabs that had festered and smelled foul.

"Assalamualaikum" said Datuak Malelo, greeting him.

"This is Jaka's house?" datuak Malelo asked Zubaidah, who was standing at the door.

"Betul, this is Jaka Pak's house. Whose father?" tanya Zubaidah wants to know.

"I'm teacher Jaka, can I come in."

"Oh sure, please come in. Sorry, my husband is very sick sir."

"Yes, I already know that."

After getting permission from Zubaidah, Datuak Malelo, went straight into Jaka's room. The aroma of Jaka's room at that time, was very stuffy and foul-smelling.

"What's up, Jaka, why are you like this?" ask Datuak Malelo to know.

"I'm sick teacher, it looks like I'm hit hard, which someone sent me."

"Alright, let me see first," said Datuk Malelo, while touching Jaka's body with his magic.

Upon inspection, Datuk malelo immediately nodded his head. He was sure, what Jaka said, was true.

"True Jaka, you were hit hard by someone who was deliberately sent for this family. Come here, I'm medicine, right" said Datuk malelo in a soft voice.

After he was sure, if Jaka really hit hard. Then Datuak Malelo also, began to recite do'a. in front of him there is a glass of water located.

Not only that, Datuk Malelo also channeled pure air into Jaka's body. All that he did deliberately, so that the man can be a little powerful to restore the condition of his body.

Through the inner energy controlled by Datuak Malelo, he channeled pure air into the body of his student. He does it constantly. Pure water channeled contains heat, so that the wound can dry a little.

Tampa, concerned about his health, the old man, continued to treat Jaka. Three days had passed, but he continued to channel his pure air into his student's body.

After entering on the fourth day Jaka's body looks start a little strong, over time his body really back to how it was. Corning wound that has festering, is no longer visible as well as Jaka's body again improved as before.

Zubaidah Jaka's wife, who saw the incident hit her head in shock. She really did not expect at all, If her husband's disease is so severe, can be cured and lost without a trace.

"Astagfirullah, I didn't dream Bang?" tanya Zubaidah doesn't believe.

"No Zubaidah, your husband is healed now take him to take a bath, it will feel fresh Datuak Malelo explained.

"Okay sir" replied Zubaidah, taking her husband to the bathroom.

While waiting for Jaka's arrival, Datuak Malelo took a walk, surrounding Jaka's house. In the corner of the north house, found a package containing a variety of poisonous plants.

"Hm..! this is apparently the source of the disaster," muttered Datuak Malelo to himself.

When Datuak Malelo was about to pick up the object, he suddenly heard the voice of someone who was calling out to him.

"Haha...! Datuak Malelo's. You've been meddling in my business too much!"

"Who are you! why are you hurting my students," replied Datuak Malelo in a loud voice.

"You've forgotten who I am Datuak. You hypocritical man, never care about other people's feelings."

"Ooo, you're apparently Mak Nani, I've guessed before. It's just you, the devil-hearted swordsman in our college. A cunning woman who is not moral at all.

Seriate...

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