Time To Conquer

Protection

Days flew and she was totally absorbed in books. She had read all upper middle and lower shelves of the right so she decided to look for the books on the left shelves. These books were very heavy and fat. She picked the Red one...it was heavy and the ground began to vibrate for a second and the right shelves turned 90 degrees to open up a room. She got shocked. She put that book back. The shelves moved back to their place.

So she secretly entered the room and found herself in a huge corridor. She tried to open the doors but they can't be open. She saw a switch board and there were various symbols on them she tried them, with every symbol there was a door to open. She wandered in the castle tabooed area and then she decided to make a booklet of instructions. As she knows something dark can scar future of her baby and all she want to make it safe.

There she read books and her body throbbed with pain, sweat, and anxiety. These books told her the reality of her life and what her husband was. A wise, prosperous business man in the eye of the world. Though when night comes the things are altered the right become wrong, and the wrong become right. She was sure, she was in danger but she has to secure her son.

She was Muslim, she doesn't want black magic to save her unborn child. Though she can't go out to get help.

She asked Allah's mercy to save her child. Hadn't she broke the law of Allah. She got married to a non-muslim. It was love, everything is fair in love. Hadn't she thought that being conservative is handcuffing one. Hadn't she left the path of her Master, Almighty?

She suffered the misery of her decisions. She was troubled why had Admin married him? What did he want? A half blood? Or Does he wanted to take away my Imaan? My belief? What does his motive was?

Does it worth? How these things work? She needed help and answers. These answers cannot be found in other than outer world. So she planned to save her unborn child, she knew one thing. She wanted divorce. She knew another, she has to run away. The problem was that she cannot do anything without external help.

She called her maid. She was sure of one thing. Allah is going to help her, now as she wanted to get back to the right path.

Things happen that are least expected, and people change every second.

She knew she wanted to take her in confidence. She called her, she recited durood-e-Ibrahimi on her maid's face. She recited Ayaat-ul-Kursi and she explained everything to her maid.

Miss Martha was shocked but she knew from her childhood there is something strange about this castle. and the study was the area that was always tabooed and only Abraham used to clean that particular area. He was the head to all servants of the castle.

Miss Martha I need you to help me. I need to go out, you have to arrange that. I need help for my child. He is going to kill both of us or if he left me. He will kill this child. I need you to help me Miss Martha.

"I will try to help you."

She took her mistress's hand and comforted her. She collapsed in her arms and cried. After such a long time she found a shoulder to cry.

Although their hearts don't know a single clue how its going to work out.

Miss Martha took notice of every one's activities in the castle and report daily to her Mistress.

She was making a diary for every secret of his husband's activity, behind his back she was creating a map to ruin his plans.

She has done acute measures to save her child's life. Don't know she asked Demons or angels, as far as she is concerned with her child's life, she did right or wrong she doesn't care. She has created a protection barrier like mirror, it will reflect every deathly attempt to the one who attempt and responsible for it. She also created a barrier for the child to be either used or take part in any Satanic activity himself. She saved her child physically and morally. His heart can never be stolen from his body, his liver always protected and all his father could do is help him grow up normally, unused by illuminati cult, protected from his hands, he could just love him and raise him.

She started to write her days of pregnancy. She wanted his son to find his own way. She knew even though she will sacrifice.

She was patronified. The shadows were lurking outside the hall way. She used to love the portion Admin gave her now it looks like a cage. She customized it with artifacts. She loved that way. She was from a family where house is supposed to be a place where body, mind and soul can rest. She was happy that she got a wonderful husband only when she discovered the truth that demons reside in him. He wanted to utilize her. Her body will be sacrificed; her child will become a demonic being.

She wrote all days and she needed to hide them until he is able understand the gravity of matters. Gynecologist told her that she was conceiving a boy. She loved him so much that the idea of running away scared her. She knew Admin had all the contacts he needs to remove her from the surface of earth in minutes. After all they were major stock holders and in nation's "best interest" she knew that the reality is no one could save her child now except Allah.

She needed someone who could actually give his mother's account of reality, her diary to him. So she stored in the castle. She knew no one in the castle except Miss Martha. The castle huge walls were protecting against the real world. The successful business tycoon was mounted on high chair, by dark lord Satan. Everyone is unaware of obvious facts. We read stories of vampires and werewolves that misdirect people let them wonder that the magic exists in fairy tales. The real world vampires, wizards live among common people that no one will know except their people.