Aggravated State

3rd POV

She began to feel hot the moment ustaz Ahmad reached in the middle of surah ruqyah and somehow her body started to burn. The heat could be felt on her skin before it spreading inside. But inside in a high temperature and almost screaming as the degree getting higher than usual. On the other hand, ustaz Ahmad did not stop reciting with a firm tone this time as well as pretty much sweating.

Her face then turned bloodless. She tried calming herself but no use. The fuming heat was still there. She harshly scratching her neck then moving to the stomach while gritting her teeth holding the hotness and her breath felt like a dragon too. It made her out of her mind as she cannot stop herself from the rough raking and plain coughed once with a great force so sudden.

Abruptly, there was an eerie air in her surrounding. She could sense it thus became scared and shaky. Whilst her father merely caressed her hands and staring back and forth to ustaz Ahmad and his daughter as well. He does not know what to do at this moment. Stunned. As ustaz Ahmad almost finished recited the surah ruqyah, she feels nauseous.

She unexpectedly standing with wobbly legs nearly gave up and she wants to puke as well after coughing quite loud one more time. She let out a heavy trembling breath and threw out in a crawl position not long after while ustaz Ahmad just completed recited the surah out of breath and sweating. As the result, she vomited vital fluid on the floor. Gladly just once. But the colour changed this time with an unforeseen one wholly black. A mouthful of black vital fluid.

"What the f*ck??? Black vomit???" Her father voiced after the long silence and shock was visible on his face.

'Black colour? This never happens before' She thought still gazing at the blood.

"I'm sorry, sir Shahrul. I don't think this is working. She needs an ustaz with the best Islamic knowledge especially the one with mystical matters" Ustaz Ahmad told while trying to catch a breath and sweat a lot. Drained.

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The next morning, she was on her bed after being led by her father yesterday night. She was there ever since and out of bed only when she has to shower. She merely moves gently on the bed. In the meantime. Plus, she was sound asleep after hours of shackling the same episode.

She looks ill than before as her skin coloured even paler. She had to overcome the gag every time she tries to consume to boot. It was like an utter nightmare for her. Her life turned the other way around than what she predicted. Pathetic heart-rending.

After puked that much blood, her energy drained like a wildfire. She has no appetite to eat either. She barely touched her breakfast. Her father has to force her to eat the food for a few spoons at least. He bought a chicken porridge for her yet she did not crave it.

She only drank water but the same as what she did just on her breakfast. Not much yet better than how she ate the chicken porridge. Hours passed, she awakes from her sleep as zuhr prayer call resounded. She prayed in a sitting position as her legs feeble to be upright longer.

On the other hand, her father was sitting at the dining table and searching for a professional religious man or woman that had encountered such things. He clicked on many websites but could not find the specific one yet. The one that he needed the most, extramundane. He scrolls and scrolls until he found a website called Darussyifa'.

He found one contact named ustaz Tajul below the website. Her father then immediately messaged him if he is free today. Ustaz Tajul replied after hours of waiting and said no but tomorrow is a yes at 8 pm. He also told that he lives near Prince City too, close to Nurul and Aifaa's house. He felt relief as he found a cure for his daughter at last. A grin and twinkle peepers were evident on his front.

Her father cannot wait to bring her to him as soon as possible as he cannot stand seeing her like that. He then looked at the clock on the wall. It showed forty-two past one and remembers he was supposed to bring the lunch to her. 'Oh f*ck! I'm supposed to give Nurul her porridge!' He swore internally. He quickly went to the kitchen and brought the chicken porridge to her room. Whilst she was laying on the bed and in a pensive mood.

"You okay, lass?" She seemed angry and at the same time upset. He was confused so he asked her.

"Ye-yeah..." She shook her thoughts and stammered as her father appeared beside her.

"Eat this chicken porridge. Then... you can rest" He gave her the container with a spoon on it and rotated his body to clean up her table as there was still a container of chicken porridge for breakfast earlier. He saw the container was barely touched and somehow mad. Yet ignore it as he has to make a call after this.

"Okay... I will try" She nodded multiple times and unexpectedly the sentence came out in a whisper.

Her father then got out of her room and racked through his pockets. He brought out his phone and notified her best friends from A to Z and asked them to be his daughter's company tomorrow. He wants Nurul to feel secure and knew she needs someone by her side as her mother was unwell and barely has the energy to move. He will accompany her but that was another story. Girls and women are complicated yet he tried to understand them as to why he told the two to be Nurul's company as well as to be her guardianship.

Aifaa and Dee were shocked by the news. They thought she was getting better but no. It became worst. Gasps could be heard and dilated eyes could be seen on their faces spesh Aifaa. Therefore, speechless. Their thoughts were answered as she did not text back their chat last 3 days. She usually will reply early as she was a fast replier. One of them then asked how she was doing and Nurul's father replied "She is... not that good. Just laying on the bed and can't move too much" Her father paused for a brief second and carried on with a sorrowful voice.

It feels strange as she did not reply to their chat at all believe it or not till this day. They waited for days yet keep thinking she might be busy or something. They then instantly agreed to her father's query and ended the call, meanwhile, she was still struggling to eat the chicken porridge after 5 spoons. She was green around the gills after a single spoon then continuously came about up to the time of the 6th spoon, she gave up. She then lied while fondling her midriff plus eyeballs roving around.

'Am I going to die soon?'

'No cure, isn't it?'

'I'm right, aren't I?'

These thoughts stayed in her brain and keep playing on her mind till she falls asleep.

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Dee POV

She was eating lunch with her family when her phone suddenly ringing in her pants' pocket. She was almost done with it thus she got a last mouthful of rice with fried chicken and brought the plate to the kitchen as well as swiftly washed it. She then cleaned her hand and dried it with a handkerchief that was hanging next to the fridge. She nearly swipes the call but it stops ringing. She checked the caller's number while leisurely walking to her room upstairs.

'Who's this?' She thought as she did not save the number.

As she reached the door, her phone rang again and she quickly opened it also closed it after. She picked up the call and voila. The caller did not say any words and that made her frowned. She curiously wants to know who. 'Why the caller's silent?'

"Who's th-" She was cut off by the caller when the caller called her name.

"Dee? Is that you?" The caller asked and a male voice could be heard.

"Who's this?" She questioned him and howbeit nervous.

"Ah, sorry. Forgot to tell you. I'm Nazri if you still remember... are you not?" He told with confidence.

"Nazri? Wait, how did you get my number?" She was getting annoyed.

"Don't be mad. I got it from Syu"

"What for?"

"Well, you didn't wait for me that day... so, I have to get your phone number at least"

"Huh, at least? I told you I don't like you"

"Just, please... I'm begging you"

"Find someone else, Nazri"

"No! It's hard and I still want you"

"I don't like you and never will"

"Just, please... I'm begging you"

"I told you I'm not available"

"But you are single"

"YES, I AM! But doesn't mean I wanna be taken, BRO"

"It's not easy to find someone else. And I still want you"

"What th- ya Allah! Don't you understand what I said just now?!! I don't wanna use any foul language but you almost made me"

"Why?"

"Because.you.are.brainless.full.stop. You silly!"

She hung up the call in a trice while headed to her bed and lied on it. She then shut her peepers and let out a heavy sigh that she does not know she kept her breath for quite some time. She grabbed her earphone under a pillow and placating herself with her favourite songs. What an evening.