Take Free Drugs* [[--Episode 12--]]

 *Take Free Drugs*

[[--Episode 12--]]
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بسم الله الرحمان الرجيم

The AbdulRahman family's house was always full of sound. But it was never the good sound of the Qur'an. The walls shook with loud music, the shouting from TV shows, and the silly laughter from comedies.

Mr. AbdulRahman used to be a good Muslim, but now he watched sports and movies. His wife, Aisha, loved drama shows. Their teenage son, Faisal, played violent games and listened to music. Their young daughter, Maryam, watched cartoons about fantasy and haram romance.

The Qur'an was in a beautiful book on the shelf. No one ever read it. No one ever played its audio. It was just for show.

Then, strange things started to happen.

Faisal saw dark, tall shadows in the hall at night. He thought he was just tired. Maryam had bad dreams where her cartoon characters became scary monsters, telling her to disobey her parents. Aisha always felt cold in the house, even with the heat on.

The big change happened on a Friday night. The family was watching a very haram movie. During a very bad scene, the TV screen went black.

Then, a voice came from the speakers.

"Do not stop... We like this..."

That night, the real trouble began.

They heard whispers. The air in the house became thick and smelled like rotten eggs.

One time, Aisha looked in the hall mirror. She saw her reflection, and behind her, a thin, shadowy monster with burning red eyes. It had long claws on its hands, resting on her shoulders. She screamed and turned around, but nothing was there.

The worst night was when the power went out. The house was completely dark and quiet. They heard voices:

"You asked us to come with your music," one voice hissed, sounding like Faisal's favorite singer. "You fed us with your sinful movies," another mocked, sounding like the actor from Aisha's show. "This house is ours now. You made it for us, not for Allah."

They were not just shadows anymore. They became real creatures—tall, twisted monsters with long arms, glowing eyes, and ugly smiles.

One monster jumped at Faisal.. Another monster wrapped itself around Aisha. Mr. AbdulRahman was stuck in his chair, forced to see all the haram pictures he had ever watched, playing on the black TV screen.

Little Maryam said the only prayer she knew: "I seek protection in Allah from the cursed Satan."

When she said Allah's name, the monster near her jumped back with a angry scream.

Mr. AbdulRahman saw this. He fought with all his strength to move. He remembered the Qur'an on the shelf. He crawled on the floor, past a monster and grabbed the Holy Book.

The moment he touched it, a powerful, clean energy filled the room. The monsters screamed together, a sound so loud it broke the windows.

Mr. AbdulRahman opened the Qur'an. He started to read Surah Al-Baqarah. His voice was now strong and sure.

The words of Allah were like fire to the demons. They screamed in pain, their bodies burning away into smoke. The bad smell disappeared, replaced by a feeling of peace. The heavy, scary feeling was gone.

After that day, everything changed. Now, they only watch Islamic lessons on TV. The sound in their house is the beautiful recitation of the Qur'an.

They learned a very important lesson: A home that remembers Allah is a strong fortress. Devils cannot enter it. But a home full of haram sounds and pictures is like an open door, inviting the worst devils inside.

To be continued...