The Glory of God: The Day of Reckoning by Ibunda Ratu - HTML preview

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Year 2001

Mysterious Butterfly

 

This was not a dream, literally this was a real event that my brother-in-law had experienced. Meeting the unseen ‘me’ in the house we shared, once upon a time in 2001.

I was out that night. After had been working hard during the day and I spent the night with friends at the club in Kuala Lumpur. I had so much energy given my age was at the top of health and everything I needed in life was given; strong, wealth and beauty.

That night with friends, we went out for drinks in the city of neon.

I got a call at around 2 am, while I was enjoying the night. My sister called me and asked me to be home soonest possible. She said an important story to tell but she needed me to drive home safely.

I drove from Kuala Lumpur to Subang Jaya and it took 45 minutes to arrive.

My sister quickly narrated the story the moment I entered the house. It was thrilled and mysterious with question mark.

That night, my brother-in-law was playing his computer games at the desk located by the side of the stairs. He saw a mysterious butterfly came into the house in the middle of the night, from the kitchen area towards the living room. The butterfly was quite big, almost the size of two palms.

The Butterfly seemed to fall behind the sofa and disappeared.

 

Suddenly he looked up the stairs, there was a women looked exactly like me walking down, stepping the stairs one by one, in a softer way.

 

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The women smiled at him at glanced. He was shocked and couldn’t speak a word.

My brother was quite sure that he didn’t hear any sound came from the room, like a door opened or closed but just suddenly he saw me walked down the stairs.

He described ‘me’ as a feminine, gentle soft character in the way I walked past through him.

The women headed to the kitchen and back to sofa. Then she walked up the stairs again into my room.

My brother-in-law did not look back for fear. He knew that I wasn’t around at home but wondered who was ‘me’ that he saw.

He jumped out of his chair and went to see my sister.  He saw that my car was not there at the parking and confirmed what he saw was not his imagination.

They both waited for me to come back home safely, fear that I might run into trouble or accident since the sign was so obvious that my other self wanted to be at home and not wandered around 2 am in the morning.

We have our spirit guiding us but we had left them unattended. We would rather lived in the material world and forget our existence from the unseen world of Ālam al-Ghayb because we thought they were not part of us.

Yes they are part of who we are today.

Hey ladies, never leave your inner self, know that they are part of your existence in the afterlife.