When the two worlds intertwine
Written by: The Hidden Professional
Tell Fatiha About her strange story, she says that she and her family all lived in a large house surrounded by a garden and a wall, in the outskirts of the city. Taroudant.
Fatiha's two uncles lived in the same house, both married and with children, in addition to her aunt who was not married.
Fatiha says that her great-grandfather, whose name was QassemWhen he had built that house and raised its walls, and had not yet completed its repairs, he saw, in his waking life, and not in his dream, a tall, dark-skinned, black-eyed man, wearing black on black, and wearing several rings on his fingers.
Qasim was surprised when he saw him, so the tall, strange man said to him:
“This house that I built, beneath it is a treasure. And this treasure is ours; we own it and we guard it. We will not harm you unless you approach it or dig the earth in search of it. And whoever we sense has betrayed us, we will break his back..”
Qasim remained staring, watching and listening to what the strange man was saying. The most amazing thing was that his wife... Fatima, who was sitting near him, saw and heard nothing.
When he told her what he had seen with his own eyes, she was very afraid, but he reassured her that the jinn would not harm them as long as they did not approach the buried treasure, and he also told her that they were Muslim jinn.
Fatiha says her grandfather and his brothers were still young.
A few days later, Qasim began renovating the house and dividing it into rooms. During this time, some strange things happened to the builders and workers in the house.
They complained about broken digging supplies and tools, especially in one corner of the house. One builder, who was determined to dig the place, had his axe return and hit him on the head, causing him to faint. He almost lost his life, but miraculously he survived, emerging with a deep wound on his forehead.
Qasim understood what was going on, and realized that what he saw was real and not an illusion, as the place has its own people.
Qasim asked the workers not to dig in that corner, and to leave it as it was without repair, and that he would turn it into a warehouse and would not live in it anyway.
And the days passed, and it was FatimaQasim's wife was about to give birth, and Qasim was very keen for the baby to be a boy, as he had two daughters at that time, in addition to a boy, who was Fatiha's grandfather, whose name was mohtar.
And one night, she saw
Fatima She saw a woman coming out of the ground, from the middle of the warehouse.
The woman had sharp eyes and said to Fatima:
“You have a daughter in your womb, but she is unhealthy. God knows whether she will live or not..”
Fatima was scared and toldQassem What she saw. So he said to her:
“We ask God to make our destinies good, for He is the One who gives and the One who takes, and His is the command first and last..”
Ten days later, Fatima gave birth to a baby girl, whom she named flowerAnd some strange things were happening to her.
Sometimes, Fatima would wake up in the morning to find henna on the baby's feet. The baby rarely cried like other children her age, and she refused to breastfeed.
They brought a woman to try to treat her, but to no avail.
After about a month, Qasim saw in a dream that he was walking in an empty place, carrying in his hands flower...his youngest daughter. Then suddenly he saw a group of people standing, and one of them was digging the ground with an axe.
Everyone turned to him, then the person who was digging said to him:
“Give me the girl.”
Qasim handed it to him to bury it and cover it with the earth.
This was no ordinary dream, it was a true vision.
Three days later, baby Zahra died of a fever, and the whole family was in grief for many days.
Complete Fatiha She talks and tells of an incident that happened to her grandfather. mohtar At that time, when he was a child.
He was playing near the house, and he climbed a tree, while the sky was raining heavily.
He was waiting for his father to come back. Qassem From the market, a man wearing tattered clothes and with long hair falling down his back passed by.
He looked at him angrily, then said:
“Enter the house!”
The child Mukhtar kept looking in amazement at the man’s appearance and figure, while the latter repeated his words:
“I told you: Go into your house and don't stay outside. It's not time for your father to come back yet..”
Mukhtar quickly got down from the tree, then entered the house while turning to look at the strange man.
Moments later, a bolt of lightning struck the same tree, causing it to fall near the door of the house.
A few days later, Qasim got up early in the morning, before sunrise, to take his sheep out to pasture.
He was surprised to find a little child playing near the door of the house. He had never seen him before, and he was certainly not the neighbor's son.
His clothes were very clean, even though he had been playing in the mud.
Qasim walked, urging his sheep with his stick, then turned around and saw the child entering his house. He knew that he was not a human, but rather one of the jinn who lived with him in the same house.
After a while, there was a wedding in the area, and Qasim and his wife were there. Fatima They were invited to this wedding, and they took their children with them: mohtar And his two sisters.
It was a very cold night, and Qasim's eldest daughter felt a shiver in her body.
Her mother said to her:
“Go home, and take the woolen cloak to put over your shoulders. It will protect you from this cold, and then return to the wedding..”
The girl did what her mother asked, left the wedding hall, and then headed home.
She entered the house, took the thick cloak, and covered herself with it.
As she was about to leave, she heard a woman's voice calling her name and saying:
“Oh, Sa'ad, get on the mule and don't walk again..”
The girl was scared Suaad From the horror of the call
The stranger on the road
I went out Suaad She ran out of the house, terrified, after hearing the woman's voice calling her name, ordering her to get on the mule and not walk again. The road was muddy, so she slipped and severely injured her foot, falling to the side of the road in the dark and bitter cold of the night. The whole village was busy at the wedding, and no one noticed her missing.
Fortunately, I sent Fatima Her son mohtar To see why his sister was late. He found her lying in the mud, in severe pain, surrounded by some village dogs. He ran to his parents and told them, and first aid was given. SuaadBut she spent weeks unable to walk, and suffered greatly until her foot began to heal.
Voices in the Night
CompleteComplete Fatiha The story tells what her grandfather's son experienced. Qassem As a child, she said, “At night, they would hear unusual movements inside the house, as if other people lived with us and only appeared after we went to sleep. They moved and lived at night, as if they had their own time.”
Years go by, and he grows up mohtarHis sister gets married. His parents die. Qassem وFatimaThe two sisters decided to sell the house, as they did not want to live in it. But mohtar He offered them two plots of land in exchange for giving up their share. They agreed, and the house became his. He got married and settled down in it.
Blessing and treasure
Tell FatihaMy grandfather was mohtar A blessed man who treated people with cauterization and herbs, and many visitors came to his house seeking treatment. As for my grandmother, when she was a child, a mad woman saw her, cut a lock of her hair, placed it in her hand, and then prayed for her. As she grew older, she began to see her in dreams, teaching her herbal recipes.
Give birth mohtar A daughter and three sons, including a father Fatiha واسمه Abdul SalamTheir house was always crowded with family, neighbors, and medical students.
The big mistake
One day, a daughter needed mohtar الكبرى (عمة Fatiha) to change her clothes, and did not find a suitable place, so she entered the well-known warehouse that is said to contain a buried treasure guarded by jinn. She took off her clothes and forgot them there. When night fell, and she slept in the hall designated for guests, she was surprised by a woman with an ugly, angry face entering and saying to her sharply:
“If you weren’t so young, I would have taught you a lesson you’ll never forget. Why did you hurt us where we were? We never hurt you. We left the whole house to you, so respect your boundaries.”
The girl became seriously ill after this incident, and suffered a psychological condition that caused her to fall and convulse repeatedly, and she saw the jinn in a hideous form every night, until she confessed to her mother what she had done. They then learned that what had happened to her was punishment from the jinn for entering the forbidden place without permission or ritual purity, as was the case with mohtar Always be careful.
Abbas... and betrayal
And continue Fatiha“My grandfather made a grave mistake when he trusted his friend Abbas...who traveled extensively and had connections with magicians and sorcerers. Once, he told him about the secret of the treasure, and Abbas began to insist, saying that he knew someone who could extract it and promising him a mutual profit.
to reject mohtar repeatedly, but he did not know that Abbas He would return one day with two strange men, not from Morocco. He said they were guests from a distant country, and one of them was suffering from shortness of breath and needed treatment. He welcomed them. mohtar In good faith, unaware that he is sitting with magicians.
Note Abdul SalamAnd he was young at the time, the two men's strange looks as they stared around the house and muttered unintelligible words. He began mohtar He treated the patient and noticed many scars on his body. The magician said to him: “These are from the jinn who harm me in my country... but I feel comfortable in your house.”
He asked him to recite Al-Fatihah for him, and he did. In the evening, he insisted. Abbas The two men remain in the house mohtar, because it was very hot, and their real goal was to get closer to the warehouse.
Magic Night
At night, one of them pretended to pray, entered the guest room, and began reading his incantations and writing incantations on strange papers. He watched him. Abdul SalamBut the magician ordered him to be silent. Suddenly, sleep overcame him, and all the family members fell asleep at once.
He says Abbas Later: “While we were digging, all the candles suddenly went out, and the place went dark. The jinn started hitting and slapping us hard… We didn’t see them, but we felt them. The two magicians ran away, but I couldn’t move.”
At dawn, everyone woke up and found the warehouse door open, and the remains of talismans, incense, and digging tools lying around. AbbasHe was lying behind the house, unconscious.
regret
waken Abbas And he cries, kissing the hand mohtar He asks for forgiveness, admitting his great mistake. He said:
“Greed blinded me… I didn’t mean to betray you. I was going to give you your share.
لكن mohtar قرر أن يقطع علاقته به نهائيًا. وانتشرت القصة في القرية، وصار الجميع يعلم أن في دار mohtar كنزًا تحرسه الجن، ما أغرى آخرين لمحاولة إخراجه لاحقًا
Once, Fatiha's grandmother and her aunt were alone in the house. Grandfather Mukhtar had traveled with his sons to a distant market, where he treated people and sold herbs. That day, Mukhtar's wife was baking dough at sunset when she began to see many people entering and leaving the warehouse, old and young, men and women. She was accustomed to seeing them from time to time, but never in such large numbers. So she got up, performed ablution, prayed, and sat remembering God. That night, she had a dream as if a wedding was taking place inside the house, and many strange faces were entering and leaving the room. Some of them looked like humans, others had extremely terrifying appearances, and some had feet like the hooves of beasts and animals. She could hear the sounds of their drums and musical instruments, and their singing was like that of sandpipers or desert people, their melodies like groans and calls.
Mukhtar's wife said she woke up, but the sounds of tambourines and flutes could still be heard coming from the warehouse. The next day, Mukhtar was still in the distant market with his children when a man in a dark robe stood before him and said, without greeting him, "I know." Mukhtar looked at him in surprise, and the man continued, "I know what you have at home. It is a great treasure. I can tell you some of its contents: bracelets, rings, and belts of pure gold, some silver daggers studded with precious stones, and much more. This treasure is guarded by Muslims." Mukhtar became angry, looked right and left, and then said, "Go on your way. What you are saying is not true." The man, pointing at Fatiha's father—who was a young man at the time—responded, "This son of yours is Zuhri. The jinn have tired him out, but he will tire them out. Look how thin he is!" He was indeed thin compared to his brothers. Then he added, "And you have another daughter, also Zuhri, and perhaps she has a disease caused by the jinn." Mukhtar was surprised that the man knew these details, so he asked him, “What do you want from me now?” The man smiled and said, “I will come with you, we will extract the treasure and share it, and I will rid you of these jinn forever. What do you think?” Mukhtar rejected the offer and sent him away. As he left, the man said, “You will regret it! You will regret this opportunity that you missed.”
Two nights later, Mukhtar's daughter, who was just a child at the time, came and said that a strange child with white hair and no teeth had taken her by the hand and led her into the storeroom. There she saw a wide hole filled with gold, ornaments, and jewels, the likes of which she had never seen in her life. She remained there, amazed, until the child said to her, "Now go back to sleep." The next day, she told everyone what she had seen, but no one believed her. They thought she was sick, or that she had seen it in a dream and not in reality.
Fatiha says: “My father and uncle grew old. My eldest uncle got married, then my father, and they stayed in the same house with my grandfather Mukhtar. As for the youngest, he was reckless and strayed from the straight path. Sometimes, when he got angry with his father, he would say to him: ‘You don’t want good for us. If we had unearthed that treasure, we would have a better life than this. Each of us would have our own house. How long will the treasure remain buried? One day someone will unearth it, and we are more deserving of it.’” Mukhtar would reply: “That gold is not ours, and it is not our right. It belongs to its owners.”
Fatiha's father, Abdel Salam, once had a dream about people showing him the location of the treasure. He also repeatedly saw a woman wearing a lot of gold, living in the same room as him and his wife. Fatiha says, "On the night I was born, my father saw in a dream that woman placing a jeweled necklace around my neck. Then she said to him, 'Name her Fatiha. Perhaps she will be a good omen for you, God willing.'"
Fatiha adds: “Since I was little, I felt like I had company, as if someone was covering me at night. I didn’t see them, but I felt them. Before my younger brother was born, my father saw someone in a dream saying, ‘This coming son of yours will be added to our house, and he is counted as one of us, so thank God for what he has given you, and do not object to his judgment.’” Fatiha’s brother was born in his seventh month and was mute. He had pink hair like his sister. The family grew and many of its children were Mukhtar’s grandchildren.
Fatiha says, “One night, they told us about the death of my grandfather’s sister. Everyone went to her house, young and old, and only Tawfiq, my youngest uncle, who was never very successful, remained in the house.” Tawfiq made a deal with one of them and brought a magician to exorcise the jinn and extract the treasure. They agreed to divide it up. The magician began drawing his incantations on the threshold of the house, muttering, “The guardians of the treasure are many and strong.” Then he gave Tawfiq a candle and asked him not to move from his spot. He lit incense, saying it repels the jinn, and began reciting his incantations. Moments later, the magician and his companion caught fire, and they began screaming and tossing off their burning clothes. Tawfiq even suffered burns on his foot and would have died, had it not been for God’s mercy. He ran away in fear of his father and did not tell anyone what had happened. The magician and his companion also ran away screaming in pain.
When everyone returned from the funeral, they found traces of magic and burnt clothes. At that moment, Fatiha's brother began to shake violently and then fell unconscious. The spells affected him even when they were far away. Mukhtar was furious when he learned that this was his son's doing. His wife tried to calm him down, saying that they weren't sure, and that it might be some of the neighbors' reckless children. She emphasized that no one would be able to take anything, as senior sorcerers and charlatans had tried before them, to no avail.
Tawfiq disappeared for more than a year and a half, until Abdel Salam, Fatiha’s father, met him at a livestock market. He was working with a sheep trader. He looked exhausted, his face pale and thin. Abdel Salam persuaded him to return home, telling him that he would speak to his father to ask for his forgiveness. Tawfiq returned remorseful, and everyone cried when they saw him. He asked his father and mother for forgiveness, then recounted what had happened on that fateful night. Mukhtar told him, “I will give you as much money as you want, just don’t touch the trust and leave it to its rightful owners.” Tawfiq stayed with them for a few months, then his grandfather gave him money to start a business in the neighboring town. Fatiha says, “When I was 15, suitors started coming, but most of them were greedy and talked about the treasure, and my grandfather would drive them away.”
Once, her father brought her seven delicate silver bracelets, and she was delighted. That night, she saw a woman in a dream who said to her, “I will take one of these bracelets.” Fatiha replied, “Don’t take any of them!” The woman smiled and said, “I will take just one.” In the morning, Fatiha found only six bracelets, and despite searching the bed and the room, she couldn’t find the seventh. She says that after that, three times, she found gold outside the house: a ring, then a bracelet, then a gold chain. Every time she found something, she would take it and give it to her mother, as she didn’t like gold, but silver.
Even when her groom proposed to her, she stipulated that he give her silver, not gold, to his and his family's surprise. Fatiha's husband said, "I saw you in a dream before I proposed to you. You were wearing silver bracelets and a necklace, and your hands were decorated with henna." Fatiha married and lived a simple, good life, but she was not blessed with children, which sometimes upset her. Her husband was satisfied, but his sisters kept repeating the topic of children, as if it was up to him, not God. One night, Fatiha cried bitterly after hearing them, and she saw a man enter the darkness, as if she knew him, and he said to her, "Don't cry. I have been with you since you were young. Do not despair of God's mercy, and pray with a repentant heart that He will grant you goodness. Perhaps the goodness will be in children, or perhaps in something else. This is God's will, and there is no objection to it." The man left, leaving her with peace of mind. After that, she busied herself with worship, remembrance of God, and supplication.
Grandfather Mukhtar died, and the family dispersed, each going to a separate house. Fatiha's grandmother lived with her eldest son, while Abdel Salam and his wife settled in a simple house near Fatiha, who visited them and whom they visited constantly. Tawfiq, however, had become more mature and also married after his business grew. Fatiha concludes: "The old house in the village, although it is empty all year round, no one can approach it. Anyone who tries to sneak in, the treasure guards are waiting for them. They might catch him and throw him out of the house, and he would run in terror, not looking back, and swear never to return.
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