The sudden death of the Bengali Baba and the Jinn's mysterious knowledge about the eldest son's office situation had left the Yousuf family paralyzed with fear. The eldest son was torn between two thoughts: if this entity was powerful enough to silence a seasoned expert like the Baba, why was it not harming the family directly? Was it waiting for something, or was there a hidden price for the "favors" it was doing?
Determined to save his mother, the eldest son decided to seek help from various religious institutions in Pakistan. He wanted to see if anyone had the strength to stand against this 386-year-old entity.
First, the two brothers went to Faizan-e-Madina, a massive and well-known spiritual center. After waiting in long queues and providing their details, they were finally granted an audience with a scholar. The scholar confirmed their fears: "Your mother is possessed by a powerful Jinn." He gave them blessed water and instructed them, "Make her drink this, and when the entity manifests in the evening, recite the Holy Quran loudly near her."
The brothers returned home and followed the instructions. As soon as Mrs. Yousuf drank the water, the entity within her threw the glass across the room and burst into chilling laughter. "This will do nothing to me!" it mocked.
The eldest son began reciting the Quran with all his strength. As the holy words filled the room, the entity's laughter turned into a violent rage. "Stop it! Shut him up!" it screamed. When the son refused to stop, the entity struck the younger brother with such supernatural force that he was thrown five feet away, crashing into the wall.
Terrified, the brothers went back to the center the next day to report the violence. However, the scholars insisted they continue the same method. When the eldest son pleaded with them to visit the house and see the terror for themselves, they flatly refused to come.
Dejected and alone, the brothers returned home. The elder brother looked at the younger one and whispered, "If we try to force it out ourselves again, it will destroy us. Remember the Bengali Baba? We are on our own." The path ahead was dark, and their difficulties showed no sign of ending.
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