Changing the Destiny of Aisha
Karam Baba's...

Aisyah climbed a giant yellow Tulip flower and they rushed off lightning bolts following the entourage of Persian male dancers who had just left the Sara Caravan area.

"Follow the dance troupe!", said Aisyah exclaiming loudly at the giant yellow Tulip flower that was flying.

"What are you looking for miss?" said the ancient antique clock.

"Can you make us invisible, ancient antique clock?" said Aisyah.

"Why miss ? We are at the very top of the earth so that no one will be able to see us then for what to be invisible?" said the ancient antique clock.

"We will soon descend to the bottom following the troupe of dancers up close!" said Aisyah.

"We will enter the dance troupe that is in the train only miss!", said the ancient antique clock.

"You mean?" said Aisyah.

"Hamba will make Miss Aisyah invisible so that we can enter the middle of the dance troupe in the train!", said the ancient antique clock.

"Alright, let's go there immediately!", said Aisyah with a smile.

"Of course, miss ! Get ready!", said the old antique clock.

Aisyah got ready by getting out of her seat and standing on a giant yellow Tulip.

""YOU ARE MY MASTER AND I AM YOUR LOYAL SERVANT, THE CLOCK, THE ANTIQUE CLOCK TURN!!!", exclaimed the ancient antique clock.

A bright light emitting a rainbow full of stars glowed from within Aisyah's body and slowly Aisyah's body faded into a shadow ranging from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head all looking like a pseudo shadow which is running.

"Wow !!! Wow !!! My body turned invisible, old-fashioned antique clock!?", cried Aisyah amazed.

"Congratulations ! Congratulations miss!", said the old antique clock cheerfully.

"Well let's get inside the train of the dancers of the ancient antique clock!", said Aisyah then grabbed the antique clock and hid the antique clock in her pocket.

Aisyah then moved from the giant yellow Tulip flower into the dance troupe and in a blink of an eye Aisyah's body was in the carriage.

"We have arrived in the carriage, ancient antique clock ! Is that foreign man not going to see us in this carriage?" said Aisyah whispering in an ancient antique clock.

"They won't be able to see our whereabouts, miss, no matter how great our knowledge we won't be able to see!" said the ancient antique clock.

"really ? Then let's get closer to them!", said Aisyah then walked past the dancers who were sitting in the carriage.

Aisyah still did not find the foreign man who had met her in the Sara Caravan, then she saw the figure of the hooded man who was bowing his head down. "Is that the foreign man who just met her!?", inner Aisyah.

In a blink of an eye Aisyah moved her body closer towards the foreign man.

"Did he see us, old antique clock?", whispered Aisha slowly.

"I don't think miss!?", replied the ancient antique clock.

"What if he sees it !? What should we do!?", said Aisyah shuddering.

"No stranger will see us here!", said the ancient antique clock and moved closer to the stranger.

"Be careful, old antique clock ! It is very dangerous if you fly too close to him!", said Aisyah.

"Look ! He doesn't feel our presence near him miss ! Believe me!", said the ancient antique clock as it circled in front of the stranger's face.

Aisyah then sat down beside a foreign man named Aidl while glancing at him.

"I hope he can't see myself near him" Aisyah said slowly.

Aidl just kept silent and kept his head bowed downwards flinching for the least. He closed his eyes while leaning against the moving car.

The carriage moved quickly and swayed to make everyone in the train feel the vibration of the train when speeding.

"Where is this train heading, ancient antique clock?" said Aisyah slowly.

"Let me see miss!", said the ancient antique clock.

The street in front of the train was clearly visible through the vision of an ancient antique clock and an ancient antique clock made a mirror ball in front of them.

"We're heading towards the town of miss!", said the ancient antique clock.

"That means the location of the caravan is on the edge of the city?" said Aisyah while watching the mirror ball in front of her.

"True miss, it is usually a caravan placed on the edge of the city so that every traveler from various provinces can rest after a long and long journey!" said the ancient antique clock.

"Oh so..?" said Aisyah slowly.

Aisyah looked at the road in the mirror ball and the speed of the train moving on the gravel road.

"This mirror ball is like a computer monitor screen that can access various impressions from any media!" said Aisyah.

"Aren't you able to create a variety of modern and sophisticated equipment in bathrooms as well as caravans !? Don't you understand with the computer!?", said Aisyah astonishedly.

"Hamba only granted all requests by copying all the goods in the world without knowing what the names of these items were!" said the ancient antique clock.

"AHA ! You are so cute, old-fashioned antique clock!", said Aisyah smiling slightly as she covered her mouth.

"That's called a miracle!", said the ancient antique clock laughing softly.

They did not care about the foreign man who was beside Aisyah anymore and focused on paying attention to the direction of the carriage road that was in the magic mirror ball.

"Well, by the way, do you understand what dance troupe they are, old antique clock?" said Aisyah and turned to the group of men in the carriage.

"When viewed from the way they dress they are dancers Karam Baba, miss!", said the ancient antique clock.

"It turns out that in Persia there was a male dancer that I just found out!" said Aisyah.

"Absolutely, ladies, all the world has their own dance characteristics!", said the ancient antique clock.

"Baba's Karam ? What kind of dance?" said Aisyah.

"Male Persian dance which is now also performed by women, is, the dance that comes from a Sufi story where a servant in the king's palace falls in love with one of the harem girls and sings this song out of grief can't be with him!", obviously an ancient antique clock.

"Isn't it a dance full of sadness why it was performed in a show celebrating the Nowruz Festival?" said Aisyah.

"Everyone in the Nowruz Festival can contribute his or her skills to the performance at the Nowruz Festival!", says the ancient antique clock.

"Mmm..", murmured Ayesha. "So we're free to appreciate everything in the show at the celebration of welcoming spring !?"

"That's true, miss, but usually in the Nowruz Festival there is a rotating dance performance that requires religious meaning" said the ancient antique clock.

"Dance turns?" said Aisyah raising her eyebrows.

"Yes..., you can see it in that magic mirror ball?" said the ancient antique clock.

Aisyah turned her gaze towards the magic mirror ball in front of her. He saw a man wearing a black robe and a white tenure.

"The man is dancing around!!!", Aisyah cried in surprise.

Ancient antique clocks say, if the black robes and white tenures worn by dancers swirling dance has a meaning that each symbolizes the grave and shroud. It means that people always remember death.

Aisyah shuddered in horror at the explanation of the ancient antique clock that explained the circling dance inside the magic mirror ball.

"But the dance was not performed in Persia but in other foreign countries for the first time miss, indeed the creator of the dance is a person of Persian origin!", explained the ancient antique clock.

"Hmph...!?" said Aisyah muttering softly.

"A new spinning dance is on display in the celebration of the Nowruz Festival after the fall of the Persian imperial period!", said the ancient antique clock.

"So right now we are in the imperial century?" said Aisyah.

"To be exact in the century of the Safavid Dynasty ! Five hundred years ago!", said the ancient antique clock.

"When you were locked in that magical wooden box of bidara, wasn't it!?" said Aisyah.

"Yes, what the lady said is absolutely right ! The Safavid dynasty began with a Sufi movement in Azarbaijan called Safawiyeh. The founder of the Sufi movement was Sheikh Safi Al-Din in 1252–1334, but we are now in the late Safavid period when the dynasty was ruled by Ismail I five hundred years ago where slaves were confined in bidara wooden boxes !", word old antique clock long.

"God ! This is really very complicated, old-fashioned antique clock !? I am really dizzy with your explanation!?", said Aisyah.

"You must know the origin where the servant began because it relates to the master of the servant" said the ancient antique clock.

"Rightly what are you saying, isn't that great Great Lord a Sufi?" said Aisyah furrowing her brows.

"It is true and it was five hundred years ago that the servant was confined in a bidara wooden box as the curse of the great lord" said the ancient antique clock sadly.

"Ampuun...!? How is this ? What should I do to help you, old-fashioned antique clock!?", said Aisyah desperately.

Aisha understood that she was in the great dynasty of Persia and she believed so much that she would help the ancient antique clock of the jinn to face the great lord of this dynasty.

"Nature !!! How is this!?", cried Aisyah softly as she pulled the end of her head covering cloth in panic.

"Miss is fine?", said the ancient antique clock dumbfounded at Aisyah's facial expression that widened her eyes round and almost both eyes out. "Yes, forgive me ! Miss's face is awful !?"

"What more terrifying is it, ancient antique clock, to face the death that is waiting for us ahead of me than my face !? Hah!?", said Aisyah goosebumps.

"Don't talk too much like that, miss, you're scarier!", said the old-fashioned antique clock laughing softly.

"You are this!?" said Aisyah pouting. "Oh my God ! What should I do in the middle of nowhere ?"

"God ! We don't need to fight the great lord, miss, we're just looking for answers on how to return to the servant ! We are not here to fight my great lord!?", said the ancient antique clock.

"What do you think, but we will definitely face the power of the great lord, ancient antique clock!?" said Aisyah.

The train speeding towards the Persian city carrying the dance troupe with Aisyah, looks like a giant yellow Tulip flower is floating following the dance troupe from a height on the ground.