When I first began writing this book, I never imagined I would one day share these deeply personal moments with the world. Each chapter is not just a story but a piece of my heart — a record of nights spent in fear, days filled with silent questions, and the long, winding path I took to find faith again.
This book is about more than shadows and unseen visitors. It is about the quiet strength that lives inside us all, waiting to be discovered when we are pushed to our limits. It is about love that does not end with death, about family bonds that hold us when everything else falls apart, and about the power of prayer to mend what logic cannot.
Through these pages, I have tried to be honest — painfully honest at times. Because I believe that in sharing our truest selves, we create bridges for others who might be silently carrying their own invisible battles.
To every reader who has ever felt alone in their fear, who has struggled with grief, or who has searched for light in the darkest of nights — this book is for you. I hope my journey reminds you that you are not alone, that your fears do not define you, and that even the deepest wounds can transform into unexpected sources of strength.
I am grateful beyond words to my family for standing beside me with unwavering love, to my brother whose memory continues to guide me, and to every friend and well-wisher who encouraged me to share this story.
As you turn these pages, I invite you to walk with me — not just through the fear, but toward the quiet faith that waits patiently on the other side.
Thank you for holding my story in your hands and, for a moment, in your heart.
With love and gratitude,
Risri