Among Thousand Journeys

Robbi la tadarni fardan wa-anta khirul

But the Askan always measures things by his own views and opinions, and never willing to accept the opinions of others, I remember when reprimanding him, for commanding the people to install, the answer is also: my own gold, which I stabbed myself, what is your business forbidding, so that when the price of oil rises, he hoards kerosene balers, I let it go, I let it go, let sins be borne by themselves.

Even when Askan found out, that I was going to build a council, and the person who was talking about, you say, was getting shit out

from the mouth, in Javanese : ojo kebangeten nek ngetokne tai ko cankem. poor people want to wake up from where? So always the words that are repeated, that is the reality of the world, how important it is to care for the liver, from liver disease, and liver disease that arises from the food we consume, he said, the food goes into the mouth and is processed in the stomach is taken saripati, and

some of them become substances that the body needs, and also become intake for the liver, then the liver that is fed is good even but from illegal food, guaranteed the liver will be nifak, and filled with falsehood and disease, and, the truth is that the disease is not only self-destructive but will also trouble others.

May Allah give strength to me, my young self, and I am not resilient, weak helpless, no one's back, only Allah where I lean, and Allah InsaAlloh will always be my helper, as long as I am always in the scope of truth, I am like a commander without an army, alone, and a robbi la tadarni fardan, wa-anta khirul warisiin, O Allah my Lord,

don't leave me alone, and you

preferably heir.

That is what I always believed, Allaah is all-knowing and all-seeing heart, everything can not be separated from His power and arrangement, if I do not pass with this trial, he said, then I will also be given the same trials, I always ask Allah, that I be given the strength to be patient, and succumb, given the strength to accept, and firm.

Until here I wrote this story, when I wrote this story, and when my hands pressed the letters, the clock showed 12 hours of night in less than 5 minutes (5-6-2012), the clock showed, this afternoon the protest at the village hall on the initiative of Askan was very crowded, I only saw from my window glass, because I myself had no business, because also I was undergoing not meeting humans, he said, and not talking, not even my family, or my wife and children, that's my daily life, sometimes in front of the house even though I haven't seen it all day, I just put myself in my room, I just put it in my room, like a cripple who does not go anywhere. (because it does not accept guests, then there is no story I wrote, so later thisAlloh, I call me to Banten, I will call me to Banten, insaAlloh I was asked to filter the stories of people who have experiences like me, later I will collect, and I write in this story, so that it can be used as a reading, or

lessons for those who want to judge life by side

reality, because whatever life is

veracity.

Again I say this is not entirely a real story, and if it is said my imagination may also be. so may anyone judge with his own judgment because this is just a story.

Every human being will be tested with the level of ability, and always in touch with what is lived, the more a person wants to undergo testing before being tested, the test that will be received will be lighter, the lighter, although actually the same level, but be light because it has been used to undergo the test, the human being will be tested with hunger, economics, chaos, loss, wife, family, children, position, accidents, etc, and various diseases, it can all be ascertained will befall man, if man does not prepare himself, it means not to do amaliyah riyadloh, whether fasting, whether to resist the desire of what is desired lust, whether to, and always obey, even tend to pursue what comes to whispered lust always trying to be obeyed, then when tested with tests, the pain will suddenly multiply, and when tested, the sense of loss is like a tree that is plunged deep into the earth, then lifted by force, then there will be a hole in the gaping part of the soul.

It is better for a person to prepare himself, and always prepare himself, so that when the test comes, all the problems will be calmly faced, and with the calmness of everything will be

easily find the best solution.

Often because without preparation, and life tends to indulge in pleasure, when the test comes, it is as if in this world only we ourselves have experienced the pain of the ordeal, he said, no one else has experienced the agony of our trials, so the cry of sadness, like the tears of blood has not been enough to resolve and explain the pain we suffer, but not like that, like that, every human being has veins, and has the same pain, only people who previously prepared themselves, and people who are always vigilant will reap the sweet fruit of their life journey.

Skips..

Sitting around the coffee, sometimes one glass is drunk together, not because there is no coffee, because the value of togetherness is more strengthen the heart bond, there is the Amir whose body is thin like a lidi, though every day also the portion of food is also the same, so wonder why the body is very thin too high, maybe every meal is immediately thrown in the bathroom, so that the same expenditure of income is much different, there is the Ahsin, there is the, the thin body thinner than the plywood, just look at it like feeling sorry, often given money people because it is considered an orphan, or the Lanang who prefers to extend his beard, sometimes what is wrong

eaten in all consumed his beard,

so as to nourish the body is not part, and

lots of friends, all of them

taking their seats, I also do not know many, because we are students of different generations in different times and centuries.

This time that many tell the story of Petruk, I myself forgot his real name, because many call so, he from Bogor, the Petruk said:

“This has started near the month of romadhon, so remember the same time as the month of romadhon.” said Petruk while lighting his favorite Djisamsoe cigarette.

“What story is there?” ask Lanang.

“It used to fit on mount p***, same kyai, we all want to open, but ndak no one used to break the fast, kyai nanya same all of us, there are some people, but ndak ndak,

“It's good to open use what?” ask kyai.

“En will open using kyai fish sardines..” replied Mang Sanip.

“Others like to eat what?” ask kyai to the others.

Others were also confused, because there was nothing to cook, or eat, but we answered together,

“Sarden also can kyai.”

“Good wait a minute.”

Kyai said, then Kyai went into the room, and a little later...

Seriate....