Among Thousand Journeys

Maung

His followers were mostly of the damaged people in his area already many, even in a hidden state.

“What's kyai, kok I have to place

Macan?”

“Let's invite him nglakoni nggila, but he won't want, people already broken like that kok still in the corner of his heart want in-wakah lai, ah Macan....Macan...!”.

“If kyai already knows she doesn't want to dig, then,

why should I go to Tiger Kyai's house?…”

“Then go there anyway..! Still have money?” ask kyai, that is how kyai, everywhere it feels like there is no kyai who dialogues with his students santrinya that detail, he said,

Kyai knows how much money in my pocket I have left, but she still asks,,

“Still kyai..”

“This is to buy cigarettes, the cigarettes do not have, right?”

Kyai poured money two hundreds of thousands on me, indeed my cigarette has run out, I remember that in the cottage first, I had no money and no cigarettes, either, tobacco from uthis (butts) is also absent, so Kyai called me, and gave me a cigarette.

Strangely enough at the time I imagined, though

sometimes I think of a strange cigarette

strange, for example Cigarilos roko. If it is kyai

calling me will give you a cigarillos cigarette.

Once my friend found a package of Djisamsoe cigarettes, which was black, not paper, and we talked about, how does it feel??, suddenly Kyai called me and gave me that plastic Djisamsoe cigarette.

I immediately received the cigarette that Kyaiku gave me, why not get rejected? Well that's upload

his upload, his manners, ordered anything, or given anything must be ready to accept, although sometimes unreasonable..

Because it is different from ordinary kyai, while still

sleeping on my lap, Kyai asked

needs of guests one by one, and give

solution.

After the guests have all left, Kyai wakes up

from my lap.

“What is ordered by Syaih Abdul K.......….?” ask kyai. And even though I thought I would be asked about it, I was shocked, too,

but soon I realized that Kyai knew about it.

“Anu kyai I was told to perfect the science,

and requested immediately baiat Toriqoh ........” I replied.

“Yes then later arrive at the cottage I will

baiat.” said kyai patted my shoulder.

”Now leave immediately for the home of the Tiger..!”

I immediately kissed Kyai's hand, and stepped away, because the other guests had come to kyai's front.

Kyai is a reader of Toriqoh ............. handed over by Abah....., also handed over from Abuya from the Shaih N pesantren...... T...., Attack. Although kyai did not mondok in both pesantren.

I immediately took my bag that was still in the room, and did not forget to say goodbye to Mr. Dadang.

I stopped the bus in front of the restaurant,

the clock showed ten o'clock in the afternoon, the heat seemed to sting my head, fortunately I was wearing a milk chocolate cloth headgear, which was made of velvet, like a thick prayer cloth, so my head even though it was hot was a bit comfortable,

I tied my hair back and put my shirt in.

After choosing the bus, I finally

get a bus that majors in the terminal of Kampung Rambutan.

After a long time the car drove, at three noon entered the Kampung Bus terminal

Rambutans. I immediately looked for a motorcycle taxi behind the terminal and after bargaining the price, I was escorted to the Ciracas area, where the Tigers lived.

There were actually three Kyai disciples

really my age is myself, I am,

Tiger, and Haqi.

Haqi himself has become a toriqoh teacher in East Java, in addition to opening a filling body,

Ojek dropped me off in front of his home Tiger, a simple house, a woman

beautiful wife Tiger is babysitting his son in front of the house..

That woman who really knows me immediately welcomed me with greetings, because she used to be one of my lovers, ah past.

His name is Idaraya.

“Ee Iyan... alone?”sapana.

“Iya nih Da... Tiger is there?”

“There, but still sleeping.., let's go in first..”.

I went in and sat on the sofa. While Ida went inside. I remember, back then at the boarding school, me and the Tigers were very familiar friends, we were like sponges and lids, where I was, there must be Tigers, bathing, cooking, cooking, and sleep is always together.

When it comes to sleeping, this tiger can't separate from me, we always sleep one pillow, nothing, even a Tiger is a hero but he's very timid, afraid of ghosts.

Because the santri had no kobong

alone, so still sleeping in the dumps of the jinn, which covers twenty square meters, although the place is spacious and neat buildings but because it has been decided to dispose of the captured jinn, the place of the, so impressed with the haunted.

Well this genie disposal room is inhabited by

thousands of jin, maybe even millions, if I am used to it, even if again the body of the pegel, not infrequently I ask for massage, because it is inhabited by a lot of jinn,,

So day and night in this spacious room is very cold, as in the refrigerator only, if the day even though it feels hot outside, but the air inside is very cold, too cold, even if sleep does not use a blanket, then the body feels not

strong, because of the cold.

That night the tiger sat down with a blanket

she had a scabbard and was still wearing levis pants,

because it was so cold, he slept

with me a pillow, if I leave he will definitely wake up, especially when there is night

guests who fainted from seeing the pocong, the,

kuntilanak and skull, it's getting

A tiger is so.

“Ian... Dah sleeps yet..?”

the Tiger's voice rang out from behind the sheath, as his face was covered in a scabbard, afraid to see the creepy things.

Though this tiger is a big tall man, his face is spooky, cheeks are hollow

stone acne scars, thick eyebrows, bulging nose, thick lips, red poking eyes, and muscular body, if the voice is heavy.

“What's up?” I asked who had not slept, yet,

I'm used to twisting tasbih while sleeping,

continuing wiridku.

“I'm actually getting married..” indeed.

at that time Ida was not yet the wife of the Tiger. But

it's my ex-boyfriend.

“You, want to get married? Didn't I hear wrong

Can..?”

“Bener, I'm not lying..”

“Wah you are so ugly, how do you do it..”.

“This is parental matchmaking, same parents, so

I haven't seen the girl myself..”.

“Wah if you have not seen the girl, do not

want Can..!”

“Ya if you see the girl in the photo already Iah, but if you stare directly who has not.”.

“Oo so, you brought the photo Can? If you bring it, then,

let me see saucy not the guy.”

Seriate...........