Among Thousand Journeys

Banalities

Coincidentally the truck I was carrying was attacked by a herd of jumping squirrels, I was helpless, and was herded into the forest, my shipment was moved to their truck and I was about to be killed, by being thrown into the abyss, I was resigned, my wong was tied up and dragged into the forest, there was a hitchhiking, tasked with killing me, when I wanted to be killed, if Allah does not want to die, there is a way for Allah to save me.”

“How is it that you can survive?” manya curious.

“Yes at that time I wanted to be beheaded, and my body was about to be thrown into the abyss, but when the sword was about to be swung into my head, there was one who held back.”

“Ee a minute... a minute Jo..! My kok

like ever seeing this guy.” said the guy while flashlighting the flashlight he brought towards me.

“Wah sure enough this is kang Sunoto, my neighbor

Jo..” said the person who directed the flashlight towards me, while raising my lowered face.

“Dah release release..” said the jumping squat who recognized me, whose face was still covered with a face-covering cloth.

“This is me kang, your neighbor.. Wugiri.” said the young man in front of me who opened the cover

her face.

I just bengong “Wah how can it be so you Wu? how to be garong so?”

“Ya debt demands kang.” replied Wugiri.

“Yes indeed if God wants to save people yes will be saved, for example kok neighbor until it is not so one of the jumping squirrels, maybe nyawane until also have gone to acherat, so everything is just grateful, also no need to blame your neighbor Wugiri, he could have initially borne a lot of debt, then later entered into a squat group, actually Allah's intention is that he be made God the way when robbed, then until can be saved, God arranged everything with a chain chain, continued connecting.” I explained.

“Iya kyai, I have been blaming

Wugiri, why did he get robbed like that? it is also true said mr. Kyai, if Wugiri is not a robber, it could be now I am dead.” Sutono said, his eyes looking far away, maybe imagining Wugiri who had helped him, but instead he always blamed him for being a robber.

Mr. Sutono and his son slept for a few days at the ceremony, so much time he used to chat with me, as long as I saw at my ceremony also I never saw Mr. Sutono performing prayers, he said, but I let it go, despite the many complaints of my dhikr worshippers, and the antipathy from them, the pity that was initially there was slowly eroded, he said, sympathy also began to thin seeing the father did not pray, but I let it go, everyone has their own beliefs.

“Dikir at this event is done anytime mr kyai?” ask Sutono sir in between the talks

us both.

“Every day there is also, but if you want to join that many people just come in the same legi week night kliwon week.” I replied with half explaining.

“Kok night legi week same night sunday kliwon? Like there's a kejawennya element?” ask her lightly.

“It is just a matter of time placement, to make it easier, because the branches are many, so as not to collide with the schedule of dhikr in other branches, and if desired gather together at the central council, so that, all branches do not leave the schedule dzikirnya.” explained me.

“Ooo not related to java?”

“No.”

“I and my friends yesterday bembug, it's friends who yesterday sent us here, they want to invite us to join this dhikr event, is it allowed?”

“Ya is fine, please just come, if the time there is a schedule dzikir.”

“What are the terms Kyai?”

“Ndak use terms, just wear white clothes if you have, if you don't have also no white clothes, wear ordinary clothes just as well as neat, and bring water to be filled with prayer, if you don't have any, later for each requirement.”

“That's what water can for our purposes that mostly sales of green bean porridge.”

“Yes insaAllah will be blessed and sell well, used only later proven itself, if I talk grandiose later also what is the use if it turns out there is no effect whatsoever, it is the same that I cheat, so just follow dzikir, bring water, later the water dido’ itself to sell green bean porridge selling sweet, well proven itself, later sell what not?”

“What is charged?”

“Wah endak at all, do not use the cost at all, even here who participated dzikir it was dubbed

BASTARD.”

“Iya because BAr ngaJI maNGAN, it's Javanese, it means to eat directly.” “Ooo so..”.

“So can ya we come?”

“Bby.” My answer is short, yes because I also know, our conversation is just a trite talk, like people have no talking material so talk can be talked about, like, because Mr. Sutono also never came to a lecture meeting at all, it's natural, and inviting someone to the good is also not that easy, too, and Allah wills only on whom Allah wills

get it, sometimes the far too can even the near even not be able to.

Sometimes even strange worshipers sometimes come from Jakarta, Bogor, Sukabumi, Bandung, Purwokerto, Semarang, Jogya Solo, Surabaya, but even the right-left neighbors rarely want to come along, that's what I feel weird sometimes.

“Sorry sir yai, I can ask?”

“Bby... instead of earlier we ask an answer?”

“It's about my wife.”

“Why with his wife?”

“My wife likes possession also from the first.”

“Meanings sir?”

“Yes my wife likes to be possessed, if my son is possessed, 5 people are still strong hold it, but if my wife is possessed, 8 people are also still thrown.”

“Kok strong so.?”

“Yes if possessed it likes to gang like a tiger.”

“So yes... try brought here.”

“I've brought here kyai, but don't want..”.

“Does his wife have any knowledge, I mean have studied a strange science?”

“Iya kyai... my wife's father is a shaman, who used to also treat people.”

“Ooo la kok why ndak treat his son until the one who wanted to sacrifice the person who took the pesugihan.”

“Have tried but lost instantly, and it hurts, so don't dare anymore,”

“What does the wife learn sampean?” my many.

“That's kyai, this according to kyai right what's wrong?”

“How is it?”

“I usually if the same wife, let's say we want to go home to Cirebon, while we have no fare at all, we still take the bus, and later on the bus spell my wife read, and, and strangely we anywhere will not be withdrawn fare.”

“That's wrong, not true like that.”

“But we keep it tight, we do not use it every day kok kyai.”

“Ya if every day does not have fees and every day kepepet will be used every day, even every hour.”

“Iya also yes, hehehhe.”

“That's a pity that the bus driver can't get money, la eg all the passengers had the habit of like a wife sampaan, la all the buses in Indonesia....

Seriate....