Among Thousand Journeys

Khayangan

“Yes then, thanks for the presence of all of you... sorry to interrupt the break of the grandfathers...” I said completely wrong. I just forgot that dream, ah it doesn't feel so important, all this time I don't know who my grandfather is also no problem. But the more I tried not to know, the more it tickled my curiosity. Is it true that Sunan Ampel or Sunan Giri is my great-grandfather?Dreams again…. Sunan Ampel and Sunan Giri sat in front of me,

“Sorry I am not a khatib kanjeng Sunan.”.

“Heheeh, you khatib ngger, we all call you khatib, that's your nickname in the spirit realm.”.

“Sorry why do you two always visit me? Is it possible that there may be both Sunan's blood flowing in my blood?.”

“True once...” replied Sunan Ampel.

“Yes very true ngger, my blood flows in your blood.., try to write the genealogy up to you.” said kanjeng Sunan Ampel.

Half an hour writing a long genealogy, from both of him. From Sunan Ampel the shorter his pedigree connects to him, but from Sunan Giri the longer and winding. But my grandfather's name was strange I'd never heard of it.

“Is this really Sunan kanjeng?” asku, “Why is my grandfather's name in kanjeng Sunan Ampel the same in kanjeng Sunan Giri different?”

“That's the nickname ngger, not the real name.”

“Thanks kanjeng Sunan.” said I was still confused, because in the genealogy I know, I have heard that I am a descendant of Jaka Tingkir, Jaka, and if in my area I am a descendant of the lineage of Sheikh Abdul Jabar, but why did it reach Sunan Giri? Ah, it just confused me. I kept quiet in my confusion, and heard their message.

“Before we go, remember ngger strong bear this trust you, so the patient ya ngger ordeal is very heavy.”

“Prieve me cake, I'm just an ordinary person, your grandson is a weak person with no power.” I was stunned until the two of them said hello and left. Still in confusion. I tried to ask the angel Khodam, and he also replied that the genealogy was true. Even more confused. In the next dream, I was visited by Sheikh Abdul Jabar, he smiled…

“Who is this?” my many.

“I'm Abdul Jabar, your grandfather.”.

“Shaikh Abdul Jabar Nglirip?” my many.

“True...”.

“What is true according to my fathers and grandfathers, I am a descendant of Jabar's grandfather?”

“What a ngger... it is not at all wrong.”

“But yesterday Sunan Giri and Sunan Ampel came to me, if I was their descendant.”

“It is also true, their blood does flow in your blood ngger..” I took the lineage written by Sunan Giri and Sunan Ampel. And I showed it to Sheikh Abdul Jabar.

“What is this genealogy true, but why is my grandfather's name not the same?”

“Begini ngger, the ancients always used nicknames, so the ones Sunan Giri and Sunan Ampel wrote were nicknames, not real names.”

“Ooo apparently so yes kek..., is that grandfather also the brother of Sangmbu's grandfather who was in Lasem yes kek?” manyaku.

“Iya ngger... Your genealogy reaches Jaka Tarub.” explained Shaykh Jabar.

“Kok get there too?”

“You are how to ngger..., ngger..., indeed there are people who can have advantages like this, if not mixed genealogy combined, from Rosululloh SAW, combined with genealogy from the world, kahyangan, right in your blood flows the blood of Jaka Tarub's wife, Dewi Nawang Wulan, so why can you conquer and become the king of the jinn kingdom, I just can't really, heheheheh.”.

“I feel small cake, I have nothing... can even trust this big..?”.

“Already, just run taqdirnya wrestling Allah ngger.”.

“My prayers are cake..”

“Oh yes white tiger waiting for grandfather's grave have you Islamkan yes.”

“Iya cake, tiger, and all the forest guard Nglirip also jin who claimed princess Nglirip all I have Islamkan kek.”

“Weh... weh... my grandson, I am proud to have a grandson like you ngger, has become the king of all genies throughout the earth, still takes care of the little jinn, because the grandfather does not have his knowledge, remember the grandson.not many jinn here, later the fullness is not good, if already Islam ya tell back to his residence, each of them, I see here it is too full of jin, not good to take care of many jin, it is better to multiply invite humans.”

“InsaAllah kek.. if possible the grandson asked for his knowledge..”.

“I can't even cake, really grandchildren still don't know any science, grandchildren are actually very minimal religious knowledge.”.

“Have not been so humble.., just follow what your teacher says, kyai **** that...”.

“InsaAllah cake, always pray for your naive grandson.”

Such is the dialogue with Sheikh Abdul Jabar. The dream still continues, the more strange the groove. A beautiful woman came to me. I can't describe her beauty, it's so beautiful, like a movie star there's nothing as beautiful as this woman, I think I'll quickly forget the beauty of a woman like this, like this, because I can't find a comparison of the beauty that you have. But his eyes closed, unwilling to see me, but his nose sniffed, like smelling burning flip-flops. After saying hello,

“Who is this?” I'm kinda dag dig dug.

“I...” he replied as he continued to sniff, and his eyes closed.

“I who, if I may know.”

“I... i.. I smell the blood of my descendants..”.

“Where?” my many.

“You ngger, you are the blood of my descendants, I smell the blood of my descendants radiating strongly from your body.”

“If I may know, who is this mother?”

“I Dewi Nawang Wulan, wife of Jaka Tarub.”

“Haa..., so Jaka Tarub's story is true?”

“What a ngger... I'm Nawang Wulan I'm still dumbass, like my dream is getting towards the fairy tale.

Have let it go, this dream where it is also up, why I bother, dream keceplung gulf just do not hurt, let alone dream of meeting an angel.

“Means that Nawang Wulan's grandmother really exists, and this grandmother is my grandmother?” my many.

“Truely, wah I lost the crown, I lost the crown when it came down to earth, and I did not find.”

“What city is nek?”

“Crown used by angels in heaven.” Then my hand reflexes to take a crown, the name is also a dream, so ‘klap’ is just in the hand directly there is a crown.

“What is this nek?”

“No, unlike that ngger, his crown is like a headband of gold, and in front of him there is a carving of his decoration.”.

Then my hand took the crown again.

“What is this nek?”

“Yes right, very true my grandson..your science is very powerful..., just waving your hands you have found your grandmother's crown, even though grandma has long sought it.”.

“Nek, why don't grandma open her eyes, don't you want to see your granddaughter?”

“I can't see earth ngger..”.

“Why?”

“You yourself know the story.. Your grandmother made a mistake in marrying your grandfather Jaka Tarub, so grandma can't open her eyes, but grandma saw you my granddaughter, even though my grandmother's eyes were closed, hm, grandma is proud of you.”.

“What heaven is there to nek?”

“There... “.

“What is this grandma from the nation of jinn or angels?”