Among Thousand Journeys

Bandung Bondowoso

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

“From that it is not a group of jinn and angels.”

“Then from what nek?”

“Ya our world among jinn and angels.”.

“Then grandma was born from what?”

“Grandmother has no father and no mother. But we are of the nation, and there is the king.”.

“Hm, so yes..”

“Yeah my grandson... I want to go back to kahyangan, you take care of yourself yes my grandson..”.

After the greeting, Dewi Nawang Wulan immediately flew to return to kahyangan. It's a very strange dream. There is a voice that tells me, anything in this world becomes a perfect form it is because of the combination of various components into one, making sambel alone must be chili, garlic, garlic, even salt must also exist, if there is no chilli, or salt for example, it will not be created delicious sambel, as someone from various descendants who unite will then form a qualified person, he said, preferred iron, and high-grade items.

The dream is still going on, now my grandfather is the father of my mother, who is now coming to see me. I saw sadness on his face. I know my grandfather well, because until the age of 16 I still see my grandfather is alive.

“Mbah nang?” ask me, after I say hello. I used to call him Mbah nang.

“Iya Nur.. wah you have become a great person, your knowledge is unlimited..”.

“Wah not also mbah... I'm still like before..”.

“Yes ndak lah nang, you are now known everywhere, eee, kok at the head of your mbah there is a crown..., but it was not, the degree of mbah was lifted there because of you.”.

“Why because I to mbah... I'm just an ordinary person.?”.

“Ora nang, really this mbah, did not expect, you used to be the one who was naughty to make your mbah Iuwalahen, mumet, dizzy, if the taunya like this, yes mbah first will not nglorohi (reproving) you, you, you, wes doesn't let it..”.

“Ndak mbah, already mbah duty, first warned me, I am indeed a wayward child..”.

“Ora nang, mbah now embarrassed by you...”.

“Wah Mbah is exaggerating only..”.

“Gak kok nang, mbah very embarrassed.. ndak tau mbah maksute gusti Allah.., now mbah has died just seen, mbah so maluuuu once... until reprimanding you first.”.

“Mbah... mbah... there are not great grandparents who became great people, why am I the person I am now?.”

“Wah ngger me this my science superficial, do not know me..”.

“Try me paste ya mbah.. do not paste the science of vision see the genealogy mbah..”.

“Ya.. yes..wah ilmu much flue, there is no ngger.. Mbah this descendant from Bandung.”.

“Who to mbah..?”

“Bandung Bondowoso.. nang..”.

“Ooo who built the Prambanan temple..?” my many.

“Iya true..”

“Mbah, how is the fate of princess there..”.

“Wah I didn't see how you got there..”

“Lhoh what have you seen Mbah?”

“Ndak it mbah..”

“I pray to be united with God Mbah.”.

“Ya ngger... your prayers are great, so you are praying soba.. have only met you once Mbah has got the crown..wah really magic koe ngger..”

“Ndak mbah.. I'm an ordinary person.”.

“Wes ngger I say back there, that your grandfather Bandung Bondowoso want to see you soon..”.

My mother is gone, an old man comes near me.

“What is this mbah called Bandung Bondowoso..?” ask me after the man said a greeting that was not assalamualaikum. If not wrong, santi-santi….

“Ya ngger I was right Bandung Bondowoso, your grandfather.

“So it's true the story of building Loro Jonggrang's temple that made grandfather?”

“Truely grandson..your grandfather was the one who made it.”.

“Yes not yet, now your grandfather is low there ngger.”.

“Kakek want me to Islamize?”

“Ya want... would love to ngger.” Then I invited Bandung Bondowoso's grandfather to Islam (dream yes indeed strange). After reading the two sentences of sahadat, Bandung Bondowoso's grandfather immediately cried as much as he pleased for some time. After the crying subsides.

“Ngger, grandfather never during life experience happiness like this, thanks ya ngger.”

“Ya cake, equally..., cake if you may know grandchildren, is it true that grandfather built Sewu temple with the help of jin?”

“What a ngger, it's a real story, and indeed grandfather has an army of genies that can help build the temple.”

“Kok me as the king of jinn, often reigning jinn, but the stone brought is magical, not real.?”.

“Walah ngger, the genie is now different from the genie of antiquity."

“Bedanya where cake, instead of equally jinnya.”

“Ya different only..”.

“What genie grandfather is still alive?”

“There are grandchildren, but grandfather already can not call them.”

“What is this them cake?” I said after pulling all the genies who became Bandung Bondowoso's grandfather's men.

“Lah... true your knowledge is very high cu, your grandfather is nothing...”.

“Wah this grandpa is low..”

“Ya is not cu, this grandfather is a spirit, where can use the lowest everything..”.

“Kek, if I may this genie I order to lift the stone?”

“Ampun kyai... I can not accept orders from anyone except Kanjeng Prabu Bandung Bondowoso.” said the genies.

“How's cake..?”

“You obey this grandson of mine.”.

“Sendiko dawuh Kanjeng Prabu.

“Had I stayed first, thank you my degree has moved there..”.

“Sama-sama kek...” Shortly Bandung Bondowoso grandfather flew up. I was faced with billions of genies.

“You live where?” ask me to the jinn who bow down in front of me solemnly.

“We stay at the gate Prambanan gusti..”

“Do not call me wrestling, just call kyai..”

“Ya kyai, I just follow what kyai.” says

“Don't I Islamize in Prambanan and surrounding jinn, why don't you ever come to me to ask in Islamkan?”

“Wah kyai, we do not dare to face, if we do not call us, we are descendants of Mr. Prabu Bandung Bondowoso, we are just small people.”

“You guys Islamize first yes..”

“Siap kyai, what kyai ordered, we will do.”

Then I taught him to recite two sentences of the sahadat, and when I finished, I spoke again.

“You can transport a large stone as anchoring a stone belonging to grandfather Bandung?”

“Can kyai, but we can only at night, if during the day we can not.”

“Ooo so apparently... I once ordered thousands of giants to transport stones, but ndak not be real, the stone remains magical, that's how?”

“Ya kyai, if the stone is taken from the occult realm, if,

yes still occult kyai, stone taken and lifted from the real world, later the stone will be real, kyai buy stone only, later we will rank.”

“Walah, then ndak need to be dispatched..”

“Then how do you want kyai?”

“Yes all the late rivers, Mount Merapi and all the mountains in all directions is my territory, why not take from there.?”.