Among Thousand Journeys

Evo Yulianti Dousand's

Then Kyai told us to untie the turban, with our hearts pounding, and to our surprise, all the coffee leaves we had collected had become all money, still tied to the banana clasp. We all looked in amazement, including the guests, and Kyai called one of Kyai's well-known guests. His name is Vishnu.

“Pak Vishnu, please Mr. Vishnu take this money away and I ask to buy a car landcluser.”kata Kyai.

Mr. vishnu he eh aja then went to bring the money. Tomorrow comes a car that is still kinyis-kinyis according to Kyai's request.

That morning before the sun came out of his quarrel, nyai Bundo had left, had previously pleaded with Kyai, then walked into the courtyard, spread out his carpet, stood on it, recited a spell, and then walked into the courtyard, his body and carpet flew up, the grandmother waved to Kyai who delivered to the door of his house. Grandmother's face was so radiant with peace.

Such is the case in this pesantren every day there are Islamized people, cured diseases, resuscitated drug addicts, incarnated bromocorah, resuscitated thugs, and, with tenderness and affection are also the advantages of Kyai. The morning sun shone brightly, her face sparkling like the red of the village girls who wanted to go to the river to wash clothes and bathe, the dew on the grass like a manic tapestry, glittering happily as if not afraid soon the beautiful sari will disappear along with the afternoon that began to make up. There were some guests waiting for Kyai to meet, some were chatting, some were sitting idly. Seen a black dop BmW sedan. Stop in the parking lot, then put into the parking lot away from the coconut trees that do dominate the plants around the boarding school. In addition to coffee pesitan, picung, and mlecak there is also a mlinjo tree. After the car stopped, three people came out of it, one man and two women, apparently three people, a girl and her mother's father.

Duilah beautiful, really beautiful girl, although in this cottage often the arrival of artists, but indeed this girl is really beautiful, beautiful eyes perfect face a sharp nose, very beautiful, lips that are glazed but thin, eyebrows that are curved like an Arab sword, chin taper, uh skin pure white but emit light, may often bathe in milk and honey. A tall but dense body. Wow so I'm just imagining the nonchalant, it turns out that I'm not the only one who was amazed, the Jauhari, Kholil and Mujaidi, who were sweeping the yard, also stupefied to see it, the broom in their hands was released. And drool dripped - netes from the edge of their mouths, wah can be ashamed, I immediately approached them, and

reminded them. The three of them immediately

realized, and quickly resumed his activities, sweeping the courtyard.

I was actually also drooling, but little, not as much as they were.

The attraction of women and men is also the admiration of the perfection of creation of God, it is natural, women look at men, also on the contrary, then amazed, it is natural, as long as it does not continue its gaze into the view of adultery of the eye. What is not natural is that if men see a female goat, then arise lust. This is our life is given animal lust, but we are also given mind, lust makes us despicable, but by putting in its place really lust does not make man contemptible.

Skips...

The beautiful girl who came with her parents approached one of the students who was sweeping the courtyard. Coincidentally, Kolil approached, and Kolilpun still pretended to be busy sweeping, cold sweat came out flooding, trembling his hanky uniting.Then the girl asked, asking,

“Mas, Kyainya there?” ask the girl.

Actually, what is asked is just an ordinary question, which is a question

for guests who have just come and want to meet Kyai. But because Kolil was groggy, first, and the voice of the girl was like the sound of a flute from another realm, then Kolil was excited, like a person who was drowning in a deep lake.

“nga...ngu.uit...cz...

Seeing the bad behavior, I immediately approached.

“You met Kyai huh?” answered by the three men.

“Let's follow me.” I also walked first, while thinking, surely the Kolil later tonight can not sleep, even if it can sleep, surely all night will be delirious, until morning.

After arriving at the place, Kyai was still busy treating a guest, while the other guests were still waiting in line, immediately the three people I asked in line. Kyai is named Mr. Saipudin, he is a district attorney in Banten, because he handles a problem Mr. Saipudin is having people. Suddenly the tall, four-tenth-year-old man spewed thick blood, from his mouth, while Kyai treated through Kyai's hand taped to his back.

And Kyai called me,

“All the Tarsan took the green coconut.” said Kyai, which I immediately understood the meaning.

Tarsan immediately climbed a coconut, after getting an order from Kyai, his body was the same

once not attached to the coconut tree, his accomplices nimble attached to the coconut tree, like the hands and feet belong to spiderman, not until five minutes three coconuts are obtained without being dropped, he said, because it is such coconuts that Kyai commands. After the coconut was filled by Kyai, one coconut was drunk by the father of Saipudin, and the other two made a bath. After the guests were served one by one, it was the turn of the girl and her parents. The man began to introduce himself named Purnomo, and his wife and the beautiful girl was the adopted son of Mr. Pur, named Evo, whose father was originally German and his mother Indonesian, since the age of 12, her mother has

died, and his father returned to his country, so that pak Purnomo who

nurturing him.

Mr. Pur took a breath, then continued his story. But unfortunately his religion is Christian, following his mother's religion. Kyai looked at me for a moment and then said to Evo,

“Do you want to know your mother's situation there.”

“How can I know, my mother has died.” replied the girl innocently.

Kyai then told me to call Jauhari, a santri from Madura, whose face was a bit boxy, medium height who liked to shower for a long time but whose skin remained black as well. But indeed Jauhari is good, meet anyone he will smile, or maybe deliberately smile because he wants to show everyone that he has white teeth. Jauhari immediately faced Kyai still with his trademark smile, but he did not dare to look at the beautiful girl sitting there, fearing that her drool could not be held back and flooded, would embarrass Kyai.

“What's Kyai?” he said, still smiling.

“Hur.! Here sit facing there.” said Kyai, telling Jauhari to sit back to Kyai, which Kyai immediately did.

Slowly Kyai's right hand was raised high

the height of the palm was open, then the palm was clasped. The eyes of Mr. Pur, his wife, and Evo looked unblinkingly, suddenly Kyai's hand was like throwing something at Jauhari's back. Suddenly Jauhari's body suddenly rolled in a bamboo gallon, his voice pitting, but not Jauhari's voice but a woman's voice.

“Aduh... please, geez, sakiit.. don't hit again, geez....” Jauhari's voice that became the voice of the woman whimpering sometimes crawled, but like someone hit her from behind, but like someone hit her from behind, his back to meandered, then rolled, like it was not strong enough to endure unparalleled pain.

Mr. Purnomo and his wife were surprised, astonished, and various questions gathered into one. But even more surprising is Evo, the face of the beautiful girl, pale white like cotton, he involuntarily screamed, “mama!”

Hearing Evo's voice, Jauhari who was still rolling got up and crawled closer to Evo, still complaining and crying, crying,

“Is that Evo?” the voice of the woman in Jauhari's body asked,

“Evo Yulianti Dousand.”

Evo inched back, Jauhari's black face getting worse, maybe that's what makes Evo....

Seriate....

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