Among Thousand Journeys

Intermediate Sukmo Rogo

How can a man whose stomach is always filled with good food pity a man who is hungry, he mistakenly thinks, if the words whose name is hungry do not exist, because it has stuck his mind with satiety, also the same as witchcraft, always many people say nothing, because it has blocked the mind by a sense of modern pretentiousness. Then who will help the person affected by evil magic someone named santet.” Kyai said at length, while cleaning the blood around her lips, then took off her white clothes and gave the santri to wash.

“How is the task completed?”

“Alhamdulillah Kyai, all because of Kyai.” help

“Oh apparently there is Mr. Lurah too.., until not paying attention.” Kyai said with a friendly smile.

Mr. Lurah who had been dumbfounded to watch, everything that happened, was immediately shocked, then stumbled down to walk up to Kyai, and shake hands with Kyai. While I was alone saying goodbye to the room, in my heart, inexhaustibly admired Kyai, Kyai who was so young, and his knowledge was immeasurable, never arrogant not discriminating all sorts of ***** whiny office, want the minister want the president, general, do not expect to see Kyai respect, let alone lick like the Kyai today. Kyai who does not distinguish between himself and santri, sleeping and eating with santri, Kyai who is clairvoyant know all the circumstances of the people in front of him, from what day, what date, what date, and what, where was this man born, who was his mother? He knew everything he had done from the time the man was born to the time he sat in front of Kyai, but Kyai never confessed to Kyai. Even to my knowledge, Kyai never confessed Kyai, Kyai call is from people who come, and as far as I know Kyai has never been a mosque imam, even praying in a village mosque is rare, I had one day just’ah, I was asked to massage Kyai's legs, then said Kyai, later I will also’atan with me, I also massage Kyai while sitting down, do not feel I fell asleep. I was completely asleep while my hands were still holding onto Kyai's legs, and was shocked to hear the sound of a loud adhan like it was taped to my ears, and I woke up, twitching my eyes, looking right left, looking right, how surprised I was, because I was in a mosque, and many people around me, some were standing, some were praying, and some were looking at me strangely. Because I slept holding Kyaiku's feet, turning my back to the qibla.

Ah shamefully me.

“Mas Ian wudhu first..” said Kyai because I saw my confusion, I immediately moved, still did not understand, then went to the ablution place, and then went to the ablution place, in the ablution place I tried to approach someone who was equally willing to wudhu.

“Uncle, this village name what village, which area?” the middle-aged man looked in wonder at me.

“This sister is not a person here huh?” tanyanya.

“Not sir.”

“Oo, this is Kalianyar Kuningan village deck.”

“Still sir.”

“Sama-sama deck.” I don't know why I got to Kuningan. I immediately wudhu. And back to the place where Kyai was sitting. I during the jum’at prayer was still inexhaustible with what I experienced, completely absurd, how could it happen, this was clearly not a dream, he said, if I used to be invited to the dayak village by Kyai but in a dream, although I finally knew it was real, but now this is no longer a dream, all is real, reasonable naturally.

“This is the name of science rogo sukmo, the middle level, the level above it can again fold the earth, so that it can pray in Makkah, on it again can make itself into a lot according to the will of the heart, so that it can pray in various places, and the lowest level is to release the soup, leaving the body. Close your eyes mas.” I immediately closed my eyes, a few seconds later, Kyai's voice sounded again:

“Already. Open my eyes.” I opened my eyes and I was surprised to be back at Kyai's house.

“Can I study that science Kyai?”

“Everyone can learn it, must observe heavy fasting and practice, in fact the science of God is very much, if all the water is made ink, all the trees are made pen, and all the trees are made, our long life from the time the prophet Adam was created, until now, then every time we write the science of God, then study and practice, the knowledge will not be exhausted, and the knowledge will not end, even though our age is doubled again, Muslims only if they really want to be all-knowledge, then actually do not need to feel afraid of hunger, and will never feel sad, do not need a plane. But because it has been colonized by interests and bewitched by the favors of the world, so the science of God is not cared for anymore, faith is only spoken in the mouth not through the throat, let alone get ainul haq, let alone get aina, the naked eye becomes blind.”

I just heard Kyai's explanation, when I experienced that I was still fasting forty-one days.

Indeed, the science of Kyai is strange, so it has never been taught, there has never been a teaching of kanuragan, there has never been a teaching of medicine, there has never been any teaching, there is only practice, practices to clear the heart, and draw near to God with all practices, without expecting recompense from Allah, even without regard to the practice of worship. Let it flow just like that. Naturally, like river water flowing through rock crevices sometimes hit the corals in turn split up together to go to the sea of makrifat, wisdom, and perfection, among the santri maybe I am the most bitter fasting, I remember the first fasting time I lived twenty days, because mondok while working, so I worked in Jakarta. To eat at the cottage. There's an airbrush painting job offer. The Cipinang Indah. I also went to Jakarta, and looked for a rented house. Here I look for rent, but mostly, the price is above the contents of my pocket, but I have to ngirit, all day I walk, take an angkot, ask here and there, I arrived in the area of Duren Sawit, Jatinegara, Jatinegara, because through the instructions of people there is a cheap rented house, but be careful mas, on kgak krasan, many ghosts. Said the mothers who were telling while his face was made to look in horror.

I also immediately met the owner of the contract, then I was invited to the house I wanted to occupy. The house is quite large, in the back, there is a bathroom, toilet, toilet, and three rooms and living room, just unfortunately not taken care of, so very dusty.

“If you want to empathize occupied aja mas, do not pay, free.” said youth sepantaranku, children who have a contract.

“Lho can do that.”

“Well we have been bothered so far, because every contract here is always uncritical, yes the reason there is a hantunyalah, there is a demon, then the rent is asked again, yes we are bothered, yes we are, because the money already used.”

“Do you really have a ghost?” I asked as I looked at the rooms.

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