Among Thousand Journeys

Legacies

I went into the bamboo houses,

made haphazard and improbable, only

to protect the meatball bookers in order to enjoy the meatballs order comfortably.

Tak Ayal Saos, soy sauce, sambal, lined up in front of me..

“Nak mas.., this child is his name

Febrian..?”

I heard a soft voice in

behind me, I was curious and immediately turned to look, and there was a thin old man sitting behind me, strange why

I don't feel his coming?

This grandfather I assesses is seventy years old, his body is thin but sturdy. His face was full of wrinkles of aging but clean, his eyebrows partially whitened, his headband was striated batik.

His mustache and beard are few, his eyes

shady and friendly.

“Whose grandfather, who knows my name?” much

wonder.

“It doesn't matter, son, I just want to

hand over the legacy of nak mas that has been entrusted to me..” said the grandfather.

“What line is cake..?”

At first glance I remembered my dream last night, this grandfather in front of me directed his hands behind the clothes on his back, then took out two kris from behind his clothes, and then took out two pieces of keris from behind his clothes, and the keris was instantly shown in front of me.

Two keris complete with a length of approximately forty cm, and a short satuny approximately thirty cm.

Then this mysterious grandfather in front of me passed a long keris from his warangkanya, I do not know keris, but seeing the shape of this beautiful keris, there is a carving at the base of the keris, colored like gold, and, this keris is a lot of.

“This is called Kyai sapto paningal,” he said

holding out a keris to me.

I felt a strange vibration running through my hand when I received the kris.

Then the grandfather pulled out the keris

second, ich,

“This is called kyai condong pamelang.”

He said, holding out a keris to me.

I looked at the two keris in front of me,

just fun for this grandpa, but I'm really blind and not interested in all sorts of wesi aji.

I handed back the two kris

that's to him.

“Because nak mas is already here, then this keris I leave it to you..” said this grandfather,

stretched out his two open arms before me, and the two keris were on top of that hand.

“Let's cake first..” I said with a hand signal.

withhold.

“Why mas?”

“I don't know at all, the ins and outs about keris, and I don't know how to take care of it, it would be nice if this keris stays in grandfather's hands, Grandpa, maybe it will be more useful for grandfather when this keris

stay in Grandpa's hands, I'm afraid that in

my hand will be broken.”.

I said to quibble for as precise a reason as possible.

“But boy mas, this keris just want to maslah his heir...”

“Begini lo kek, I have confidence, for me Only Allah is the best in my place

depending and where I ask,

finish all my business, I don't want to

numbering duakan Alloh because it has both of these kris.”

The old man's mangosteen, mange,

”All right I understand, but I don't want to be blamed by the person who has entrusted his trust to me,

then the nakmas receive this kris and

later hand me over again..?”

“Oh I understand cake, well I accept keris

this, with spaciousness of heart..”

I said, while receiving both kris. Then I continued saying after the keris was in my hand.

“And this keris I leave you to

take care of and care of it..”.

I said as I stretched out a keris to this grandfather, as a sign of surrender.

Then the grandfather received another keris.

jidatnya,

“I'll take care of it as well as possible.”

Soon after, Grandpa immediately implored himself.

I breathed a sigh of relief, meatball

extending the meatballs to the front of my desk, his eyes looked at me in wonder.

“What's the bang, why look at me so?”

ask the meatball.

“Nothing gus.., I just wonder.”

“Reason why?”

“Well I saw from earlier, this Gus said

by myself, so I want to give meatballs, I undo it, because I saw agus talking to himself.”

“I mean brother I talked to myself, so brother did not see me talking to grandpa??.”

“Grandparents which to gus, wong from earlier agus here alone..”.

I immediately got off the chair, and looked in which direction the old man had gone, wanted to show the meatballs about the grandfather I was talking to just now,,

But even if the highway is straight, I'm not

look at the shadow of the grandfather who spoke

with me. Ah dashed my hope, I was considered insane.

Quickly I returned to my seat,

finish the meatballs, and two puffs, then

as soon as possible to leave, accompanied by a strange look from the meatball seller.

“I often Can, want to be given all kinds of wesi aji, agate, but I always refuse, what is the need.?” I said to the Tiger.

“Ah you this is how Ian, if anyone

giving mbok is acceptable, if you don't want to

let me collect it, I'll

collect a lot,”

“Wah great Can..”

“Come I show you.” he said later

before me stood up and entered the house, I followed behind.

I saw him drop off three dus of instant noodles from the top of his bifet closet. And uh a lot, one dus contains a variety of full length kris, one box contains a variety of agate, half, and one box contains a variety of small kris, various shapes and kinds.

“Where are all these items Can?”

“Yes are loving, sometimes also found

by yourself, the whole thing."

“Wah you this might be a good match for cuddling

stuff like this,”

“Well hopefully this will be useful Can.” I said.

“Ian..., I actually have a problem.!”

Word

The tiger looked at me seriously.

“What problems?”

“Gini Ian, I have men, from children

naughty that I insyafkan, and I made them a tent stall Lamongan cuisine, but I met obstacles, the stalls that I opened were deserted visitors,,,, the,,

Well then keep going, I'm afraid the young boys broke charcoal, saw the stalls

quiet like this, they'll be back

drunk again, what do you think Ian?”.

I pondered for a moment.

“Try Can, you bell them, now this quiet shop what not?”

“You mean.?”

“Iya you bel aja, ask the stall deserted what not? And say later if the stall is rame, they tell ngebel to come here, let me be wired for a while.”

I sat down to the Qibla, praying

at Alloh so that the Tiger stall is crowded

visitor and start doing wirid, just I did wirid half an hour, hpnya tiger ringing, and heard by me Tiger talking, I keep concentration with

wirid..

Seriate....

still ga da comen, critic n this advice?😑