Among Thousand Journeys

Nafish

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..

“It's been a lot of Ian, his stall, he said until

queued, and forced to be called mats, because

place no longer fit.”

“Sgratitude Alhamdulillah.. hopefully useful, and can make their faith strong.”.

I said after ending the wirid.

That night I slept on the couch, because it was

the Tiger House was narrow, and there was only one room and living room, so I slept on the living room sofa.

Early in the morning after the dawn prayer, when I wanted to say goodbye to the Tiger, the Tiger was waiting for me.

“I went back to the pesantren first yes Can.”.

I said as I put my bag near the door.

“Let's Ian.. sit here first, I'm there.

serious problems.., later he will go home after breakfast.” said Tiger, with a serious face mimic.

“What other problems Can..?”

“My sister has something to do with.”.

“What arrival Can? What accident..”

“Not an accident, but an appendectomy, and want to be operated on, well how did my mother ask for delivery for surgery, but I have no money... Do you have any money Ian.?”

“Wah I also do not have, this there are also at most three hundred, from kyai two hundred, and my own money a hundred, use it..” I said take out my bow wallet, then take the money three hundreds of thousands. And hand it to the Tigers.

We were silent for a moment, I sipped coffee

that Ida's wife Tiger provided, then I lit it

cigarette djisamsoe filter, suddenly a strong idea came to my mind.

“Ah why don't we try to treat ourselves Can? What if we ask God for healing,?”

I said I got the idea right away, because I

ever heard Kyai tell me, if the knowledge I have and the knowledge of the Tiger combined, the power will be very powerful, because , Macan is given a cold science, because the Tiger is easy to emotion, because, while I was given a science of a hot nature,,

Because of my flabby nature, Tigers often

making fun of me, if I'm being tricked by people, then

the deceitful will go to death

because it is too bad.

“Ah if treating from near regular, but from

far away is that possible? Cook the transferred medicine?”

said doubt.

“Ee you forget, all this time we will treat, only with prayer, prayer to Allah, and Allah is the power there is no limit, if he can

healing those near us, of course

isn't it hard for God to heal people who are far away from us?? because, Allah is not restricted far

and near his power,”

“But how is Ian, I don't understand?”

“Wah if that I also do not understand, all this time, we are not taught anything as kyai, but do not be afraid I am a ngayal, may-may Allah bestow his grace, he said, and provide absolute healing.”

“Then how's Ian?”

“Begin, you call your ort, your sister who

pain what is his name?”

“Nafisah.”

“The Breath tells me to sit facing the Qibla, and here I face the qibla you are facing me, just imagine the Breath between us, you point your hand at his stomach and I at his back, channel your energy, just imagine, next leave it to me, how?”

The tiger nodded, then without much further ado he called his mother, and suggested as I said.

Meanwhile Nafisah is being treated at home

aisiyah Bojonegoro, asked to sit by

his mother was facing the Qibla, me and the Tiger as well

sitting face to face, the two of us

concentrate on awakening sirri's power

which is in our body.

I felt my strength rise and

flowing into the palm of my hand, I also felt a cold wind, gently blowing from the direction of the Tiger towards me, the air seemed to coagulate

gumpal, I imagined the body of Nafisah in front of me.

It is the power of grace that is not

it looks so dahsyad, I used to try

to my friend Tarsan, that coconut-climbing young man in front of me, we were talking about the energy in the navel,, and,,

I closed my eyes and imagined

my hand picked up the appendix disease that was in Nafisah's stomach, while the girl was

sitting, feeling the cold coming from the front and the heat coming from the

back, then he felt like there were thousands

ants enter his body, and like

take something from his body.

The breath felt his whole body like

tingling. Me and the Tigers are still sitting,

channeling energy.

“Let's down slowly Can, power don't

jerked..” I said give aba-aba.

And finish our treatment process. I

rubbing the sweat on my forehead and my forehead, so

also with the Tigers.

I whipped up the last coffee and lit a cigarette again.

“Next how's Ian?” ask Tiger.

“Ya call again later, ask for re-consensation, please,

may our treatment be successful, though,

now I'm not saying goodbye..” I said.

The tiger drove me on his motorbike, to the terminal of Kampung Rambutan.

I left, picked the bus straight away

Labuhan. I got a place

sit down and sleep after the bus leaves.

The conductor woke me up, asked for money

ticketing. Ah I'm shocked, pias, after remembering my money

the three hundred I've given the Tigers all.

Ah shit me, while the conductor

waiting for me, I was confused, I had reached into my pocket, and Serr..!

In my pocket is three hundred thousand, ah surely

The tiger that entered without me knowing.

It's important I have money

pay for the bus, I give you a hundred grand

to the conductor, and after it is given

change, I slept again until the bus arrived at the junction Pandeglang, I got off, ojek came to grate me, I saw mang Sofyan, whose house, in the village near the pesantren, I saw,

“Mang project.?” I said to Mang Sofyan.

“Ke home kyai ya jang.?” tanyakanya.

“Iya mang., how much?” my many.

“Fifteen thousand jang..”

“Shut not wrong mang? This is ojek no

taxi...”

“Now BBM has boarded jang, passengers

rarely.., so yes increase doubled, want not

jang..”

I had to agree. Rather than ribbon

the business, even though the distance between the T-junction of the monument with the slope of this princess mountain is not too far away, but,

at least three kilos, actually if the road

the foot through the village road even faster, but that's it.

Mang Sofyan motorcycle ojek immediately drove me,

the motor was rumbling, because of the road

asphalt that's been broken here and there, the holes are filled with rainwater last night.

The road I've been on has actually been

fixed many times, but money for

road repair is mostly circumcised here, then

the impact of the road is only fixed as it is, so yes this way, only a few days it looks smooth, the road will be damaged again.

Finally I arrived too, just got my ojek paid, and Mang Sofyan passed, hpku sound, I immediately lifted up, sound Tiger in a happy tone..

Seriate.....