Among Thousand Journeys

Ironies

I entered the house, where a half-old man opened the door and Sarno was invited inside, and inside I saw various offerings.

“Your enemy is now No..,” said the half-old man.

“Iya I know mbah kyai.” replied Sarno.

“Means I asked for help to mbah kyai.”

“I want to help you no..., but the stakes are life, do you want to keep and marry my son.” said the old man, “Soalya I could lose and bet my life.”

“Iya mbah, I will try.” said Sarno.

Suddenly outside there was a hissing sound, and a kook,

and hovering in the air,

“Already No, you ran from the back door.” says

the man was half old, and he himself went out of the house carrying a keris.

While outside the house, a snake as big as

man, being laid on the ground, strangely

his body was as long as a human body, and his movements seemed to have gone, and he

facing the old man, I

hovering above the treefather, tense as well as wanting to know what was about to happen, the snake had its huge mouth suddenly eating the ground, chewed and spouted, spitting out, a ball of fire that glides towards an old man

holding keris.

The man jumped up, and the fireball passed, but the snake attacked with fire, so one or two fireballs hit the old man so that his body fell.

The snake as big as a human was in the middle

his head had one horn between his reddish hair, willing to approach the old man

who may be dead, I immediately darted, and I slammed my foot into his head, the snake rolled in a scream, his voice a female voice, and he poked his eyes

looking at me in wonder, then his mouth ate the ground and the ground was spouted towards me in the shape of a ball, I immediately jumped to dodge, the ball hit the big tree behind me immediately hit and burned,

Ferocious was also his attack, it felt like the air was very

hot, I backed off, once I attacked him

from the air with a bolt of lightning from my hand, he screamed, the scales were so thick, that my attack even though it could throw him but it could not hurt him at all, just his body was smoky.

I kept retreating, and flying, he tried to chase, I darted higher, in the distance I saw a dam, I went down again luring the snake towards the dam, up at the edge of that dam

pretty deep, I hit his body

strong with several strikes of lightning, which made the snake scream and screech, and thrown into the air, I struck again with several strikes of the left right hand, he said, and the snake fell into the dam.

Thank God, I'll be right back, body

it felt tired, my fight with the snake

enough draining energy.

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“I was named Sarno.” said mas Sarno.

“Sampean so married the child of the person who

help sampean,” I said directly.

“Lhoh kok to tau?” ask him wonder.

“Hehehe, yes you know,” “Ooo so a woman whose face is like this and this is the first wife?”

I said describe his first wife.

“Iya was the first wife, while the son of the man who

help me that's my second wife.”

“Ooo so apparently the story..”

“Iya.”

“So finally the in-laws of that age died?” my many.

“Yes when he helped me die.” replied

mas Sarno bengong because I know the details

his condition.

“Kok sampean can know me everything to?”

“Ya just happened to.” I replied.

“Wah until this shaman what how can I know all.” ask.

“Ndak, just a coincidence.”

“If I say, for example, to the wife's house

sampean has to go through the market, run out of it

the bridge, then the fork, then there's the mosque

fenced in iron, then the net continues to pass

bend a lot of bamboo trees, then if you go to the front of the wife's house until then you have to turn right, in front of the wife's house until there is a sugar cane tree, then if you go to the front of the wife's house you have to turn right, behind there is a small river whose water is often dry, there are banana and papaya trees, how about the details?”

“What a strange thing it could be exactly all.

fear.”

“Ya just happened to show me.” I said.

“Wah.

bang.” said mas Sarno while laughing and

perplexities.

“Later to play to the room ya mas, I want to confide,

later tonight or later after work.”

mas Sarno.

“Iya insaAlloh.” I said.

After returning home from work, I went to Sarno's room,

before we came there were 8 Indonesians who worked in the factory, all of them who have worked for a long time, some have been 16 years and some have even been 20 years.

In factory dwellings there are divided into several groups, A, B, C, D, eg A is in the group of house managers, B group of house foremen and engineers, C barracks, and , D is also barracks, and for example D1, there are 60 rooms, D only until there are several numbers, so to memorize those areas must be remembered, so as not to be mistaken, so as not to be mistaken, I looked for Sarno's mas room in the barracks occupied by most Filipinos, indeed each barracks is usually occupied by a certain group of countries,

Some are mostly occupied by Filipinos, some are mostly occupied by Pakistanis, Indians, Arabs, Sudanese, Yemenis, Bangladeshis, Moroccans, so most make up a community of residence, and Indonesians who do not yet have a community, so that the person is still separated from his residence.

Understandably because it is still new, I feel surprised also because the Arabic I hear is not at all the Arabic that I know in pesantren, but the Arabic market, the Arabic market, like an outsider who learns Indonesian,

"what are you doing?" together coming to Indonesia asked ‘lu what?’, so confused

because nothing in the word has been learned so far,

In Arabic, khoir becomes khois, khaifa

khaluka is a kaif thing, so you have to learn and know

words like people who first learn Arabic, I am even more suitable if talking with not Arabs but using the standard language, or Al-Qur’an language, for example with Egyptians, Moroccans, Moroccans, or Yemen, whose people use the word raw, or the word more original, so I just say the word from the language of the yellow book that I have been studying.

If the Arabs are native, the language is

which is unheard of, because the Arabs themselves are by the government of all the poor

received a monthly allowance by the government,

making the Arabs mostly lazy school, to the point that the name itself is mostly not due to illiteracy, which is very thorough illiteracy from the old to the young, ironic indeed when the King is very affectionate to his people, corruption is almost non-existent, schools are all free, the poor get monthly rations, and even the married person can also part, the, how many years does the government distribute money,