Cajaroh

Teach Panggiring in Prison

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Past episode

“Wait, the old man usually did a sibling marriage. For example, like us, I have a boy because we have a son Yasin because our son is not a mahrom then married. It means it is not too difficult if we want to try to find our bloodline. And I think this is open just a task to find the nasab line. But it has to do with solving the problems we face. Because we have to find Gong Simo Ludro to face our greatest enemy later. While what we face now is not how even though it has made it difficult for us.” I said to Sena and Farhan.

“Who is the strongest enemy later mas ?” Ask Farhan.

“He is not a human being but a Jin who has thousands or even tens of thousands of followers and worshippers. So that his power is very large, his name is puppeteer Anyi anyi, he is accompanied by the figure of Seven Dragons and Seven Tigers. I once dreamt of meeting him and dealing with him, whose pain was felt even to wake up though.” I said later.

“Seven Dragons and Seven Tigers...???” Sena and Farhan asked together.

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This episode

“He is right, he is the one who spread his followers genies to seduce humans. And to be able to fight it we must unite to find Gong Simo Ludro.” I said to Sena and Farhan.

“And to get that gong we have to find that broken lineage.” replied Farhan.

“From the information I got Gong was in a doorbell but Gong was not visible to the naked eye. Must be removed from its place by the combination of the four-way force of the wind.” Sena.

“I am from the north region, Sena from the south and Farhan from the west who is from the east who ?” my many.

Sena and Farhan looked on without answering.

“No....!” sena and Farhan answered simultaneously.

“Not how?” my many.

Sena asked Farhan to explain.

“East and West are symbols of the rising and sinking of the sun while North and South are symbols of mountains and oceans. The gong is in the middle. ” Sena Says.

“Keep the point how ?” manya curious.

 “in the middle of the island of Java right in the middle of it, we can find it or maybe also right in the middle of it we will get instructions to get the gong.” replied Farhan.

“The island of Java is Tidar hill in central java region. And that is where Shaykh Subakir made a pact with Sabdo Palon. If that's what's forced then there we'll only get a clue not there. Because there is a place where Shaykh subakir planted a stake to lock the genie who was defeated by shaykh subakir. There's no way we can take something from there.” I clearly.

I have also heard that story, a Guardian named Syaih Subakir.

“It is beyond our ability, we just start by looking for the line Nasab severed. Maybe it will help us later when we have run the mandate of our respective teachers.” My answer.

Then the three of us agreed to start ziaroh starting from the tomb of my parents and grandfather Sidiq Ali because of one tomb complex. The others are a bit far apart.

Until dawn we chatted then continued with congregational dawn prayers. While we prayed Farhan previously entered the room Ajar Panggiring and menotoknya so as not to do strange.

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The location of Joyo Maruto.

POV Author

When Ajar Panggiring had been brought home by Yasin, Sena and Farhan in other places Joyo Maruto to the location of the battle of Ajar Panggiring with Yasin. But there was no trace of Ajar Panggiring. So they went back to joyo maruto.

Arriving at Joyo Maruto's paddock they were also unable to sleep because they lost one of Joyo Maruto's students.

“Ajar Panggiring lost his mainstay knowledge, surely he has been caught, for that we must deepen again the knowledge you learn. Especially the science of Sayuto centipede as a mainstay fighter science of this college.” said Joyo Maruto.

“Amun Guru, how long to be able to deepen the knowledge. It feels like I can't wait to avenge this defeat to the young man guru.” Mento Rogo.

“I also feel like I've wanted to face the child directly, it feels like I already want to destroy the bone of the child with my wesiku.” Sahut Maheso Suro's.

“Don't be rash, the child is like having an occult protector who always comes to arrive. I alone at that time could almost kill him, but suddenly came his helper who made me bounce far.” Joyo Maruto.

“How about the science of Teacher Sukma Plate, what can still be used to influence family members to obey us and kill Yasin while sleeping. Until no need to use our hands?” Ask Mento Rogo.

“Currently the occult fence in his house is very strong can not be penetrated by the existing prewangan. Unless anyone can take a haircut or nail one of his family and with the process of offering Tumbal Agung.” Joyo Maruto.

“Even Teacher can Students challenge the Boy to a duel to get a haircut or his nails “ Tanya Mento Rogo.

“I suspect you can do that, it seems like the child is still too strong for you.” Joyo Maruto.

“What if I also help him ki ageng?” sahut Maheso Suro's.

“Kalo your science combined means you both have the same science shield wojo and milled wesi may just be able to face the child. but if one has a milled wesi the other shield wojo it can easily be destroyed by the child.plus the centipede sayuto, because the child has a calf sekilan.” replied Joyo Maruto.

“I am ready to combine the science ki Ageng !” maheso Suro.

“I am also so Guru.” Sahut ajar Panggiring.

“Well if so, from later tonight you combine your knowledge to be able to face Yasin and after that I will change the science of Sayuto centipede all of you. And for you Soma, just strengthen your heart because now there are reinforcements on Yasin's side that specifically handle witchcraft and other.” Joyo Maruto.

“Good Teacher.” Mento Rogo and Soma.

“Siap ki Ageng.” Maheso Suro.

Then they went to bed when they finished talking.

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At Yasin's house

Yasin POV's

After the dawn prayer I was actually still sleepy, but saw Jafar who smiled and shouted as if to invite jokes my sleepiness so lost. This child is really healthy and fast growing. When the gedong is opened (the scarf ties wrapped around his body to warm) his hands and feet move continuously not stopping while hewing his lips let out an indistinct sound with a cry of kahs baby. Sometimes it is like talking.

This kid hasn't been all day why I've been so active.

“Mas no longer sleep ?” Ask Fatimah to me who is joking with Jafar My Son.

“Where to sleep see Jafar even talk like this.” My answer. Because every time I talk as if to understand and want to talk by singing his lips even though his voice is not clear. Just eeee aaa and so on.

“Iya emang so mas Jafar now already know if he is again spoken to by kayak who wants to come talk aja.” Fatimah Sahut.

“Do not give drinks or other food, just ASI only.” I said.

“Iya ibuk also said so. That's why Fatimah was told to eat a lot of fresh green vegetables.” Reply Fatimah.

“Udah in the gedong again, I want to hold Jafar mumpung mother kepat later afraid not to if mom dating.” I said to Fatimah.

“Can not mas, maxut mother let mother first while the care of Jafar mumpung here. Understand this is the grandson of the first mother who has long awaited later.” The Fatimah protest thought I was angry with my mother.

“Iya I also understand, besides I'm just kidding Fat. Cook yes ibuk as evil as that nglawan me gendong Jafar my own son.” I said.

“Enak aja own child, both dong mas..!” joke Fatimah.

“Owh Yes, just give it to you.” My reply.

Then Jafar was placed on both feet of Fatimah to be gedong and then handed over to me. I immediately carried Jafar who was already in the dugong. So that only the movement of the feet as if to protest for the release of the tie.

“Jafar in the gedong first yes, let warm road same father again yuk !” I said to Jafar.

Then I took Jafar for a walk while waiting for his grandmother to come home from the market. Surely it will soon be asked and in his carry if he comes home.

Then I took Jafar to the pretty airy ground behind my house. Which we usually use for pencak silat training and light exercise.

While in the middle of the middle I carried a jafar arrived my stomach felt wet.

“Hei Jafar peed yes, ni dad so wet ?” I said to Jafar as if scolding him.

I really did not expect Jafar so Nangis fasted as if he knew when scolded his father. Cepet cepet I give to his mother let in milkin first, my inner. Who can't make Jafar diem.

“Jafar Nangis nih do not want diem, maybe uncomfortable because of wetting earlier.” I said to Fatimah.

“ah is usually also not so if at all he cried because of anxiety. Must have been mad mas anurin ya ?!?” fatimah. In my heart I said, “kok know ?”

“Cot really me what apain.” Answer lies.

“Alaah mas lying, Jafar tu pasa ngerti if people do not have to give.” Fatimah.

“he he he kan Just pura pura nangisnya really so.” I said.

“Udah cup cup son, naughty father yes ?” fatimah said while breastfeeding Jafar. So Breastfeeding Jafar's mother directly diem.

“Owh thirsty means he was Fat.” I said.

“Gak also actually did earlier already mimic before in gedong.” Reply Fatimah.

In the middle of our conversation my mother-in-law went into my room and Fatimah.

“Why is my grandson crying, why was he last ?” Ask my mother-in-law.

“Dimarahin Her father bu, because Pissing in her carrier.” Fatimah complained.

“Dih kok bu Just kidding how not really angry kok.” My answer.

“You don't want to be pumped, don't carry a baby.!” snapped my mother-in-law.

“Iya ma'am, no papa kok I also happen not to have a shower kok.” I said.

“Yaudah take a shower first there, let Jafar tu I was the one who carried you besuk if already as soon as a new day can carry Jafar.

Then I immediately went out of the room and headed for the bath rage rather than getting nagged by my inner mother-in-law.

Finished bathing me in front of the house, deliberately drinking coffee there while smoking. If in the house must be damprat mother-in-law, my mind.

While enjoying and cigarettes arrived, Pak Yadi came dressed in full service to pick up Ajar Panggiring.

“Assalaamu’alaikum Sir.!” greet sir Yadi.

“Wa’alaikummsalaam pak Yadi, let's have coffee first sir.” Take me to Mr. Yadi.

“Thank you sir, but I'm hunting, would like to pick up Ajar Panggiring. Already so annihilated sir knowledge ?” Ask Mr. Yadi.

“Alhamdulillah sir was done last night. Now God willing is no longer dangerous.” I answered Mr. Yadi.

“Thank God if so let me take it now, because last night I took out a logistic bullet and in the report already mentioned the name of the suspect Ajar Panggiring.” Yadi sir.

“Good sir wait a minute, let me call you first.” I answered while allowing Mr. Yadi to sit on the front porch of my House.

Then I went in looking for Sena and Farhan to hand over Ajar Panggiring to the authorities. To have the case resolved legally. My job and Mr. Yadi as well as Sena and Farhan is just to help capture it.

Then with our control Ajar Panggiring we leave it to Pak Yadi.

“Now God willing can not escape from handcuffs like last night sir.” I said to Mr. Yadi.

“Thank you for your cooperation sir, please leave first. And it is likely to be the tone of the plan of the raid to their headquarters in the near future, so I still ask for help Mr. Yasin and brother brother sir Yasin.” Said mr. Yadi.

“Insya Allah sir, as a citizen I am ready to help as I can sir. This includes Nahi Munkar or preventing (Violence) and legally Police like authorized father, my sister and I just help sir.” My answer to Mr. Yadi.

“Yaudah sir excuse me first.” Mr. Yadi said while holding the hand of Ajar Panggiring who had been handcuffed to his hand.

After Mr. Yadi left, the three of us continued our conversation last night to find the line of Nasab that was cut off.

“Later tonight so we start from Ziaroh to the tomb of Eyang Sidiq Ali and both your parents mas..!” said Farhan who did not know the names of my parents.

“Mas Farhan already know the name of both parents mas Yasin not yet ?” Ask Sena. If Sena already know because it used to be often invited by his father because his father used to njai with my grandfather. And I still have a lot of friendship with my parents while I'm alive.

It's just that time never met me, because I used to pay at the post ojek or terminal alias playing cards. Either with money or just a fad.

“Not yet, want to be embarrassed about it, afraid of katakana he said ngaku brother kok do not know his parents. You see, yasin is the one who likes it.” Farhan said innocently.

I just smile with a smile that doesn't answer, just occasionally someone like Farhan I fad, my inner self.

“Mas Yasin kok diem only, but Farhan wanted to know the name of parents mas Yasin.” Sena.

“Ah no, Farhan did not say that like ?” I replied to Sena and Yasin.

“Wah mas Yasin daydreamed yes earlier, obviously mas Farhan said he did not know yet what is !” said Sena.

“He said he didn't know, but he didn't. You know, you don't want to know.” Gurauku's.

“Wah mas Yasin ni really deh, its nosy nature has been ingrained like meat will not disappear.” Gerutu Sena.

Lah the Javanese will ANSWER e (depending on the answer) he did not just cook I told the story.” My canda to Farhan and Sena.

“Udah has given a defeat Farhan, the name of father and mother Yasin who let us later when praying can say his name ?” Ask Farhan.

“Well that I just answered, if not I said later I was told you pray my parents are not good. My father was named Azzam bin Sidiq Ali and my mother Ningsih bint Jafar Sanjaya.” I said to Farhan.

“Yang patient mas FArhan, facing mas Yasin if impatient even bother yourself.” Sena.

“Wkakaka…. I'm not just kidding do not enter the heart, if entered into the heart can even fall in love you will bother me, wkakaka..!” My jokes to my brother both.

Long story short night the three of us went to the tomb of grandfather Sidq Ali and his wife Salamah nyai and the graves of my parents.

Somehow my heart was sad because when I had Jafar's son, my parents were gone. Especially my mother, if there is still she would be proud of my son I gave the name of his two grandfathers.

Until I didn't feel like I was shedding tears.

“Mas why cry, this in the tomb can not cry so ?” farhan.

“I am not crying lamenting their departure, only regretting my past that made them all ashamed..!?” my answer.

“Have you done, it's desperate then it's your job because it has a gloomy past. But Farhan is sure he can. The proof has changed now, right.” Farhan's words comforted me.

But it has not completely made me forget my sadness. And the shadow of my son Jafar and Sidiq's face flashed before me. How do I educate them later. Do not let them know their father's past, so as not to assume that mistakes are common. Although the door of repentance is still open, but who can guarantee we have time to repent.

I was sobbing over and over again, that Farhan and Sena were forced to wait for me to calm down before starting to pray for my parents and grandparents…

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