CONFINEMENT

CH 50 - RETURN PART II

Feeling worried and anxious about his family's situation after hearing the stories of his neighbors, Muhibbin rushed from his empty house to the hamlet of Kemuning where the kyai pesantren Basori is located.

Along the way his mind raged about the experiences of his mother and brother. The man could not understand who exactly the people who intended to harm his family and what was wanted from the simple family.

His steps became wider when he began to look regol pesantren Al Amin residence kyai Basori teacher.

On the main page precisely in a mosque area of pesantren seen santri are reading Ratibul Haddad led by the kyai themselves.

Muhibbin stepped his feet towards the mosque, some students who saw his arrival immediately welcomed the young man.

"Assalamualaikum," said one of the students to Muhibbin kindly.

"What are you going to meet Mbah kyai?" the santri continued to Muhibbin.

"Rubber, Ki Sanak. I wanted to meet him but he was still busy and not finished, let me wait in the foyer." Muhibbin replied to the young man who looked his age in front of him.

"Well Ki Sanak, monggo panjengan wait for him here first," now the santri deliver Muhibbin to the mosque foyer and after that he passed into the mosque again leaving Muhibbin.

Almost half an hour the young man was cross-legged on the porch listening to the recitation of Ratibul Haddad, occasionally he followed the readings of the hymns and no matter how long the activity was completed and the santri who had greeted him was seen approaching him again.

"Ki Sanak, dawuh mbah kyai panjenengan told directly to ndalem, he will soon follow, monggo!" the man took Muhibbin out of the mosque and the two went to the residence of Kyai Basori not far from the place.

Santri who escorted Muhibbin left after arriving at the residence kyai Basori.

Time seems to pass slowly, Muhibbin increasingly anxious to see his family soon.

Suddenly Muhibbin's daydream was bought by the greeting of someone who was none other than Basori himself.

"Assalamualaikum, why haven't you been home for so long, le!" greet the middle-aged man was authoritative. Seeing the figure in front of him, Muhibbin immediately kissed the hand of Kyai Basori with reverence.

"Greetings,"

"I'm sorry, Mbah kyai!" it felt like his tongue was a mute and the voice of the young man was choked in front of his teacher.

"You should go home once in a while and look at your family, not just in the mail!" tegur the kyai.

"Not to me, you're sorry! but it's more appropriate that you apologize to your mother. Ridho Allah is the Ridhonya of parents, especially your mother!" kyai Basori is back.

Muhibbin could only bow to his teacher's words, his face bent deeper and deeper, not daring to look at the middle-aged man before him.

"Come, you'd better see your mother!" kyai exclamation Basori invites Muhibbin towards the daughter who is beside his residence.

The santri in the Al Amin boarding school are placed in different areas, for the male santri is placed in a building adjacent to the mosque , ' he said , as for the female santri is next to the residence of Kyai Basori known as keputren.

The two men stepped towards the elongated building next to the kyai residence, arriving at the exact spot they were greeted by a woman and upon seeing the arrival of the two, the woman rushed to hug Muhibbin.

"Is this really you, le?" sob the woman while hugging Muhibbin.The woman is none other than Light.

"Mdam yu!" muhibbin's voice choked as he pleased in front of his sister.

Kyai Basori who saw the two smiling faintly, the middle-aged man said to a little girl who had been staring beside the Light.

"Raya, let's say hello and salim to your sister, Nduk!" kyai Basori exclaimed at the little girl who was none other than the Holy Kingdom. The girl shyly and awkwardly approached and kissed Muhibbin's hand.

"Sir Lik!" said the little girl.

"Richa!" muhibbin hugged and kissed his nephew on the cheek,

"You've grown up, Nduk!" returned say. Yep, yeah, at that time the Holy Kingdom was still nine months old when Muhibbin decided and said goodbye to wander to the Beach Country and now the Holy Kingdom grew like a sweet little girl after ten years of not meeting her.

"Where's mom, mbak yu?" muhibbin asked Cahaya after being satisfied to release his longing on his brother and nephew.

"Emak is in the room, Bin!" answer the Light to his brother.

"Let's meet mom!" reemerged.

"Monggo, mbah kyai!" The light also allowed Kyai Basori to see the situation of Suratmi who was still lying in the room.

They all rushed into one of the rooms in the main building.

"Assalamualaikum, yu ma'am!" kyai Basori greeting Suratmi after being in the room.

"Greetings Waalaikum!" the old woman replied softly, visible on her head still tied by a piece of cloth.

"How are you doing now, mbak yu?" kyai Basori asked Suratmi.

"It's still a little dizzy, brother! but not like yesterday, now it's a bit quiet." replied Suratmi lirih.

"Thank God, yu ma'am!"

"Mbak Yu, see who's coming? here come closer, le!" kyai Basori told Muhibbin.

The young man inched closer to Suratmi who was lying weakly on top of the bamboo hall which was only on a mat.

"Sme!" muhibbin said sobbing, hugged and kissed by the old woman lying in front of him.

"Are you this, le? oh, that's great!" isak Suratmi clenched tightly to find her youngest son after a long time never returned home.

"Neg mak, it's me mak! muhibbin replied.

"Why did it happen like this, mom?"

"Who would do this, Mak?" ask the young man to his mother.

The old woman simply shook her head, her tears flowing down her cheek skin that was beginning to wrinkle. Kyai Basori, the Light and Sacred Kingdom was only silent to see the children in front of him giving up longing.

"This all happened because of that horde of strangers, Bin!"

"Whose man are they? suddenly they came to the house forcing my mother and I gave up the Honey Sulaiman stone even though we were initially lured with a lot of money." replied Light to his sister.

The woman recounted the details of everything that happened a few days ago and about the stone Sulaiman Honey so that made Suratmi's mother injured due to being pushed and persecuted by one of the gangs, which she was killed, look of indignation on the face of Muhibbin after hearing the words of his brother.

"I'm not being rude, I can't accept you being treated like this! I'll find them until I get them!" Muhibbin.

"Obviously they're trained people, le!"

"And I hurt one of them." Now Kyai Basori spoke up.

"From your mother and brother's narration, the characteristics of the five attackers and one of the things I had taken from them that I faced led to an important man in the Emerald Kingdom, not sure which family?" kyai Basori said while showing a torn cloth with the logo of the head of a garuda knitted with red thread.

Muhibbin looked carefully at the torn cloth in his teacher's hand and said, "May I keep it, Mbah kyai? his tanyanya softly resisted the rage.

" Save it, maybe one day you'll get a clue from the rag's tear."

"Just remember my message, you should be more careful from now on and you take good care of Sulaiman Honey" Kyai Basori told Muhibbin.

Muhibbin nodded softly with a sharp look in his eyes while reaching for something behind his clothes.

"God willing, I will take good care of this ring, Mbah kyai." said Muhibbin while showing a stone-edged ring Sulayman Honey stored behind his clothes.

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*Dawuh: commands, words

*Jelai Island is also called Yawadwipa or rice-producing island.

*Ratibul Haddad: recitation of dhikr to Allah SWT which was on the reef by Habib Abdullah bin Alawi Al-Haddad.was born on the 5th of Shafar 1044 H, in the suburbs of Tarim. This practice is usually done by Aswaja.

*Ndalem: the residence of priyayi, kyai or the name for the house of people who are highly respected in the area of Java, especially east Java

*Keputren: a term for female dormitories that are often found in pesantren in Java