Jayakusuma Tirta

stories of the past

That afternoon Tirta and his friends just woke up!

He has not yet moved from his mat ! Bayu Adnan and Mahardika were also still sleeping soundly, when Jabrik came to tell him that there were two parents who wanted to meet him.

Tirta immediately rushed out of the tent to meet the two people.

When he got outside the tent, immediately Tirta recognized the two people.

I heard greetings from the two old men.

"Assalamualaikum Mas!, sorry to interrupt Mas Tirta's break !" greet the two men.

"Ki Suromenggolo, kyai Syaroni! tirta exclaimed as she held out her two hands a sign of respect to the elder and respected one.

"Ah, it's okay Kyai," said Tirta politely.

"this part has entered the time of Dhuhur Kyai," continued Tirta.

Tirta immediately invited the two of them to enter his tent.

Although a bit narrow but enough to accommodate kyai Sahroni and Ki Suromenggolo.

Rather than outside exposed to the raindrops, because the afternoon was quite dark cloudy and began to fall rain spots.

It is seen Bayu still snoring with in his left right Adnan and Mahardika with their hands and feet impinging on his big belly Bayu.

Kyai Syahroni and Ki Suromenggolo looked smiling watching the behavior of these young men!

Kyai Syahroni recalled his youth when he was still studying religion in an old boarding school in Jombang. The wonderful times he always remembered with his friends in his youth.

"Sorry Kyai! Suro Ki! this is how we rest in the afternoon" said Tirta .

"It's okay, I'm grateful that you have good friends and can take advantage of your youth to seek knowledge and experience" Kyai Syahroni said.

"Wood, Adnan, Mahardika ! it's noon, you know,! Ayoo banguuun !" tirta tried to wake them up.

"Ah is still tired, be still !" answer Bayu while breaking Adnan's foot that befell his thigh.

"Just leave Tirta's mas, maybe they're still tired !" sela kyai shahroni's.

"Actually we came here to talk about something with Tirta's mas," said Kyai Syahroni who appeared to be getting serious.

"I as Intan's parents want to apologize to Tirta and also friends of Tirta ! I heard about last night" Kyai Syahroni said.

"Intan is actually a good girl mas ! but because it was too spoiled, it became a bit out of control" Kyai Syahroni said.

"Ah, it's okay kyai, just a small misunderstanding, there is no need to be too in the case of Kyai ," said Tirta.

"Actually the incident also we did not enter into the heart. Young people are sometimes easily emotional and their ego is sometimes too high .. But believe me this will not affect anything." continued Tirta..

"But, you're not feeling good to you..! Intan was rightly wrong in judging Mas Tirta and his friends. Once again I apologize to you" continued Kyai Syahroni.

"Furthermore mas, we beg Tirta to go down the ring," kyai Syahroni paused to see the response from Tirta.

Tirta seemed silent to hear Kyai Syahroni's request. He was a basically quiet and shy young man who also did not like to accentuate himself.

"Because we don't want to, this silat college association is controlled by people with bad intentions who will plunge these silat colleges into things that shouldn't." kyai Syahroni again

"And we are sure, mas Tirta also does not want, these silat colleges fall into things that violate the law and existing regulations, right?"

"We have prepared a silat college that can be represented by mas Tirta. That's the "Watu Gunung" said Kyai Syahroni.

"How about Tirta?!" ask kyai Syahroni.

"Sorry before Kyai Syahroni.

Actually we came here because there is another purpose that requires my full concentration.

I want to finish the task from the eyes of my ancestors who are also my teachers first. For that if Kyai pleases and does not object, I want to represent to my brother who is also my friend, Mahardika!" tirta.

As Kyai Syahroni and Ki Suromenggolo kept silent, they looked at each other doubtfully.

"Sorry Kyai, don't worry about Mahardika's ability. God willing, he's pretty good and highly-educated! tirta said convincingly.

"I believe in Tirta, but can we try a little of this Mahardika mas ability?" kyai Syahroni.

"Of course, of course, Kyai" replied Tirta..

When Tirta looked back, they were already sitting behind Tirta, making Tirta surprised.

"Da, by the way, by the way,!" canda Bayu with a big smile, made Tirta surprised .

"Huh, ordinary ! ngagetin know!" exclaim Tirta while elbowing Bayu's stomach..

"Yes we've heard everything" said Dika.

"This Mahardika is the granddaughter of Pandu's eye of Tuban, Kyai !" the word Tirta introduces the background of Mahardika so that Kyai Syahroni and Ki Suromenggolo do not doubt it.

"For a moment, it seems that I have heard this name, Ki Suromenggolo said!

"Right, I'm no stranger to this name either!" kyai Syahroni.

After a while Kyai Syahroni said;

"Is your Eye the full name of Ki Pandu Brojo?!" ask Kyai Syahroni.

"True Kyai," Mahardhika said.

"Thankfully, there was a descendant of Ki Pandu Brojo who represented him!" kyai Syahroni.

"Know Mahardhika! Yours is a helper for us-we.

"At that time in 1998 right at the time of the revolution in this country.

Here in East Java there has been a massive killing of the kyai and the Ulama Alim.

Many Kyai and Alim Ulama are victims ! Good innocent people !" Kyai Syahroni seems to remember the events of twenty years ago.

"They were kidnapped and killed by men dressed as ninjas." Kyai Syahroni recounts what happened twenty years ago!

"And at that time my parents had become targets to be killed by a group of people who were quite high in knowledge !

Our house at that time was marked with red paint.

At dawn came a group of people dressed in all black and covering their faces with a veil.

At that time we were on guard against all possibilities. All the family members in the help of some brave young men have prepared.

But apparently, we were not able to withstand the invasion of people who were dressed all in black and veiled.

They are highly trained people. They take advantage of the state of the country that is in chaos.

At that very precarious moment came the eyes of your Ki Pandu Brojo.

At that time if it was not wrong Ki Pandu Brojo was around fifty years old, the same age as my father," Kyai Syahroni paused for a moment to take a deep breath.

With great ability, your Eyeang is able to face them alone! Your eyes don't work on a cut can't work on a skewer!

Out of fear, these invaders finally ran away in fear. They failed to kill my parents.

But elsewhere many Kyai and Ulama were killed."

"That's a little story about your eyes, Ki Pandu Brojo ! in the past," said Kyai Syahroni ending his story.