Marrying Princess Jin
#22
The fog looks start to fill the surface of the trees around the high bako hill. Its color was thick white and it looked meandering, like a giant silk scarf from a distance. The cold began to feel. The wind that blew as breezy as black clouds shrouded the sky, making people reluctant to leave the house. The day is near noon. Adinullah is no longer seen in the yard. Johani is still pacing the cottage yard. Between going to the fields or staying at home, is still a consideration. Sickle, head cover and some chili seeds he has prepared to be taken to the field. But he still hesitated to step up. Not because of the black cloud that began to rule the sky and most likely rain will fall with a heavy. But he was afraid that Adinullah had already been in the field. With the attitude and change that happened to Adinullah this morning, he was not so sure of greeting as usual with Adinullah in the field.
Johani stepped towards the long bench under the bidara tree. He's really confused. Especially if you remember going back to spend the night with full tension with Adinullah. He was no longer comfortable in the cabin. His final decision may be to leave. But he was ashamed of Master Teacher Master Alamsyah Hasbi. He was ashamed to tell me what he saw. From the conversation Adinullah this morning with Mr. Satri, he concluded that Adinullah had been out of religious teachings and had been misleading. Mr. Satri was the first victim. He is sure, there will be many people like Mr. Satri who will be affected by the miracle shown by Adinullah. Given the character of the people in the forest area who are easily affected by things that are mystical. If Adinullah shows the same thing he showed to Mr. Satri, then it is not impossible, today Adinullah will get many followers.
Johani let out a long sigh full of unrest. He was really confused what to do. He had absolutely no power to prevent Adinullah.
Johani raised his head. His nanic gaze was thrown away towards the dark sky. The start of the rainy season this year was a scary start for him. Unlike previous years, when he and Adinullah started with a feeling of pleasure. No more laughter starts the morning under the bidara tree while sipping hot coffee. While talking about what to plant in the fields, the cheerful laughter of their children who roll on the grass, adds to their morning cheerfulness. Her old husband had gone far away. Leave it alone in the middle of the forest.
Johani's tears flowed down her cheeks. He nodded while offering a prayer for Adinullah.
"Yes, God, save and protect my husband. Put him back on the right track. Give me back the old servant's husband, O Allah." Johani's prayer is hopeful. Anxiety mixed with sadness emanated clearly in the look on his face.
Johani wiped her tears. He took a deep breath and slowly blew it away. Wishing her heart to remain steadfast in the face of trials in her household. Slowly he leaned his body on the trunk of the bidara tree.
Recalling what Adinullah said earlier this morning, made him think again. The choice offered by Adinullah was too heavy for him to accept. He was clearly more inclined to follow Master Alamsyah Hasbi. But with that pledge, Adinullah's talaq has fallen. She is no longer Adinullah's wife. He is unlikely to follow Adinullah's orders which clearly violate the Shari'a.
Johani gave a long sigh. He suddenly remembered his son whom he had left in the neighbor's house. The spending money of five thousand rupiah that he entrusted may have run out. He should pick her up soon. If Adinullah's situation does not change, he will take him back to the village. He didn't want his son to see his father like that. His last choice, he will leave it in the boarding house owned by Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi.
Johani raised his body slowly and stood up. After pondering for a moment, he stepped towards the hut. After putting his clothes into the sheath, he immediately went out and left the place.
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Adinullah crossed with his chest puffed up staring towards the top of the high bako hill when he reached the field. After that, he looked around him. He felt he had to find another place away from the fields belonging to Master Alamsyah Hasbi. He had to clear the forest for his place to spread his teachings to his followers. From today on, there is no longer any connection with Master Alamsyah Hasbi.
Adinullah gave a long sigh. The look of his eyes pounded towards the side of the high bako hill. Behind the ridge of the high bako is one of the hidden and right places for the plaster. But it took a lot of people to cut down trees and bushes as a way into that place. He certainly can not rely on a Satri sir. There was no other way, he had to use the miracles he had to find a large following.
Adinullah nodded his head. He smiles. A few kilos from the fields of Mr. Guru Alamsyah Hasbi, there are three farmers who occupy the area near the forest. He must come to them. He was sure, with the magic he would show, the three of them could easily be affected.
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Slowly Adinullah opened his eyes. He looked at the five dogs around him. One by one every dog that Adinullah looked at immediately stopped barking and lying in their respective places. Adinullah smiled. One by one the dogs were rubbed. After which, with a confident step he entered the courtyard of the hut.
Three men in the hut were seen coming out. Seeing the way Adinullah walked that was approaching towards them, the three looked unhappy. They were still standing in front of their respective huts while waiting for Adinullah to get closer.
"Gruck, Gurgle!" Shouted someone from the three men like they were calling.
Adinullah smiled. He looked back for a moment before stopping in their midst.
"You call your dogs?" adinullah asked while staring one by one the three men in front of him. The three stared fully in the direction of Adinullah.
"Now, the dogs will not obey you anymore. The dogs are now fully submissive to me. So do you" said Adinullah, smiling confidently.
One of the men approached the man standing in the middle.
"Isn't he one of Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi's students?" His whisper but his gaze still did not turn to look at Adinullah. The man who was being whispered frowned loudly. His eyes pinched trying to recognize Adinullah's face longer.
"Looks yeah. I think he was indeed a disciple of Master Alamsyah Hasbi, "he said a while later. He then went ahead and got closer to Adinullah.
"We know you are a disciple of Master Alamsyah Hasbi. We did not like him very much, but we never dared to enter his residence, let alone without permission. Our jobs are stealing and robbing, but we know the rules. We have never robbed our brothers who are here" the man said.
The man who was standing a bit apart from his two friends, came closer.
"If you are sent by Master Teacher to prevent us, say hello to him. This is our business" said the man.
Adinullah smiled.
