Marrying Princess Jin

#30

For the sake of hearing Adinullah's words, Johani smiled. He seemed to forget to be dealing with another figure in Adinullah's body.

"Exorcised me? This house, this land and everything here belongs to Master Alamsyah Hasbi. None of our money went out to finance the construction of this hut. Because you have declared yourself not to follow again Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi, then you should be the one who should leave this place," said Johani no less fierce. Adinullah's gaze grew sharper. His face was flushed with anger. Both hands clenched. Johani from day to day seemed to have lost fear of him. He felt it was time to show him something that would scare him all his life.

Johani took a few steps back. He felt something was going to happen. Adinullah's movements and the suddenly hot atmosphere made him alert. He let out a long sigh and his mouth began to commute to recite the mantra.

Adinullah's right hand shook violently. He slowly raised his hand and held it up.

"Assynnya!"

Adinullah slowly lowered his hand. He looks. Mr. Makripudin and Mr. Mas'ud were seen rushing in and approaching him. Adinullah grunting. His face looked irritated by the arrival of Mr. Makripudin and Mr. Mas'ud. Seeing Adinullah's unusual appearance, Mr. Makripudin smiled.

"What's wrong, Mr. Adin," said Mr. Makripudin.

"Don't say my name carelessly. Call me Sheikh Addinullah Mawlana Ibrahim." Adinullah patted his chest.

Mr. Makripudin smiled. He nodded his head.

"Good, fine. Even if I have to, I will call you Sheikh" said Mr. Makripudin. Mr. Makripudin took a long breath.

"I'm here to deliver a message from His Highness Master Alamsyah Hasbi. Repent and return to the right path. Before late. Sins that God will not forgive are shirk."

Adinullah smiled cynically. He spit in the front direction. Almost hit Makripudin's leg.

"That's because your knowledge of God is still a little, Makripudin. Come with me and I will show you a short path to God" Adinullah said. Mr. Makripudin smiled cynically back.

"I don't want to be lost and misled. It is enough for me to practice Sharia. I don't have to go too far if I have to deviate from God's teachings" replied Mr. Makripudin.

"Then your life is wasted, Makripudin. Your long life means nothing if you do not know and unite with God. Come with me" said Adinullah. The sleeves of his robe in his pull rose to his elbows.

"The order must have the Disciple whose genealogy is connected to His Majesty the Prophet. Your teaching is perverted and unclear. Even if you learned it from Master Alamsyah Hasbi, he never gave you the authority to teach it. Moreover, lifting you as a badal as you said to Mr. Mas'ud the other day," said Mr. Makripudin.

"I don't need that to be a murshid. You know what Laduni science is. I got that from my long contemplations and riyadhah all this time. So I don't need a teacher for that. My teacher is straight from God" said Adinullah, pointing upward.

"It was narrated from Abu Yazid that the man who had no teacher, his teacher was a demon. If you make the book your teacher, your fault will be more than your truth. Especially if Mr. Adin has no basis about it. " Mister Makripudin let out a long sigh. He looked at Adinullah who was now standing sideways.

"The answer is huge, Mr. Adin. Repent still given age by Allah swt," continued Mr. Makripudin.

Adinullah shook his head. He crossed paths and started pacing in front of Mr. Makripudin. Mr. Makripudin looks calm. Only Mr. Mas'ud looks a little nervous.

"Sir Makripudin, do you know why I should choose the opposite path to Master Alamsyah Hasbi?" ask Adinullah. Mr. Makripudin shook his head.

"One day I was shown a great light, which filled the sky. I heard a voice calling my name. You know what that call says?"

Again Mr. Makripudin shook his head. Adinullah smiled.

"O Adinullah, I am your God. I have justified to you whatever is forbidden. Not only that, I was shown how beautiful and amazing nature is. So, your ignorance of unseen things is very inappropriate to say I am heretical" Adinullah said. Mr. Makripudin could not hide his keenness when he heard Adinullah telling a story. For a while he was seen covering his mouth with his palm because he could not hold his laughter.

"That's why if you teach it don't daydream, Mr. Adin. Or maybe Mr. Adin was not present in the study of Mr. Guru Alamsyah Hasbi a few months ago. What Mr. Adin experienced was experienced first by a guardian of God titled Sulthanul Aulia, Sheikh Abdul Qadir Jailani. But with his knowledge, he could know where the shethan and where God. Pak Adin knows what the word shethan is when sheikh Abdul Qadir managed to dismantle his cover? It's simple, Mr. Adin. When the voice says something that violates the Shari'a, that is, justifies what Allah has forbidden, then it is clearly Satan. As long as we are alive in this world, God's laws and regulations will never change" explained Mr. Makripudin. Adinullah smiled back scornfully. He wiggled his index finger towards Mr. Makripudin's face.

"It was a misinterpretation from Master Alamsyah Hasbi. You're like buffaloes that have their noses poked. Just nod without researching first. That's why you never get to the top" Adinullah said.

"Our adab, we will not ask something that has been clear to us. We were told to be patient and not to rush. We were sure our teacher would take us there. And remember, Mr. Adin, the devil has misled seventy members of the order with the things that Mr. Adin has said. Terekat, Mr. Adin. Especially with people like us" said Mr. Makripudin.

"Please, Mr. Makripudin. How dare you position yourself as equal to me."

" Adab is more important than science, Mr. Adin. The higher a person's knowledge, especially those who have been murshid, the lower he is," said Mr. Makripudin.

"Agh! Already, already. I don't want to talk to fools like you." Adinullah waved the robe that extended to the ground.

"And one more, because Mr. Makripudin set the terms of tool science as appropriate for a murshid, come to my paddle in three days. Bring a lot of people as witnesses. Let them know who's right. I or Mr. Guru Alamsyah Hasbi" said Adinullah.

After saying that, Adinullah turned his body and passed leaving Pak Makripudin, Mr. Mas'ud and Johani. The three unceasingly rubbed their chests and shook their heads. Johani looks resigned. He sighed long.

"Please, Sir. Sit first. I'll make coffee" Johani said, inviting Makripudin and Mas'ud to sit on a long bench under a bidara tree. The two nodded and stepped towards the bidara tree.

The sun was still hiding behind the clouds and the still mighty fog enveloped the forest sky. The ground and grass were still wet by the eternal dew trapped by the cold.