Marrying Princess Jin

#33

The rain has subsided. Only a drizzle could still be heard snarling on the leaves of the tree. The dark night gripped. Flashlights can be seen flashing in the dark of the night. Mr. Satri and several men were seen walking down the path. He gave a stop signal when he was in front of the entrance to the field of Master Teacher Alamsyah Hasbi. Dawam ordered him to turn off the flashlight.

"MujahidIn, try to go inside and check if there are people in the fields of Master Guru Alamsyah Hasbi. Be careful" said Mr. Satri half-whispering to the Mujahideen. The mujahideen nodded and stepped into the fields of Master Alamsyah Hasbi. Before long, the Mujahideen were seen again and directly facing Mr. Satri.

"How, why are you so fast to return," said Mr. Satri when he saw the Mujahideen were already in front of him.

"I heard people talking inside. I also saw a firelight from behind the bushes. My estimate is that there are about four people in there" replied the Mujahideen. Mr. Satri sighed and turned his body, staring at the people behind him.

"Sheikh ordered us not to pass through the field if Mr. Guru Alamshah Hasbi was there. I'm afraid, among those people there is Master Alamsyah Hasbi. We must find another way to the place of the sheikh," said Mr. Satri. They look at each other. There is no other way but to pass through the fields of Master Alamsyah Hasbi. There are only two choices. Go back to each other's homes or open a new path in the middle of the forest. Two opinions are against each other. Mr. Satri, Dawam, Mujahideen and Muhsan who have seen for themselves the miracle that Adinullah showed, also because of the request that Adinullah will grant, insisted on convincing the people they managed to influence to continue the journey. But the Others, about five, insist on going back home.

"Sorry, brothers. We can't go home. The sheikh will be angry if we don't come tonight as well. Inevitably we have to make our way in the forest. Believe me, the fatigue of the brothers will pay off if you have met the Sheikh.Trust me, the brothers will not be disappointed. It's just a small hurdle to get something really big. Do not let the brothers regret it," said Mr. Satri trying to convince.

"Rightly what Mr. Satri said. If you had seen the miracle we saw, you would have run through this forest to get to the sheikh's place quickly,"

"But why must we pass through the forest while in front of us there is a way closer,"

"Only the sheikh knows why we are forbidden to go down that road. Let's just say this is the first test for us. Believe in us, brothers," said Mr. Satri trying to continue to convince the people in front of him.

"What will we get if we manage to meet the Sheikh, Mr. Satri!" said one. Mr. Satri smiled. He approached the man. He held both of the men's shoulders and patted them hard.

"Whatever you ask, the Sheikh can grant it. He is the messenger of God, brother," said Mr. Satri. He turned and stepped back into his place. For a moment he looked at the people in front of him.

"I've told you the truth that I saw from the Sheikh. If you don't believe me, you can go home" said Mr. Satri. He turned towards Dawam, Mujahideen and Muhsan. He nodded his head, gesturing to continue the journey. The four of them continued on their way and left the people behind him, who seemed to have begun to be affected by his words.

Mr. Satri smiled when he heard the hasty steps from behind. She's looking. He saw that people were starting to follow him from behind. He sighed in relief. For a moment, he was worried that people would not listen to him. He was afraid Adinullah would be angry because they did not manage to bring followers before him.

"Yes, Sir. I listened. Perhaps a thief who happened to pass by, sir," replied Mr. Mas'ud.

"No more coffee, sir," said Mas'ud. Mr. Makripudin was silent for a moment staring at the empty glass in front of him.

"Can. I think I can't sleep" said Mr. Makripudin.

Mr. Makripudin directed his flashlight towards the cottage where Johani slept while waiting for Mr. Mas'ud to finish making coffee. Mr. Mas'ud turned his head towards Johani's hut.

"Pity bu Johani yes, sir. He was alone like that. What happened to Adin. How to change like that" said Mr. Mas'ud in a soft voice. Mr. Makripudin sighed shortly.

"We just pray, hopefully Mr. Adin can wake up soon and return to see Ms. Johani," said Mr. Makripudin expectantly. Mr. Mas'ud nodded in agreement.

"Tomorrow, take Mr. Mas'ud's wife. For a while, Mr. Mas'ud and his wife stayed here until the corn harvest was two months away. Let there be friends for Ms. Johani," said Mr. Makripudin after for a while they were cool to enjoy the coffee and cigarette pills that they sulut. Mr. Mas'ud nodded his head.

"Sir Mas'ud need not worry. Mr. Mas'ud can still work from here. Regarding the affairs of daily needs, Mr. Mas'ud calm down. God willing, once a week there will be a messenger from Master to bring us our daily needs" said Mr. Makripudin.

"If I don't think about it, sir. The knowledge I got from Master Teacher was already too much. It should be me who should repay him with devotion" said Mr. Mas'ud. Mr. Makripudin smiled.

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The night is getting late and gripping. The sound of shrubs and tree branches could be heard rumbling in the silence of the night. Mr. Satri with his people began to work to make way by relying only on a flashlight as a light. The thickness of the bushes and the vending plants made it so difficult for them. Added to that with muddy soil and mosquitoes that like trying to block them. So that the people who follow him are not discouraged, Mr. Satri, Dawam, Mujahideen and Muhsan take turns to tell the miracle they have seen when meeting Adinullah. They managed to get those people excited and determined to finish that path tonight as well. Adinullah's figure suddenly transformed into a figure that they missed so much. Various requests had been summed up in each other's minds, making them disregard the coldness of the night in the forest.