Marrying Princess Jin

#36

The time on Mr. Makripudin's mobile phone had been shown at 11pm when Mr. Mas'ud's pick-up car was seen entering the farm's driveway. Mr. Makripudin called Johani when Mr. Mas'ud and Mr. Mukmin were seen dropping some items from the top of the car.

"Sorry, Sir. I was late to come back here because I had to buy gas oil first for the preparation of lamp oil," said Mr. Mas'ud when Mr. Makripudin approached and immediately helped him lower the goods.

"Tok a lot of luggage, sir," said Mr. Makripudin when he saw the items on top of the car.

Mr. Mas'ud sighed. He turned his head for a moment towards Mukmin before looking at Makripudin.

"After we thought, we will stay here until these corns are harvested. This vast field, Mr. Makripudin and bu Johani will not be able to take care of it. Fear that the harvest will fail" said Mr. Mas'ud. He turned to Johani who helped bring things down.

"Sorry, Mr. Makripudin, Mr. Johani. It's not that I underestimate Mom and Dad. But this large field should be handled by four people" continued Mr. Mas'ud. Mr. Makripudin smiled.

"It's okay, Mr. Mas'ud. We're just so glad you're gonna stay until the corn harvest. Hopefully the harvest of Master Teacher's corn is abundant. Isn't that right, Ms Johani?"

Johani smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes, Sir. Let's draw. Let me not just see Mr. Mas'ud and Mr. Makripudin talking together. Now there's Mrs Mukmin who's my friend to say" Johani said.

They then proceeded to bring the items to Johani's lodge. When it was finished and Johani and Bu Mukmin were busy putting things into the cottage, Mr. Mas'ud held the hand of Mr. Makripudin and invited him to sit in the cottage next door.

"What's up, Mr Mas'ud? Kok pak Mas'ud was very tense," said Mr. Makripudin when with a quick step Mr. Mas'ud took him to walk to the next cottage.

"So on the street, I was like seeing Mr. Adin, sir. If not wrong, there were about ten people who went with him. I'm sure he'll be through here, sir," Mr. Mas'ud begins the story. His face looked increasingly stiff. Mr. Makripudin fell silent and looked down. He remembered how Adinullah had suddenly disappeared and now there were ten people who were with him. If he really is Adinullah, then the ten people who were told by Mr. Mas'ud were the people he managed to influence.

"Pak Mas'ud sure that's Mr Adin?" ask Mr. Makripudin to reinforce.

"Related, Sir. He was wearing a red robe like we saw when we had a fight with Johani's mom. But the difference is, he wears a very large turban" said Mr. Mas'ud. Mr. Makripudin nodded his head. He really is Adinullah. Adinullah is really worried. I don't know how many people he's influenced. He believes, if Adinullah is not stopped immediately, they will be isolated in that place.

"If Mr. Adin really will pass through this field, we do not be affected or provoked if later Mr. Adin says something that hurts our hearts. We obey Master's orders. We do not understand why Master Teacher has not taken action to stop Adinullah. But we must be sure, surely Master Teacher has a certain purpose," said Mr. Makripudin. Mr. Mas'ud nodded his head.

"Then, we continue to work again, sir," said Mr. Mas'ud.

"It's noon, sir. Bu Johani is preparing us for food. It's already raining heavily anyway." Mr. Makripudin took one of his hands out of the cottage.

"The germ is beginning to grow. Let's take a break, Mr. Mas'ud," Makripudin said. Mr. Mas'ud nodded.

"Sir, let's eat here. Afraid of the food getting rained if brought there," call Mukmin's mom. The two then got up and stepped out of the cottage towards the next cottage. But a few more steps up at Johani's cottage, Adinullah with several men behind him is seen entering the fields. Mr. Makripudin pulled Mr. Mas'ud's hand and asked him to stop. Bu Mukmin who was about to come out called both of them because they felt they did not hear his call because the rain began to fall, could only be silent to see the arrival of Adinullah. He took a few steps back. Johani who felt strange with the atmosphere that felt lonely, came out. Like Mukmin, he fell silent to see Adinullah with his gallant steps accompanied by several men in his defense.

"Did Mr. Adin not see us, sir. Why is he silent," asked Mas'ud after Adinullah and his men were not seen again in the thick of the forest. Mr. Makripudin sighed.

"Come, Mr. Mas'ud. But thank God, we don't argue with him anymore" replied Mr. Makripudin. He then took Mr. Mas'ud into the cottage.

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Adinullah again sat on his chair in the veil of the great roots of the banyan tree. The ten people standing in front of him seemed amazed when they saw for themselves how the roots were raised upwards as Adinullah pointed his index finger upwards. A vast empty space lies behind the roots wrapped around each other. Adinullah smiled proudly. He stared at the ten men in front of him. The man who was all a thief looked foolish when he saw the miracle he displayed.

""You ask for strength and devotion, I will give it. You ask for treasure, I will give it. But not everything can be taken for granted without struggle and sacrifice. I also did not get this position. Full of riyadah and mujahadah." Adinullah got up and walked quietly in front of the man while looking at him one by one.

"Are you up to it?" Adinullah.

"We are able, Sheikh," they answered in unison. Adinullah smiled.

"good. No one disputes if I tell you something. Follow me more than you obey. My orders that you have broken will be your immediate punishment. If you agree, you will be my followers. The lucky follower joins in the kingdom of God. If not, you can leave this place" Adinullah said.

"We will follow the Sheikh whatever the conditions," replied someone from them.

"Yes, we will follow the Sheikh," the brand replied in unison. Adinullah smiled with satisfaction. He turned around and sat back in his chair.

"Now seven of you I command you to make your way there. In the middle of the forest, my loyal followers are making their way to this place. Don't stop until you meet them. And the remaining three, I command you to find the Kruing tree in this forest. The tree is already rare, but I am sure, in this forest there must be," said Adinullah.

"You want us to eat the tree after we find it, Sheikh," asked someone. Adinullah smiled. He thumbs up at the man.

"Good question. Cut the wood four meters long and bring it here" replied Adinullah.

The ten men nodded. They were seen gathering to divide the task given by Adinullah. After agreeing, they started working.

Adinullah pointed his index finger upwards. Slowly the roots of the banyan tree moved down and stuck in their respective positions. Those people look at each other. As soon as they turned their heads, all they saw were the dense roots of the banyan tree.

Adinullah closed his eyes.

"Jaran Bireng Mundung, come. Take me to my palace," said Adinullah in a whispering voice. As soon as the word of his call was over, there came the frail sound of the horse shrillening its ears.