Marrying Princess Jin

#38

Early in the morning after eating breakfast in the form of roasted sweet potatoes served by Mukmin, Pak Makripudin invited Mr. Mas'ud to continue their unfinished work, which is to make irrigation channels on the sidelines of corn plants. While Bu Mukmin and Johani are in charge of checking corn plants that are withered due to inundation and replacing them with seedlings leftover planting a few weeks ago. The weather looks cloudy. This year the rainfall is so high compared to the previous rainy season. If not considered properly, it is certain that the corn plants belonging to the farmers will die or at worst will not be able to grow normally. Mr. Makripudin targeting irrigation canal to be completed in two days. That's if done in royong. The plan, today he will send Mr. Mas'ud to meet Mr. Master Alamsyah Hasbi to tell him the condition of plants in the fields, as well as to ask for additional energy cuttle royong making a trench.

"Pak Mas'ud, maybe dhuhur later we rest first make a trench. Let Ms. Mukmin and Ms. Johani continue her work of inserting the corn plants that have died," said Mr. Makripudin on the sidelines of his break at work.

"Where are we going, sir,"

"Today we will meet Adinullah. Mr. Mas'ud may have forgotten. He told us today to meet him. He showed us his ability to read the book of the bald,"

"Do we really need to get there, sir,"

"I really did think it was unnecessary. But I just want to know what Mr. Adin is doing with his followers in the forest there. All as our report to Master Teacher,"

"Pak Mas'ud, tomorrow ask Mr. Mas'ud to go to the boarding school to see Master. Give consideration to Master to replace this corn plant with peanut plants only. Too soft. I doubt this corn plant can survive. Just look, the water is unceasingly flowing from the top of Bako Tinggi,"

"I think so too, sir. There is still time. If Master agrees, all of you tomorrow I can go buy peanuts in the city,"

"Whatever Master says later, we still need the energy of many people to help us. Also present this matter to Master Teacher,"

Mr. Mas'ud nodded his head.

The two of them resumed their work after spending each one on a cigarette. Until when the watch in the hand of Mr. Makripudin has shown twelve o'clock in the afternoon, he invited Mr. Mas'ud, Johani and Bu Mukmin to rest.

Cloudy still looks at home in the sky Bako Tinggi. After lunch and dhuhur prayer, Mr. Makripudin invited Mr. Mas'ud to go to the forest to meet Adinullah.

"Mungin, Mr. Adin has forgotten about the problem, sir. Better not to be tackled. Let's just wait, Master. Only Master Master can stop him" Johani said trying to prevent Pak Makripudin's intention to meet Adinullah. Mr. Makripudin who was putting on a belt to tighten the glove roll on his waist just smiled. The shabby peci he wore was then dressed in a pandan hat hanging from the pole of the cottage.

"I'm here on Master Teacher's orders, ma'am. Not just watching the fields. I was also told to keep an eye on the movements and what Mr. Adin did. I am not afraid to die if it is because we are following the orders of our teacher." Mr. Makripudin smiled. He looked towards Mas'ud. Mr. Mas'ud nodded his head.

"Sir Adin knew I was a close person to Master Teacher. He would think long to injure me, let alone kill. He certainly did not want the new place he opened in the forest to be ruined by Master Teacher pilgrims. Just pray we wish us a safe return home" said Mr. Makripudin, inserting a machete under his shirt. Both can only sigh.

Mr. Makripudin asked Mr. Mas'ud to stop after about half an hour of walking. The path to the forest next to the high bako hill was cut off where they now stand. There were only thick bushes and trees in front of them.

Mr. Makripudin took out a machete from behind his shirt and began to inspect the bushes in front of him.

Mr. Makripudin turned towards Mr. Mas'ud. He then pointed towards the bushes flanked by two bidara trees.

"Looks, they're going this way, sir. It's their footprints" said Mr. Makripudin. Mr. Mas'ud nodded and took out a machete from under his clothes. The two then continued on their way while clearing the bushes in front of him. A few minutes later, they arrived at a large place.

Mr. Makripudin invites Mr. Mas'ud to pause for a moment. There were voices not far in front of them. He was sure, it was the voices of the people who were with Adinullah yesterday.

"Sir Mas'ud, we sit down first. Let's read our single ujud first. Hopefully whatever their evil intentions to us later, will be prevented by Allah swt," said Mr. Makripudin. Mr. Mas'ud nodded his head. The two then sat cross-legged. After for some time they were solemn' reciting prayers, Mr. Makripudin invited Mr. Mas'ud to continue the journey. They stopped when they arrived in front of the banyan tree.

""Adinullah! Come out. I'm already here" cried Mr. Makripudin. His voice rippled through the forest. Silent mood. The voices that had sounded were gone. Mr. Makripudin's eyes look out for a glance here and there. He faintly heard the sound of footsteps approaching him. Not long after, several men with Sangar faces appeared one by one from behind the trees.

Mr. Makripudin scrunched his forehead when Mr. Satri was seen appearing at the very back and approaching him.

"Do you want to come here, Makripudin. If you're not here to follow our teacher, I suggest you come back. We never had a problem with you" Satri said. Mr. Makripudin smiled.

"We don't have a problem, Mr. Satri. I only have business with Mr. Satri's teacher." Back, Mr. Makripudin smiled, like he was booing Mr. Satri.

"To my knowledge, Mr. Satri used to be a person who greatly admired Master Alamsyah Hasbi. I didn't expect Mr. Satri to go astray like this,"

"Take care of your mouth, Makripudin. There's nothing I got from your Master Teacher. He doesn't have any character as a cleric,"

"What you want to see, Mr. Satri. Your closed heart makes you never see Master Teacher's carom" said Mr. Makripudin.