Sacred Tomb

Kyai wali ali wafa tomb

Dusk has come, the night is getting late.

On the street corner in the outskirts of Surabaya bordering the city of Sidoarjo, Mr. Yasin was sitting with his friends while enjoying the star beer mansion.

While Mr. Yasin's wife, Farida's mother, finished performing the Tahajjud prayer, was chanting Dzikir Munajat, then chanting sholawat Fatih, then praying for her children and her husband.

In Agung village located in Waru Sidoarjo sub-district, Damar Ahmad lives with his mother's father as well as his extended family.

Even though simple life is often lacking... Farida's mother Damar remained patient and steadfast in worship.

Another with yasin his father, never worship even often drunk and often said rude.

*****

"Yasin, this is your part" said Seno, a friend of his who distributed the money from the sale of stolen motorcycles.

"All right, I'll go home first" Yasin said, then turned on the engine.

*****

Tok tock..!

"A little while" said Farida's mother, then opened the door,

"Where did you come home almost dawn.

Drunk again..! Almost every night always come home drunk!"

"Don't say much, accompany me to sleep" said Mr. Yasin.

"Yes yes. Men want to win it themselves. Getting older is not better, even not because of because," murmured Farida's mother.

"It's money to pay for the Damar exam" said Mr. Yasin, putting money on the room table and then laying down his body.

******

The dawn prayer rumbles, and the sunlight slowly - the land illuminates the earth.

"Room... Get up, son! It's six in the morning. Shower and change breakfast and go to school.

You'll pay for the exam"

"Yes Buk" replied Damar who was still sleepy.

***

That morning Damar was pedaling a wind bike to a rather distant high school.

At one noon after school, Shinta stood in front of the school while playing the latest iPhone phone while waiting for Damar.

"The room..!" call Shinta.

"Hi Shinta, what's wrong?" ask Damar who knows that Shinta since the second grade loves him, but Damar thinks twice because Shinta is the son of a wealthy businessman. While Damar felt his son was a servant, while his father was not clear what his job was.

"This is me buying you a HP, so I can contact you anytime," said Shinta then offered a new HP.

"Thank you Shinta for your kindness, but I cannot accept this gift" Damar replied.

"Room... In this school you are a student who does not have HP. I gave you a phone so you could easily connect with friends and easily access information" Shinta said,

"Both I really love you and love you so much."

"Shinta... ? Why do you love me?

Aren't there a lot of guys who are more handsome and rich in this school. While I am ordinary, and from a family that cannot afford," said Damar.

"Room... I don't know why I love you. All I know and feel, since second grade, if I see you my heart feels so happy. If I'm with you, I'm happy" said Shinta,

"I know you love me, but you avoid me because I am a rich man and you are a poor man's son.

Know Damar... The rich are my parents, not me."

Hear Shinta's words... Damar just kept quiet with a smile, then said,

"Actually yes, I've loved you since second grade, but I'm self-conscious.

Because you are too beautiful and too rich.

Hemmm, you're not coming home, that's your driver's been waiting for you since."

"Jawab first, you want to not date me?" shinta.

"Well, if you insist, I will."

"Then you accept this HP, I go home first huh... Later if the HP is already on, you WA me. In that bag is my business card."

"Alright Shinta, I went back first yes," said Damar then pedaling his bututut bike.

When riding a bicycle... Suddenly there was a cry of "Damar..!"

"Hi Aldi" cried Damar and stopped his bike.

"Here first, drink a little. This was a friend - friends buy vodca same beer."

"Alright but a little bit yes, I'm not feeling well anymore" said Damar.

"His pre-mature donation from Pancasila High School is not feeling well," said Aldi, his classmate,

"Did I just talk to Shinta, I'm not feeling well, hahahaha!"

"You can do it."

"Shinta is beautiful Mar, she's a snatch for Pancasila High School guy, but I was surprised... Precisely Shinta pursues you, hahahaha..! But it's you who don't want to go, '" said Deni.

"I guess... Shinta really loves you Mar, "tipal Topa, really,

"Try you think, Shinta knows you rarely talk, like brawl, like to get drunk, and rarely have money, but she still faithfully chased you until now."

"Don't say much, let's hunt at the turn of the glass," said Damar who was noisy with the words of his friend, his friend,

"From now... Shinta is my girlfriend!"

"Hemmmmm, I see" said his friends simultaneously.

Soon enough, Damar said goodbye first, as the day began to twilight.

Adan Asar sounded echoing. When passing through the border of Agung village with Sani village, Damar saw the tomb that often passed by him emit a very bright light. Out of curiosity, Damar stopped his bike and said softly, "Have I passed through the tomb of Kyai Ali wafa this time I saw a strange incident. Suddenly there was a light radiating from inside the tomb..? Oh, come on, I'll just go home, my head's a little dizzy after drinking vodca."

*****

"Assalamualaikum," said Damar, at the door.

"Waalaikumsalam," said Lesti's younger sister.

"Where's Mom."

"Mom washed clothes at Susi's house."

"Fish soup vegetable soup tofu tempe equal crackers.

Why..? No doyan..!"

"Gak papa, males aja," said Damar then entered the room.

"Live to eat just chatty, like my father," muttered Lesti who was still in Junior High School.

*****

Adan magrib.

"Room... Let's get up, pray magrib..!

You are already a big, diligent man. Don't be your father."

"Yes buk," said Damar while sleeping again.

"You're drunk, huh, how do you smell like alcohol?"

"Yes back home from school drinking a little."

"You're a big boy, you want to graduate school. Don't like to be drunk, it's not good for your health. The diligent solat, the diligent njai.

What do you want to be tomorrow if this continues..? Our family is very poor in this village. How society sees you like to get drunk, your father likes to get drunk too. Is this not a conversation in society..?"

"Yes buk," said Damar then rushed to bathe, then perform the magrib prayer.

After the magrib prayer, while having dinner Lesti said,

"Tumben brother pray magrib?"

"Lesti..! It's not good to say that to your sister" said Farida's mother,

"Alhamdulillah your brother wants to pray though rarely - rarely. Who knows tomorrow - tomorrow your brother diligently prayed and became a righteous man,

"Room... Come eat full, this was mom in love mom Lusi kare chicken one big plastic."

"Yes buk" said Damar who rarely spoke,

"Lesti... Eat full, don't talk to me."

"Oh yes Kak, I got a greeting from mbak Fitri his son Pak Aripin contractor.

I think Fitri likes you the same brother."

"Hemmmm, um,

Sayin, don't want to be a second girlfriend," said Damar joking while eating.

"Hussis..!!!

Can't say that" said Farida's mother,

"Don't date first, the school's a pinter, after freshly graduated from work, after marriage."

"Yet... Buy me an HP, right..?

My friends all have mobile phones, only I don't have them" said Lesti, who said,

"Let's learn it's good when browsing! Relationships are good too.

"Yes Lesti, mommy cumpulin money first yes son, be patient."

"Yes Buk."

"Lesti, in the room there is a new iPhone phone, there is also a new card," said Damar,

"You take that for you."

"Sister really has a new HP..?" murmured Lesti could not believe it.

"Basar nagging like a mother..!

You take it now on my room table."

"Alright, beware of lying," said Lesti rushed into Damar's room.

"Where did you get Damar's new HP..?" ask Farida's mother.

"So thank you for the Buk prize, anyways I don't need a hp."

"Yes, mother's message... Don't steal..! Even if we live in poverty, let us not steal."

"Yes Buk" said Damar.

"Sister..! How about this for Lesti..?

This is my iPhone, it's expensive."

"She's chatty, for you."

"Thank you, brother... Baby, then.

This is my first time loving me good stuff. You know, if you're working, I'll give you a good present, too."

"Yes already there go, turn on his HP just like your cousin Ida there."

"Yes, thank you, sister...!"

"Which father is Buk, how is he not seen from noon?"

"Your father said he joined his friend's work on the project. Maybe Saturday he said go home."

"Oh, I know the history of the tomb of Kyai Ali Wafa in the village border Sani village," asked Damar.

"You keep smoking," murmured Farida's mother, "Where do you get money to buy cigarettes..!"

"So in the cigarette handiwork friend. This mother always rules Damar's life. Damar has grown up Buk. He was 17 almost 18 years old. I want to graduate school."

"A mother is like that, always wants her child to be the best. Even though you're married tomorrow... I'll keep advising you."

"Oh, answer my question first."

"Kyai Ali Wafa's... According to his teacher ngajinya mother, is a religious guardian in the district of Sidoarjo and Surabaya.

He was known to be a patient guardian, and had a great Sacred.

Therefore, his tomb is visited by many people to ask for blessings. According to the teacher, mother first... Ali Wafa is from Baghdad in the Middle East. He died on the way. While in Sani village, Kyai Ali Wafa is sick and cared for by local residents. Not long after he died. Because he is a kyai... He was buried in the land of the man who took care of him.

So his grave is on the side of the road and alone."

*Connected*