Sacred Tomb

Played at the guardian's grave

"Then... There are some tombs not far from the tomb of Kyai Ali Wafa, whose tomb is Buk?"

"According to the Sani villagers, it's a family tomb that has land.

What's up..? Tumben you asked me something strange. Ask about the tomb of Kyai Ali Wafa. Not as usual I rarely talk."

"What, ask me, because it was after school Damar saw a light coming out of the tomb kyai Ali Wafa. So Damar asked about Kyai Ali's tomb with mom."

"Saran mother, try you tomorrow night Friday pilgrimage to the tomb kyai Ali Wafa. Perhaps you have the blessing of the guardian mbah."

"Well buk, but Damar does not know how to pilgrimage to the tomb, and Damar can only naji qur'an but not smoothly also not fluent. Kan Damar studied njai only as a child in mushollah kyai Hadi."

"Well, if you tell your mother njai it's receding. You are a man, you should be able to pay even if it is just a letter of yasin. Your job is just to play sleep. Later you become a husband to be a father. You should be able to educate your wife and children. Don't be like your father..!"

"Yes, yes" said Damar.

"Assynolt..!"

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Farida's mother,

You Sul, that's Damar again eating in front of the tv. wait a minute.

Damar, find Samsul."

"yes," Damar replied, then stood up and walked forward.

"Udah ate it" asked Samsul.

"Udah from earlier. Where are you going..?"

"Regular coffee in the Humpback."

"I don't have any money" Damar said.

"I have money, enough to buy vodca with cigarettes.

Ok, ok," said Samsul.

*Buk, Damar play first."

"Yes, remember mom's message, don't get drunk and don't steal."

"Yes, drink a little too."

******

The motor drove slowly - land, until finally Damar and Samsul stopped at a roadside stall.

As soon as you get off the motor... Many of Damar's friends are already on site.

"Hemmm, what the hell is the occasion to gather here," asked Damar to his friends.

"It's a habit to hang out."

The night continued to propagate, even with the dense glitter of starlight scattered in the dark sky.

After having fun while enjoying some vodca, Damar was ready to go home.

*****

"Still at 10 p.m., Damar, let's get some food first, and some hot tea."

"Alright, we eat raw rice alone in front of the Bungur Asih terminal.

"Alright, "samsul said then drove the bike a bit faster.

After eating, and about to get on the motorbike, Samsul said:l,

"Room... Isn't that your father sitting with a woman..?"

After looking closely, Damar said softly,

"Yes that's my father. He was drunk with his friends.

Ah, let's just say, I've known from a long time that my father has many friends bromocora. Let's go home.. !"

"Alright," said Samsul then drove the bike slowly.

Once inside the village of Sani and passing the tomb kyai Ali Wafa... Damar said,

"Sul, we'll stop for a second, okay..?"

"What do you want..!!!"

"I want to see the tomb, mumpung many people njai.

Curious I'm the same as Kyai Ali wafa's grave."

"Tumben - the tumbennya you entered the tomb of the guardian, hahaha. Dare to..?"

"Dare, be a little drunk" said Damar.

"You were tonight a bit strange Mar, out drunkenly drunken pilgrimage to the guardian's tomb. Not as usual," muttered Samsul best friend Damar since SD then parked the metic motor owned by his father.

Without uluksalam, Damar and Samsul sit on the edge of the pendopo.

"Sono hunted his pilgrimage, I wait here," said Samsul while laying down his body.

"Before, cigarettes first. There's a coffee shop, do you want coffee or tea?"

"Gak ah, you if you want," this is the money, said Samsul while sleeping.

"Well, I don't buy hot tea, you wait a minute.

*****

While carrying a glass of warm tea, Damar returned to the pendopo,

" Sul, sull..! It turns out that he slept."

"Assalamualaikum" said two men wearing sarongs and wearing white cotton.

"Waalaikumsalam," Damar replied and shook hands.

"Where is it..?"

"From the village next to Pak, Agung Village. Where did you come from" asked Damar back.

"From the district of Pasung mas. Meet me, Mr. Sulaiman. What's this guy's name..?"

"I'm Damar sir, this sleeping friend of mine is Samsul's name."

"If it passes almost every day sir, if you enter the new tomb area this time.

If Mr. Sulaiman, what often pilgrimage here..?"

"Alhamdulillah, every Wednesday I am here. Thank God it has been more than 3 years insyallah."

"3 years sir..!!!!" damar was surprised.

"Yes, um."

"For 3 years, what have you gained in this tomb..?"

"There are so many mas Damar, thanks to the barracks of Wali Ali Wafa, my life became peaceful, prosperous and happy with my family. There is a rezekanya. And always increase his religious knowledge."

"Oohhh so sir, just know me, if the pilgrimage of the guardian's tomb is a lot of results," said Damar.

"Mas Damar, I want to go to mushollah not pray first."

"Well, Mr. Sulaiman, thank you for greeting me."

"The same with Damar, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam" said Damar.

After Mr. Sulaiman left, Damar suddenly saw a young man dressed in shabby clothes - torn sitting a little far from where Damar was sitting.

"Hemmm the crazy young man said what the hell, from earlier talking to himself, It's not clear.

Tomorrow just plug the lottery number with the same nitip Samsul. 87 The crazy. Who knows, his barokah mbah Wali Ali Wafa can get a lottery number, can to buy his Hp Tiyo my sister who is still in SD. Poor Tio, his friends on the toy HP, only Tio does not have."

Suddenly the crazy young man stood up and approached Damar. After standing in front of Damar, the crazy young man said,

"Heeee..! Ask for the cigarettes..!"

"Here," said Damar, offering 12 solar cigarettes.

After picking up a solar cigarette, the young man sat down next to Damar and said,

"Smoking if there is no coffee is less Afdhol, less good..!"

"No coffee" said Damar rather fiercely.

"Buy buy two glasses. You're my glass of glass."

"No money, if you want this tea is mine" Damar replied.

"You are stingy, isn't there 17 thousand in your pocket..!

Buy it there, and get down here..!"

Hearing the crazy young man's words, Damar scrunched his forehead and said inwardly,

"Kok he knows that the change of tea in my pocket is 17 thousand..?"

"Where do you know that I have 17 thousand" asked Damar

"Don't say much, just buy a two-cup coffee" replied the crazy young man,

"I know what is hidden in this universe. Not like you, idiot!"

Damar, whose friends are brave and stubborn, wanted to hit a crazy young man who said he was a moron,

"Hemmmm, bother meeting a madman like this. In the opponent is also crazy, not in this tonjok added digress."

"Have no emotions, hunt for coffee. If you have drunk vodka, the innate want to hit people," said the young man Crazy relaxed.

While walking, Damar muttered,

"He knows, if I've been drinking vodca. He also knows that I'm emotionally willing to knock him out."

*****

"This is the coffee" Damar said, putting the cup on a white ceramic.

"This is called heaven, urip songo. There's coffee and there's cigarettes" said the crazy young man,

"Who's your name..?"

"Damar Ahmad's. What's your name?"

"Just call me the Door of Heaven," replied the crazy young man as he raised the cup.

"Hemmm, in a real question - really answer the sky door."

"Well that's my name" said the crazy young man.

"What a thing its name is, the door of the heavens hehehehe."

"From your name Damar Ahmad, but it does not match your behavior.

Damar is the lamp, Ahmad is the salvation

It means the light of salvation. But your behavior likes to fight, likes to get drunk, likes to gamble and likes women, likes to steal fruit on a tree owned by a neighbor.

You are still very young."

Hearing the words of the Heavenly Door, Damar fell silent and confirmed his words,

"Hemmm sook tau you..!"

"Hehehehe," The Door of Heaven laughed curled up, hearing the words that came out of Damar's mouth,

"Yes, I want to go first. Thanks for the cigarettes and coffee.

Oh yea... Next week your family will have a disaster, so you must love your sisters, and you must obey your mother.

Ezra...!"

"Waalaikumsalam," Damar replied with a smile,

"Hemmm, you crazy man. But some of his talk was right. Is it just a coincidence, huh..? I'm told you like to play girls, girlfriends just don't have. So the same slShinta date just last afternoon."

"Sul sul, let's get up..! It's 12 p.m., let's go home."

"Yes..."

Shortly thereafter, Damar and Samsul launched their motorcycles

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