T O H's

The Secret Meeting of the Mad Hajji

At the border of the cities of Jombang and Kediri precisely in the village of Grenggeng on the outskirts of the Rejosari reservoir right next to the reservoir appears a small hut.

Weigh Rumbia leaves and walled bamboo woven with small lights if power five Watt because of the low brightness.

Seemed a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in front of a small mat-based hut was engrossed in sipping bitter coffee that he brewed himself with makeshift tools.

On the sidelines of the fingers of his left hand precisely between the middle and index fingers tucked a cigarette almost gone live half maybe he had sucked a moment ago.

In his right hand there is a small Quran’an open while he recited without sound without movement of the lips only his eyes were looking towards the verse per verse in the sacred text of the Prophet Muhammad's legacy.

Occasionally he was seen sipping a steeping coffee in an old cup patterned green and black. One gulp slid down the throat of the old man.

His clothes that look shabby like a madman who always pass by on the side of the road make the surrounding community call him a crazy Hajj.

That night he looked cheerful while chanting the verses of the Qur’an this time with a melodious and beautiful chant. A shadow streaked across the water as if it were walking on the water very quickly like the wind towards it. Then came the shadow master right in front of the Mad Hajj.

He casually greeted the Shadow Empu kindly and with a special laugh that he always showed, “Hai Ustad Bari should not be a big Ustad Jombang city came without greeting and showing off the science of the quiet ancestor of the wind that he had,"

Didn't I teach you the knowledge of science, hehehe,” said Si Haji Gila staring at Si Empu shadow which turned out to be the New Ustad one of the leading Ustad in Jombang City.

“Assallamualaikum ya Guru ku Sang Kiai crazy, who is honorable by Allah Pak Haji Kasturi,” Sayap Ustad Bari salute while starting to sit in front of Pak Haji Kasturi Si Haji Gila.

“Waallaikumsalam, O Ustad Bari,” replied Haji Kasturi while offering a glass of black coffee a drink Mandatory when visiting his hut.

“Is there any way our beloved Abah Guru is going to hold a big meeting tonight?,” asked Ustad Bari.

“Patience other young people have not come yet let all gather first. Just will I explain my intention and purpose?,” said Haji Kasturi explained.

“Assalamualaikum Pak Haji Guru,” heard the voice of someone who walked from the front of the hut precisely from the dense direction of trees that extend on the edge of the dam, he is Haji Gofur one of the founders of the leading boarding school in Jombang City.

“Waalaikumsalam Adi ku Haji Gofur, let's please sit down and this is the banquet,” said Haji Kasturi again held out a glass of black coffee.

Suddenly the wind turned so strong that it made the trees seem to sway to and fro.

“Emm... If there is a wind going like this I know who is coming. It must be the young man from Wonosalam forest Gus Lukman,” said Ustad Bari who is very familiar with the figure and to the scientist Gus Lukman because he was equally beautiful first on Haji Kasturi.

“Assallamualaikum,” Wind turned into a handsome young man who was right apparently Ustad Bari's guess. Gus Lukman came to greet me.

“Waallaikumsalam,” this time answered in unison by all present.

Now replace a flash like an arrow snatching from the sky so bright as it fell in front of the hut right in front of Haji Gofur.

“Astagfirullah, this child is always there to surprise me,” said Haji Gofur.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Ustad Duwi who just came by taking the figure of lightning snatching.

“Waallaikumsalam,” replied Haji Gofur with a little annoyance.

“Don't be angry Mr. Haji, remember the high blood, I'm just kidding,” said Ustad Duwi while taking a seat.

“Have started the discussion,” said Ustad Duwi.

Herrr... Aoms.... Oams...

There was the sound of a tiger roaring from a distance a white tiger darting towards the slowly approaching hut turned into a human figure.

“Emm... Ustad Tigers Show off!!,” Chirps Ustad Bari.

“Assalamualaikum,” said Ustad Tigers which is none other than Ustad Pendik one of Ustad from Banjar Dowo village west of Jombang city.

“Already on collect yes,” said Ustad Pendik

“But there is not only one young boy but has knowledge like a direct talent from God my son Jaka,” said Haji Kasturi who considers all students as his children.

“Ia, yes,” Say Ustad Bari.

“You Do not envy Ustad Bari, all this time who got knowledge from Pak Haji Kasturi right You, Nak Jaka is only told not to be taught to teach hehehe, hehehe,” said Gus Lukman who was with Jaka and Ustad Bari together with one teacher, Haji Kasturi.

“Listen-sounds Abah, Pak Haji Wachid is sick because he is fighting the king of genderuwo,” said Haji Gofur.

“Ia but I yaqin rumors from the community that a person carrying a bow and arrow Cakra who helped Abah Wachid is his own son Jaka,” chirped Ustad Pendik.

“I know very well my student's son that one, he does not want to boast that he is a champion and pretends to be an ordinary young man like he is very afraid of ghosts even though he is the one who often kills ghosts,” said Haji Kasturi.

“Assallamualaikum guru,” suddenly that Jaka talked about was already among them Come sit together.

“Waallaikumsalam,” unison all who came to answer.

“Emang right said Haji Kasturi this special child always comes and goes without people knowing where it comes from, where it comes from,” said Ustad Pendik shook his head feeling astonished by Jaka's sudden appearance.

“Good discussion I will open because the seven champions of Jombang City have all attended, Assalamualaikum warohmahtullahi wabarakatuh,” said greetings from Haji Kasturi

“Waallaikumsalam warohmahtulli wabarakatuh,” unison who was present replied.

“Lately when I travel during the day to practice as the Mad Hajj call it that, because that is what society has pinned to me. I have encountered many cases of trance and died there are also cases of demons that openly appear even during the day,” said Haji Kasturi

“So our goal is to gather here we revive what I once made with some of the great Kiai figures in East Java to move back, namely the ghost hunting organization that we already know together. Aiming to uphold the religion of Allah which is straight and true and help the community from demonic interference and its concoctions,”, said Haji Kasturi explained

That is how the secret meeting of the seven champions of Jombang city was held on the edge of the Rejosari reservoir in a very simple hut owned by Haji Kasturi with a makeshift and very secret lighting.

But attended by very great figures throughout the city of Jombang, with the holding of the secret meeting, the Organization of T O H returned in the city of Jombang which had Vacuum in recent years to restore public order.

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