THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 3b: Being Challenged by the Warung Resi

"Mbah Resi, me and Mbah here have the same goal, which is how to solve the problem of Fresh water that turns red, why do we fight? Please Mbah Resi do according to the lines of knowledge that Mbah believes and mastered, I also do according to my line of knowledge. Isn't our goal the same, which is how to make the pool water clear again?"

"Yes, but don't show off in front of the people!"

"Who is showing off? We, as Muslims, perform the prayer, which is to worship the only One, Allah Almighty, five times a day. Of course, in the manner outlined. I cannot worship my God in your own way, and vice versa."

"Ah. A lot of your talk!"

Tib-just suddenly, Resi sent a power blow over a long distance.

Crowds that huddled bounced.

Rejo felt this way, but just shifted his seat a little.

"Please Mbah Resi do not need to continue. Than Mbah Resi is ashamed if I defeat."

"Bad. Young people don't know manners."

"Lho, isn't it Mbah Resi who has no manners. By suddenly just attacking me, for no reason?"

Shouted Rejo.

Hope Rejo, this shout was heard by the people around Segaran pond.

The Rishis were angry.

And indeed Rejo's goal was achieved.

All eyes finally looked towards Rejo and this rishi.

"I'm rude, you young man. No respect for parents. I'm a hermit!"

"Mbah Resi is actually insolent. As a hermit figure, you should be able to suppress passions, including anger. Not even making a blast and run like this."

Rishi grew increasingly irrepressible.

"Mbah Resi, we didn't have anything. I only pray according to my beliefs, and give an explanation to the residents, lha kok Mbah Resi even challenged me. Well, if Mbah Resi invites me to fight, I won't back down."

The Resi immediately sat down cross-legged and was ready to launch an attack.

"Oh, Mbah Resi is about to bring out the sacred style from Mount Penanggungan. I know it. Fine, I will also bring out the sacred style of Tidar Mountain."

Rejo immediately practiced the style taught by Resi Swadaraya.

"Remember Mbah Resi, when I play this style, it means I can't stop and no more messing around."

As soon as he heard the name of Mount Tidar, the Resi began to show a fearful face.

"Mbah Resi is scared?"

The Rishi was silent.

"Let's attack me!" shouted Rejo, hoping to invite the attention of the people who were on the lips of the pond.

Rejo immediately woke up, and opened the horses that were exactly the same style as the Rishis.

Of course the Rishis were shocked.

"Young man, how can you know the sacred science of Argument?"

"Mbah Rishi. Of course it took Jenengan decades to train this science, maybe even I was not born. And I know the greatness of this science. Isn't it like this!" shouted Rejo, while hitting a fairly large tree, which was not far from the pond.

"Get out!"

The sound that appeared was quite deafening.

Before long, the leaves on the tree began to turn yellow and slowly one by one fell out.

All eyes were wide at this scene.

Resi began to chirp with guts, and cold sweat ran down his face. He did not expect, there was a young boy who had mastered the high level of knowledge from the haunted Tlatah Penanggungan.

"Young man, who are you?"

Rejo did not answer.

"O you people on the lips of the pool, know. The science I exhibited just now was nothing more than magic. Here, I show you the real science" cried Rejo.

Rejo immediately changed the attitude of his horses.

This time, he was actually just mimicking the Kanjeng Shech Subakir that he had once remembered.

"Get out!"

The sound that appeared was also quite deafening.

Actually, Rejo doesn't know what the effect of the punch is.

Suddenly, there was as if the wind was spinning around a tree. The leaves that had fallen, all lifted up. And slowly, back to his place. The leaf stuck again in place, and the color returned green.

In fact, Rejo himself was also surprised by the movement that just imitated the Syech Subakir. But, in fact, it can put the leaves back in place.

Rejo looked at both of his palms in astonishment.

All eyes are wide.

The Rishi did not wince. Silently bowed.

"This is real science. The fish in this pond, were also exposed to magic, just like the leaves earlier. The fish didn't actually die!" shout Rejo.

Rejo himself was astonished, he could talk like that.

Kanjeng Syech Jumadil Kubro who saw from afar, only the mangosteen and smile.

Instead, the warriors were aghast. They did not expect, there were foreign youths and they had never met in the eastern Majapahit tletah, Ujung Galuh to Blambangan who had knowledge as great as this.

While the villagers can only be amazed. They began to judge that the young man was a god.

"Gee Mbah Resi, does Jenengan still want to fight? Once again, I, the Swordsman of Mount Tidar is ready to serve the fight! I'm the successor to the science of Resi Swadaraya ready to serve the fight!" shout Rejo.

So called the name Resi Swadaraya, not just the surprised Rishi. Everyone present on the lips of the pool was no less aghast. Who is not familiar with the cruelty of Resi Swadaraya?

The effect is incredible. It is not only the Rishi who worships with trembling in fear. All residents who were on the edge of the pool, including warriors and hermits, also participated in organizing prayers. Only one person who does not worship, namely Kanjeng Shech Jumadil Kubro.

Syech Jumadil Kubro nodded his head, giving a thumbs up.

Rejo replied with a respectful manner.

Some residents had glanced at Rejo who was courting, while others looked down deeply. Some residents who looked at Rejo, immediately turned their eyes towards the direction Rejo was heading when he turned his respects.

Kanjeng Syech Jumadil Kubro, whose robe was waving in the wind.

These people also have uniform minds.

"The drop of the god honors the cloaked man. He is not a god."

After saluting Syech Jumadil Kubro, Rejo immediately shouted loudly.

"The Fresh Column changed this color, it's my business. It became my fight. It has nothing to do with the gods. So, there's no need for you all to burn incense and incense here. For that too, the sages, the warriors and the hermits, you need not be here. Please return to each other's homes. This is my business" cried Rejo.

Everyone dared not look at Rejo.

Everyone stays down unedified.

"Then, everyone disperse!"

One by one, the people on the edge of the pool were inching back and away.

A little later, Rejo was alone.

Syech Jumadil Kubro is also not visible.

Rejo then sat pensively on the lips of the pond.

His eyes were fixed on the corner of the pool, where the color of the water was darker than the entire pool.

As for Syech Jumadil Kubro returned to the place where he lived. This pendopo place is indeed a gift from the King in honor of Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Kanjeng Syech usually use this place to rest, if you are in Majapahit.

Kanjeng Shech steps towards his house, it was followed by people who had glanced at him when Rejo menjura salute to Kanjeng Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Just now Kanjeng Syech was laying down on a long cot in front of the pendopo, some people were respecting, and please be allowed to enter.

"What are you all doing?"

"Please, Kanjeng. We beg to be given salvation of life, because we believe Panjenengan is the incarnation of a god" said one of the people present.

"Well! I am the incarnation of the god? Where'd you get such a crazy opinion?"