THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 4e: Life Lessons from Kiai Lembu Areng

"Son, when the challenge is there, I always say, that I am an ordinary person who cannot learn anything. However, most of the warriors were in disbelief. They still urge me to fight. Even with emotions and lust kill.

Naturally, I defended myself. During the fight, I continued to fend off, fend off, and never hit back. Generally, the fight stops by itself, because my opponent is exhausted.”

Rejo.

“Why can I win? Because I'm used to Mount Merapi. The smell of sulfur that appears, can already be accepted by this chest. As for those powerful people, of course, it is difficult to gather their inner strength, because the air they breathe is impure. Finally, make them tired quickly, and stop the fight by itself.”

Rejo.

“However, the news in the martial world is getting unguided. I was rumored to be the most powerful figure, as a guard and ruler of Mount Merapi. In fact, even though I have lived in this Galunggung Mountain, my voice as the ruler of Mount Merapi remains. Perhaps, until now I am still known as the ruler of Mount Merapi.”

“Son, since you are honest with me, I am honest with you. I said earlier, I can't pencak silat. Not just an attempt to hide, but it is. I really do not have pencak silat science, let alone the science of magic.”

“Please forgive Kanjeng Kiai. When I was up there, I felt a very strong wind of deep energy. Isn't that from Kanjeng Kiai?”

“Ha ha ha. Which inner energy? There is no energy in. There is only, you are new to come, and you are not used to the air filled with this pungent smell. Well, at that moment you felt as if there was an inner energy from me. I can know where you are and answer your questions, even though I am in a position in this cave, for many years I learned and finally trained to learn the sounds that appear on the surface between the rumbling and the blazing fire in the crater. It can all be learned, not because I am sakti.”

“Please excuse Kanjeng Kiai. I did not know the name Kiai. Introduce my name Rejo.”

“Ha ha ha. Our name is the same, I am the son of Sheikh Abdul Rahman, and was named Rejo as well. This name is the name after I set foot on the land of Karawang, whose port is very crowded. And that was the first word Abi heard. To that end, my name was changed to Rejo, although Abi did not know what it meant. My name when the baby is Abdur Rakhim.”

“However, now, the ruler of Mount Merapi is known as Mbah Jo. Also included in Mount Galunggung, also known as Mbah Jo. As for the name Kiai Lembu Areng it is the names that are called by people, whether that slanders me, or who have fought against me, giving a strange name, Kiai Lembu Areng. I just nodded. Whatever. For me, names are not important. And I don't know where that name came from, and I don't know why it was directed at me.”

“Can Kanjeng Kiai enter Merapi Crater?”

“Ha ha ha, of course not. To approach the crater hole alone, this leg has blistered. And that's many times. It has even been decades during my asceticism on Mount Merapi. These hands and feet are numb.”

“And, I decided to move to Mount Galunggung this, after I regularly rest, and get inspiration from Allah swt, where I always seen Mount Galunggung. I decided to move. And it is true, once I am at the top of Mount Galunggung, I see the crater of this mountain is not as powerful as Mount Merapi. I approached and even started holding hot rocks in the mouth of the crater. I don't feel any heat at all. And there's a hole in the crater, it turns out to be a cave. It's pretty cold inside. There is water running and there is fresh air. Since then, I have stayed here.”

“However, the sound on the outside is getting out of control. I said cruel and scary. In fact, it exceeds the cruelty of the Swadaraya rishis. Until the guardians in the land of Java you come here, and try to find an explanation to me. In fact, some guardians even invited me to fight.”

“Why did I get a message from Kanjeng Syech Belabelu, to kill Kanjeng Kiai, if proven guilty?”

“Because he is testing you. Many have mastered the science of magic and magic, but very few can maintain honesty. As it turns out, you passed the strange test of your teacher's style. On average, the guardians who came here, already scared themselves because they heard the story outside, coupled with the fear that peaked once they saw the fire in the crater of the mountain. For fear of death, they finally said they wanted to be in touch. In fact, their purpose was to come here, because they were told to kill me. Only you dare to be honest.”

“Nak, really. No matter how great the swordsman, and no matter how great a man's knowledge, he is no more than a lump of weathered wood that will self-destruct, or be destroyed by fire, if it does not have honesty. Honesty is the lifeblood. Honesty is the strong root of a tree of faith, and the tree of life.”

“The character of honesty will plunge deep into the ground, so that the tree of life becomes solid. Even if a flood or storm hits, the tree will stand firm. Do you know what is more important than the root of honesty?”

Rejo.

“Land or earth.”

Although honesty is held tightly, like a long and strong tree root, but, if it does not have a place to stand, that is, the soil, then the tree root is useless. Do you know what the land means?”

Rejo shook his head again.

“Land is qanaah, sincere, and humble. That is the root of honesty. You can imagine, honesty without relying on sincerity, or without relying on qanaah or nerima ing pandum, or not based on humility?”

Rejo shook his head again.

“Western little boy, who doesn't know what he's talking to and doing honestly. He only imitates what is heard or conveys what is seen. So, the little boy's honesty, it's pure, but it doesn't mean anything. Unlike the honesty of adults, he really understands, what risks will be accepted if he says honestly it.”

“Nak, the earth is a foothold. And the earth is sincerity. If the earth or the land we do not sincerely step on, of course he will throw us into the air. What is human? The earth is humble. He was never angry, even though he was always trampled by thousands of people. He remained faithful to accompany the seeds to grow, providing whatever interest the seeds had to grow into a tree, and providing food for the tree to bear fruit.”

“Earth is qanaah, nerima ing pandum. When God offered the earth to be caliph on earth, the earth knew where it was, it received whatever the fate of God was. The earth refused. In fact, until now the earth still refuses to become a caliph.”

“Nak. You can imagine, how sincere, humble and qanaah earth is, if anger is really scary. When the mountain spewed out its contents, when the bubbling of the crater flooded, when the earth split itself. Everything above him was uprooted, drowned, and perished. Son, truly from this earth, we have a very deep lesson, you must be careful of those who are sincere, sincere, humble and seem weak.”

Rejo. He did not expect, got such a deep lesson from Kiai Lembu Areng.

“What is the connection between the science of the earth, and the residence of Kanjeng Kiai in the bowels of this earth?” asked Rejo with a fixed attitude of ducking the unseen.

“Didn't I have a story at the beginning, this is because my spirit wants to learn canoragan science, so it must go into the crater of the mountain. But what I have is other knowledge. I admit, I have plenty of time to reflect, for what I live in this world, when I am in this cave.”

“Rejo, do you know, what is greater than earth?”

Rejo.

“Air.”

“Earth can be water scraped. No matter how strong the earth is, it can be wiped out by water. It's just that, when one land disappears, a new land will appear in another place. So, the water's prowess was only a moment. Do you know what water means?”

Again, Rejo shook his head.

“Air is lust.”

“Really the water flows to a lower place. The sea is the lowest place. The water can be any shape, according to the container used.”

Rejo.

“Air is lust. When exposed to heat, then the water boils, when in the cool air, the water is refreshing. And when it gets very cold, the water freezes. Likewise with human lust. When the brain and heart are filled with anger, then what appears is the lust of angkara. When the brain and heart are overwhelmed with calmness and coolness, then the appetite that appears is also refreshing. Anyone wants to get closer, because it gets inner calm. When the mood of the brain and heart is very cold. Lust was frozen, unable to go anywhere and having no desire. Like a human who lost the passion of life, people who live reluctantly but do not want to die.”

“Nak. Do you know what can beat water?”

Rejo.

“Air or wind!”

“Air bubbling or quiet, what air says. If the air is calm, then the water is calm. Human lust is calm. But when the air becomes a storm, the sea bubbles, destroying whatever is in front of it. Human passions became extremely ferocious and deadly. Do you know what air or wind is?”

Rejo.

“That's hablum minan naas. Human-to-human relations.”

“So great is the influence of this relationship between humans, it can really affect human lust. A tempestuous wind, such as human relations that are full of hostility, envy, envy, sedition, and slander. Terrifyingly, this wind would affect the wind of lust to become bubbling. Bad prayers, swearing, swearing that will flow from his mouth.”

“Son, do you know, what can beat the wind?”

Again Rejo who was overwhelmed with this amazement, just shook his head.

Rejo.

“True. Tree, although he was defeated by the ground, but he could defeat the wind.”

“Honesty, is the key of hablum minan nas. The key to the wind, to blow lightly. No matter how much the wind blows, and when it hits a tree whose roots hit the earth, then the wind will be broken through the cracks of the leaves, so no longer strong blow. Trees can degrade wind speed.”

“Indeed right, Son. Only honesty can build a good ill-fated hablum minan. Honest compliments are truly one of the most beautiful jewels. But a deceptive compliment is really a crocodile's mouth. Likewise with honest reproach, although it produces hate, but it can be a material of self-improvement and good fortune, but a deceptive reproach, will really put others into two crocodile mouths.”

Rejo stared as his eyes flickered.

“Please forgive Kanjeng Kiai, so, even trees can be defeated by land, but can beat the wind?”

“True, Son. This is the world, there is no eternal champion. There is no highest champion. Above the sky there is still the sky. You are a warrior of choice. No opponent in this land of Java can easily defeat you. But remember, that you will find a contender. An opponent who will defeat you easily, even an opponent who can defeat you without a fight. Because it is above the sky there is sky.”

“Only Allah is the Most High, the Most Great, the Most Powerful, the Most Knowledgeable. We as humans are just weak.”

Rejo.

Rejo doesn't yet feel that he's the greatest man. Rejo felt he was just an ordinary person.

"I predict, you will be a champion in this land of Java. All acknowledge your greatness, the greatness of your teachers. Indeed, only a few people who can match your greatness. But remember. Still, above the sky is the sky. There is all a golden age. Your name shakes your enemies quite a bit, but you will one day also tremble when you hear someone's name. It'll be time for that."

Rejo.

"Do you know what we need to prepare for when there comes a dim time in our lives?"

Rejo stays down.

"Preparation is to eliminate the sense of pride in yourself, eliminate the sense of ujub or riya (exhibit). In line with that, foster a sense of humility and stirring. That is the provision that we need to prepare when entering the golden age, and will welcome the dim time."

"The dim period must come, because it is inedible with age, consumed by the development of science, and because it does not want to learn and continue to learn to others."

"Son. My view is forward, finding you will get a contender not from an old figure like me, but from someone your age. But he got the divine science, the science of sincerity, the science of the mighty munkar nahi. You will bow your knees to him, but he will not accept it. He wants all men to stand tall, live parallel, and live as one. Although I believe, he's a descendant of the king, but he will associate a lot with commoners."

Rejo pounding. He's fortune-teller.

"I just hope, he becomes the successor of the guardian struggle in this land of Java."

Rejo planted really tips from Kanjeng Kiai Lembu Areng this.

“Son, I know, you actually want to learn canoragan science to me. I can't do canon science at all. So what should I teach you?”

“Already, you can enter the crater of this mountain with your knowledge. That is, you are the only one who can visit the cave where she lives. This means, you are very good. Really, I have nothing to teach you.”

Rejo.

“Now, please rest here, or please leave. Up yours. At least, if you do not stay, you already know, that I am not in a state of ferocity voiced by the people, or of the perceived shortness. Please straighten it out, if you want, if it's not okay.”

“I also know that you will challenge the children of Prabu Siliwangi. I think your training for the fight is enough. It's just, it takes ingenuity and maturity to think in order to beat them. Combined with high patience. God willing you can win the fight.”

“Anu Kanjeng Kiai's. Sorry, if Kanjeng Kiai is not really good, how does Kanjeng Kiai know all my business? Haven't we met before?”

Kanjeng Kiai Lembu Areng smiled, until his many dated teeth were seen.

“Young people. Who does not know the name of the Swordsman of Mount Tidar? Who does not know Resi Hitu Dawiya, Resi Swadaraya, Syech Belabelu, Sheh Jumadil Kubro. And of course, your stories of greatness go hand in hand with the famous names of your teachers. Realize, you are a warrior of pilitanding,” said Kiai Lembu Areng.

“Please excuse Kanjeng Kiai. Kanjeng Kiai never came out of the cave, because people were afraid to meet Kanjeng Kiai. How can Kanjeng Kiai know all the stories about me?”

“Ha ha ha, young man... Your canoragan science is clearly maxed out, but your experience in the jungle is still minimal. Is it just because people are afraid of me, and then I don't get out of this cave? How can I eat? What about my worship, what about the ill-fated hablum minan that I have to do? Of course the people on this mountain are afraid if they meet Kiai Lembu Areng. But, were they also afraid of meeting Rejo? An old man, with a jet-black charred body? Who is walking limping? Sure didn't. By showing my real name, I used to hang out with the villagers, stop by the eateries, and sometimes help the farmers, in exchange for just rice. From there, I can find out the development for the development of the martial world, including the world of da'wah by the Javanese guardian. You may not believe it, I also know about your fight against the Majapahit King Wikramawardhana and conquer the lake dedemit Segaran. All I know. And I am sure you must have come here, one day, because you still have something to do with Shech Belabelu or Syech Jumadil Kubro, even Syech Subakir. So, I'm just waiting for time. The proof, now, you are the only person who can enter the cave where I live.”

Rejo.

“So...”.

“True. In fact, when the events in Telaga or Fresh Pool, I had seen you act on the lips of the pool. At that time, I was visiting Syech Jumadil Kubro. So, the meeting this time, is our second meeting.”

“Hah...”.

“Tak need to be surprised. To walk on the coals of the fire alone, my legs are strong, let alone just walk on the gravel? So, I can walk faster than you, son... I can also overshadow you, when I met Syech Belabelu, and your friendship with the three tigers.”

“Hah..”.

“Tak need to be surprised.”

“Why do I do? Because through Istikharah, I get a dream, in the land of Java this illuminated nine full moons. And every month, there are small moons that are always near the full moon. That little month came to me.”

"That I mean, yes this coming of you. Who else could enter the crater of the mountain, if not you. You are a small moon going around a full moon. You will live the full moon for the rest of your life. I interpret, the full moon is the guardians of Java. Do you know which generation you are following? Of course, do not follow the generation of Syech Subakir, Syech Belabelu or Syech Jumadil Kubro, which is now all. Maybe you're becoming someone close to the next generation's guardian."

"Already Son. If you go to the land of Pasundan, and meet the descendants of king Siliwangi, please, say hello to Kiai Lembu Areng to him, whoever the person is," said Kiai Lembu Areng while patting Rejo's shoulder.

Rejo did not stay long in the cave in the crater hole. He remembered three of his friends, the tiger. Rejo was parting, while kissing the hand of Kiai Lembu Areng.

It didn't take long for Rejo to get out of that crater hole. And soon found three loyal tigers waiting for him.

"Unfortunately, I learned a very deep lesson. Much more important than canoragan science" Rejo told the three tigers.

It was as if these three tigers understood what Rejo had said.

They walked in tandem starting down Mount Galunggung towards the west. Rejo still stayed away from the settlement, because he did not want in him ripples and ujub, because he could be friends with tigers.

Especially when entering the territory of the kingdom of Pajajaran or Pasundan, where tigers are considered as sacred animals. The tiger is considered as the incarnation of Prabu Siliwangi.

In addition to avoiding passing through the village, Rejo also chose to rest during the day, and then at night he continued the journey. As such, Rejo almost travels without any obstacles.

It's just that, Rejo who is used to Majapahit clothes and udeng, very obvious, because people who are found in the market or anywhere, generally wearing udeng ala Pasundan or Pajajaran. Finally Rejo took off his udeng, once it reached the capital of the kingdom of Sunda Galuh or Pajajaran or Pasundan.

Rejo wants to blend in with the citizens of the capital. It's just that, very clear the difference, generally, the population is white, because it lives in the mountainous plains, while Rejo is dark-skinned. And again that makes it difficult for Rejo, he does not master Sundanese. Although in Hinduism, there are still those who speak Old Javanese or Kawi.