THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 1b: Meeting Sheh Belabelu

As a young man in his teens, of course Raden Sumowirejo is innocent enough to hack in the wild. Although with his ability, he actually can be aligned with top swordsmen, but in life experience, he still stinks fast.

He decided to go west, and many arals had already blocked him. It is related to a sword strapped to his back. This sword was brought from the Duchy of Mataram, with a concierge signifying him a crown prince.

Of course this caught the attention of Begal.

At night, the herd tried to rob Raden Sumowirejo. Unfortunately, they were not a balanced opponent for this Swadaraya Rishi Disciple. All in a cruel way. His body was tingled out of nowhere, being hit by Raden Sumowirejo's sword. Otherwise, this stern body was destroyed after being hit by the Pendekar Gunung Tidar's blow.

Indeed, finally the young Raden Sumowirejo better known as Pendekar Gunung Tidar. It did not take long for Raden Sumowirejo to become famous. The height of his knowledge, his cruelty, and supported by his very young age, seemed to be the driving machine for the famous name of the Pendekar Gunung Tidar.

It makes people shudder.

And actually easy to guess. All know, Mount Tidar is inhabited by the famous Sakti Swadaraya Rishis, and there is no opponent in the land of Java Dwipa.

Now, it appears in the martial quarter, the name Pendekar Gunung Tidar.

From the height of his knowledge and his cruelty in fighting, people all suspect, that the Swadaraya Mountain Swordsman is a student of the Sages.

The begal was already lustingless, even frightened, when he met the young man, who slipped a piggybacking sword on his back. Because slipping the sword on the back is indeed a characteristic of Sumowirejo raden, so that the movement of his hands and feet can be free. However, the tufted concertos were blown by this wind, leaving everyone terrified.

In fact, accustomed to killing people with this vile, making Raden Sumowirejo's face very cold. The gaze of the eyes was extremely sharp, and the steady motion, made everyone shudder.

On the other hand, the villages that were passed, very much hope Raden Sumowirejo deign to live in his village. That way, no one dared to enter the village. It's just that, generally Sumowirejo Swordsman chose to stop and rest for a while, then continue the journey.

In every village he visited, he always asked about someone who was very high in knowledge. When asked, who is asked?

Raden Sumowirejo could not describe.

"Trus? Who do you mean?" ask Demang Banyuasin, around Wonosobo area.

"I don't know?"

"How can you find someone you don't know?"

"I was training at the top of Mount Tidar. Suddenly I fell and fainted. As soon as I woke up from fainting, I found my teacher dead. There must have been someone who killed my teacher. I want to meet that person, and I want to study with him."

"Lho, but you don't know who killed your teacher."

"That's it......"

"By the way, who's your teacher?"

"Swadaraya's Rishis."

Hearing this name called, Demang Banyuasin instantly trembled. Almost the jug he was holding fell down.

"So...so....so...."

"It's true, Father. I am a student of Resi Swsadaraya, and many people call me Pendekar Gunbung Tidar. But I won't hurt you."

"Anu, Raden Swordsman...."

"Don't call me Raden Pendekar. My name is Sumowirejo. Just call me Rejo."

"Anu. From the very beginning I was already suspicious by seeing the concert on your sword. Never mind, this is the so-called Pendekar Gunung Tidar. Moreover, you are still very young."

"What do people tell me about myself?"

"You are told as a sadistic warrior. If killing an opponent, surely the opponent's body is not left at all. Generally, your opponent is left only his head. While his body, not to where. You are told, killing the opponent with just a flick of a hand. That's what we heard in this village."

"Ah this father is just there. I used to fight with the Duchy of Mataram against Majapahit to escape. Since I was bored because I kept winning, I chose to stay. I also could not bear to see the suffering of the people just because of the war that actually wanted to satisfy the lust of the king. That's why I stopped."

"Anu... Nak Rejo's. Is it true that you are the crown prince, the concertos on your sword are of special color to the crown prince?"

"Really Sir. I was actually prepared to become a duke. But, I chose to leave, because I couldn't bear to see the suffering of the starving villagers."

"Are you really killing with cruelty?"

"really. But what I killed was the enemy. My fight. And all of them are robbers."

"Is it not possible to just hurt?"

"I can't put the brakes on my science explosion. My science only stopped after all my enemies were shattered."

Demang Banyuasin was simply dumbfounded.

"I don't kill people. As long as I am not disturbed, of course I will not bring out my pencak silat science."

"Oh so.... So, what's your plan?"

"I'm looking for the most powerful person who can kill my teacher."

"I don't know Nak Rejo. But, the villagers here know all, that in this land of Java, roaming people in robes, who come from a very distant country. They are here, introducing a new religion. I don't know what his name is. If not wrong, there are nine of them. And their students have also started a lot. People say, generally they are very powerful. It could be that one of them killed your teacher."

"Do you know where they live?"

"I don't know. But, in the southern coastal area, Gunung Kidul area, if not wrong, there are people who live there. I just listen to that. He said he was very sad. People used to call her Syech Belabelu."

"Where can I meet him?"

"You keep going south until you find the beach. Surely, he lives around there."

Because it is great determination to find who the teacher's killer, and the owner of the bent sword, making Raden Sumowirejo choose to look for a figure called Syech Belabelu.

The journey to Gunung Kidul does not meet aral means. It's just that, when Pendekar Gunung Tidar Rejo was about to head to a simple building made of welit, he seemed to be exposed to a very large energy base.

Mountaineer Tidar Rejo tries to survive. Slowly, tried to put his foot in, but still heavy.

Mountaineer Tidar Rejo chose to sit cross-legged.

Calm his mind and soul. With the legacy of science from the Sage Swadaraya, he could see the figure behind the simple building.

(Syech Bela Belu Tomb, in Damiaking Bantul.photo: situsbudaya.id)

The figure of the pond, dressed in a robe, was twisting the prayer beads. He seemed to be calm in his solitude. The warrior of Mount Tidar Rejo did not want to disturb. And choose to wait. He immediately closed himself off, and began to act like a hermit.

Slowly, as if the body of the Swordsman of Mount Tidar Rejo fused with nature. He woke up but fell asleep. He forgot and remembered nothing.

I do not know how long he was in such a ascetic position, until a strong pat perched on his shoulder. This clap was accompanied by a very powerful deep energy burst.

Inevitably, the Swordsman of Mount Tidar Rejo awoke from his hermitage.

"Son, come with me" said the pondun.

The warrior of Mount Tidar Rejo slowly rose. Relax the joints first, then walk after the Tambun.

"Sir, where am I told to go?"

The one being asked is silent.

Mountain Swordsman Tidar Rejo tries to infect the pondun.

But what happened was the opposite.

Although his body was very fat, it turned out that his movements were very agile. His feet perched on the rocks very lightly, down the hill. In fact, when crossing the rocky river, the pond is very light to choose the stones that are inhabited.

Mountaineer Tidar Rejo was made difficult to follow in his footsteps. Despite exerting all his abilities, still Rejot is not able to compensate for the movement of the pondun.

Long enough to walk, they finally arrived at a store. There were some people getting ready in a building.

"Son. This is where I usually meet people who want to learn the science of Islam. Many people were in the building, as they were getting ready for Friday prayers. You just wait here" said Tambun pointing to a stone.

"Why can't I come?"

"Because you are not Muslim. Non-Muslims are forbidden to enter the mosque. The building is a mosque, where we worship and surrender to Almighty God, Allah Almighty" Si Tambun said.

Like being exposed to magic, Rejo follows the orders of the mole. He sat on a rock, keeping his eyes on the mosque.

The number of people sitting lined up in the mosque was not too many. Rejo saw the fat man standing by holding a stick, then spoke. And Rejo saw at last everyone standing up, and followed the movement of the fat man, who was standing at the very front.

Some time Rejo waited, until finally the Tambun approached him.

"Let's go back."

Rejo come with me.

Like when leaving, Rejo was unable to compensate for the movement of the pondun.

"This man's abilities are extraordinary. With such a large body, he can move very quickly, whereas I have put all my strength and ability, still cannot catch up" Rejo murmured.

The Tambun glanced back, as if he could listen to Rejo's murmur.

"Ah, it could be that he can move quickly, because indeed he has been very familiar with the condition of the road here," muttered Rejo again, without realizing the meaning of the glance Si Tambun.

Suddenly, Si Tambun turned his way towards a very dense forest.

Rejo followed from behind.

Rejo increasingly exerting his inner strength, in order to get close to the position of Si Tambun.

Rejo doesn't want to get lost in the woods.

It looks like the pondun is very deft to avoid all branches and branches of trees that stick out everywhere, while Rejo is quite troubled. In fact, several times Rejo fell because his feet were related to tree roots or branches. He immediately got up and continued to chase after the Tambun.

Actually, Si Tambun just take Rejo around in circles.

Rejo only realized this after four times circling the same place, and fell after his feet were tied to the same root.

"Huh, since I was just invited to go around in circles?"

The darting Tambun disappeared in the thicket.

Rejo chose not to follow, because, after all, he will definitely meet again with the pondun, because it is just circling around.

Rejo's guess was wrong.

Waiting for a long time, Si Tambun did not appear. Presumably, once knowing Rejo stopped, Si Tambun immediately continued the journey to his boarding.

"Great. What a great fat daddy. He realized I was stopping, so he didn't turn anymore. I have to learn to him," muttered Rejo, starting to step slowly trying to get out of the forest.

Indeed, Rejo finally found another way to the boarding of Si Tambun.

Presumably, Rejo's presence was indeed awaited. The proof, Si Tambun can be seen sitting cross-legged, in front of his guesthouse.

Rejo.

Rejo saluted.

"Come, please sit down, son."

Rejo sits in front of the Tambun. But he dared not say anything.

"I know who you are."

Rejo.

"Aren't you the savage Swordsman of Mount Tidar?"

Rejo chose to stay down.

"Why do you put a sword on your back, with such a gallant concer, if your ability is only that much?"

This speech was like a loud slap for Rejo.

But he did not dare to move a bit. He stays down.

"With such ability, you call yourself the greatest warrior in the land of Java?"

Rejo added ciut.

"How is it possible? Just chasing me, you can't. Especially against me?"

Rejo was not picking.

The Tambun was silent.

Rejo ventured to speak.

"Anu Mbah's... Will Mbah raise me to be a disciple?"

"Ha ha ha.

The birds were astonished, immediately flying.

Rejo.

There is an enormous inner energy dam.

His heart is beating so fast.

"Kick you up to be a student?"

Rejo ventured in a slow nod.

"Try, excuse me, why should I raise you to be a disciple?"

"Because Mbah has great knowledge. I want to master that science."

"Well, if you have mastered it, then what?"

Rejo was silent and bowed.

"Are you going to kill all the people in the land of Java? Like you did the last few months?"

Rejo did not dare to answer.

Stay down.

"Son, know. Above the sky is the sky. Saving knowledge is necessary, but it is very wise if we carry out and practice the knowledge we have. Not for gallantry, but for the good of the people."

Rejo remained silent.

"Your age is too young, so your science is ruling you. You are not the one who mastered science. If that is the case, if you master the science of Satan, then inevitably, you also become a demon."

Rejo fell silent and continued to bow.

"Bring up your faith first, then learn a high level of science."

Rejo nodded.

Rejo.

"Son, if you want to learn from me, and I have to make you a disciple, it is not according to your intentions."

Rejo was shocked, because the Tambun could know his heart.

"Aren't you looking for who your teacher's killer is? And want to study with him?"

Rejo nodded.

Just this time, there was a sense of fear in Rejo's heart.

"I reiterate. It wasn't me who killed your teacher, so it wasn't me you were aiming for, and it wasn't me you actually wanted to hunt down to be a teacher."

"Whose league?" Rejo asked courageously. Stay in the down position.

"What you are looking for is Kakang Subakir. People call him with Syech Subakir, one of the songo guardians in the Land of Java, who spread Islam.

"Where can I meet him?"

"Ha ha ha. for just a moment, your intentions have changed!"

Rejo. And he did not understand the meaning of that word.

"Didn't you just want to be my disciple. After I told you, suddenly you want to meet Kakang Subakir. Young man..your age is really immature."

Rejo. He chose silence.

"Actually, do you want to study with me, or do you want to study with Syech Subakir?"

Rejo.

"If you seek out Shech Subakir, the owner of the crooked sword, you will find it difficult because Kakang never settled in one area. He moved around to preach."

"If you want to be my disciple, it is also less fitting. Because it is the initial intention in your heart to study to Syech Subakir. Tell you what, you stay here, to think about it. Learn the symptoms around you, because there is a very valuable lesson. I lived first, to teach in the mosque."

"Anu Mbah, may I ask you a question?"

"Yes, please."

"Who's that?"

"Syech Belabelu."

The Tambun immediately sped up.

Rejo was alone in the village. Sitting termangu.

"It turns out, the martial world is not as simple as I thought. There are still many great warriors in this land of Java. Previously, I was so amazed at the figure who killed the teacher, called Syech Subakir, but now I met a strange figure, who has knowledge also strange. He's very powerful. Duh Nyang Widi, what should I behave like?"

Finally, Rejo chose to sit back and relax under the waru tree. He doesn't even know what to do. The goal is only one, waiting for the arrival of Syech Belabelu.

However, what was waiting until night did not appear.

Tomorrow, it still doesn't show up.

In fact, up to five days, the awaited did not appear.

On the sixth day, Rejo almost left the place, to catch up with Shech Belabelu at the place where he taught. But, this intention was undone, once ringing in his ears, he was asked to think about what was around him.

"Isn't the message, I'm told to think about what's here? All right, then I'll try."

Rejo was sure, before he could find the answer, that Syech Belabelu would not come.

"He is very powerful. Of course he would not have come back here, if indeed I had not found what he expected. Now, what exactly am I supposed to think about here?"

Initially, Rejo tried to look at the rocks in the hills, but he had no idea what to observe and think about.

His gaze was directed at the figure of a deer who happened to be looking for a drink near his seat. A small river gurgling. The deer kept calm drinking water.

"Trus, if I've been watching the deer, then what?"

Rejo doesn't understand what to do. He just saw every reindeer move. After being satisfied to drink water, the deer casually stepped into the forest.

However, the deer immediately turned to the left. His two ears lifted. There is a threat of danger.

Apparently, the figure of a coyote soon emerged from the grove. The deer immediately rushed into the forest. The coyote chases after him, and disappears from Rejo's sight.

Unknown next. Whether the deer was successfully attacked by the coyote, or the coyote failed.

"What is that event that I should think about? What kind of life lessons can I learn. Isn't it natural that dogs chase deer to survive? Also how do deer avoid in order to also survive? Then what should I pick? Does being human have to be like a dog? Or should it be like a deer?"

"Isn't the dog always pouncing? Do humans have to be like that too? I guess not so. Or should it be like a deer? Who has always been a hunted animal? I guess it's not like that either. Then what?"

However, before Rejo found the answer, this time it flashed nearby, a cobra the size of a thigh.

Rejo was quite surprised, because the distance was too close. Rejo tried not to move at all. It was not that he was afraid of the cobra, but he wanted to know what it was for.

The snake stopped its movement.

She's quiet.

Presumably, not far from the position of the cobra, there was a large mouse approaching the water. Maybe the rats want to drink.

Rejo tense. He knew the cobra was after a rat about the size of an adult's foot.

"Can the rat escape from the cobra?" thought Rejo curious.

Rejo almost held his breath, not wanting to make a sound at all.

He wants to see the continuation of the cobra.

The cobra remained silent. The mouse is getting closer to the head of the cobra. Just waiting for a moment, the rat must have entered the mouth of the cobra.

Rejo thought, it is impossible for the rat to escape from the cobra, because the distance is too close.

In one moment, the cobra suddenly opened its mouth wide and pounced on the mouse. This very fast moment, was very difficult to follow by Rejo's vision.

What happened was, the mouse managed to jump as high as possible, get into shallow water, and immediately run away.

The giant cobra immediately chased, but its movements were no longer agile. There were drops of blood around his head, It turns out, when jumping earlier, the legs of the mouse were successfully stuck in one eye cobra. Due to the pain, the cobra immediately shut its mouth. This moment was used as a mouse to escape.

Rejo just gawked at watching this hunt.

He immediately let go of the breath that had been held for a while.

"Uuuufffffh."

Hearing a sound, the cobra stopped its termites.

Rejo fell silent, and his hand immediately held the handle of the sword. He was quick, although he remained calm.

The cobra decided to chase the mouse.

"Is this a lesson for me? Being a swordsman should be as strong and as brave as a dog or a cobra?" muttered Rejo himself.

"Hmmm, it seems like this is a lesson I should think about. In order to be strong, of course I have to train and train. Alright. I'll do it."

Rejo had believed, got what Syech Belabelu asked for. From then on, he trained and trained at the Shech Belabelu boarding house. Because with high confidence, making his knowledge grow rapidly, his inner energy multiplied.

Rejo can not only make a rumbling wind or thunder explosion. In fact, far more than that, the glint of light that emerged from his punch could scorch anything nearby.

Residents around who once dared to pass through the area, this time fear extraordinary. They think, Syech Belabelu is studying his knowledge.

"But it's weird. Generally Syech Belabelu never made a noise like this. Usually with silence and quiet. But this is weird... We better not come any closer. Look, there's smoke rising again, there's certainly burning around there" one villager said, reminding his friend.

Rejo really hopes to become a student of Shech Belabelu, for that, he trains earnestly to make Shech Belabelu interested in him.

"I must be strong like a dog, and I must be strong like a cobra."

Not noticeably, Rejo had been training alone in that place for three months. In fact, it can be said, the energy in Rejo has been ditik that can not be increased anymore.

Really at the top. To move a stone the size of a cow though, Rejo simply pointed his index finger at the stone, without having to touch, and flicked, the stone was immediately thrown away, like an arrow detached from a bow.

To smash a stone as big as a cow, also just point its index finger towards that stone alone.

In a matter of seconds.

Blars!

The stone was broken into pieces.

Rejo increasingly has confidence in his abilities. And can't wait for the arrival of Shech Belabelu, and he'll show you his abilities. Thus, it can be immediately raised to become a disciple.

On Friday night the legi, who had been waiting for this long, came as well.

"How's Rejo? Have you learned a life lesson here?" ask Syech Belabelu.

"Kanjeng Syech."

"What's that?"

"I trained really hard, as long as the Panjenengan wasn't here."

"What are you training?"

"My martial arts."

"Hmmm. Didn't she? What is your basis that you choose to train your pencak silat?"

"After Panjenengan left, I saw two events that were almost the same. First, I saw a coyote almost pouncing on a deer that drank in the water at times. The deer then sped into the forest. Second, I saw a giant cobra almost pecking at a rat who was also about to drink at times."

"The lesson?"

"I have to be strong like a dog and sturdy and deadly like a cobra."

"That's all?"

Rejo.

Baffled.

She's quiet.

"Rejo's. You learned a lesson, wanting to be strong and sturdy like dogs and cobras. But, you do not know, did the dog pounce on the deer, and did the cobra peck at the mouse? If not wrong, even the foot of the mouse that managed to injure one eye cobra. Didn't we?"

Rejo shocked by the braid.

Because, when it happened, he was alone in this place. How could Syech Belabelu know the event of the cobra's eye injury, because of the 'kick' of the mouse?

"Why don't you want to be like a deer or a mouse?"

Rejo. He's bowed.

"That means you haven't found what I asked for. Find a life lesson here."

Rejo did not dare to answer.

"As a deer, he knew that he fell prey to another wild animal. Therefore, he was more careful in acting. Even if he slipped he had found a way to survive, even though he actually had horns to defend himself. However, the speed of the deer in running became a way for him to survive. Same with the rat, he doesn't have any weapons. Rats rely solely on speed in running to avoid danger. In fact, rats still managed to injure the eyes of cobras that are larger in size, have can be deadly," said Syech Belabelu.

Rejo was shocked, and he looked down.

"Why don't you want to be a deer or a mouse?"

Rejo did not dare to answer.

"You think, if you master the highest science, you will not be defeated?"

Rejo stays down.

"You're wrong. For above the sky there is still heaven. And at its peak, only mortality exists. For all that is known is Allah."

Rejo was getting confused. He did not expect that the lessons taken so far were wrong. Because, throughout his life in the palace, training to the Sages of Swadaraya, always taught to be the best, to be the strongest, to be the most powerful. But this time he was faced with the opposite choice.

"There is no need to be a saint, what is needed to live in the world is to be a resigned figure and accept whatever the gift of Allah swt. Sincerity is much higher than any science" said Shech Belabelu, as if answering a question in Rejo's heart.

"You don't believe it?"

"I do not intend to show off, but I will ask Allah to tell you what is true science. Wait here" said Shech Belabelu, passed.

Syech Belabelu headed for kali, but it had dried up and molested. Because every day exposed to fire from the explosion of energy in Rejo.

"astaghfirulag. Is this what you've been practicing all this time?" shech Belabelu shouted, shaking his head.

Syech Belabelu immediately darted away. He sought water for the ablution, then the prayer of hajat.

It was intentional for Syech Belabelu to pray two rakaats near Rejo, so that Rejo knew the true science.

After the prayer, Syech Belabelu long sat down and prayed.

Not to mention, Syech Belabelu moved, suddenly raining. It's getting worse for a long time.

The rain lasted a long time, and eroded all the ash. The water began to flow again.

Not only that, suddenly Syech Belabelu's hand was raised in one direction, then slowly moved. From a distance the large stones that Rejo had previously thrown, were returned to their original place. It's just that the broken one can't come back whole.

Rejo.

In the rain, Syech Belabelu got up from his seat, and approached Rejo.

"Son, this is a science. Science should benefit others and the universe. If what you practice can only corrupt and frighten all, it is not the science of its name, it is only the lust of the devil. You can imagine how many animals need water to drink, and how many animals need shelter, or food. If you scorch them, they will have trouble getting drinking water and food. May you understand the true science."

Rejo.

Suddenly his body shivered in fear. He could not believe how wrong he had been all this time.

"Now, you find true science here. I want to go first" said Shech Belabelu, stroking Rejo's hair.

Rejo alone. He sat pensively in the rain.

"Truly remarkable Mr. Syech Belabelu this. I did not expect, that outside Mount Tidar many great warriors. I really did not expect, I think Resi Swadaraya is the greatest person, apparently, there is more that much more. Duh Syang Hyang Widi, what should I do?"

Rejo sat pensively under the waru tree, which was no longer leafy. In fact, it could be said that this waru tree was dead. Dry on its branches, charred everywhere.

The rain keeps pouring.

"If people divert rain, it's common, but, if anyone brings rain, it's absolutely incredible. The river that was dry because of my actions now flows again. Syech Belabelu said earlier, true science, must benefit others and the environment. But, my science all along, it's been making noise, fire, fear. I should how?"

This state of confusion and daze, lasted for tens of days. Unfortunately, Rejo's position was not ascetic, but he was completely confused. He doesn't know what to do. During that time, the rain alternated with cloudiness. But the sun rarely shines. The atmosphere is really shady.