THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 1c: Lesson of the Waru Gosong Tree

The river has recovered to drain the clear water, the grasses also began to grow. Some animals began to dare approach the small river to drink. It's just, it still seems some places look charred, although constantly eroded rainwater. This is a sign that part burned really badly.

In a weary condition without eating, Rejo was still sitting dazed near the waru tree.

Accidentally, his eyes were staring at one part of the charred Waru tree trunk. There was a prospective rod snapping among the passage of the gosong. It had already appeared one very small leaf in light green.

Either because of what, or maybe because of the light green color between the colors of the black charred, made Rejo look at him brazenly. Very long, until his eyes felt pushy.

Rejo has not found the answer.

Even a few days later, the look in his eyes could not be separated from the new shoots on the waru tree. The shoots that were originally very small, day after day have shown their development. There has been a young leaf that has been shaped. Candidates have also begun to appear.

The day grows bigger. Rejo hasn't moved yet. At least, for weeks his stomach has not been filled with food. For weeks, his body was hit by rain, cold at night, and sometimes the heat of the sun.

Rejo's level of consciousness has dropped dramatically. His sight began to blur.

At that moment, it seemed like he had some inspiration.

His body was in a huge electric shock.

His body rose, because he was overjoyed.

"Duh Sang Hyang Widi, I have found. I have found," cried Rejo, prancing around.

Because his physical condition is very weak, his legs are not able to hold his body weight.

Rejo's body fell down rolling around.

Rejo tried to crawl towards the small river.

"I need to be healthy. Because if I am not healthy, then I cannot be like a waru tree" he muttered alone.

Drinking enough river water.

Then, he began to crawl in various directions slowly, in search of edible plants.

"I need to be healthy. I have to be healthy."

Since then, Rejo has not just sat there. But he is trying to recover his condition. He wants to be healthy as soon as possible, as if chasing the growth of waru trees.

After a week of trying to restore health, now Rejo's face began to shine and fresh. He was able to catch small fish at times to eat. He can also hunt rabbits or gunnung goats for food supplies.

Although he did not train at all his knowledge, Rejo was sure, he had already got an answer as to why he was in this place. As if, Rejo can't wait to meet with Shech Belabelu to tell you what he got. And, he was very sure, what he learned this time, was true.

Days awaited, Syech Belabelu has not yet come. Rejo spent time observing the waru tree. Stems that used to be charred, have now grown new branches, and began to thicken. Rejo can already take shelter under him.

Other trees, too, have grown. The grass is thick, because it rains almost every day. The impression of gosongs and molt has disappeared, which is now a green expanse as far as the eye can see.

When some days no longer raining, Syech Belabelu suddenly appeared from a distance.

This time, he had already smiled widely, and laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha, you have found the answer. It is great that you are young. Not necessarily a Sufi master of my level could find the answer so quickly. But, we work more and act more, while your age, think more."

Rejo was overjoyed, and immediately sat down, courting. Syech Belabelu is still far away.

"Rejo, when you look at your freshness, you seem to have got the answer. Tell me something."

"Look at Kanjeng Syech. I learned life lessons here. It's from the waru tree."

"What's with the waru tree?"

"At that time, the waru tree was charred and dried up all, because it was hit by fire and my blow. At that moment, it was as if the waru tree was dead," Rejo said as he looked at the fragrant tree growing lush.

"Then?"

"Although his body was charred, there was no problem, as long as the roots of the tree remained alive. So, slowly by slowly, waru trees try to grow. Finally, the shoots are able to penetrate in the vicinity of the gosong, to grow its leaves. With those leaves, waru trees can grow more fertile. As it is today."

"What lessons did you get?"

"To be a good person, the most important thing is to go from the heart. If the heart can accept change, then the heart of the person is not dead, not hardened, not petrified. Just like the waru tree, the root. As long as the roots are alive and fresh, then, there will be hope to grow."

"You're right. Then what else?"

"On the trunk of a charred waru tree, it is like we as humans who appear on the surface. The trunk of the waru tree is like our actions. Here is my deed. Whatever the stem of the waru tree, there is still hope to grow, as long as the roots are still fresh. No matter how bad we do, if our hearts soften, then there is hope for us to be a good person. In fact we can be much better, like the waru tree that is now, much more fertile than before the chariot."

"Alhamdulillah, you are right. What are the lessons then?"

"From the leaves of the Waru tree."

"What's with the waru leaves?"

"When the trunk of the gosong tree, what can penetrate is the shoots of very small young leaves. This leaf candidate seemed frail and seemed unable to survive. But in fact, because of its soft and small nature, the prospective leaf can penetrate from inside the hard stem, slowly by slowly being able to penetrate the empty part. When it was outside, then he cracked, and formed waru leaves whose size was getting bigger and bigger."

"Alhamdulillah. You're correct. What mean?"

"To be a good person, it takes small changes first. I, who was known as a cold-blooded killer, could not immediately turn into a sage figure. No matter what we do, as long as there is a seed of good that continues to grow, it is very likely to be good, as long as the seed is kept growing."

Syech Belabelu.

"Good deeds must be nurtured little by little. It will bear fruit by itself."

Syech Belabelu continued to mutter with a smile.

"I want to be good. So, I have to cultivate good qualities in myself. Including the nature of wanting to stay healthy, then I have to eat. If it's healthy, then I can think clearly, be able to do good to others who need energy."

"Alhamdulillah. You're correct. That means you can already accept the great change in yourself. What was originally like the stem of a charred tree, now began to grow seeds of goodness, like waru leaves that spread between the stems of a scorch."

Rejo.

"Over the course of your life that is still this corn, you have been planned to be a cruel, vicious angel of life. Your heart is made hard, hot, like a rock. Your purpose in life is to be used as a destroyer and destroyer" said Syech Belabelu.

Rejo remained down.

"Now it's up to you. What is clear is that my science and that of Syech Subakir, as well as the other syech-shechs, are very much at odds with your knowledge. Our religion is different too. If our religion, Islam, teaches rahmatan lil alamiin, which is to be a mercy and useful to the universe, not to destroy nature."

Rejo ventured to speak.

"I want to learn from Panjenengan, Kanjeng Syech."

"Hm. Like, in your body it is boiling, while our science needs to be cool like morning dew. How did you meet?"

Rejo.

"Of course, it's not easy to learn from me. Of course, the boiling must be cooled first, then made cool."

"Can't it be combined?" tanya Rejo braced herself.

Shech Belabelu was silent.

"For when I was under the tutelage of Resi Hitu Dawiya, a religious advisor in the Duchy of Mataram, I was taught the subtle-science, whereas by Resi Sadaraya I was taught the hard and rough science. In fact I can. Couldn't it be that I also combined the knowledge that I have with the knowledge from Panjenengan?"

"Son Rejo. Know that no matter how great your knowledge is, it is only for worldly purposes. Actually, your age is not ripe for me to talk more deeply about life. Look son, if the knowledge you learn is only useful for your life in this world, but, we try to gain knowledge for our lives in the hereafter. It is based on the Islamic religion."

"I'm sorry Kanjeng Syech, I really want to study science like Panjenengan's."

"Of course, there are conditions, you must first become Islam. You must renounce Hinduism."

For Rejo, he does not yet know as important as what the name of the religion is. For him, the important thing is to master high-level canoragan science. He wanted to become a warrior in Java.

Therefore, he simply said he wanted to convert.

"Son. You do not know or do not want to know, that embracing one religion has obligations and rights. If you really want to be religious, you must be good and obedient to the religious orders that you embrace. Not half-and-half. We are currently talking about the science of digdaya. All there is a picture, like the roots of the waru tree earlier. As long as the roots of the waru tree are alive, then there is an opportunity for the waru tree to grow and continue to grow. So, a soft and Islamic heart, will grow a great person, who grows and continues to grow."

"I'm ready."

"Really?"

"True, Kanjeng Syech."

"I asked again, and I need another affirmation, is that true?"

"True, Kanjeng Syech."

"Now, I remind you. That in fact, you want to train to Brother Shech Subakir, not to me."

Rejo stunned.

He can't talk.

"Because you have made it clear that you want to learn? You need to read the word of the creed first, which is the confession of no god but Allah, and the prophet Muhammad the apostle of Allah."

Rejo finally read the creed with guidance from Shech Belabelu.

"Well, since you have become Islam, then, your knowledge needs to be locked away."

Rejo just shut up.

Suddenly, Shech Belabelu grabbed a small twig, then was knocked into Rejo's body.

Reaction that appears, Rejo kelojotan to the ground. He's in tremendous pain.

"Panaaaa..s, hot....hot.......!"

Syech Belabelu let it go.

Rejo kept rolling around here and there. Finally, Rejo accidentally rolled towards the small river.

"Cooo.....!"

The sound of Rejo's body when he touched the water.

Turns out, Rejo's body was really hot. For that, when exposed to water, the water around it seemed to boil.

Steam billowed from around Rejo's body, more and more.

Fortunately, that small time the water flowed continuously, so it did not boil. Only, the flow of water after passing through Rejo's body became warm.

Rejo felt the difference in temperature between his body and water, causing him more pain. However, he does not want to be cornered again, because it is impossible to lie on his stomach. He was afraid he could not breathe and did not have the energy to turn back on his back again.

Only his legs and hands were moved in an attempt to alleviate the pain all over his body.

Rejo also tried hard no longer to scream. He bit his own lower lip.

Syech Belabelu then crouched on the edge of Kali.

"Rejo, try to fight the heat on your body, and try to stay as strong as possible. And try to remove the heat from your body, or you keep it in one place in your body, and close it tightly, not to be opened again" said Shech Belabelu.

Rejo heard but it was not enough for him to concentrate, as the heat in his body was uncontrollable.

Syech Belabelu rose and passed.

Remo remained in excruciating pain within this small time.

In fact, all day he felt the heat that continued to grow and increase.

The villagers who passed this time, were made quite shocked. The water became warm, and they saw a puff of smoke around the Shech Belabelu settlement.

They are afraid to get close to this strange.

Of course, the warm water times, utilized to the maximum by the surrounding population. They bathe and wash in warm water. In fact, livestock animals are also bathed.

Day after day, they enjoyed the warm water.

At the same time, Rejo tries to control his body heat as much as possible. Some days do not eat, does not make Rejo's body weak, even he did not feel hungry at all.

It's just, the pain arises from the heat that explodes from inside the body, exposed to water times.

"I must be able to control the heat of this body. How can it be, this body gets very hot," thought Rejo himself.

"Don't, this is the kind of science that I've been good at. Isn't it, when I practice what appears is thunder, thunder, lightning, lightning?"

"Well how much this science is actually torturing myself. But, isn't it with this science that I can become a martial artist? But, can my teacher not be defeated by Syech Subakir, and my knowledge is nothing compared to the science of Syech Belabelu? Uhhhfffff, panaaaaaas," muttered Rejo alone, in pain.

"How can I escape this pain?"

Rejo days were hot, so that on the twentieth day, the pain that was brought about from this heat, had become common. Rejo now dared to sit cross-legged in the small river. He made a hole deep enough so that he could sit cross-legged, while the water could reach as far as the neck. Only Rejo's head wasn't submerged.

Rejo tried to catch his breath. Trying to figure out where the heat source is in him.

The more sought after, the more hot it feels all over the body.

"Don't you, this heat is indeed evenly distributed in the length of my body?".

Tried many times, the heat in the body is increasingly felt and felt. At least, this could be seen from the boiling water around his body. In addition, water vapor is also increasing.

After trying to regulate breathing many times, Rejo still unable to recognize the source of heat, let alone control it.

Rejo decided to keep quiet, even though he remained in a cross-legged position.

Accidentally, Rejo sees a pair of cork fish. This fish goes with the flow of times that lead towards Rejo.

One cork fish had felt the change in water temperature, he immediately turned back and swam against the current. He tried to go as far as swimming, so as not to get closer to the boiling area.

While one larger cork fish does not realize that the danger is threatening.

The closer to Rejo's body, the more the water temperature rises. The big cork fish did not realize, or even he felt able to survive in the hot water. He kept swimming towards Rejo's body.

"Coooo!"

Suddenly the body of this huge cork fish upside down. He died in boiling water.

Rejo who had observed, was also shocked to see that the fish was completely boiled.

The fish carcass slowly passed through Rejo's body.

Initially, Rejo was just observing.

However, soon the carcass of this big cork fish, after he knew he had not eaten in the last decades, since he soaked in river water.

He took part in the meat of the fish, then ate it, until it ran out. The head of the fish is allowed to float away from Rejo's body.

Getting a stew of cork fish, making Rejo's body feel fresh. But, shortly after, suddenly his stomach was unusually nauseous.

Rejo puking. All the flesh of the cork fish he devoured, regurgitated. The difference is, the condition of the fish meat that was originally white when eaten, once spewed into jet black, like a charred.

"This what? The flesh of the cork fish that was white, after I ate, how did it turn black like that? Lest, how hot is this stomach, so that the meat of the fish becomes charred?"

However, it did not take long for Rejo to find a connection with the previous events. He remembered the waru tree that was originally burnt burning and now lush. Rejo remembers the roots of waru trees that are still fit, even though they are stuck in the ground.

"Shech Belabelu said, The roots of the waru tree are like the human heart. As long as the human heart is alive, then, there will be a way to be a good person."

"So, the key to this hot body, can actually be solved through the heart. Well, I'll try to examine my own heart.

Rejo concentrated on finding his 'heart. He tried to look within himself, but all that appeared was hot and hot.

"Of course, this whole body is hot, because over the course of my life I learned the science that turned out to be actually hot. All right, I'll try to start cold science, as Kanjeng Shech Belabelu taught me."

Rejo tried to remember the address of the shahadah he said, when he decided to convert.

Finally, this sentence was read continuously through Rejo's mouth. Indeed, slowly after slowly, Rejo began to feel something cool within him.

Try to find it, among the burning heat in the body.

Rejo can find.

"Oh. This is presumably a limb called the heart.... It is the root of human nature and attitude. If this heart is good like the roots of waru trees, it will thrive. All right, now I'm focused on this heart."

Rejo continued chanting the creed in his mouth, and tried to follow it pronounced in his heart.

There is a cool air rippling from the heart, and it begins to spread throughout the body.

The more infused and careful in pronouncing it, the cooler the more pronounced.

On the other hand, when Rejo quickly recited the shahada, the coldness was only slight.

"So, the important thing is to recite slowly and impregnated."

Rejo in a cross-legged position in the water, his mouth recites the shahadah slowly. Gradually, Rejo was able to enjoy the memorization of the shahada.

Several days reciting the shahada, Rejo's body was no longer hot. In fact, he began to feel cold and kept in the water.

His skin began to wrinkle, his hands pias as if without blood.

Rejo shivering.

He immediately stepped out of the small river.

Similarly, the water gets cold again. This is a question for the villagers who passed this small river.

Rejo tried to fight the cold by exerting knowledge that had been mastered.

Can't do.

The previously extremely powerful inner power was, as if it was locked or disappeared.

Rejo confusion.

Not wanting to be cold, Rejo had to run around in place to keep his body warm.

Not long ago Rejo warmed up, from a distance appeared the thick body of Syech Belabelu.

He said: "Son, congratulations. You understand now."

Rejo stunned.

"Very great this Kanjeng Shech Belabelu. He always comes when I can solve problems. I very much want to be appointed as his disciple," muttered Rejo, who immediately sat down, and became respectful, although Syech Belabelu was still very far away.

"You can't be my disciple" said Shech Belabelu, as he drew near, stroking Rejo's head, who was still in a position of respect.

Rejo.

He did not expect, even though the distance was very far, it turned out that Syech Belabelu could listen to his very soft mutterings.

Rejo did not dare to raise his face.

"Tole, know. Today, the knowledge you learned from childhood up at Mount Tidar is now locked inside you. The science is not lost, it's just that it's hidden in one part of your body. Because, the science is not suitable for you at this time, because you are new to Islam. Your body is again holy, like that water, you are still very clear without feet, without dirt. And you have been exposed to the duty of being a Muslim, that is, to carry out the pillars of Islam. And the knowledge that you master, will lead you to the path of the devil," said Shech Belabelu.

"Tole, I don't deserve to be your teacher.

Why?"

Rejo.

"Because you are actually looking for Brother Shech Subakir for you to make your teacher. Then, look for Brother Shech Subakir."

Rejo shocked by the braid. But, he did not dare to raise his face.

"You can't use your knowledge now. So, you are now a human being who does not master any science. Now go and look for Brother Shech Subakir, the owner of the curved sword that you buried on Mount Tidar."

Gamang rejo.

He tried to dare to ask.

"There's a lot of stuff out there."

"You are facing."

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"I can't use my knowledge."

"It's up to you, how can you deal with them."

"But they're violent."

"Aren't you the Swordsman of Mount Tidar dear very scary?"

Rejo no longer dared to ask.

Unknowingly, in Rejo's heart came a feeling of fear.

"Duh... Is this what the fear is called? I've never felt."

Syech Belabelu smiled. Again, stroking Rejo's head.

"Good le.. good le...."

Rejo remains dazed.

"Will this be the feeling of people who used to meet Pendekar Gunung Tidar?"

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"Ha ha ha!" syech Belabelu's laughter slipped, and he began to leave.

"Rejo's. Learn about life by being ordinary. You will find the truth of life. Look for Brother Syech Subakir. He walked towards the sunset. Currently Kakang Syech Subakir is in the Duchy of Pasundan. Come there, give my greetings, and ask to be his disciple. Even if you can get there, and Brother Shech Subakir is there. That is if you are still alive. Do not be killed or eaten by wild animals on your way there. Ha ha ha," said Shech Belabelu passed away.

Rejo was still sitting in a disdainful reverence.

"There is no point in you here. Quickly go," drive out Syech Belabelu.

Slowly, Rejo began to dare to get up and started packing.

Decided to go towards the sunset.

Looking for his teacher candidate, Shech Subakir.

Rejo. Now he is not a martial artist, but only a frail young man, without being able to defend himself.