THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 6a: Meet Kiai Wulung Sunggi

Although tight, but very soft and as if accompanied by expressions of love and affection.

“Mbah, what was that movement? Kok was so beautiful, and Mbah did very calmly. What did you talk about too? How come so shahdu we all heard it.”

“I did a prayer. It is the duty of man to worship his creator.”

“Means Mbah, dewa?”

“Maha God. I worship God, God for all. He's only One, and unequaled.”

“So, not a god?”

“Maha God. He is god to your gods.”

“Trus, what did Mbah read earlier?”

“It was wirid to praise Allah swt. Speech to ask for forgiveness, speech acknowledges our incompetence as human beings.”

All mangosteen.

“Alright, let's go. Bismillah.”

Sunan Kembang Kuning stuttered. Very slow. Meanwhile, Ki Sipang and his friends walked faster.

Of course, Sunan Kembang yellow missed out.

Inevitably, Ki Sipan and his friends reduced the speed.

In fact, throughout the day, they only traveled no more than one kilometer.

This is what makes some of Ki Sipang's men upset. They were not used to such a slow-moving manner.

Uniquely, now Ki Sipang who can be patient. In fact, sometimes he walks lined up with Sunan Kembang Kuning. Ki Sipang made use of walking together with this, to ask all sorts.

By night, Sunan Kembang Kuning salat again.

They rested, at a very close distance to the starting point.

Night arrived, Sunan Kembang Kuning prayed again, wiridan again, and finally salat isya, closed wiridan again.

At midnight, Sunan Kembang Kuning wakes up, then salat tahajud.

Almost all the eyes of Ki Sipang and his men followed everything.

“Mbah, can we not join in prayer with Mbah?” pinta Ki Sipang's.

“Why not?”

“Later, if Mbah salat, we will follow behind ya, Mbah.”

“But, you guys have to berwudlu first. Follow what I do when I wudlu.”

And before you decide, you have to be Muslims first. That is, reading the word shahadah. It is a testimony that there is no god but Allah, and Prophet Muhammad is the messenger of Allah.”

All also read the sentences of the shahadah together, with the guidance of Sunan Kembang Kuning.

"Today, you have become Muslims. Later, slowly, you have to abandon the Hindu worship habits. This is important, because between Hinduism and Islam is very different."

Everyone nodding.

"By, because we are already Islamic. I don't think it's necessary for us to worship Hinduism."

"Alhamdulillah. That's good."

Then, they were guided to take water wudlu.

Really, Ki Sipang and his friends feel great pleasure.

"Do we all want to pray, do we have to do this?"

"Yes. That we may be holy from the little hadas. That is, like we pee, fart or pee."

"Wisdom, Mbah. It's really delicious."

"Yes, Islam does guide man to the salvation of the world and the Hereafter. Because guiding to survive, of course also guiding to be healthy."

Then they began to study prayer.

After the prayer, they asked to be repeated again.

So, Sunan Kembang Kuning also explained and invited them to perform the prayer.

After prayers, they still want to do it again.

Invited to hajat prayer.

"Can we pray?"

"Can. But there are other people's rights to us. Family or neighbors. If you pray and continue. What about our duties to our wives and children? Or to the neighbors? So, the truth is, we pray earnestly, and as much as possible, but we also have to protect the family, feed them, and also judge the family."

"It's so good this religion."

"Islam teaches this way."

And indeed this is what they do is salat and salat. Only, the journey taken is very short, because Sunan Kembang Kuning can only be trained.

“Kang, if the way we walk like this, how can it get to?” whispered someone to Ki Sipang.

“Hus, you can't talk like that. Although slowly, in fact Sunan Kembang Kuning is very powerful. Be careful when you talk,” said Ki Sipang.

Presumably, Sunan Kembang Kuning who was walking behind, heard what was whispered.

Slowly, the clogs belonging to Sunan Ampel were given to him. Then wear.

And in an instant, Sunan Kembang Kuning was already under the trembesi tree, while Ki Sipang and his men, still looked small. Sunan Kembang Kuning chose to sit around while waiting for their arrival.

As soon as approaching the trembesi tree, everything was shocked, and it was only realized, that someone who was sitting casually was Sunan Kembang Kuning. As if in disbelief, they looked back, and of course I did not have Sunan Kembang Kuning.

“I'm sorry, I just heard you guys talking about how to walk me. Yes, I finally tightened up, and I got here first,” Sunan Kembang Kuning said.

All masono.

“Kids, as long as you know. I was walking around with this, because there was a hump on my back. This hump is very dear to me, because it appeared at the prayer of my teacher, Sunan Ampel. Therefore, even though I can only train, I really enjoy.”

Everyone is scared.

“If I didn't have a hump, I would be a very arrogant person. For me to remember that arrogance is not worthy of human being, then I really enjoy having this hump.”

“With this hump, I can feel humble pleasure. So, for the path to train, it was the most beautiful thing in my life. Why are you all insulting a disabled person like me? Nah, no,

never. Didn't you all underestimate me, by telling me to jump over small times? And isn't that just a way so you all feel the beauty of Islam, the joy of faith?”

Everyone nodded slowly.

And, wouldn't it be that with a limped path like this, I could just pass you by? Without having to bother? Remember Ki Sipang and friends all, never look at someone from his physical form alone. It could be that, behind a person's physical weakness, God gives you greatness that you do not have.

Don't be like aloe. It was already low-bodied, but its skin seemed to be thorny, but it could not hurt. Pandanwangi is like the Sunan, while aloe vera is like the begundal, whose knowledge is methek but the style is exorbitant.”

All speechless.

“You have said, that Kiai Wulung Sunggi is a very scary and vicious figure, and cruel. But have you ever proven yourself? Is it true that Kiai Wulung Sunggi is a figure of the tongue

crocodile, or pandan scented? We all don't know, if we don't meet alone. For that, I ask you to take him. I really want to get acquainted with the successor of the science of Jenggolo. Jenggolo is a great kingdom, filled with the spirit of developing science, as well as canoragan science. Of course, Kiai Wulung Sunggi is one of them, if not great in canoragan science, of course he is great in science. Or even both. And as far as I know, there has never been a hero who succeeded the science of the cruel and cruel Jenggolo.”

“But, Mbah. Master told me himself, he will kill me if I meet him again,” Ki Sipang said.

“Why did you swallow raw. Lest it be interpreted

as a way that you want to practice the knowledge that you master?”

Ki Sipang was silent.

"That's it. All will be answered later, if I have met Kiai Wulung Sunggi. What is clear, now, you all can feel the beauty and pleasure of Islam. Let's keep improving our worship,"

sunan Kembang Kuning.

They are still doing prayers. And on and on, they walked together for 40 days. And these nine men, gradually, seemed to be the first disciples of Sunan Kembang Kuning, because the Sunan, did not hesitate to transmit religious knowledge. Including science

canoragans. Ki Sipang is indeed faster to absorb knowledge from Sang Sunan, because he is the most intelligent person among all, and has also known high-level science, although different streams. And on the forty-first day, they finally arrived at a temple.

In this brick temple, there was a kind of deep niche. It was there that Kiai Wulung Sunggi spent his time in asceticism.

"Who's out there?" hoarse and vibrating screams emerged from the niche.

Presumably, Kiai Wulung Sunggi knew of their presence.

Nine santri Sunan immediately let out a cold sweat out of fear.

"Who shall fear man, fear God" said the Lord

Sunan to his santrinya.

Santri tried to eliminate fear by carrying the phrase tayibah.

"Include me, my name is Sunan Kembang Kuning or Rejo. I came here with Resi's student, Ki Sipang. Allow us to get closer" Sunan Kembang Kuning said.

"Are you all looking to die?"

"We are still alive, and death is God's business, not Panjenengan's and mine."

"Hmmm. Just this time, I got an answer like that. Usually, people run away in fear. What did you all come here for?"

"I would like to greet the Panjenengan, and would like to find out,

what a mean, cruel incongruous Jen that people tell."

"Lho, isn't that person's story enough as proof that I'm indeed cruel?"

“Maybe true for Jenengan student Ki Sipang and his friends, but not for me, before I prove myself.”

“What? You want proof. Good. Meaning you challenge me?”

“I don't challenge.”

“If your style is like that, what's the name not challenging?”

“No Kiai. I am sure, that Kanjeng Kiai is not as cruel as people tell.”

“You want proof. Look at the corner of this temple, many dead bird carcasses due to approach here.”

“It is true that there are many carcasses of birds, but I am not sure it is due to the behavior of Kanjeng Kiai.”

“Hah?”

“I apologize Kanjeng Kiai, I have previously met Kiai Lembu Areng who lives in the crater of Mount Galunggung. Although told he was a cruel and scary person, it turns out, after meeting, Kiai Lembu Areng was a good person. I'm sure, Jenengan is too. With the emergence of the story Genengan cruel, it is profitable, because there is no one who interferes with the tapa brata Jenengan. Isn't that right?”

“Hah....you know Kiai Lembu Areng, the ruler of Mount Galunggung?”

“True, Kiai.”

While nine converts who do not know who Kiai Lembu Areng, just silent dumbfounded, and frightened.

“Good. What is the proof that you are already from there?”

“I only got one lesson. That is, we must uphold honesty.”

“You're right. Please approach.”

Rejo and his nine students approached a niche in the temple.

“How long was it?” sounds emerge from within the niche.

“Kanjeng Kiai, I it if walking limped. If not, it can fall,” said Rejo while limping.

While the nine students, choose to follow behind the Sunan. Afraid that anything will happen to them.

“Why can it happen? Maybe because you are slouching? Is it true like that?”

“True. I am indeed hunchback.”

“True, you hunchback?”

“True, I am indeed a hunchback.”

“Again, are you really hunchback?”

“True, Kanjeng Kiai. I am indeed stooped,” said Rejo, still limped walking towards the niche.

“Then. Stop over. Please sit there, let me come out of this hermitage.”

Rejo stopped his steps. Nine santri also stopped. They sat behind the Sunan.

Slowly, from the direction of the niche, it began to look frail and thin hands.

Then, a figure appeared that lived skin and bones. This is Kiai Wulung Sunggi, a figure who is known to be very cruel and cruel.

His eyes slit into his skull. His gray hair had begun to fall out, and almost bald, his long eyebrows sometimes covered the eye holes in the skull. The moustache is long unkempt.

Once out of the niche, he could no longer stand up, but remained in a cross-legged sitting posture.

These two horns are used as footprints to step. So, as if he was limping. He sometimes fell, and his face fell to the ground. He got up again, and stepped using his hanker.

Ki Sipang who saw the condition of his teacher, was very shocked. A few years ago, when he was still a student of Kiai Wulung Sunggi, the body of his teacher was not as straight as it is now. His teacher could still walk and teach pencak silat. Now, all that is seen is like a walking skull.

Ki Sipang pity, and it feels like he wants to help the teacher.

“Don't Ki Sipang. Stay seated. Your teacher is not a figure who likes help,” whispered Sang Sunan, while giving a hand signal, so that Ki Sipang remained seated.