THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

THE SUNAN BODYGUARD
episode 6e: Teach Uniting with Nature



And Sunan Kembang Kuning attack almost hit him, if only he did not immediately fly away.


However, in that crucial moment, suddenly the movement of Sunan Kembang Kuning gasing changed.


“If this move, of course you already know!” yell Sunan Yellow Flower.


The Sunan chose to demonstrate the Kanjeng movement of Syech Subakir.


Although throughout his life only met once with Syech Subakir, and even then it had nothing to do with learning the science of empowerment, but based on the story of Syech Belabelu and Syech Jumadil Kubro, but based on the story of Syech Belabelu and Jumadil Kubro, Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning thought of his movement model. This is due to the intelligence and training of Sunan Kembang Kuning figure at the level of science of the high level of his teachers.


The effect is incredible. Although Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning only mimicked it, but the opponent showed tremendous fear. Suddenly, Kiai Nogo Sowo's movements became very chaotic.


If Sunan Kembang Kuning wants to bang the body gondoruwo, it will be very easy. It's just, it wasn't done. Because, it will be discovered that in fact Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning does not master the science of Syech Subakir, but only imitate and guess.


Gondoruwo immediately flew away.


“Hai hunchback. Who are you really? Why did you master Syech Subakir?” gondoruwo gusar.


“I inherited his knowledge. Let's fight!”


“How is it possible? You are a student of Resi Swadaraya, but how do you also master the science of Shech Subakir? Can't it be combined?”


“In fact, I can combine. Let's fight. If I did master the science of Shech Subakir, why are you so scared?”


“Humpback man. Know that you have mastered the science of Shech Subakir, not that I am afraid of you, but that I am afraid of Shech Subakir. In the past, I fought for days against Shech Subakir. And I was finally defeated. He beats me as he pleases, and binds me as he pleases. Then, he said, if you want me to let go, you must promise, you will not disturb humans anymore. Especially, to his students, and who mastered his knowledge.”


Sunan Kembang Kuning, though still in the horses, chose silence.


“Syech Subakir also said, that I must have reneged on a promise, because I was like that. Then, she untied him, and no longer thumped me. He just left. After decades, now I meet again with the successor of Syech Subakir.”


“You reneged on your promise or you kept your promise?” yell Sunan Yellow Flower.


“I'm not afraid of you. But, I also have no interest in fulfilling my promise. But, I better just go. No need to fight against you.”


“What is it because you are afraid that I might get excited again?”


“Do I fear you?”


“In fact, you dare not fight.”


“Not because of it.”


“Then, because what?"


“Create what you know?”


As soon as it spoke like that, suddenly gondoruwo's body bounces. As it floated in the air, its body turned again into a snake. And then he slammed into the ground. The snake returned to the ground. Maybe, for the ascetic.


Sunan Kembang Kuning immediately remove the yellow headband, then save into the bundle again. Including his royal sword.


Then, Sunan Kembang Kuning approached the body of Kiai Wulung Sunggi. Staring at the body of this old figure who has converted.


“Kanjeng Kiai's. Truly, Panjenengan has successfully passed the test in this world. Jenengan has graduated. In a condition still clean, because of sin, God willing, forgiven God's Wrestling, Jenengan died,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning, while putting the body of Kiai Wulung Sunggi.


The body of the student. It was clear that his mouth was smiling.


It looks so peaceful.


Then, he took the clothes from the bundle, covered in the face and body of Kanjeng Kiai full of dust.


Sunan Kembang Kuning read tahlil, next to the corpse, while waiting for the arrival of the students.


Once he arrived, Sunan Kembang Kuning told the students to bathe the body of Kiai Wulung Sunggi. For the shroud, wear the cloth owned by the students.


The body of Kiai Wulung Sunggi was eventually buried, in the pit where Kiai Nogo Sowo rained down on earth. Incidentally, the size, fits the size of the corpse. After the funeral, a talqin reading was performed.


“Be aware the santri, who are buried here, are the ones who passed the test of the world. His name is Kiai Wulung Sunggi. However, unbeknownst to you, he has spoken to me, asking for his name to be changed to Kiai Sedo Anyar. I asked, why did I ask for a name? He said, not knowing. I think he just wanted to use that name. Yes, and then I pray to Allah, may by that new name, he get his barokah.”


All of his disciples were still seated in a circle around the new tomb.


“It turns out, he is a figure of winarah. It was as if he knew that his age would not be long in this world. After changing the name, then appeared the figure of Kiai Nogo Sowo who killed him.”


“Insya Allah, his maqom has reached waliyullah, despite having just learned about Islam, and doing Islamic practice, still in a matter of days.”


“Kanjeng Sunan, if we may know, actually, how was the fight going?”


“Which fight? I don't fight.”


“Kok, that stealth snake doesn't exist? Did Kanjeng Sunan beat it?”


“No.”


“Where is the snake?”


“Log into the ground.”


“Means, Kanjeng Sunan Defeat?”


“No. Not me who beat, but who ever beat is Kanjeng Syech Subakir.”


“How is it possible? Who is Kanjeng Syech Subakir?”


“Kanjeng Syech Subakir, is the first spreader of Islam in the land of Java. He was a member of the first generation Regent Songo. The task of Syech Subakir is to defeat all dedemites in this land of Java. Where, by Hindus or Buddhists, they get very special treatment.”


All listening.


“By Kanjeng Syech Subakir, these satanic dedemites were defeated. The goal, then, is to pave the way for other Sunans and the next generation of Songo Guardians, to be easier in Islamic broadcasting, without getting any interference from the dedemites.”


“Kanjeng Syech Subakir sailed all over Java, to conquer all dedemits. Presumably, Kiai Nogo Sowo is one of the dedemits ever defeated by Kanjeng Syech Subakir.”


“So, how can Jenengan beat dedemit earlier?”


“I only imitate the movements of Kanjeng Syech Subakir, to scare only. In fact, the dedemit was really scared.”


“Sorry, Kanjeng Sunan, has Jenengan ever met Kanjeng Syech Subakir?”


“Not specifically. The story is, when I was a child, I was taken care of by two sages, namely Hitu Dawiya Resi in the Hindu Kingdom of Mataram, which is white, and the black-faced Swadaraya Sesi and lives on Mount Tidar. While on Mount Tidar, the Sage Swadaraya can be defeated by Kanjeng Syech Subakir. And left a knife. I, as a student of the Rishis, would love to meet a person who can defeat my teacher, but never meet.”


“I instead met with two other members of Wali Songo, namely Syech Belabelu, and Syech Jumadil Kubro. From him, I got the perfect bathiniah polish.”


“And also, I met two kings of the Javanese land, namely King Wikrama Wardhana from Majapahit, and King Pajajaran Surawisesa. I learned a lot about life from both of them. Although historically, between the two have a grudge friday, however, I can combine these two sciences that can not meet. All of you, despite being my students, I will not teach the slightest knowledge that I master. You must develop your own science.”


“Why Kanjeng Sunan? Is it because our energy is insufficient?”


“Not because of that. I can do this, because my body is destined to meet two things that are opposite. Between the science of the Sage and the Rishis Hitu Dawiya, and also between King Wikramawardhana and King Surawisesa. Of course I can not teach the only one, because pasati is mixed with the opposite science.”


All speechless.


“All of you, must find your own pencak silat science and motion. Where's Ki Sipang?”


“I, Kanjeng Sunan.”


"Now, please turn around, and do not see my movements at all.”


“Good Kanjeng Sunan.”


Ki Sipang turned around. Even he chose to close his eyes, so that he really could not see what Sunan Kembang Kuning did.


“Behold, meet me with Kiai Sedo Anyar, and for the sake of seeing the movement practiced by Kiai Sedo Anyar, I can conclude his movement. I'm going to show, and I'm joining the movement of Kiai Nogo Sowo. Take a good look. After that, Ki Sipang will also demonstrate the science movement learned from Kiai Sedo Anyar.”


Then Sunan Kembang Kuning opened the horses. Although in a hunchback condition, limped and almost fell. The Sunan Kembang Kuning movement really looks solid. Starting from the back, attacking with a punch, kicking, winding like a snake, even dodging techniques. Somewhat long ago Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning demonstrated, before he stopped because of nonsense.


“Now, please Ki Sipang demonstrate the motion learned from Ki Sipang.”


As soon as Ki Sipang practiced the pencak silat movement, all eyes were wide-eyed. Almost all movements are almost the same as Sunan Kembang Kuning.


‘Kok can?”


“Ya of course can. Because basically the pencak silat movement, not much different. Who is, who is imitating whom. And who dropped who. If only imitating, yes of course as I did earlier. However, Ki Sipang understood, why should he move to and fro. All have a knowledge base. And in Islam, adding knowledge is mandatory.”


“However, Ki Sipang remains Ki Sipang. He could only imitate the movements of the Kiai sedo Anyar. That is, Kiai Sedo Anyar is much nicer and stronger than Ki Sipang.”


All do not understand the meaning of Sunan Kembang Kuning.


“Therefore, discover your own science. Find your own movement. That way, you guys are the greatest with that move.”


“Today's lesson is quite meaningful. Despite training for decades, in fact, Kiai Sedo Anyar is quite easy to defeat Kiai Nogo Sowo. But this is how he invited martyrdom. However, those of us who are still alive, must really fight to the highest point we are able to reach.”


“Please excuse Kanjeng Sunan. What about Kanjeng Sunan Ampel?”


All just gawking.


“How is it possible, being escorted is healthier and stronger? While who controls the hunchback?” thought they.


“All must think, being controlled is healthier than being in control. Yes right?”


Everyone is embarrassed.


Everybody nods.


“Yes, it is like that Waliyullah maqom, his mind is far ahead, his heart is clear. I also do not know, why I was chosen to be a bodyguard, even though my religious knowledge is still very shallow.”


“Perhaps because of the power of Kanjeng Sunan?”


“I am not so sad. Because, if we are powerful, then we must take care of ourselves with our devotion. If we leave it to God, God will take care of us. Allah is Mighty, while man is only a very weak creature. Make what we feel great and strong.”


“Then, why should we learn kanoragan? Isn't it to achieve that devotion? And with that devotion, we can defend our religion, family, and country?”


“It's not like that. Because learning kanoragan is sunnatullah. We must do this now, for this is our time. In the days of the Prophet, everyone should be able to ride horses, shoot, play swords, wrestle, even swim. But, to read write, still not everyone can do.”


“In this age of ours, everyone should be able to canoragan. But there are those who can, but there are those who can. Maybe, I am one of the ones who explore.”


“Maybe there are some of you who are talented to learn canoragan. Indeed, for a while Ki Sipang who has learned from Kiai Sedo Anyar. Later we will see, do you have a strong desire to learn canoragan.”


“Which differentiates, I do not want to make you just imitate or model the canoragan science that I mastered. You must develop your own knowledge and preferences. Unleash the hidden abilities you have all along. I only guide you to discover the hidden greatness.”


Everything looks gleeful.


“Alright, I decided, here we just practice, all send tahlil for the late Kiai Sedo Anyar. For that, I ask you to make a hut that fits all of us. Don't stay in the temple. We need to respect this temple, even if we do not worship it. It's just a building. So, it does not matter whether or not it needs to be destroyed.”


“Already, let's get ready.”


“Pardon Kanjeng Sunan, then, how do we know, we already have the ability or not?”


"Yes very easy. Do you one by one can defeat the snake demon Kiai Nogo Sowo. Later, I will challenge the demon, for you to fight.”


All wild.


Slowly, a feeling of fear arose.


“Why? y'all scared? Have you not become Muslims, why should you fear the creation of Allah? Are we not afraid of God alone?”


All down.


"That's it. Let's build a hut. And later after the prayer Isya, we read tahlil in the tomb Kanjeng Kiai Sedo Anyar,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning.


They also began to work hand in hand to build lodges and musala.


At night, they read tahlil around the night Kiai Sedo Anyar.


Because the lodging is not yet finished, they choose to find their own place to mengaso and sleep.


Because it is done in a row and shoulder to shoulder, finally the lodging and musala can immediately stand, with perfunctory materials.


“Well, my job is to educate all of you, to find each other's style. Please, right now, you're spreading out in the villages. Find your own style.


“How to?”


“Later all will know,” says Kanjeng Sunan.


And, indeed to fill the day, these nine santri of Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning, spread to villages, forests, rivers, fields. By late afternoon, they come home, with various stories or bring something.


Ki Sipang who had studied canoragan, spent a lot of time in the river. He breathes while soaking. He stopped during the dhuhur prayer, and continued again until the ashar prayer.


He returned to the temple, to pray ashar.


Eight other students, doing different things.


“I met an old figure who was still strong hoeing the fields. I help him, and I promise every day will help the old man until all is embraced,” said one santri.


“Means, you have found your way. I advised, before doing the work of hoe read bismillah, and when it ends hoe read Alhamdulillah,” advice Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning.


“If I, Kanjeng Sunan, I just walk in the field. I have seen birds many times. Unique style. He only looks at his head. As soon as the danger seemed threatening, he immediately pulled his head into the grove. When approached, then he ran into another grove,” said another santri.


“Good. Please, bring here one bird, but it's alive and unharmed. Somehow your way. Blokok bird that you bring here, can not thrash, you can not tie,” timbal Sunan Yellow Flower.


Of course the santri is confused and gawking.


“Why confused? That is your path. Find your way. If thou?” ask Sunan Kembang Kuning to other students.


“I found nothing. I don't like the day. Can I see the stars at night?”


“Bby. Whynot? Find your way through the stars of gemstang.”


The nine santri had already conveyed one by one what they got on that day. And all got orders from Sunan Kembang Kuning.


In the days that followed, they did what the Master suggested. Some began to hoe the fields, some began hunting blekok in the grass, and various efforts were made according to advice.


In three weeks of doing the same thing, it turns out that none of the development was obtained.


“What you are doing is still not right. If you start from what seems, then you all will not get anything, except what is seen at this time,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning.


“So, we have to how?”


“Find the gist of what you do. Pull it up to the most basic thing, from everything you do. Everyone knows, grapple the field using a hoe, swing towards the ground, hoe stuck, then pull. The ground is also hipped. But, it was just his menial work. There's a core of the work of hoeing. To be able to find your own style or pencak silat, you must be able to find the core of hoeing. Discover.”


“As long as we do something only on the skin, then there is only the outside. In fact, what we want is a change from the base, foundation, to towering. Thus, there will appear a new person, a new building, and of course certainly sturdy. Understand what I mean?”


All shakes.


“For example, I want to bring one bird blekok, but can not be tied, and should not hurt the blekok. Kan, it doesn't feel possible. Right?”


Everybody nods.


“Very possible.”


All quiet.


“How to, yes be the blekok itself.”


All gawking.


“How?” ask them together.


“Yes, learn about the daily acts of the blekok. Once you know, look for the essence of the life of the bird blekok.”


“We are still confused.”


“May Allah make it easy for you to find the answer.”


All of them accept the Sunan's prayer.


Since then, these nine students instead of doing activities that are done every day, even a lot of contemplation to find the core of what they do.


The santri who likes blekok, for the sake of diving into the life of blekok, he began to cover himself with straw and reeds.


Silence without moving. Sometimes sticking his head out of the hay, to look around. Then go back into the haystack and the reeds.


There is nothing to be had, except hives on the skin.


He scratched there, scratched here.


Many cause injuries due to scratching.


He doesn't care.


When the dhuhur prayer time arrived, he came out of the straw nest, took a bath, then to the temple, to perform congregational prayers. After that, he entered the nest again. Haystack.


Sunan Kembang Kuning mangosteen and smiling looking at this one santrinya.


“May you find what you do.”


On the first day to the fifth day, only hives on the skin are obtained.


The surface of his skin was already covered in bloody wounds here and there.