THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 6f: Learning How to Live Blak

His friends wondered why he could get such a wound. The lovers of blekok also tell what it is.

On the sixth day, he no longer felt itching, but pain in every wound. He did not care anymore, as if itching and pain had become commonplace.

Thus, the santri lover of this blekok, began to be able to feel the atmosphere inside the warm, safe haystack.

More and more, he began to enjoy living in the hay. After the prayer, he had gone into the straw, even sleeping in the straw.

“You are close to what you are looking for,” muttered Sunan Yellow Flower.

Even a full month of living in straw, making the santri begin to master the insight as a bloke. His hearing and vision were suddenly very sharp. His legs were very fast, and his hands were often open as if flapping wings.

One day, Sunan Kembang Kuning came to him.

The satri already knew, though the Sunan's body had not been seen from the turn.

The santri's head was pulled into the straw nest.

“Assalamualaikum,”

“Waalaikum greetings.”

“Angger, you may already be able to bring a brace to me, without having to be tied.”

“Really?”

“How can you possibly know, otherwise you try?”

“How to?”

“Kok asked me, would you know better and know how.”

“Please excuse me, Kanjeng Sunan, I do not understand.”

“If you do not understand, why do you live in a hay nest every day?”

“Because I want to dive into the life of blekok.”

“That's the answer.”

“Which one?”

“What you just said. Namely, dive into the daily life of blekok.”

The santri was silent.

“Blekok, a bird that does not have a deadly weapon, like an eagle, where the claws and beak are very sharp. The blemish is a predatory animal. But, God gave a very sharp instinct to blekok. Where, he already knows the danger, since the danger itself has not appeared. Blekok is able to run very fast and meandering without crashing, between haystacks and bushes. It was sunnatullah, so that blekok can defend themselves and avoid the threat of predators.”

“So, I have to do what?”

“If you have been able to detect my existence, since I have not arrived here, then you can dive into the life of the figure of blekok. So, if you approach the blekok, and he is still hiding his head, then you are still considered an enemy. However, if blekok still does not react, you are considered his family. Try doing.”

Santri also began to try the advice of the teacher.

Initially, when approaching the nest of blekok, let alone hide. He even ran away leaving the bush.

It was tried not once twice. Many times, the result remains the same.

“Maybe something is wrong. What yes?” santri muttered to himself.

Santri tried another way. This time, he did not come from the front or from the side. But, the santri tried to approach the blekok from the back.

Slowly he settled down, very slowly.

Up to the distance of the spear, the belekok did not react.

However, as soon as the santri approached again, Blekok realized his presence, and he immediately shot towards the reeds.

Disappear.

“Almost succeeded.”

The Santri tried to find a blekok again.

And he did the same. Sinked out bit by bit, up to the distance of a spear.

This time, he did not move forward. Unless down. And not moving at all.

The santri tried to make himself like a blekok.

This went on for a long time. Only because the time of prayer arrived, which made him rise from his position.

As soon as he heard a sound behind him, the black hole immediately shot away, into the pile of reeds.

“Hmm. So, the story is like that. You almost succeeded. Try it a few times, maybe Blekok already thinks of you as a friend. No longer an enemy, please try. And, you already know the weakness of the style you will build, that is the blakkok style. The downside to your style is that, when an attack appears from behind. You must be careless. And by approaching from the back anyway, you can get close to blekok.”

How excited the santri, once got the direction from his teacher.

The next day, he tried again.

He doesn't want to rush. With a distance of a spear, the santri remained motionless. Because the prayer time is still long, the santri remains motionless.

Nothing happened, but I didn't feel any danger around him.

That day, Sang Santri tried to crawl an inch.

Blak doesn't move.

The next day, move forward and get closer to Blekok.

Even seven days, the blekok no longer moved, although beside him, there was a human figure. They both remained silent, not moving.

The Santri began to dare to bring his hands closer to the body of the blekok.

This wild bloke is starting to be wiped out. Not feel threatened.

The santri was so moved, that he shed tears. Throughout his life, when he became a begal and delinquent, never once did he feel touch something with affection, like he touched this blekok.

In fact, when this wild bloke was raised with his two hands, it did not react, as if they were one family.

Blekok.

The santri stood up.

Blekok.

The santri ducked.

As if they were talking.

“Good, I'll play to your nest.”

Blekok walked slowly, followed beside him by the santri. They entered the bushes. The santri moves carefully, so as not to damage the shape of the bushes. Thus, wild animals will not be able to find the nest of the blekok.

Somewhat into the bush, then there is a nest of blekok.

In the nest, there are three children who immediately open their mouths, as if asking for food from the mother.

Apparently, the one with the santri is a female blekok.

Slowly the mother blekok fed her three cubs, with foodstuffs stored in the cache.

The santri stared with mixed feelings.

Without realizing it, he remembered his figure when he was a baby. Of course, not much different from the condition of the blekok child at this time.

“Emak, why do I remember you now. How great is your service, to protect me, to feed me, and now that I am an adult, why forget Panjenengan?” said Sang Santri, with unstoppable tears.

He continued to look at how the mother blekok feed one by one her children, painstakingly. Until the food in the cache runs out.

The baby was probably full. They no longer speak.

The female blekok immediately jumps into the nest, then incubates her cubs, to keep them warm.

Slowly the santri approached, then stroked the body of the female blekok gently and carefully.

“Pity is right blekok this female, if she has to forage in a far away place. All right, I help to find this blemish grain, so as to bribe his children, no need to look everywhere,” thought the santri.

He also went to look for various grains that can be eaten by blekok. It's just that, for the little fish, he couldn't possibly look for it.

After getting the grains one hand, the santri put near the nest of blekok.

The santri returned to the Guru, Sunan Kembang Kuning.

“So, santri all, your friends have come a step further. He told me, he could make friends, even become as if a bloke figure. In fact, he collected grains so that blekok no difficulty handling. All right, let's wait for the continuation, because, my order is, bring the bird blek here, without having to catch it, but the bird voluntarily wants to come.”

The next day, the santri came to the grass again the place blekok. The difference is, this time, he doesn't need to settle anymore. But directly sitting next to the blekok, in the same place before.

“Why are you here? Didn't I find grains for your child's food,” asked the santri to the female blekok, who lived in the bush.

Santri was sitting casually beside the blekok, until late afternoon. In fact, for dzuhur prayer was in that place as well.

By late afternoon, the blekok was heading towards its nest. Three of his children have squeaked asking for food. The mother began to feed each of her cubs, with the food stored in the cache.

Santri looked, the grains untouched at all.

Because before the Maghrib there was no important event, santri also moved. The body of the blekok then passed.

“Kanjeng Sunan, I was surprised, blekok did not take the seeds I prepared. I don't know, why?”

“According to you, what lessons can be taken from this blekok event?”

“Perhaps, the bird does not like the grain provided. It could be that the grain is less mature,” said one santri.

“Perhaps, the grain already smells of human hands,” another word.

“Maybe, the bird didn't see it,” another word.

Silent moment.

“Why can't the blekok eat the seeds provided? Because this bird imitate, that Allah has guaranteed its sustenance, as stated in the Quran, namely the landing of birds leaving hungry, returning home full.”

“This bloke, be aware, to provide food to his son with quality food, that is, food that is bijeknya good, collected with the mother's hard efforts, and of course, it should be halal.”

“Fathers, we learned a good lesson from this bird of blekok. Do you know what it is?”

All speechless.

“Learn about the confident science, from the life of the bird blekok.”

“You sure?”

“True. Science sure.”

Everyone went back to silence.

“In the Koran, given the parable that the bird is guaranteed his sustenance, leaving hungry home full. This guy really believes it. Alloh must be enough for his sustenance, and his children may not starve.”

“We as human beings, should have such confidence. First, we must believe that God always sees us. Second, we must believe that God has prepared us for sustenance, and we cannot die of hunger. Even if we are really hungry, we need to look at ourselves. It could be that we have made a mistake or error so that God is angry with us. If we stay close to God, God is testing us. And hunger itself is the best destiny for us. You know, what's above science sure it is?”

Everyone fell silent, and began to shake slowly.

“Above science sure it is khusnudzon science. Science of prejudice.”

“Many humans pass the test of hunger, the test of life's distress, but it is quite rare to pass the test of khusnudzon. What is it?”

“It always keeps good prejudices. Be it to the universe, to the neighbors, to man in general, and the culmination to our lord, the Prophet Muhammad, as well as to Allah SWT. All children, really, very rarely is someone who can keep his heart to always khusnudzon. When we think others are doing khusnudzon, in fact, we are already suudzon or prejudiced badly.”

“Kok can, Kanjeng Sunan. We are prejudiced against someone, entering suudzon. Maybe Kanjeng Sunan can explain to us.”

“How not suudzon? We have looked into the heart of a man, who should belong only to him and Allah SWT. As well as we are prejudiced, we may still feel that we are inferior or superior to that person. In fact, we do not know, how high the degree of the person before Allah SWT.”

“We are confused, Kanjeng Sunan.”

“The bottom line is, we don't need to think about anyone else. In accordance with the decree of Kanjeng the Apostle, when we remember our sins, there is no time for this heart to think even a little about others.”

All down.

“So, we will be busy counting all our mistakes, and comparing with our worship. And you know what the result of that count is? As it turns out, our charity is far less than the sins we make. Here, we must be aware of our nature of servitude to God, the Creator, God the Most Forgiving, God the Most Compassionate and Merciful. We cannot enter heaven by relying on our worship. In fact, if we spend a day overnight, all our lives, for worship, and in the hope of getting a reward from God. Then we ask God to enter heaven because of our charity. Really, it won't be enough.”

All speechless.

One santri ventured to speak: “Means we all go to hell?”

“That's. From blekok we can already get a very valuable lesson. Indeed, God loves all of his creation, especially as a human being. The love of God is earlier than His wrath. For this reason, only because of the Merciful God alone can we reach heaven. And if we worship by counting the reward, then we will lose. Because we're definitely gonna tease. But if we worship because we are slaves, and all our lives are entrusted to God, it is up to God to determine how good we are. Even if we are put by God into hell, of course we must be sincere. But remember, that the Love of God precedes His wrath.”

“Blekok realized, that he was just a servant. All his life was always glorified to Allah, and he continued to multiply, because that is what Sunnatullah is. And we, as humans, can use our blemishes and other animals to eat. Because indeed the world and its contents were created for humans.”

“We are more confused, Kanjeng Sunan,” said one santri.

“Why should you be confused? As long as our hearts remember the greatness of God, nothing is confused. Our lives become lighter, and there is nothing to worry about.”

“Lantas, we have to do what, Kanjeng Sunan?”

“There is no need to think about it, leave it to God all, then God will arrange for us. That's the lesson we got from blekok.”

“For that, please now take care of that blekok, and make friends with the blekok. Until her children grow strong fur, and bring her here.”

So, santri was getting excited with each other's likes. Santri likes to be more rarely together, because the time is up to be with Blekok and his children.

Until one moment, he came followed by four birds trailing behind him. One big, and three small.

“kanjeng Sunan's. Here are four blokes I mean. I brought it here to face Kanjeng Sunan. I do not hold it, I just invite them, and want,” said the santri.

“Alhamdulillah, means you have mastered the science of blekok.”

“Ki Sipang's. Try you against this blekok swordsman,” tell Sunan Kembang Kuning.

The called one immediately stood up.

However, the santri blekok is still confused.

“Kanjeng Sunan, I have never learned pencak silat.”

“Lho, haven't you been hanging out with blekok for so long.”

“Really, but I don't know pencak silat's movements. Or other canoragan sciences.”

“Already. Do it seriously. Ki Sipang, please, bring out your best knowledge. And do not hesitate to hit with full power.”

“Kanjeng Sunan?”

“Already, just do it.”

Sunan Kembang Kuning asked all to retreat, including four blekok followed away.

Now, two people stand.

Ki Sipang immediately opened the horses.

The santri blekok did not understand, just stood pecking.

“Ki Sipang, please do attack. Assume that in front of you there is an enemy that will finish you off. So, let out your best knowledge,” shouted Sunan Kembang Kuning.

Got the order, Ki Sipang immediately prepared the Jenggolo legacy, which is famous enough scary.

A moment later, Ki Sipang's fist which was already filled with full deep power, began to swing, accompanied by a fairly hard leg stomp on the ground. Dust flew, and made the view blurred.

The Santri blekok, of course, was terrified, and didn't know what to do.

However, in such precarious conditions, the santri saw as if Ki Sipang's movements were very slow.

The fist that was supposed to move as fast as the wind, seen by the santri blekok, was very slow.

The santri very easily avoided Ki Sipang's fist, by shifting his body just a little.

Getting his fist easily avoided, making Ki Sipang increasingly violent to prepare for the next attack.

The kick of his leg has been pointed at the stomach of the santri blekok.

Again, santri Blekok saw that lightning-fast kick, very slow, even he easily dodged.

Two attacks were easily avoided.

While other students who saw the course of this fight, made wide-eyed. In their vision, how could the santri blekok could very easily avoid Ki Sipang's very fast attack.

All eyes wide.

“Don't just dodge, let's do an attack!” yell Sunan Yellow Flower.

Shouted like that, the santri Blekok, also reacted immediately.

In his eyes, the friend, Ki Sipang, who was previously the leader of the plotters, his movements were very slow. So, all the movements of Ki Sipang are very easy to read, even the open limbs look real.

The Santri Blekok immediately aimed towards the left side of the open stomach.

Fists were immediately slammed in that direction.

“Des!”

The punch hit.

All eyes that see wide.

Sunan Yellow Flower smile.

“How could Ki Sipang be hit so easily? How fast is the punch?” santri's murmuring who saw.

Ki Sipang who was hit in the left abdomen, was also shocked. He did not expect, that his very fast movements, could be easily read by his friend, and easily avoided. In fact, he's been hit.

Ki Sipang's body rolled over.

He woke up, but cringed in pain.

Breaths gnawing.

“Ki Sipang's. As long as you use the science of Jenggolo, you will be easily defeated by the swordsman blekok. Remember. What have I been asking for all this time? Let's show what you've seen all this time. Dirt the movement of water, because you have been soaking in water.”

Ki Sipang also began to obey the orders of the teacher.