THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 7: Pencak Silat Kuning Sedulan

CHAPTER VII

YELLOW SILAT PENCAK STRETCHED

Sunan Kembang Kuning, which had long since left Sidoarjo, was heading south. One time he got a call to escort the Lord Sunan Ampel, through a dream.

And to be able to get to Ampel Dento quickly, by wearing the clogs given by Sunan Ampel, can directly get to the courtyard of Pesantren Ampel Dento.

While waiting for Kanjeng Sunan Ampel from Ndalem, Sunan Kembang Kuning, who was present wearing this yellow headband, sat around on the veranda of the mosque.

Sunan Kembang Kuning looks gallant, muscular, with the sword of Mataram nobility on the back. Sometimes the sword is played by the wind.

Sunan Kembang Kuning's eyes looked at some of the students, who seemed to have just come to Pesantren.

"Figures all, yes you who are in a group, please come here," call Sunan Kembang Kuning, while moving the hand signal, so that they approach.

The so-called, none other than the Yellow Seduluran cadres.

Kader Kuning Seduluran never knew, that the figure of Sunan Kembang Kuning was the teacher of their teachers.

“Hey you guys, who is the messenger from Kuning Seduluran?” tanya Sunan Kembang Kuning, in between preparations will escort Kanjeng Sunan Ampel.

These Yellow Seduluran cadres did not know, who stood in front of them was the supreme teacher and elder Yellow Seduluran. Because, they got the story, that their teacher named Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning. His body was bent and his path was limped. As for what they saw at the moment, was a dashing figure with a fluttering yellow headband, and on his back was tucked the sword of the Mataram nobility.

“I, Kanjeng Guards. We are all from Sidoarjo, and the teachers appointed me to be chairman,” said one santri Ampel.

“Try now you fight me with pencak silat Kuningan,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning.

Of course the cadre did not dare to refuse, because the one who asked was Sunan Ampel's bodyguard.

“And please, directly bring out the most terrible science you master.”

The santri nodded.

Sunan Kembang Kuning also opened the style.

Santri directly opened the science of high-level Pencak Silat Kuningan.

Some strange movements showed he was opening up a mainstay.

“Oh, so the combination of water, blemishes and hoes, is used as a mainstay style. Good also children, combining elements of nature, living things and human motion. Well, I want, as great as what the style of making these children,” muttered Sunan Yellow Flower.

Sunan Kembang Kuning immediately attacked.

The opponent remained calm. His movements flowed like water, nimble like a blemish, and stable like a hoe.

He just shifted a little to avoid Sunan Kembang Kuning's attack.

Santri saw the movement of the opponent as if very slow and very easy to avoid.

“I know, you must have seen my movements very slow, and you easily avoided them. But don't be happy just yet. Accept my attack actually.”

Sunan Kembang Kuning immediately transformed himself as if a stone.

“Blap!”

The gaze as if the opponent's movements had become sluggish, disappearing.

Santri was a bit confused, because the opponent's movement became very fast.

“This mainstay of Pencak Kuningan has a weakness!” yelled Sunan Kembang Kuning, to tell all who were watching.

“That is, when the opponent turns himself into an inanimate object. Right now, I'm turning myself into a rock. So, I will easily hit you, because you are no longer agile.”

These words were accompanied by one measurable blow that did not hurt.

“Des!”

One blow to santri's chest.

Santri.

He's strung.

“Come. Awake again. Fight me again,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning.

This time, santri immediately got up and opened up again a style that was no less strange.

Like dancing and spinning like a top.

The Kuningan pencak warriors already understand, that what is demonstrated is the hardest science in Pencak Kuningan. Only students and students are given this knowledge.

For awareness, it takes a special time to be attended by all students of Kanjeng Sunan Kembang Kuning, who are none other than the great teachers of Pencak Kuningan.

All students know, when practicing this science of the gastric vortex, the small trees around the training ground can be uprooted. Even small stones can be raised and form local tempests. Not to mention that lightning-fast punches and kicks will destroy your opponent's limbs.

“Oh, so this is the highest science owned by Pencak Kuningan?”

Sunan Kembang Kuning also opens almost the same style. All eyes wide.

How is it possible, the very secret knowledge, can be imitated just like that by the bodyguard Sunan Ampel. Even to do the exercises only in a hidden place.

“How is it possible?” ask them astonishment.

Santri further accelerated strange movements such as gasing.

Sunan Kembang Kuning mimicked with almost the same movement, and also strange.

All the eyes that saw were so amazed.

The clash will happen.

Two humans like gasing were as powerful as that round, even clashing.

“Blar!”

The sound is so deafening.

Two bodies are strung.

From the mouth of the santri Pencak Kuningan vomited blood.

While Sunan Kembang Kuning's body rolled, and he immediately sat down cross-legged to catch his breath.

A little fresh blood also flowed from the tip of his lips.

Long enough Sunan Kembang Kuning set his breath, before he got up to the swordsman Pencak Kuningan, to poke and sort in some parts of the opponent's limbs.

“Know. The best style of Brass Pencak is not a figment. The gasing style of combining these various elements is really very impressive. I can't imagine, if the one hit, is someone else. Please, this style should never be raised, even in war,” said Sunan Kembang Kuning, in front of the students of Pencak Kuningan.

Not to mention Sunan Kembang Kuning continued his words, from the direction of Ndalem appeared Sunan Ampel.

“Rejo. Let's go,” take Sunan Ampel.

“Enggih, Kanjeng Sunan.”

Sunan Ampel walked over to the santri.

“Santri all, you guys are from Pencak Kuningan?”

“Enggih, Kanjeng Sunan,” answer them simultaneously.

“So, you don't know, who were you fighting earlier?”

Some are unedimmed.

“Panjenengan Kanjeng Controller Sunan.”

“This is Rejo, although he is older than me, he I made a bodyguard, if I travel far. And you know, this Rejo is his teacher, your teacher. I call it Sunan Kembang Kuning.”

All gasp.

“What is it, Kanjeng Sunan?” one person ventured to say.

“Kata Romo guru, his teacher hunchback.”

“Your teachers are not wrong. Rejo is a hunchback. Rejo, try to get rid of your head.”

Sunan Kembang Kuning salutes the lord.

Slowly, the detachable royal sword wrapped around his back was removed. And Sunan Kembang Kuning took off the yellow headband.

Slowly, on Rejo's back began to grow a hump, and it grew bigger.

Until finally he almost fell, if only not lay down a yellow bamboo stick that had been prepared.

All eyes wide.

“How is it possible?”

Kanjeng Sunan Ampel smiled.

“Rejo. The time is still long for the Giri Kedaton meeting. You don't have to wear a headband. I'd rather we walk slowly while enjoying the day,” Sunan Ampel told Sunan Kembang Kuning.

Sunan Kembang Kuning saluted. He chose to sit down because Sunan Ampel had told him to.

“Please call santri all, to come here,” order Sunan Ampel.

Before long, the entire Ampel santri had gathered in the courtyard.

Some are scattered from the rice fields, some are from the beach.

“My santri all. Look carefully, this hunchback figure. Introduce you? Who already knows, please shut up.”

Santri who just came shook his head.

“If you don't know, right now, we have a very valuable lesson. Try to look carefully. Have you never met this hunchback?”

Everyone looked at the humpback who looked down unseen.

One of his left hands held a yellow bamboo stick, to support his body.

All shook their heads, and confirmed that they did not know the hunchback figure.

“Rejo, raise your sword with your right hand. Show the santri.”

Rejo raised his sword in the middle.

“Do you know this sword?”

There was a sound of kasak kusuk, indicating that there were some santri who knew the existence of the sword.

“That if you know, please speak.”

“Please forgive Kanjeng Sunan. If I am not mistaken, the sword belongs to the brave Panjenengan bodyguard,” said one of the students.

“What do you think, when you see my bodyguard?”

“We want to be like him. Sturdy, and firm face lines. Sure, Panjengan feel safe escorted by that mighty figure.”

“Good. The santri all. Having high ambitions should. Trying to achieve it must. But, when we have reached our ideals, never forget our origins as people who can not do anything. If you are in the sky, do not forget the earth. If we are already at the top of the tree, do not forget the root.”

“That is, when you have achieved your goals and become a great warrior, do not forget our origins when stupid. Do not bring pride, but we must be more humble and humble. Let God lift us up, not us who want to achieve it in various ways.”

All santri looked carefully.

“The figure of my bodyguard, is the best swordsman of his time. He has fought against two of the greatest kings in the land of Java, namely King Majapahit and King Pasundan. He is in the best forging sheh-sheh in the land of Java. Not only that, he also forged two incredible Hindu rishis. However, the height of his knowledge even became a burden for him, because it was difficult for him to behave asor.”

“Law, with a gallant and very mighty motion, everyone will be amazed and afraid. In fact, he didn't want that to happen. He wants to get along with others and equals. But, it is very unlikely, because of the height of his knowledge. In fact, he wanted to throw away all the knowledge learned since childhood. The mighty wants to be commoners. But that is no longer possible.”

All speechless.

“Rejo stand up, and wear your headband.”

Slowly Sunan Kembang Kuning retrained to rise, by holding onto the yellow bamboo. His sword was put on the ground.

His left arm immediately clamped the bamboo stick, so as not to fall. His hands began to tie his head with a yellow cloth.

So tied.

Slowly, the hump on the back begins to disappear, the body seems to get taller, and the muscles begin to look stocky.

Before long, stood a very handsome figure. Slowly, the dashing man took the sword, then tied it to his back.

“Well, here's my bodyguard, whom you've known all along.”

All eyes staring at the gawking. Including some students who previously knew the process of the hump.

It's so different. When hunchback, it looks frail, while when the body is sturdy, the way of its foundation is very firm and sturdy as if raining to the ground.

“He is Rejo, my bodyguard, who is none other than Sunan Kembang Kuning the hunchback. He can be your role model to be humble, quiet ing selfless, rame ing gawe. His work is sincere, but not lazy. Look.”

Santri's eyes were still glaring.

“And if Rejo still uses his sturdy body, the devil still has a very big possibility to tease him, in order to become an arrogant figure, takabbur.”

“Here is Rejo, remove your head again, because I want you to accompany with a leisurely walk. Toh Giri Kedaton not far,” said Sunan Ampel.