THE SUNAN BODYGUARD

episode 2c: Fighting Against Genderuwo

Rejo shocked by the braid.

Donosari was shocked too. Because, all this time he didn't know how Rejo's science really was. He never saw Rejo practice pencak silat. Nor has Rejo ever seen the practice of canoraganism or divinity.

Donosari turned to look towards Rejo who was standing beside her.

Donosari saw Rejo trembling.

Seeing the figure of Gondoruwo alone Rejo has begun to fear, let alone having to face the large high creature.

"If you can defeat Rejo, then you will fight Donosari" said Shech Jumadil Kubro.

Gondoruwo. He also doesn't know, how and what kind of science Rejo. All this time, he didn't feel the vibrations of Rejo's science. Gondoruwo yunya, Rejo is just an ordinary young man who can not do anything. He only accompanied Syech Jumadil Kubro.

"good. I giggled at the young man," shouted Gondoruwo in response to the challenge.

"Eit, first. If you are defeated by this young man, then you are forbidden to tempt the villagers, otherwise you just leave this village. Which one did you choose?"

"I'm going to get out of this village."

"Not going back to this village forever."

"I'll never go back."

"good. Well then, good luck."

Syech Jumadil Kubro retreated, and pulled Donosari's hand back.

"Rejo, face the gondoruwo."

"Kanjeng Shech, How is it?"

"Lho, it is precisely I who should ask you, how do you defeat the gondoruwo?"

Rejo confusion.

Gondoruwo his eyes began to glow red. Signs he's angry.

It seemed, gondoruwo wanted to immediately end the fight in a short time.

For that, he brought out his best abilities.

Two heavy hands gondoruwo raised. Although not touching, Rejo's body also lifted.

Two-handed Two-handed burly gondoruwo flicked. Rejo's body immediately shot towards the large tree.

"Break!"

Rejo's back hit the trunk of a big tree.

"Bluk!"

Rejo fell face down.

Rejo's back feels crumpled.

Rejo tried to stand up again.

Again, Gondoruwo raised his hand.

Rejo's body lifted again. This time gondoruwo directed to a large rock.

"Kanjeng Shech.

Syech Jumadil Kubro did not react.

"Let. Maybe this is a big lesson for Rejo."

"Later he could die, if his head hit that big rock."

"Death is the absolute affair of Allah swt."

Donosari.

Tensional.

He's waiting, what's going to happen.

True exists. Gondoruwo immediately shook his hand.

Rejo's body slid towards the large rock.

"Blug!"

Again, Rejo's back hit a boulder.

As soon as his body touched the ground, Rejo cried out in pain. He rolled around withstanding the pain that appeared on his back and chest.

Presumably, there were some broken ribs of Rejo.

Rejo was completely at the threshold of his consciousness.

"Donosaries. It's time, to see the power of this young man."

Donosari could not bear to see his friend groaning in pain.

"How Kanjeng Syech. This fight is over. This young man I defeated easily. So, you can't stop me from telling people to burn incense and make another offering."

"Gondoruwo, you have not killed the young man. So, the fight's not over yet."

"So, you want me to kill that young man?"

"Please take it."

This time Gondoruwo somewhat underestimated his opponent. Because, the fight that lasted this short, as if the power is lame. The opponent cannot do anything.

Suddenly, Rejo's body which was originally cornered, suddenly fell silent.

"Donosari, it's time."

Rejo's right hand grabbed a small twig. Grasped tight.

Rejo started to get up and stand up.

This time, Rejo's eyes were extremely sharp. In fact, Donosari could not recognize that what he saw was a witty Rejo.

Donosari looked at Rejo's figure with a very high murderous appetite.

Donosari also felt the flow of energy vibrations within the Rejo was very high.

Donosari.

Syech Jumadil Kubro smiled.

"This is a real fight."

Rejo's sharp eyes stared at gondoruwo. Without fear.

"Thee, thou did seek death. You will have young."

Gondoruwo raised two more hands.

However, this time Rejo's body did not lift.

Calmly, Rejo stepped towards gondoruwo.

Gondoruwo was not yet aware of the threat.

He even doubled the vibrations from his body.

Still, Rejo's body wasn't lifted.

This time, Gondoruwo began to clench his hands, and was ready to welcome the arrival of Rejo's body with a hard blow.

Once within range, gondoruwo unleashed a swift blow.

Donosari. He imagined Rejo's body would be crumbled dimly not because it was hit by a gondoruwo blow.

What happened, even beyond expectations. Rejo's bouncy body avoided the blow, and he immediately snatched the small twig.

More and more and more quickly sabetan Rejo.

Gondoruwo who was hit by the sabetan, felt tremendous pain.

If only Gondoruwo could die, of course he had died.

Because indeed gondoruwo is of the type of demon that Allah guaranteed to live until the day of the apocalypse, then, that is felt only in excruciating pain.

Wherever the gondoruwo moves, it is always pursued by Rejo with unusually strong shots.

When his body was pinched and could not avoid anymore. Rejo showered with incessant scourges.

"Repent..for geez.. I admit defeat!" yell gondoruwo.

But Rejo did not stop his attack.

He continuously grabbed the body of gondoruwo.

Syech Jumadil Kubro immediately darted closer, and held Rejo's nape.

Suddenly Rejo drooped in the call of Syech Jumadil Kubro.

"Gondoruwo, you have lost. You leave here forever."

Suddenly gondoruwo's body disappeared.

"Donosari, in Rejo's body there is one unique great power. There is an evil element, there is a good element, there is a rough element but there is a subtle element. There is a brute strength there is a soft strength. He just needs to practice to control himself. You see for yourself, how the strength of this young man."

Donosari nodded in admiration.

Rejo is laid down in a soft grass.

A few tootokan in the bloodstream, making Rejo a quick whimper.

"What's going on? Where's the gondoruwonya?"

"Do you not know?"

"To my knowledge, I was beaten by gondoruwo until my body was in unparalleled pain. After that I don't remember anything."

"You have defeated Gondoruwo with your extraordinary scientific abilities. Donosari bears witness to the greatness of your moves."

Donosari.

"Did I really beat gondoruwo?"

Syech Jumadil Kubro and Donosari nodded.

Rejo felt a warm flow in his body. His condition quickly recovered.

Rejo sit.

"Birsila, and set your breath."

Rejo obeyed, and he began to catch his breath. He began to sense, something was entering into his tailbone. At first, it was hot, and gradually it started to normalize.

"Rejo, this is actually the reason why I don't dare to be your teacher. Within you lies an extraordinary power that opposes. It is a rare talent.

Now, all you can do is, regulate when your knowledge can be made use of consciously, and eliminate the tremendous killing appetite."

Rejo.

Donosari. He could not imagine, the figure of his teacher did not dare to teach something to Rejo, who was still young. How the strength of this young man, in the years to come, Donosari did not dare to imagine.

"May he be one guardian spreader of Islam in this land of Java. With great warriors, of course Islam can be great too" Donosari said in his heart.

As if hearing Donosari's inner voice, Syech Jumadil Kubro chimed in.

"Islam was built not with the strength of a warrior, but with a noble akhlaq. Take that, Rejo and Donosari."

Donosari shocked the reeds. He chose to keep quiet.

"Science of shortness is only a means of self-defense, when there is no other way to use it. So, not the main tool. Remember that."

"Donosari and Rejo. Remember, Islam is still small in Java. Challenges and obstacles must be up against us. Everyone needs a shake. Remember, the Prophet when he introduced Islam, how fierce the Quraish had been. We-we're nothing compared to him. For that, never give up. We must continue to preach. Especially you Donosari, who will preach here. Must be tough."

After saying that, Syech Jumadil Kubro invited Rejo to leave.

Donosari. He did not expect that the Master would immediately say goodbye.

Rejo was also shocked, because his body still did not recover one hundred percent.

"Yes, we're leaving. Don't delay time any more. Let's go west, to look for Kakang Subakir," asked Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Rejo did not dare to argue.

He tried to get up from his seat.

Donosari kissed the teacher's hand, and Syech Jumadil Kubro immediately stepped away.

Rejo followed. His chest was still painful because there were some ribs broken due to the impact.

Rejo. He tried to keep going slowly.

Donosari followed with a puzzled look, until the two were nowhere to be seen around the corner.

Donosari lives alone, near a large tree formerly inhabited by gondoruwo.

"Gondoruwo, come. Fight me" cried Donosari towards the big tree.

But the one who was shouted did not appear.

Donosari immediately opened the course, and began to practice pencak silat, which he did not train for a long time.

Indeed, all this time Donosari prefers to be a hermit, so that the movement pencak silatnya back stiff.

This was done after seeing the fight between Rejo and Gondoruwo.

"If I had not trained any more pencak silat, how would I have faced the challenge of the enemies of Islam? My responsibilities are huge in this village."

After training several courses, Donosari was forced to stop his training, because his breathing was dull. He stepped straight towards the mosque.

In the mosque, there are already several worshippers. Seeing Donosari walking alone, the villagers wondered where Syech Jumadil Kubro and Rejo were going.

"Rear, where are Kanjeng Shech and Rejo?"

"Continuing the journey to find Kanjeng Shech Subakir, which is to deliver Rejo to find a figure who will be used as a teacher."

"So, is Kakang Donosari the one who will teach us about Islam?"

Donosari.

Residents of the village just realized, that Donosari is a figure who was assigned to become a teacher in teaching Islam in the village of Jero Cliff.

Not only that, Donosari also invited villagers to practice pencak silat. Every time after Isya prayer, Donosari invited the men in the village to practice pencak silat. In addition to practicing alone, Donosari also teaches pencak silat to villagers.

Indeed, actually in the village of Jero Cliff there are warriors, but, when tested against, it turns out that the village warriors can be defeated easily by Donosari.

The new villagers find out that Donosari has a high level of pencak silat science. And Donosari also sincerely teaches all the knowledge that is owned by anyone in the village.

"This is very important, because Islam is still very little. Around us there are still many Hindus, Buddhists, or who worship trees. For those who are celira it is okay, but, of course, there are some who are evil, and will hurt us. For that, pencak silat science is needed to defend themselves" said Donosari.

All the villagers who became converts, very enthusiastic to learn new knowledge from the Donosari. Including village lurah, preferring tawaduk, and was about to hand over his position to Donosari. "Don't, Mr. Lurah. Let me give life to the pesantren and the mosque only" replied Donosari.

Slowly, Jero Gorge is increasingly known as the Islamic village. The challenge is increasingly evident, the neighbors of the village who still adhere to Hinduism, often make a tantrum and often clash because of related beliefs.

Donosari appears as a responsible leader. If there is a clash between villages, often Donosari challenges the duel, to minimize the casualties. All the battles won by Donosari.

This makes the people of Jero Village feel very safe, because it has a very responsible leader. Even so, residents are increasingly active in practicing pencak silat under the direction of Donosari. Generally, they become highly capable warriors, and are circumspect.

In fact, one person from the village of Jero Cliff, almost certainly can knock down two or three warriors from other villages.

This also caused Jero Crash Village to be highly respected. Calling as a resident of Jero Cliff Village is enough to be a guarantee of security on the streets.

It also became a quite encouraging Islamic shiar. Every day, there are people who come to Jero Gorge to be taught about Islam. Indeed, generally, at first they judge that Islam is a canoragan science, because everyone who claims Islam, generally a warrior of choice.

However, after entering the 'pesantren' in the Jero Gorge, they finally understood that the so-called Islam was a religion, just like Hinduism or Buddhism. Even so, they generally do not want to re-convert to Hinduism. They chose to continue to follow the religion of Islam.

Donosari although managed to develop the religion of Islam, but his life remains simple. Living on the edge of the river, and relying on looking for fish to connect life. And then dedicate his whole life to the people.

What about Syech Jumadil Kubro and Rejo?

They continued their journey west. Rejo who suffered limping injuries followed the steps of the hobbled Syech Jumadil Kubro.

"Rejo's. Broken ribs, they're not painful for you. Come on, you're young. I'm old and I'm limping, when did you lose? Let's go faster."

Rejo immediately quickened his pace, while holding on to the side of his painful chest.

The pain in his ribs grew stronger.

"Come, you can!"

Rejo hastened his pace.

Surprisingly, although Rejo has accelerated his pace, he can not also pursue Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Rejo.

"Come on. What makes you weak!"

This time, Rejo was no longer walking, but had already started running.

Still can't catch up to Syech Jumadil Kubro.

The pain in Rejo's chest was getting more and more unstoppable.

His head suddenly dizzy. He almost fainted.

Syech Jumadil Kubro would not stop. Just slowing down.

"Come on... Rejo's."

"I'm not strong, Kanjeng Shech..."

The breath of Rejo.

"Because you think that you are not strong."

"Really, I'm not strong anymore."

"Really, you are still strong! Come on."

Rejo finally chose to stop, and leaned against the asem tree, while breathing.

Syech Jumadil Kubro kept going.

"If you walk like that, you will never be able to pursue me forever. Change the way you walk, and the way you breathe."

Syech Jumadil Kubro kept going. Rejo gasped while leaning against the asem tree.

"Changing how to walk and breathe? What's that supposed?"

Rejo thought hard.

"Maybe, what I meant was, my mind was split because of the pain in my chest. All right, I'll take this chest pain."

Rejo immediately sat cross-legged, tried to calm himself, tried to set his breath as relaxed as possible.

Then, Rejo concentrated on being able to brush off the pain in his chest. And for a long time the pain was indeed weakened and almost disappeared.

Now, Rejo's breath is directed to maximum strength so that he can walk fast so that he can catch up with Syech Jumadil Kubro.

For a long time, Rejo's body felt fit and felt light.

"I'm ready."

Rejo got up, and immediately ran towards the direction where Syech Jumadil Kubro left him.

The figure of the Shech mulait is visible. Rejo hastened his pace.

Distance is getting closer.

Surprisingly, Rejo still can not pursue Syech Jumadil Kubro. Just a few fathoms away.

Rejo tightened his pace.

Syech Jumadil Kubro is still in front of him.

Rejo did not despair. He kept accelerating his pace.

However, suddenly, Syech Jumadil Kubro stopped his steps.

Rejo just woke up.

He immediately nodded.

His chest feels broken.

From his tailbone it feels hot.

"Enter your knowledge to your tailbone. The key inside. Let's get the wudlu soon, "saych Jumadil Kubro.

Rejo just woke up.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, breathing in.

And tried to lock his knowledge in his tailbone.

After feeling normal, he immediately went to take water wudlu, because Syech Jumadil Kubro was ready in the ceper stone to lead the prayer.

Rejo was relieved and soon became a master.

After praying, it seems Rejo wants to ask immediately, but Syech Jumadil Kubro invites wiridan.

And, the wires are very long.

Rejo did not dare to interrupt. Although he joined the wiridan, but his mind was not focused.

Rejo wants to be finished quickly, and wants to ask Syech Jumadil Kubro a lot of things.

But, that goes on and on.

Rejo follows wirid.

Until the time of prayer comes again.

They prayed again, and continued wiridan again.

Rejo thought, surely soon wiridan finished.

But, in fact, it's not finished.

Rejo still joined the wiridan, but was no longer excited.

Wiridan is not finished.

Finally, Rejo was desperate.

Until the prayer time is mandatory again.

Rejo is lunglai. For hours they just sit on the stone and wiridan. Though, in Rejo's mind, a lot will be asked.

After the prayer, wiridan again. Rejo followed.

Rejo. But, he did not dare to get out of his seat.

This time, Rejo chose to be quiet, not to participate.

Syech Jumadil Kubro remains wiridan.

Rejo. Dingy. Finally asleep.

Rejo woke up again, at midnight.

Syech Jumadil Kubro invites tahajud prayers.

Rejo immediately took the wudlu, then began to pray.

After the prayer, Syech Jumadil Kubro went to sleep.

In fact, Rejo was enthusiastic to ask. So, he broke his intention. Rejo opted for his own wiridan, until dawn.

After the early morning congregational prayers, Rejo was very sure, his temperament must be short, and he would ask Syech Jumadil Kubro. But in fact, the wiridannya still long, until the time of prayer dluha.

They pray again. Wiridan again.

"Yes Allah. Kanjeng Syech since yesterday wiridan continued, of course there is a point. Not because my factors are wrong. Maybe I'm less sincere in wiridan because I want to ask immediately. Astarghfirullah's. O Allah, forgive your servant" said Rejo.

Suddenly Syech Jumadil Kubro looked back, smiling.

Before long, the ceremony was terminated.

Rejo's chest was pounding.

"Rejo's. What happens is that you are overcome with lust. And just now, you defeated your own lust," said Shech Jumadil Kubro.

Rejo.

Rejo.

"Rejo, young men your age, live mostly in emotional instability. So it is only natural that you also cannot wait to ask questions immediately. However, the lesson you can take now is, patience is the key and trust is provision. When patience and trust are in the heart, then we can control lust," said Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Rejo silently looked down.

"Now, what do you want to ask?"

Rejo.

"Behold Rejo, that lust cannot be destroyed, for it is the sunnatullah, but it can be controlled. Only one man can control lust, the Prophet Muhammad. This cannot be separated from the command of Allah to the angels to wash the heart of the Prophet when he was a child. Whereas we, the ummah, are obliged to fight against lust, for it is the greatest jihad, even defeating the battle of the apostle Badr."

"Rejo, when the lust of man was lifted in him, then, he went mad. Therefore, the madman is relieved of all duty until he recovers from madness. The madman is not because of his lost brain ability, because he can still walk, eat, smile, even get angry without his juntrungan. The madman is because his passions and wits in him are uprooted by Allah swt."

"Then, is malaika crazy? Because angels have no lust? No, really not. Angels were created by God as creatures who worship until the end of time, and the reason possessed by angels is very much limited. Adam, who was given knowledge by Allah, was very easy to memorize because it was given reason by Allah. With that sense, man is asked to be able to control his lust."

"So, if there is an angkara lust, anger lust, lust or any other lust, basically, the human being is weak in reason. He seems to think when he only uses his brain, not his mind. He's not actually thinking."

"Rejo, you know, that lust is in the heart, not in the brain or in the mind. If we try to keep our hearts devoted to God, then lust has no place, even though it remains in the heart. You understand, Rejo?"

Rejo nodded slowly.

"Now, what do you want to ask?"

Rejo.

"Remember Rejo, when our hearts are solemn, there is no place for Satan to tempt this heart. Satan will direct temptation into our minds. Many people are strong enough to overcome the temptations of the devil in their hearts, but very weak when the devil directs the temptations in their minds. When the person is strong in his heart and mind, then the devil will direct the temptation to those around him. The point is, it'll never stop that demon teasing humans."

Rejo.

"Please understand what I am saying. I leave you here alone. Don't leave here if you haven't found the answer. I'll come back here to see you, one day. We cannot seek Kakang Subakir as long as you do not understand how to overcome the temptations of the devil."

Rejo nodded slowly.

Syech Jumadil Kubro is leaving.

Rejo is alone now. He doesn't know what to do.

Rejo sat back down. Lean on the big rock.

His eyes stared at the departure of Syech Jumadil Kubro until lost in the corner.

"Overcoming the temptations of the devil. What then must Satan tempt against this self? Don't I have nothing, I don't do anything. No enemies. No desire whatsoever, except to meet Syech Subakir."

Rejo sat pensively. And he tried to drive away the quiet by looking at the fish that were swimming, the water lizard, the stone forms at times, the washed-out leaves. Everything seems meaningless.

"What do I do?"

This was Rejo's question for up to five days. He just fills the daily life for prayer, meditation, and sitting pensive.

Rejo wracked at the meeting.

"The invisible devil, let's seduce me. I want to know, how you seduce this self," Rejo cried like a madman.

But the screams were just screams.

Rejo has yet to find or feel himself seduced by the invisible demon.

Rejo's getting more and more unmanageable. Her hair was full, her clothes were no longer clean. Rejo suffered from high-level genius. He could not go anywhere because it was forbidden by Syech Jumadil Kubro.

Even so, he still carries out his duties as a Muslim. He never leaves prayers and prayers.

When his saturation was already at an unsaved level, Rejo cried out himself to challenge the demon to tempt him. He was very curious, how the demon could tempt him.

Rejo began to have no self-control. He moved around that way. The science that was locked in his tailbone, came out with maximum force.

His movements contained energy in a high level.

Countless times the stones were broken due to direct blows or long-range blows from Rejo.

Large stones that were originally arranged beautifully by nature, now become small fragments, crushed irregularly.

The fallen trees were hit by Rejo's blow.

Rejo really is like a madman.

"Come demon, seduce me. Or you who are damned are hit by me. Come outside. Come tempt me!" shout Rejo.

His movements grew more violent, and could not be stopped.

Uniquely, when the time of prayer arrived, Rejo realized. He immediately took the water and prayed.

After praying he wiridan enough.

Next, he waited for the seduced demon.

Until one moment, after the prayer, Rejo wiridan hasbunallah wanikmal vice, nikmal maula wanikman nasir.

For some reason, Rejo said this prayer hundreds of times, and seemed unable to stop.

In between him and that, his eyes were staring at a pair of deer approaching the river.

Apparently, the deer was about to drink water, but was soon undone. On the other side of the river was a tiger watching with sharp eyes.

The thirsty male deer dared to drink, while the female deer, which had retreated from the river's lips was about five spears away, watched with frightened eyes.

The tiger was very keenly staring, and was ready to hit the shallow river to hunt the stag.

Not to mention the mouth of the male deer drinking water, the tiger moved very quickly lunged.

The male deer managed to turn around.

Running around with the doe.

This pair of deer survived.

The tiger stared at Rejo.

Rejo is getting ready to be attacked. By preparing the energy within. The science that was on his tail bone started to come out. There's a warm stream bursting all over Rejo's body.

Rejo got up from his sitting position, and started to open up.

The hungry tiger walked slowly towards Rejo.

Rejo did not move, but was ready to face all the risks.

The distance between Rejo and the tiger was a spear. Tiger stopped. His tongue poked out, with a sharp eye gaze towards Rejo.

Slowly, the tiger turned around, headed to its original place, and hid behind a bush, to wait for other animals to drink the river water.

"Oh, why didn't the tiger prey on me? Let's not be afraid of the science that I have prepared to deal with it. What a great science."

Without realizing it, there was pride in Rejo for making tigers afraid of him.

Amongst that pride, he looked around.

He saw the trees that fell, he saw the river that became sloping because the big stones had been crushed all hit by his blow.

The river became very open.

Rejo stared with blinking eyes.

His mouth began to recite the same letter.

Gradually, Rejo began to realize the descent of his direction to him.

"Astaghfiullah! This is actually the temptation of the devil! God, why didn't I realize it from the beginning. Azaghfirullahaladzim."

Rejo immediately cried a mouthful. The cry grew longer and made Rejo's eyes moist.

The young man who has just grown up has learned a great lesson.

"O Allah, so great was Satan's temptation to me, that I made such a great sin. O Allah, forgive your servant."

Rejo only realized, actually from the beginning, since Syech Jumadil Kubro left, he was tempted by demons. That is, he seems to perform prayers and wirid, but actually salat and wirid it is no more just as an obligation. Satan kept teasing him, by instilling in Rejo's heart, that he was waiting for the devil's temptation. Then, the devil gave rise to saturation in Rejo. And when the saturation had peaked, then the devil easily possessed Rejo's body. His punch smashed the stones times and toppled the big trees.

"O Allah, this is how Satan tempts me."

"With the fall of trees and the destruction of rocks, the weak animals were no longer comfortable drinking water. They were being watched by a hungry tiger. There is no more hidden place. Previously, they were safe to drink water because it was protected by large stones, now they can no longer. They are no longer safe to take shelter behind a big tree because it has fallen."

"O Allah, I have corrupted this world. I can't bring back the big stones, because they're destroyed. O Allah, forgive this servant. O Allah, how should I apologize to the trees I have fallen not for rights, nor to the weak animals now afflicted with fear. O Allah, give the servant a way out."

Rejo cried until he was exhausted and fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, Rejo fell asleep for two days and two nights.

When he woke up, Rejo felt his body very fresh.

He did not know that he had been asleep for two days.

Seen around. He saw the dead male deer lying near the times. His body is no longer intact. Apparently, the tiger has been eating it.

Seeing this, Rejo came back crying.

He's moving right away.

Rejo is determined to restore the position of the stones again.

So, Rejo began to straddle small-sized stones first, to be moved around the weak animal drinking area.

The tiger remains hidden in the bushes across the river.

When Rejo had to lift a rock the size of a buffalo, Rejo opened his knowledge, and tried to lift.

Rejo does not yet know whether the stone that looks as big as a buffalo that the bottom is stuck deep in the ground, or the power is less large.

Incidentally failing to lift it, Rejo multiplies his inner strength. Unfortunately, so held Rejo's hand, duar! The stone was broken to pieces.

Rejo looking for another big rock. This time, his inner power was reduced. But he couldn't lift it.

"How's this? With great force, the stone was crushed, but with little force the stone was unable to lift."

Rejo tried to find a way so that he could break the boulders into the area around the wild animal drinking place. Experiment with various inherited knowledge from Resi Swadaraya or Resi Hitu Dawiya. The hard science of the legacy of the Resi Swadaraya used turned out to make the stone destroyed, but when the soft science of the heritage of the Hitu Resi exhibited, the stone was not lifted.

These two high-level schools of science from Hinduism, unable to move the large stones with 'safe' and not destroyed. Even so, Rejo occasionally felt tremendous heat from inside his body, because practicing the science of Hinduism.

Many large stones have been victims of energy violence in Rejo. And, this makes a rock as big as a buffalo increasingly visible a little around Rejo.

"I have never had the knowledge of Islam at all, except for some prayers and worship. How'this?"

After a day of failure, Rejo had to stop his efforts to move large stones. This is done because the number of large stones is only a few seeds.

"I can't be rash. The big stone only has a few seeds. I had to lift it. If it fails and the stone is crushed, then, I have to lift the large stones from a more distant location. O God, show me the way, give me a hint," muttered Rejo himself.

The young man Rejo chose to rest on the sidelines of times. In fact, it was in Rejo's mind to kill the tiger who always threatened the weak animal. However, Rejo has yet to find a reason for the right to do so.

Rejo glared, daydreamed, and sometimes interspersed with serious thinking.

Until finally, he remembered the only job for Syech Jumadil Kubro's man, which was to make a pond in Jurang Jero Village.

"Didn't I ever get ordered to build a pool. Didn't I start from excavations as big as the soles of the feet, until finally I can make a very large pool."

"That means, I have to start from the smallest job first, which is to make a hole as big as the soles of the feet. It is possible that I can lift a large stone by patiently finding a way, from the lightest first. Fine, I'll try it tomorrow morning," muttered Rejo excitedly.

Rejo finally tried. He wanted to seriously learn about how to lift a rock as big as a buffalo, but the stone was not crushed. Rejo took some coir and leaves.

Tried felt the weight of the coir and the leaf. Rejo did not immediately change to look for heavier objects, if he could not feel the weight of the coir and leaves.

Rejo concentrated high so that he could feel the weight of this high object.

Indeed, at first, for Rejo, the two things did not weigh at all.

Long time he fondled the two objects, but not yet known the weight. Tang occurs whether Rejo's hands even tingling and tiredness.

Rejo thinks and concentrates hard, in order to feel the weight of these two light objects.

For a long time concentrating, Rejo was finally able to smile.

"I found a way. I hope I'm not wrong. If you want to put the lid into the ground, of course you have to use the equivalent power of the lid. It is impossible to throw a stick in the ground with elephant power, or to be stepped on the feet of an elephant. Of course the lid will be broken, if not so, of course the elephant does not feel any tread. I know what I have to do. Alhamdulillah, hopefully this is the first step I can lift a rock as big as a buffalo."

Rejo relaxed his arm. One hand takes the coir and leaves, then put in the relaxed hand earlier. Doesn't feel the weight.

"Why is that?"

Rejo thought back.

"Don't, because one other hand I put on raised. This means, I exert a much greater energy than just lifting coir or leaves. That is, I should not lift leaves or coir, in order to really feel the weight of the leaves and coir. All right, I tried it."

Rejo got up, his eyes started to look up. He chose large, small-leaved trees, and the leaves often fell off.

Right under the tree of the bidara Rejo sits cross-legged. His body was made as relaxed as possible. Two palms are placed on the knees, with the hands open up.

Rejo's eyes closed, and he managed to breathe as smoothly as possible.

Hope Rejo, there is a fallen bidara leaf that perched in his hand.

There is very little speculation that could happen.

The upshot. Also true. That day, not a single bidara leaf fell right on his two palms.

Indeed, the bidara tree was a lot of shedding its small leaves, but not a single one that fell right in the palm of Rejo's hand.

Rejo still did not want to change his method. The next day, he did the same thing, in the hope that there was a bidara leaf that fell into his hand.

Nil again.

One moment, Rejo remained concentrated with his eyes closed, he felt nothing. However, when he opened his eyes, Rejo was shocked. On his open palm, there was a sheet of bidara leaves.

"Why don't I feel any bidara leaves in this hand? When do these leaves sit on your hands?"

Rejo.

He immediately closed his eyes again. Concentrate on two open palms.

Until the afternoon, not a single leaf had perched on his palm.

Rejo stopped his efforts. He took a break and relaxed around the times, putting his two feet in water.

Mind empty.

At that moment, a mosquito flew around his neck. Surely, Rejo's eyes didn't see.

Rejo's hands were reflexively moving, and like scooping something.

Rejo himself was shocked.

As soon as his hand was opened, there was a dead mosquito squashed.

Rejo looked at the mosquito.

"How could I have caught a mosquito around my neck, when I didn't see, didn't hear the sound of flying, didn't even know there were mosquitoes. Why would that be?"

Rejo tries to do it again, but with full concentration. There are lots of mosquitoes around it. Sometimes Rejo's catch does hit, but more often missed.

Rejo again made himself as relaxed as possible, but his mind was directed to catch mosquitoes. However, the result was that not a single mosquito was caught.

"What is the difference between relaxing and concentrating? When I concentrate, I can still catch mosquitoes even though I can't always, but when I relax, I can't catch mosquitoes at all. Then, how can I catch a mosquito with a reflex, even if I don't see it?"

Rejo concluded, the maximum result when the body reacts reflexively, not contrived.

So Rejo went back under the tree. Made himself as sleek as possible. Eyes closed. He almost fell asleep.

As a result, he felt some whirling wind being torn apart by something.

The extremely fine wind swirling, coming from the fallen bidara leaves broke the wind around him.

Rejo remains relaxed and relaxed.

And reflexively, Rejo's two hands suddenly moved.

Rejo himself was shocked. As soon as he opened his eyes, in the two palms of Rejo there were bidara leaves.

"Oh. That's secret! I knew. The extremely gentle whirring of the wind emerged from the fallen bidara leaves and rubbed against the surrounding air. If I know the direction of falling bidara leaves, then I will also know the weight of these leaves. Because, it will be illustrated by how strong the wind whirring that I can catch with this ear. All right, I'll try."