BROMOCORAS
Pokokae Seneng

Nearly two weeks had passed since the day Ajimukti met Nugroho at the Correctional Institution. After that, Baron and Suko release Warsito, which they had detained on Prastowo's orders. There was no movement from Nugroho after the incident. All went well without any more worries happening as before.

This morning, the atmosphere was so bright. The sky above the pesantren was bright blue with white clouds hanging beautifully. The sun has not fully appeared, birds chirping among the branches of trees in the courtyard of the pesantren mosque also look boisterous filling the morning. Butterflies with their beautiful wings also appear to fly between several flowers that thrive on several sides of the yard, leaves that are still wet by the dew overnight, make the butterfly feel at home for a long time around it.

Ajimukti is preparing on the terrace waiting for Manan who is also preparing. Not far from him, Sobri seemed to be enjoying a cigarette in his hand.

"Sampeyan didn't really come, Kang?" Ask Ajimukti while wearing his shoes.

"No, Gus. I just want to be here. The passage here Gus Faruq also must be the hassles of the time of njengan not exist." Sahut Sobri while still enjoying his cigarette.

Ajimukti nodded, "There's something I want to say if you don't come to Jogja, Kang." Said later.

"What is that, Gus?" Sobri asked a little curiously.

"Regarding Dik Ajeng, Kang." Said Ajimukti who had finished wearing his shoes and now grabbed a pack of cigarettes on the table in front of him.

"Ajengs? Is it with him, Gus?" Ask Sobri enthusiastically as soon as Ajimukti mentioned the name.

Ajimukti smiled and then lit a cigarette that he had held.

"I know the sampeyan is starting to harbor the same feelings Ajeng. Yes, I hope that someday I can really take care of him." Say Ajimukti after that.

Sobri smiled pias, "I can only give up all the same God, Gus. Also the teaching itself. No matter how human feelings cannot be forced." Said heavy.

"I'm sure, Kang. When Dik Ajeng saw the seriousness that was on the sampeyan. He'll be able to sincerely accept sampeyan, Kang." Say Ajimukti while still enjoying cigarettes in his hands.

Sobri seemed to sigh, "Can I mature, Gus. But sorry in advance if I'm stuck."

"Tell me, Kang. If sampeyan hides like this. It's the same as the sampeyan doesn't think we're brothers." Sahut Ajimukti later.

"Actually... Actually Ajeng already has a mooring of his own heart, Gus. And I'm not sure if I can win Ajeng's heart with the state of Ajeng's heart that has been filled by someone." Sobri's voice this time sounded heavy.

Ajimukti smiled, "I know what sampeyan means, Kang. I am not blind to see the world around me. I'm quite sensitive. But I just want to make Dik Ajeng no more than my sister, just like sampeyan and Manan. I want to embrace all as my brother's brother."

"So you know that already, Gus?" Sobri asked in surprise.

Ajimukti nodded, "As I said, Kang. I was also sensitive enough to read Dik Ajeng's attitude to me at every opportunity to meet."

"But that doesn't mean I want to disappoint Dik Ajeng, Kang. By Allah, there is not even such intention in my heart. I just want Dik Ajeng to get the best for him. But that does not mean I consider myself not good for Dik Ajeng. It's just that my feelings for Dik Ajeng are like the feelings of my brother to his sister. I don't want to change that feeling, Kang. It would be very sinful to put my heart on a woman I already consider to be my own sister." Ajimukti this time seemed serious in explaining about his feelings.

Sobri just nodded, "I understand, Gus. I'm sorry."

Ajimukti sighed, "I also think about this sometimes, Kang. How will I explain to Dik Ajeng. Because sometimes what people think is not the same as what we think."

"That's why I'm sure that someday he can definitely win his heart Dik Ajeng. Slowly shifting my position in his heart Dik Ajeng. That way, Dik Ajeng can finally accept me as his Brother without any frills of the sense that it shouldn't." Continue Ajimukti later.

"God willing, Gus. I'll help you with this." Sahut Sobri later.

"No, Kang. Don't do that to help me. Do it for the sakeyan and Dik Ajeng with the permission of Allah. Because it would sound petty if I sacrifice the sampeyan just so that Dik Ajeng is not disappointed and hate me." Say Ajimukti while smiling.

"Good, Gus. I can understand all. Pangestunipun njenengan mawon." Sahut Sobri then smiled.

At that moment Manan was already seen walking towards them. Ajimukti immediately stood up from his seat.

"Have, Nan?" Ask Manan as Manan approaches.

"Already, Jik. Just leaving." Manan Cengengesan.

"Yes, Kang. We're leaving first." Ajimukti to Sobri.

"Be careful, Gus. Let me know as soon as I get to Jogja." Sobri said to Manan.

Ajimukti just nodded, then immediately walked towards his car.

"It's not good for a Gus to bring his own car. Better sit quietly let me take the car." Manan held Ajimukti when he was about to open the front door, Ajimukti just laughed at Manan's attitude.

"Kang Manan, I have Guse." Sobri said to Manan who was ready to sit behind the wheel.

"Ready, Kang. I make sure Ajik is okay with me." Sahut Manan still looks grim.

Shortly Ajimukti and Manan also passed leaving the Hidayah Cottage area.

"So what was it with Kang Sobri, Jik?" Ask Manan in the middle of their journey.

"It's just about feelings." Sahut Ajimukti while laughing a little.

"Feelings?" Manan frowned, "Who feeling, Jik? You make me curious." Next later.

"Yes, about Kang Sobri and me between him, Nan." Ajimukti.

"Him? You mean, Jik?" Manan was increasingly curious about Ajimukti's answer.

"Yes, who else, Nan. You already know so do you still want to pretend not to know?" Say Ajimukti while glancing at Manan.

Manan gulps.

"The main thing if I talk to Kang Sobri about feelings is that he must be Nan. Cook still needs marjik again, Nan?" Ajimukti had his head down.

Manan nodded. "So you already know, Jik?"

"As I've already said with Kang Sobri as well, Nan. I'm quite sensitive to the circumstances around me."

Manan then simply fell silent. At least his worries are a little less at the moment, and he believes Ajimukti will have a solution for all about the current sense struggle.

"What's the matter, Nan? Is there something we want to discuss? Why do you seem to be nervous, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti later.

"Come, Jik." Manan grimaced later.

Ajimukti smiled, "Remember, Nan. Alaa Inna auliyaa' allaahi laa khaufun 'alaihim walaa hum yahzanuun. Verily, the guardians of Allah have no concern for them nor are they grieved."

Manan immediately laughed, "I'm not God's guardian, Jik."

"Don't get it wrong, Nan. Only God has the right to determine who is entitled to be His guardian. Now you are pessimistic, but who knows, God will choose you to be his guardian. Who knows?" Ajimukti.

"Aamiin, Nick. If that's true, it's because of your prayer."

"It's not because of my prayer, Nan. But it is indeed the level of your faith and devotion that is worthy of being the guardian of Allah." Ajimukti timpal.

Manan only then smiled.

"But it's not about the guardians I'm talking about here, Nan. But the good nature contained in that verse. One of the good qualities includes never having fear, anxiety, and that's what we have to emulate, Nan. Because if we have a sense of uneasiness that long can make us not the same ridho qada' and qadar. So I'm cheerful, Nan."

Manan nodded, "But can't humans still be far from anxiety and fear, Jik?" Ask later.

Ajimukti laughed, "It's true, Nan. Just like me, I also often feel hard, anxious, afraid in certain things, but yes I force, Nan. Because if long time I keep it will only make me not ridho with qada' and qadar. So yo tak pekso seneng, change suwe suwe kulino, Nan. Well, how is it, to be happy just to be forced. So now I rarely difficult, even have a brother who is not clear as you alone I can not be difficult.saking wis kulino." A little laugh this time.

Manan also heard that he would not want to laugh.

"Anyway, Nan. Glad it was worship. Wis arep piye kabane essential seneng. Because of the nature of the guardian it is laa khaufun 'alaihim walaa hum yahzanuun." Ajimukti looks smiling with his position still leaning.

"Ready, Jik. Pokok'e seneng." Manan laughed afterwards.

"You know crazy people, don't you, Nan?" Ask Ajimukti later

Manan nodded.

"Many of the Waliyullah who actually look like crazy, they are the Guardians of Jadzab. Put an example like Uways Al-Qarny, of course you already know the story about him?"

Manan once nodded, "Well, this attracts Jik when he has spoken to the guardian like this. There was once a person who asked me about the true existence of Mayor Madjzub. Until now I haven't been able to learn about it, Jik."

Ajimukti smiled, "Look, Nan. To answer that question, we must first understand the division of regional maqam in the perspective of Sufism science studies. Believing the existence of a chosen human being who is a lover of Allah is one of the main teachings in Islam. Beloved of Allah or commonly known as Waliyullah are the chosen ones who have a special closeness with Allah Subhanahu Wata’ala. As described in the Qur'an the letter of Jonah the sixty-second verse I had spoken."

"Then, Nan. This group of Waliyullah in the view of al-Tawasuf is divided into three broad categories, namely, Sufi Guardians, Wali Malamatiyyah, and Wali Djazab or also often called Wali Madjzub. Although later in the Sufi domain, there are guardians who act as Mayor Mashhur, who is a guardian known among the community and also Guardians of Mastur, which is a hidden guardian. The guardians of the Sufis are made up of recognisable guardians of the maqam and his rank, such as the Wali Qutbul Ghauts, Ghauts, Quthbul Aqtab, Quthub, Imamah, Badal or Budala, Nuqaba, Nujaba, Autad, etc, and there are many other departures, according to Imam Ibn Arabi. It is also mentioned by Shaykh Yusuf an-Nabhani in the book of Jaamie Karamatil Awliya."

Manan gawked at Ajimukti's explanation, "As soon as you are, Jik. I didn't think." Praise Manan later.

Ajimukti smiled, "The results never betray the effort, Nan. I only often have knowledge, so I don't know. It takes effort to know."

"Dine, Jik. Continue to." Manan is getting excited behind the wheel.

"So where I forgot, Nan." Ajimukti looks scratching his head.

Manan laughed, "Emmm, Maqam rank, Jik." Chirps Manan remembers.

"Emmm, let me continue, Nan. These Waliyullah carry out various tasks each and are given privileges by God by having different karamah, Nan. The path taken by them is none other than reaching Makrifatullah. In the science of tasawwuf, there are two ways to reach this makrifat." Ajimukti.

"Two roads, Jik. What is it, Jik?" Tanya Manan looked more enthusiastic.

"Two roads, Nan. First, Suluk. This road is a normal choice of road. A person who practices Sufism indirectly is also referred to as salik. Well, the second one, you ask, is Jadzab or Madjzub. This road is a special road that not just anyone can practice, only special people who are selected can take this road. These two paths to Makrifatullah, simply illustrated in the book Nasihah al-Murid fi Thariq guru as-Suluk wa at-Tajrid, Nan. The book later in the pesantren I showed, I happen to have the book." Continue Ajimukti now while grabbing the cigarette wrapper and opening the window of his car.

Manan only shook his head lightly, with Ajimukti's explanation, he had a little more picture, even more than he expected.

"Citing a little from the book, Nan. We need to know that jadzab and suluk are like trees. The jadzab tree has roots and stalks, as well as the tree also has roots and stalks. Each root and stalk of both trees has a fruit. The root of the jadzab tree is an occult science of laduni, and the fruit of the stalk of the jadzab tree is when the person who is old gets Allah's command to tell something kun fa yakun, the, everything is pure gift from God. While the roots of the tree can make a fruitful tree with Science that dzahir or look, Nan. And the stalk bears fruit with a dhahir charity, though the one who practices the practices of the sorcerer and the old man is different, the one who practices the practices of the sorcerer worships behind the curtain of the barrier from God, and the one who practices the sorcerer, jadzab is not among any barriers. The message from Allah was directly upon them, and the worship of them was immediately upon Allah. Up here you understand no?" Ask Ajimukti later.

Manan frowned, "Meaning in other words, based on that reference, the person who practices the practice of magic is still under the person who has arrived at the jadzab phase huh, Jik?" Ask later.

Ajimukti nodded, "Right, Nan. Jadzab is apparently a divine trait. When in the old age, it will really appear the nature of God and someone is able to feel it. People who are in the state of madzab often do acts beyond the common sense of man, Nan. For what they do in the state of jadzab is beyond their capacity as human beings."

"That's why many Jadzab Guardians behave like crazy huh, Jik?" Tanya Manan plain.

Ajimukti nodded, "But even so, Nan. It is worth distinguishing between people who do strange things or khaariq al-aadah because it is really jadzab with people who only pretend to be jadzab. Many of them are also njadzab. Naji has not yet been khatam." Ajimukti then laughed.

Manan also laughed, "Then how do you tell the difference, Jik?" Ask later.

"Well, look, Nan. To mark the difference between these two people is quite simple, namely by looking at the behavior of the person after the condition is awake. If during normal conditions, he always berzikir and worship and away from worldly things that are profane, then certainly the oddity he did was to depart from Maqam Jadzab. Well, on the contrary, if someone after normal conditions is closer to things that are worldly and likes to get closer to people who have worldly ambitions, he said, then it can be ascertained that the strangeness he did not start from the state of jadzab. But only limited to deceit that he did to attract the attention of others. The difference between these two characteristics as described in the discussion of dancing during remembrance is described in the book Zad al-Muslim fi ma Ittafaqa ‘alaihi al-Bukhari wa Muslim, Nan." Ajimukti.

Manan nodded, "You have the book too, Jik?" Ask again.

"There is, but it seems to be in Kang Sobri. You can ask her later." Ajimukti.

"A little I quote from that passage, Nan. There it is said, that dancing at the time of remembrance is not part of the teachings of the Shari'a and is not part of good ethics. This action cannot be used as an excuse to be justified by anyone except for special people from among the congregation.

According to some circles of Sufi scholars jadzab has certain signs, Nan. Which distinguishes between the true acts of the madzab, and the actions that depart from playfulness and deceit in the presence of man.

They said that the man who was a priest when he realized he had turned away from the world and faced to think of Allah and worship Him. So the attitude of the jadzab is the real attitude of jadzab, his act of dancing while dhikr is considered udzur.

Whereas when after waking up from the jadzab and finished dancing during dhikr, someone then faces the world and feels good to meet people who are tempted by the world. Until there is no difference between himself and the person who is tempted by the world in his actions and playfulness, so he is a person who plays around and lies over his claims of immorality while dancing and joking, he is part of the person who makes his religion as a game and jest."

"Nauzubillah, Nick." Manan geleng. "That is to say, it can be concluded that jadzab is a state when a person has been separated in his capacity as a human being because it is clearly visible to him the qualities of God or tajalli huh, Jik? And all the strangeness of the deeds done in the conditions of the madzab begins with the guidance of God, is it, Jik?" Ask later.

"Rubber, Nan. The person who has arrived at Maqam Jadzab is then commonly known as Majdzub. While the community knows people who have arrived at this maqam called Wali Jadzab or Wali Majdzub. And this person who was made Madjzub Guardian is only limited to himself and not to be used as a teacher, in contrast to the Sufi Guardians who are assigned as Murabbi Mursyid guiding his students." Ajimukti.

Manan again just nodded. Discussion after discussion was finally accompanying their journey to the city of Yogyakarta gudeg in the morning before noon.

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