SANTRI MBELING
DZIKR LIMB

"Good morning Mr. Panji, I'm managing the Bank of Asia Probolinggo branch."

"Good morning too."

"Please you to the business room, we've got something to talk about."

"Sorry mr. adger... My security guard said I can't go into the business room, so... If you need to, just talk here."

"That means there is a security guard who offends important customers, so Mr. Panji is making a tantrum in Asian banks," said Mr. Adger in his heart.

"Master... We don't have 100 Billion in cash today.

If could... We prepare first. Maybe tomorrow the new Mr. Panji can take it."

"How many sir..?"

"We only have 50 Billion, it can be taken maybe half Sir, 25 Billion."

"All right, then... I'll take 10 billion."

"All right, sir."

That morning... Asian bank employees are very busy preparing money of 10 billion.

Luxury car with L plate enters Bank Asia parking lot.

All the guards who knew the arrival of Anita's mother were new admonished from the center, saluting.

When in the business room... Local meneger greeted him,

"Good morning, ma'am."

"Good morning too.

What does it look so busy..?"

"There's a customer taking 10 Billion Bu.

Was... He wants to take 100 billion."

"Who's the customer," asked Anita's mother.

"He was named Ahmad Panji Hening Bu."

"What..! Panji Silence..?

Where is the man now."

"That's him, that shabby young man who's smoking on the porch of the office."

"I know the young man well, he's a big businessman Surabaya.

His wife also has investments in this Asian bank.

Said Director Kevin... If he's offended, he'll do it.

All right, I'll meet him."

"Mas.." said Anita."

"eeehs... Anita, what are you doing here?"

"Against the monthly work visit, replacing Recruited Kevin, it happens that Mr. Kevin again has family needs. So then... I'm the one assigned."

"Hemmm, now Mr. Kevin is a director huh..?"

"Yes, after Mr. Kevin's father resigned because he was old... Mr. Kevin as his son was appointed Director."

"Then... You're now the center manager, right?"

"Yes, right.

Mas Panji, take 10 billion money for what is so much..?"

"Just a prank."

"What..! Just a whim..?!!

Ah Mas Panji is too much when joking. Cook half the bank clerks in the work to count that much money."

"Anita... Make me a new ATM yes, which can take 100 million. The old ATM was broken.

Then I'll get you 100 million chas."

"The 10 billion won't be..?"

"It's just off."

"All right," said Anita,

"Saturper..!

Ask to make a golden ATM yes, tell the manager for Mr. Panji, and say, 10 billion withdrawals are canceled, then prepare 100 million money.

Tell her to tell me, don't be long!"

"All right, Anita."

Shortly thereafter,

Meneger's branch was agitated - the rush-to Anita's mother, the,

"This is Mr. Panji's 100 million chas money ash, and this is his new bankbook and ATM."

"This is Mas, the money and the ATM," said Anita.

"All right, then I'll go first.

Oh yes Anita... If there's time, I'll take you for a walk."

"Hehehe, from the first Mas Panji is always chasing me.

I already have a fiancee.

Moreover, Mas Panji already has a beautiful wife like Maya."

"Can't still be a fiancee, not a wife yet.

If you were someone else's wife, I wouldn't take you for a walk.

Before the curving jaur... I can take you."

"If you can know... Why does Mas Panji often nawarin me take the streets?"

"Whimper only.

Second because you're beautiful."

"Just whining...

Cook me on a whim - just a prank

When - when do we walk - walk. Now I'm busy, I want a financial audit of the bank."

"Alright, just call if you want me to accompany the streets, the streets, the,

Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

"Slsholikin sir, wait for me a long time."

"it's okay - pa Mas, the name is also the work of earning money for the wife's children."

"Now we go to the Tiban mosque first, sir."

"Yes, it's."

***

The Tiban Kademangan Mosque.

"This is Mas, his Tiban mosque," said Mr. Sholikin, then parked his rickshaw on the side of the road.

After seeing the mosque up close, the banner came back to the rickshaw that was scattered.

"Prince Sholikin... Are there inns or hotels near here..?"

"There is Mas, Mimi hotel, but 2 levels. Kira - kira. 10 minutes from here away."

"Well sir, take me to Mimi's hotel."

"All right, Mommy."

After renting a hotel room... The banner said to Mr. Sholikin,

"Prince Sholikin... You don't have to pull a rickshaw anymore, my father's contract as long as I'm here.

At 12 pm you come to the hotel here huh..? Take me to the Tiban mosque.

Later... After the Fajr prayer, you take me to this hotel again."

"All right, Mommy."

"This is the fare for today, and this is the down payment for Mr. Sholikin's contract."

"Thank you, if you'll excuse me, please."

After being in a hotel room... Panji broke his body.

The crane..!

Hp Panji ringing.

After connecting,

"Mr Godfather... I want to meet you, there's something I want to talk about."

"Meet me at Mimi hotel Probolinggo district East Java."

"Okay sir, tomorrow afternoon I'm on site."

***

Tiban Mosque.

After the shower... Panji exits the hotel and rides a rickshaw towards Tiban mosque.

After arriving, Panji went straight into the mosque, while Mr. Sholikin rested sleeping on the terrace of the mosque.

After performing 51 prayers, Panji metasul to Sheh Abdul Jalil his murshid teacher, then chanted Dzikir Munajat.

Several times trying to invite his limbs to recite... But Panji still did not succeed.

Then Panji contacted kyai Jabat with the study of telepathy science.

"Assalamualaikum Kyai..."

"The Waalaikumsalam Gus."

"Yai... How can I order my limbs to recite..?

I tried many times, but I still failed."

"Tawasuli lah mu Gus limb, read Al fatihah 3x and istiqfar 7x.

Read, Specialon Ila Ruhania wa jasmania kulo body, then read Al fatihah 3x plus istiqfar 7x."

"Alright kyai, thanks for the instructions.

Assalamualaikum."

"The Waalaikumsalam Gus."

After looking out for himself... Panji slowly - the land can move its limbs to dhikr.

Her hair felt all standing up when dhikr. The fur on his hands and feet also moved all. Slowly - land... His body was wrapped in a white light.

Panji heard his limbs chanting Dzikir Munajat slowly - slowly and echoed.

The pennant that sits on the torekot... Very cool, his body did not move at all. The tasbih he held... Falling and not in use, because the turnover of the prayer beads can not follow the amount that comes out of his limbs.

Unfeelably... The sound of the bedhuk shocked Panji from to the dhikr asikan.

The voice of Adhan sounded.

After the Fajr prayer, Panji opens the scabbard and circles it around his neck.

"Prince Sholikin... Let's go to the hotel. But, we're looking for a shop first sir, we're having breakfast and coffee."

"All right, Mommy."

Becak stopped in front of a stall not far from the Tiban mosque.

"This is Mas, his stall," said Mr. Sholihin.

"At 5 am there are so many stalls," Panji said.

"Yes Mas, because, this stall said people delicious cuisine," said Mr. Sholikin.

"Say people..? Mr. Sholikin has never eaten here..?"

"Not yet Mas, dear money to eat at the stall, afraid expensive.

It's better to buy rice with the snacks of Mas's son."

While waiting for orders... The pennant says,

"What age is Sholikin now..?"

"How many wives do you have, and how many sons and daughters do you have..?"

"Hehehe, uh,

Mas one wife, son 3, 1 guy 2 girls."

"So long ago Mr. Sholikin worked as a pedicab..?"

"First time young... Work in the Mas factory, after marriage odd jobs, so porters. Now a rickshawman, it's been 5 years."

"Excuse me... It's Mas pecel rice, same tea and coffee."

"Thank you ma'am" said Panji,

"Yet... Pack 4, huh? Mixed rice, and wrap rendang meat 4 servings."

"All right, Mommy."

"Come sir, at a meal while chatting.

Is enough sir, rickshaw earnings for wife and 3 children..?"

"Alhamdulillah Mas, enough.

A little money made enough is enough.

Much money... Made less yes less. It's up to us to set it up."

"That's it, sir...

Has Mr. Sholikin never got a passenger..?"

"God, but there were only 1, 2.

Blubbering... The problem is fitting pay school children are Mas, sometimes confused.

The debt has not been paid off, forced to pay the debt again."

"That's it, sir..."

"Yes Mas, it is difficult to be poor Mas, there is no price in the eyes of rich people, as well as others.

Rarely do people appreciate the poor.

Debt is not in love, but my brother is rich. They are afraid they cannot pay.

If I play or stop by my brother... Sometimes I think I want to ask - ask.

Brother is someone else... Sometimes people become brothers."

"Hehehehe, be patient sir. The sky is not always cloudy" Panji said,

"Pak Sholikin has no garden to raise cows or goats or chickens..?"

"Don't have Mas, if you have yes... I must have grown crops while raising cows and goats as well as chickens."

"It's Mas... Rice packs her 4 equal rendang beef 4 servings."

"Okay, ma'am, here's the money.

Mr. Sholikin... I put this rice for the same wife of her sons and daughters huh..?

Make breakfast," Panji said while offering a parcel.

"Ouch... Take it easy, thank you."

"Same - sir, I should thank you.

Let's go sir, we're going to the hotel."

"All right, Mommy."

***

Mimi Hotels.

2 O'clock in the afternoon... A luxury car is parked in the courtyard of Mimi's hotel.

Jeje and Lim Shauw got out of the car and walked into the hotel lobby.

The crane..!

Hp Panji rings, once connected,

"Godfathers... I'm in the hotel lobby."

"You wait in the restaurant?"

"All right," Jeje's assistant said, then turned off the phone.

"There's a problem whether you're seeing me," Panji asked and sat down.

"There are some hotels whose condition to his money is not healthy.

If Godfather agrees... I bought it."

"Where is the location..?"

"On Kuta beach Bali and Sanur beach Bali.

In Jakarta, Bandung and Surabaya."

"Is that the same hotel 5 hotels are not healthy..?"

"Yes, sir, sir,

The hotel belongs to Aan's family.

It seems... Aan's family-owned hospitality business went bankrupt, and nearly went bankrupt."

"Well, you just buy 5 hotels."

"Then... I need 4 trillion Lord's money."

"Tomorrow morning I transfer," said Panji,

"After we have mastered... Name the hotel Hotel Silent."

"Alright Godfather.

There's one more thing, Mrs Maya ordered me to sell all the houses that are overseas."

"Sell it, it's Maya's, I don't do it.

If you can know... What is it for sale..?"

"Says than empty sir. And the money is for the business of reckoning" he said."

"Yes, you sell it.

The plane is also sold... You just buy it."

"All right, sir, then... Excuse me first."

"Level... Meanwhile, you'll be with me first."

"All right Godfather."

***

It has not been felt for almost a month Panji was in the city of Probolinggo.

In the morning at 10, Panji and Lim Shauw, deputy assistants, were in the shack house owned by Mr. Sholikin.

Seeing Pak sholihin's house made of bamboo rooms is also not ceramic, Panji felt sorry for Mr. Sholikin's children.

"Prince Sholikin... That garden next to the house is rather spacious huh..?

Who's it, sir" asked Panji.

"It belongs to Pak Haji Manan Mas.

Yes, quite a large area of his land. But, baby, not in the care of Mas.

Understand Pak Haji Manan the rich man in this village."

"Is it not for sale, sir...?"

"Listen - listen... He said it was sold Mas, but expensive asking, 70 million. Because Pak Haji Manan does not need money, so ask for a high price."

"Emangs... In this village, this land is usually how much Pak price..?"

"The range is 40 to 45 million mas."

"Prince Sholikin... Take Miss Lim to see Mr. Haji Manan, I want to buy the land, sir" Panji said,

"Level... Follow Mr. Sholikin, later if you have bought... Take care of his certificates on behalf of Mr. Sholikin."

"Godfather."

"Let's sir, let's go" Lim said.

*

After meeting with Haji Manan... The land purchase transaction was agreed at a price of 75 million.

Finished the signature, at the Village Hall office, Mr. Sholikin and Lim returned to the hut house.

While enjoying a cup of coffee and a puff of cigarette smoke, Panji asked,

"How's..?x

"I've bought the Godfather, for 75 million" Lim replied,

"Tomorrow afternoon I will take care of it to the Agrarian office. With the services of an insider, it's likely that an hour of land certificates has been completed."

"Prince Sholikin... I bought this land, I gave it to Mr. Sholikin's family.

Mr. Sholikin can grow crops and raise cattle goats and chickens. Or Mr. Sholikin can make a gourami fish pond.

Mr. Sholikin can pull rickshaws and have a side gardening also keep livestock."

"Thank you Panji," said Mr. Sholikin as he shed tears.

"May blessings and benefits be upon Mr. Sholikin of the family, Aamiin."

"Aamiin Aamiin Aamiin."

"Later... Next to the house in Musollah wake, sir. I want Mr. Sholikin's family to be diligent in worship."

"Yes Mas Panji.

But... Patience Mas, later if there is a windfall I will build his mushollah slowly."

"Pak Sholikin should not be confused about the cost of setting up a musholla, later Miss Lim will arrange the building materials" Panjix said

"Now... I'm asking you to take you to the hotel, sir, I want a break, it's 12 noon."

"All right, Mommy."

In front of the hotel... The pennant says,

"Level... You take care of the certificate right now. And bring complete and sufficient building materials to make musholla and make renovations to Mr. Sholikin's house.

Because it's... Tomorrow I'll go.

Here you go, my BCA ATM."

"Alright Godfather. At the Administrative ATM that I have below, there is still 4.9 Billion money," Lim replied.

"Where is that much money..? What was Jeje's assistant given..?x

"No sir, this is the loot from a drug deal in Thailand a month ago, and I'm keeping it at the Administrative ATM.

Perhaps the Godfather needs time."

"Yes, just use it to help people who are in trouble.

If you need... You can use that money."

"Alright Godfather," said Lim then went on a rickshaw ride with Mr. Sholikin.

While riding a rickshaw... Lim said softly,

"It turns out that the head of The Bluss organization is named Ahmad Panji Hening, often called Godfather. Very young at his age.

He is also a great businessman.

But strangely... His clothes were ordinary - ordinary, like a poor man. Eat also like ordinary people like commoners.

Sleep wherever he likes.

I have a boss who is a gini freak, but cool too.

Sometimes I also eat at street stalls.

Long - long... I'm used to living like a poor man.

But...

What is the Godfather looking for...? How to live hard. Though having everything.

For almost a month... The Godfather has never touched me... Usually the boss likes to sleep with his assistant or sleep with a call woman.

But this Godfather was often alone. Even from morning to night in the room alone at home."