SANTRI MBELING
THE DEATH OF MBAH WALI DIRJO

Temporary... Kyai Dimyati is still wired in a special room while laughing about Panji's life.

Suddenly there was a bright light adorning the room, then a loud voice of greeting.

"Assalamualaikum kyai," said Sheh Abdul Jalil then sat in front of kyai Dimyati.

"Waalaikumsalam Sheh" replied Kyai Dimyati and hugged each other.

"How has Sheh been all this time..?

Long time no see."

"Alhamdulillah...

I am in good and happy condition.

What about yourself kyai..?"

"Alhamdulillah Sheh... I am well and happy too.

Sheh...

Gus Panji the disciple of Sheh is here. He has experienced a heartbreaking incident in the city of Bandung."

"Yes kyai, I also know that Gus Panji is with you. That's why I met you.

Soon I will go to the Lord's Wrestling.

For the time being... I'm sending Gus Panji to you kyai."

"Alhamdulillah...

Sheh went first as a bride.

God willing I will soon follow Sheh to face the distrust of Allah" said Kyai Dimyati,

"Alright Sheh...

I'll take care of Gus Panji here for a while.

"Yai...

Gus Panji only has temporary amnesia. It was caused by a hard impact on his head, when he had an accident.

Until the limbic place to store memory memory his memory is not synchronized.

No serious damage to Gus Panji's brain.

Simply massaged by a neurologist, Gus Panji will heal."

"Alright Sheh, I'll find someone who's a neurologist."

"Then....Excuse me first.

Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam Sheh."

***

The abode of Mbah Wali Dirjo.

At 7pm... Maya's car enters the yard of Mbah Wali Dirjo's house.

After getting out of the car, Maya sees the courtyard of the house and the musholla that is next to the house.

Looking at musholla... Maya smiles remembering the past. While still in high school, Maya sweeps the yard every afternoon and cleans up the musholla.

"Hmmm...

Too many memories in this place," said Maya then walked to the door of Mbah Wali Dirjo house.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied some people who were in the living room.

"That Dirjo is sir..?"

"There's Non.

But... Mbah Dirjo is lying sick, it's been 3 days.

Please comein..."

"Alright sir," said Maya then approached Mbah Wali Dirjo who was lying down.

"Assalamualaikum Mba..."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Mbah Dirjo slowly.

See Maya... Mbah Dirjo said,

"May... You fucked up all my body, I lay on my stomach."

"Okay, Mbah" answered Maya.

After Mbah Wali Dirjo on his stomach, Maya massaged Mbah Dirjo's legs slowly with eucalyptus oil.

Unfeelably... It's been 12 pm, however, Maya still keeps the body of Mbah Wali Dirjo slowly.

The disciples of Mbah Dirjo who were in the family room, one by one rest on the terrace.

Without feel... Maya shed a tear, and fell on the back of Mbah Dirjo

"Maya.." call Mbah Dirjo.

"Yes Mbah..."

"One of the most valuable practices for a wife is to massage her husband until he falls asleep."

"Yes Mbah," Maya replied, then said in her heart,

"My husband's help has been asking me for massages since I was dating."

"The key to life is gratitude" said Mbah Wali Dirjo,

"The journey of the science of gratitude is, first to be honest.

Once that person can be honest with himself... Then he will rely, surrender.

Once he can surrender... That person will be patient.

Once the person can be patient in the face of trials and trials... He will be the one who will accept the destiny of God's decision upon him.

The javanese say... Nriman ing pandum's.

Once that person is kona'ah, he will become a conscious person.

Aware of who he is, aware of who his god is, and aware of anything.

It is from this self-awareness... That person will be a sincere person.

The fruit of this book is gratitude.

Then... The highest level of science is gratitude."

"Yes Mbah..."

"May...

Do not be sad. Everything in the universe is by God's permission.

God is the one who rules this life.

So then... Your job is to live out a destiny that runs over you.

Your husband will be seeing you soon.

Your husband is fine now.

You are sad that, because your heart's eyes are blind, and the soul is imprisoned by your."

"Where's my husband right now..?"

"Your husband is still living his destiny.

If it's done... My husband will definitely meet you.

Mayan...

I want to go first...

My message... Study with your husband, don't look for a teacher anymore.

Make your husband your teacher. Make your husband your charity field, make your husband your paradise."

"Yes Mbah," Maya replied while looking at the figure of a person whose body was glowing.

"Chap... Who is that man standing in that corner..? Body glowing?"

"That's my guest Maya.

He was a life-seeking angel, he was picking me up" said Mbah Wali Dirjo, then turned her back.

After reading the two sentences of the shahadah, the eyes of Mbah wtali Dirjo closed.

While she meteors... Maya sees the spirit of Mbah Dirjo coming out of her body.

"May... I'm going first.

Assalamualaikum..."

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Maya and wept.

"Non Maya's...

What are you crying about" asked Mbah Dirjo's relative.

"Bah Dirjo has gone Nyai..."

I heard Maya's answer... Suddenly the family of Mbah Wali became boisterous.

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At 9am... Many guests came to worship and perform the funeral prayer.

after bathing, the body of Mbah Wali Dirjo in Kebumikan next to the musholla.

Time continued to pass, did not feel Adzan Dzhuhur reverberating. The guests and santri Mbah Dirjo came to each other without stopping.

"Altar Mila's...

I want a break at the Atlanta hotel.

My body is tired all, my eyes are sleepy."

"Well, Miss Maya, I'll book a room."

***

Shinobi Cianjur boarding house.

"Mara..."

"Yes Abah."

"Where's your brother..?"

"Sazuke's sister is back in the fields he said, find the eel."

"There's just something Sazuke did. Don't want to njai, maaaain only his kingdom!

Then....You're coming with Abah."

"Where are you going Bah..?"

"Missing Gus Panji, to the next village.

Gus Panji to heal."

"All right Bah."

Shortly thereafter,

That afternoon Kang Nur parked his car Taff to the yard of Mbah Suep's house.

After getting off the car, Kyai Dimyati said hello.

"Assalamualaikum Mbah Suep."

"Waalaikumsalam kyai," replied Mbah Suep then kissed the hand of kyai Dimyati.

"Kyai tumben, sir,

Do you want a massage..?"

"Yes, but not me.

This is my son-in-law Gus Panji" joked Kyai Dimyati.

"Change...

Don't joke" said Tamara, "Let's say Abah in ijabahi how..?"

"Alright kyai, please go inside.

Gus Panji's... Let's sit here."

"This Banner Bus has ended Mbah's accident. His head was hit by a rock, and he's Amnesia's lost his memory."

"Oh... Kyai.

Insallah discharged in the incandescent will heal.

It's just the veins aren't right in Kyai's path.

Then... I'll flinch first."

After reading the massage spell... Mbah Suep slowly - slowly kneading Panji head vein.

During the massage, Panji often screams in pain.

After an hour had passed, Mbah Suep said,

"Yai... I apologize as much as possible.

Gus Panji can only heal 50.

30 Years I massaged the veins, only this time found a strange case.

After I returned the vein of his memory, and it was right in his position... Suddenly the veins came back again.

So next.

But... There are some veins that return to its position."

"So is Mbah Suep," said Kyai Dimyati lethargic.

"Yes kyai.

Maybe my massage prayer is less powerful.

Or it could be the science of massage my veins less high."

"Then... How is this Mbah?"

"Yai find another urate incandescent, the goods are healed."

"Well then, ma'am, I'll excuse you.

It's for buying cigarettes."

"No need to kyai...

I'm sincere."

"Alright, Mbah, then I say goodbye first.

Assalamualaikum."

"Kyai Waalaikumsalam."