SANTRI MBELING
PANJI MET MR. SAMSON

"Alright Mas," replied Ruli then headed to the stall.

Soon enough, Panji and Ruli sat in a chair beside the stall enjoying breakfast.

After finishing breakfast and again enjoy a warm tea... The banner was startled by the sound of a passing madman.

"Hi! I asked for food" the madman said to Ruli.

"Sit over here, don't get close" said Ruli,

"Sit sweet, I order breakfast rice sit."

"Mas... Very handsome, cute - cute," said the madman,

"Who is this called?"

"Panji Sir, what is your name?!"

"My name is Samson Crocodile" the madman replied with a laugh,

"Mas Mas's... His wife was beautiful, but she was 11, hahaha."

"What is Mr. 11" asked Panji curiously.

"the 11 that's barking, woof, woof" Samson replied with a laugh.

People who were having breakfast heard Samson call the number 11, one of them said,

"Natural Code... Put a lot!"

"Who the hell is Buk the madman?!!" ask Ruli to the rice seller while queuing up.

"Oh that's Samson Neng, he's a crazy guy who likes to move around in front of the market" said the rice seller,

"He's a new lunatic, he's not here, Pandeglang."

"Oh that's buk, he looks really cool, long dreadlocks, his face is all dirty, his clothes stink," said Ruli.

"Yes that's Neng, his name is also crazy," said the rice seller then thrust the plate.

"This is Pak nasianya and this is her tea," said Ruli then put the food on the table.

"I want to eat near this Mas only, he is a good and patient man, and a lot of money," said the madman and then stood up and sat beside Panji.

"Ruli, you're over here" Panji said.

Samson the lunatic ate very quickly and voraciously, in an instant a plate of rice and a glass of tea ran out.

"Mas, ask for more food" Samson told Panji,

"The meat, huh? Her flesh is 3 while showing 3 fingers,

"Kan Mas has a lot of money."

"Oh, ask for more food, give rendang meat 3 pieces," said Ruli,

"Tea's one more."

"Samson's father knows that I have a lot of money" asked Panji curiously.

"That's it! It smells hahaha" said the madman, laughing.

"You are sounding!!!" muttered Ruli while hiding the laughter on Panji's back,

"Could I go crazy, Mas."

"This is the master," said the shop mother and laid on the table in front of Samson.

"This, this... It's called delicious food, free again," said Samson,

"God's Wise is Most High."

"The truth of God is what Mr. Samson is!!!" ask Panji curiously while smiling.

"I'm sure I'm fed big meat fish - big again, hahaha," replied Samson, a lunatic,

"His mother is also in the love of God a lot of money, so that Mas can eat well, sleep well have a beautiful wife again.

Is his life so good? So then... Allah is Most High.

If God is not good... There's no way that you and I can have breakfast with pleasure and satiety."

"The hunt at the meal sir, if still hungry again," said Ruli who sat behind the Panji.

"eek... Non pretty... Good thing you have a handsome husband, kind heart and a lot of money rich this Mas," said Samson, Samson,

"If you don't have a husband like this... You are like a leaf falling in the wind, falling on the ground somewhere, slowly being crushed by the time that continues to travel between the silence of nature.

But... You are not a match, you will soon be divorced, separated and all that is left is a longing that is lost" said Samson then devoured his food.

"Hmmm... Like a poet, it's a madman" said Ruli, laughing on Panji's back.

***

After finishing breakfast... Samson said to Panji,

"Mas... Thank you, for feeding. I pray you to be God's guardian...

Bismillahbornrohmanirrohim

O God the Most Merciful

I beg of You Thou a Thing that torments every heart.

With two plates of rice and two cups of tea that I enjoy... So, put this Mas-Lah in the group of people - your choice.

With her advertisements that filled her heart space... Make-Lah Mas this Insanul Kamil.

And... With the blessing and greatness of his teachers... May You make this Your lover.

May the universe bereft of every breath of the Nymph, and may this Mas always be in the guidance of the khos.

Aamiin..."

"Generic, amiin... Aamiin," said Panji.

"Samson Sir! My wife is not being prayed for" Panji joked.

"Audzu billa

Bismil Lauhaulah

Duhai Dzat the Most Cheating... Release-Lah mourning and lara the Mbak.

Make his new home full of blessings, give his business success.

Let him be a prostitute and an Istiqfar expert.

Move every heart to always love her.

And may life be blessed.

Aamiin..."

"Generic, amiin... Aamiin," said Panji.

"I go first Mas" said Samson.

"Sir, wait!!" sahut Panji, please,

"The Gusti Allah is Cheating is what..?"

"God is a lot of his girlfriend, like you, a lot of his girlfriend, too" replied samson then went by

"Hmmm... Praying for the origin of nyeplos hahaha," said Ruli laughing on Panji's shoulder,

"Based on a madman! Ayoo Mas back to the inn... Mas Panji sleep break. I want to go home for a while and stop by the market."

"Alright Ruli," replied Panji then stepped foot, and,

"Rully... If I were crazy like Mr. Samson, would you still want to be friends with me..? Do you want to hold my arm like you're holding my arm?"

Heard a strange question from Panji... Ruli was very surprised, then stopped her footsteps, he said,

"Mas Panji's... Even if you and I are just friends, believe me, if you're crazy, I'll always take care of you.

Even if you go far away and never come back to me, I still love you until the end of my life."

After arriving in front of the inn... A security guard said hello,

"Good Morning, Mr. Panji."

"Good Morning, too, sir" replied Panji.

"Oh yes, Mr. Panji is waiting for the guest of the restaurant table number 7," said the security guard.

"Oh yes sir, thank you" replied Panji,

"Ruli, you go home first yes, I have a guest."

"Each Boss," replied Ruli then left.

"Good Morning Sir" said Panji.

"Good Morning too... Is this Mas Panji from Surabaya?" ask Guest.

"True Sir, I'm Panji. What is the need sir."

"I am from Serang contractor branch office based in Jakarta. I was instructed directly by Boss Hong Shi, to work on the renovation of the house and build Mas apanji's shop. We only need the signature of Mas, so that the project can be done as soon as possible," said the guest.

"Oh yes sir," Panji answered and signed the file,

"How many days do you think it's over?"

The Great Boss' orders must be fastened and quickly completed" replied the guest,

"I'll excuse you then. Good Morning." Good morning."

"Good Morning too Sir," Panji replied then went to his room.

Entering the room without locking the door... The banner immediately spread its body, and soon fell asleep.

Time passed, Day came, but Panji was still sound asleep.

That afternoon... Bela's Honda Civic enters the parking lot. After parking, Bela exited the car and walked while carrying the parcel to Panji's room

Tok tock...!

"Assynoltom..."

"Where is this Panji..? The door is not in the lock, it's better to just enter" said Bela then entered the room,

"Hmmm... Still sleeping, pantes alone no answer."

***

After removing her headscarf, Bela sat beside the bed and then stomped Panji's feet,

"Kangs... Don't get up, don't you pray?!!"

"eek... Kmu Bela," Panji said as he squirmed,

"What time is it?"

"Four 12 more" replied Bela,

"Ayoo wake up, here I bring fried banana as well as bread and gloves and sturdy clothes."

"Well, I take a shower, please call... Order coffee, all you want to order what," Panji said then rushed to take a shower.

Finish bathing, Panji and Bela prayer Dzuhur together.

Shortly thereafter... Panji and Bela sit back on the front porch.

"Alhamdulillah kang, Bela opened a clothing store in the city of Serang.

And now still want to pioneer open a restaurant," said Bela.

"Are you not in school? How to do business clothes and restaurants," asked Panji.

"Stay school, there will be employees who guard the store, so after school I go to the store" said Bela.

"There is also a lot of money" Panji said.

"Yes, in the love of capital, and partly borrow the Bank with soft interest," said Bela.

"Where are you from? Not in school" asked Panji.

"From the school immediately stopped by here, Bela wanted to go to the store," said Bela,

"It's still in school uniform."

"I want to be with ya? Numpang to Pelamun village," said Panji.

"Want to go to Meteor Garden's cabin? Kok to Pelamun village," asked Bela.

"I just want to play" said Panji then entered the room to take an allowance,

"Ayoo Bela."

"You wear a sarong and a gini shirt? Don't change pants" asked Bela.

"Yes, wear a sarong" replied Panji.

"Better yes kang, Bela wear hijab first. Ayo."

Shortly afterwards Bela's car rolled towards the town of Srang, after mamasuki Pelamun village, Panji said, saying,

"Udah just get down here," then the car slowly pulls over.

"Kang, salim used to be me," said Bela then shook Panji's hand and kissed his palm.

"I walk first yes kang, Assalamualaikum," said Bela then his car passed.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Panji.

"Tumben Bela salim kiss hands, not as usual.

Freaky... That's the kid" Panji muttered then across the highway.

After walking for a few minutes, we arrived at Nyai Sa'adah's courtyard,

"Assalamualaikum Grandma."

"Waalaikumsalam Gus," replied Nyai Sa'adah then out of the house hut,

"eeehs... Gus Panji, come on, come on in, it just so happens Grandma cooks good."

While sitting in the living room, Panji asked,

"Grandfather Where is Grandma?!! How not to look."

"Grandfather is traveling Gus," replied Nyai Sa'adah,

"Gus, let's eat first, in the kitchen, Grandma make coffee first."

"Alright, Grandma" said Panji then went into the kitchen and sat on the dining table chair.

While enjoying lunch... The banner said inwardly,

"Sa'adah's grandmother is weird, isn't she..? Every time I played at her house, I never met her husband's Grandpa.

Every time I eat in this house..? The menu is very special, like the cuisine in the restaurant, even though in the kitchen Grandma is almost no cooking utensils?

This house is very comfortable and cool as if there is air conditioning. What I asked for... Always in love. Which is even stranger... This grandmother could cure all sorts of diseases.

Hmmm... Grandma all know."

"Nek already, eat it," said Panji then drink water.

"It's Gus, your favorite black coffee," Nyai Sa'adah said as she placed a cup of coffee on the dinner table, then sat down,

"Later night begins tarawih Gus. Is Gus Panji fasting tomorrow?"

"Panji wants to follow the fast of Nek, let's know how the fast of Ramadan feels," Panji said then lit a cigarette, saying,

"Sir, why should a Muslim fast for a whole month in Ramadan?"

"The fast of Ramadan is the purification of the soul of Gus, also to melt down sins for a year" replied Nyai Sa'adah, who was a priest,

"That's one of the spiritual teachings in Sharia.

People who are Muslim... It is not necessary to fast Ramadan, although the law is mandatory.

Ramadan fasting is only for people who can run it."

"That's what Nek means" asked Panji.

"Could it be the breadth of its interpretation, the,

- Being able to body, healthy, not sick.

adult people, old enough to fast, or baliq.

- To be able to his science, if not to know his knowledge... Fasting is neither legal nor perfect. That's the point of knowledge... Must know the rules and regulations in fasting, so as not to waste, and only get hungry and thirsty.

- Capable of his faith, that is, his confidence must be strong. The heart must never act, it must always remember God.

If faith is not able... Thus, his fast only gains style and has no value."

"So... Like the Panji it's not obligatory to fast huh Nek."

"If you look at it in terms of ability... Gus Panji is not obligated to fast Ramadan," replied Nyai Sa'adah,

"But... Better fasting to learn to train yourself and the soul, who knows next year you are really capable."

"Then... For what fasting people should perform the prayer Tarawih Nek," asked Panji.

"Tarawih's prayer, for the perfecting of fasting alone Gus," said nyai Sa'adah,

"It is not perfect to fast someone in the month of Ramadan... If he doesn't perform the Tarawih prayer. Although he did not do the 1x Tarawih prayer only, not perfect fast.

If our fasts are perfect... We will be holy as a newborn baby. Fitroh born inner. That's where we live early, without sin, and the angels open a new white paper."

"Sir, this morning, Panji met a crazy person, he asked for food and also prayed for Panji and Ruli my friend.

Does Grandma know..? He's crazy really isn't he? Said crazy... His clothes and style were exactly crazy? He said not crazy... He knows the Panji money a lot, and he can pray and say Allah is Cheating."

"He was the regent of the Western region of Gus, he was named Sheh Hamdan Al bantanny. He was known as a madman by the name of Samson. Sheh Hamdan is one of the guardians who became the earth nail of West Java," replied Nyai Sa'adah.

"Where is Mr. Samson's house, Grandma" asked Panji curiously.

"Syeh Hamdan is domiciled in Pandeglang district. The house is just behind the market" said Nyai Sa'adah,

"But... He was very difficult to meet, only the person he wanted could meet him.

Does Gus Panji want to go to Sheh Hamdan's house?"

"Ngapain Nek Sowan to Sheh Hamdan? The banner has no interest."

"Sowan Gus, it's okay" said Nyai Sa'adah,

"Ask him a prayer."