SANTRI MBELING
WALIYULLAH

Adhan Asar without toa echoed around the cottage. The santri rush ablution then perform congregational prayers. After the completion of the prayer... Inside the corner room, Panji was memorizing the juice of ammah alone. Look at the wall clock at 04 p.m... The banner rushed towards the ndalem, then meyiram courtyard after it swept.

"Promise...!" call kyai Nuruddin.

"Yes Kyai," Panji replied then approached.

"It's over" asked Kyai.

"Live a little kyai, soon finished," said Panji.

"Yes, tomorrow you continue, now you come with me... Let me have a friend," Kyai asked.

"Alright kyai," replied Panji then put the broomstick in place.

That afternoon... Banner in Kyai bonceng by riding a vespa motorcycle. After about a quarter of an hour... Kyai motorbike enters elite housing. Soon after the Kyai stopped, and was greeted by an elderly half-man with a white skullcap on his head.

"Assalamualaikum Pak Haji" said the Kyai.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Mr. Haji then sungkem kissed the hand of the Kyai,

"Please enter Kyai... Hmmm... Who is Kyai?"

"This is Kang Panji santri mbeling Pak Haji, he is from Java," said the Kyai as he walked into the living room,

"Pennants... Ayoo come in here, sit with me."

"Yes Kyai," Panji answered and walked behind the Kyai.

On the table is available black coffee and orange ice and a variety of delicious cakes.

"Please drink Kyai, let's taste the cake," said Pak Haji.

"Sir Haji... Let's just see Mr. Haji's daughter who is sick again," said the Kyai.

"Okay, let's go into the room" said Mr. Haji then stood up, then walked to the room of his only daughter who was lying sick.

After seeing his illness with his inner eyes... Kyai Nuruddin said softly,

"Irmala Pak Haji's daughter was hit by a mouth or evil magic! This is because of the problem of business competition Pak Haji.

Actually was... Mr. Haji was the target... Because it does not work, finally the daughter of Pak Haji who was attacked."

"But why is Kyai, my daughter in the mouth?" ask Mr. Haji.

"The color is only Pak Haji's daughter who is weak, and to confuse Pak Haji," replied the Kyai,

"Well, I'll treat it right now... Easy - eventually mate can be cured."

While sitting down... Kyai tried to treat with all her abilities. After a long time... Kyai said inwardly,

"This magic is too powerful...! It's very hard to get rid of."

When kyai is treating... Suddenly Irmala, the daughter of Pak Haji, vomited blood.

Irmala vomited blood... Sang Kyai stopped his treatment.

After princess Irmala calmed down... The Kyai, again sitting cross-legged while pondering for clues. Soon enough, Kyai's inner eye sees a ray of bright light, then transforms into Kyai Jabat his great-grandfather, who is,

"Gus... You will not be able to treat this child's illness, because... Your science is not able to defeat the witch's science. It's like you have 10 kilos... The witch has 20 kilos."

"Then how Eyang, how can cure this child," asked Kyai.

"Take your servant Gus Panji to treat this child's illness. Tell him to read Al Fatihah 1x in a glass of water... Then drink a little water, then wash the remaining water throughout the child's body," replied Kyai Jabat then disappeared.

Heard a hint from his great-grandfather... The Kyai was astonished and surprised, then said softly,

"Panji is still a child, he is a new santri and can not pay... In fact, to read the letter Al Fatihah alone is not fluent! How can Panji treat this child's illness and defeat his sorcerer...? It's weird!!! But... This is a hint from Eyang Jabat who incidentally is a guardian who is also my great-grandfather. All righty! Will carry out his orders..."

After standing up the Kyai said,

"Sir Haji... I ask thousands - thousands sorry... Because I was not able to cure Irmala Pak Haji's daughter. The one who can treat Pak Haji's daughter is Panji the santri mbeling..."

"Alright Kyai, I resigned the same Kyai, how is it up to kyai, as long as my daughter is healed," said Pak Haji while shedding his tears,

"She's my only daughter and my wish is Kyai."

"Have Hajj, don't cry... Pak Haji's daughter must be cured," said the Kyai then met Panji.

Seeing the Panji on the porch while smoking... Kyai said,

"eeeeee... It's delicious - good if you smoke! Here Panji..."

Hearing Kyai's voice... Panji startled and hunted his cigarette matiin, his,

"Yes Kyai..."

"Kang Panji's... It's a glass of water, you read al-fatihah's letter! When you have finished reading Al Fatihah... You blow it into a glass" said Kyai.

"Alright Kyai," replied Panji who did not understand the intention of the Kyai.

When he finished, the Kyai said,

"Sir Haji... This water please drink to Mr. Haji's daughter, the rest of the water please wipe - rub into her limbs. If tomorrow it doesn't heal... Mr. Haji came to the house..."

"Alright Kyai, thank you very much," said Pak Haji.

After Kyai left and was about to leave... Mr. Haji said,

"Kang Panji's... This is a cake for you and your friends at the cottage. It's for you, accept to buy snacks."

"Thank you Mr. Haji," Panji said while receiving the gift of an envelope." 😊

After traveling for about a quarter of an hour... The Kyai and the Panji at the house of ndalem.

And Panji went back to the cottage.

***

After the Magrib prayer, Panji distributed the cake given by Pak Haji to his friends who were in the room.

After opening the envelope... Panji was shocked and said softly,

"100 rb, a lot of this money...? I better keep it in my closet, who knows if there will be a need... Anyway I don't need it, eat drink also already in the love of Mr. Kyai."

Adhan Isak is heard from the musholla hut. After the isak prayer... Panji learn naji read juice ammah same Kang Fertile. After njai... Panji went to coffee at Pak Slamet's stall which was behind the cottage. Meanwhile, senior santri rushed to musollah to follow the study of the book of Ihya Ulumuddin taught by the kyai Nuruddin.

The banner sits under a mango tree while enjoying coffee and a puff of marlboro cigarette smoke giving Kyai Ashbak. While sitting back, Panji said softly,

"So that's weird... Why did Kyai tell me to read al-fatihah, and then get blown into a glass??? What does the water do? How confusing!"

"Tumben you did not join Ihya Ulumuddin in musollah? Usually you listen to Kyai's studies."

"Males Kang, capaik, wants to relax me" Panji said,

"You asked for coffee there with Mr. Slamet, here's the money... Ask for indomie."

"Hmmm... There is a lot of money" said Kang Ujang.

"This money was given by Mr. Kyai yesterday" Panji told a lie.

After ordering coffee and indomie... Kang Ujang sat down to face Panji.

"Kang Ujang's... How long have you been in this cabin?" ask Panji.

"It's only been a year Kang" replied Kang Ujang.

"How old are you now?" Panji Word.

"17 years less Kang, what's wrong?" kang Ujang said.

"What's wrongwhat... Just ask," said Panji,

"Kangs... If anyone reads al-Fatiha's letter, continues to be blown into a glass filled with water, what does it mean and for what...?"

"That's shaman Kang," replied Kang Ujang,

"The shaman is islamic... Al Fatiha used a spell, water it, usually to treat the sick or for other conditions, depending on the request of the guest...

Sundanese or Javanese language is Dukun.

His language is Paranormal

The medical language is called doctor

The goal is the same, only different tools and how it works. Did you want to be a shaman...? hahaa... It's good to be a shaman, lots of money!"

"Oh... That's yaaa," murmured Panji,

"So I saw Kyai as Kang."

"If Kyai, it is often visited by guests, even invited to ask Kang for help" said Kang Ujang, said,

"Makanya najai who is sinter... let rich Kyai!"

Time continued to pass, the stalls were increasingly crowded by the arrival of the santri cottage. It did not feel like it was 11 pm, and Kang Ujang was saying goodbye first.

Shortly thereafter... The pennant rushed back to the cottage. When the Panji walks... Panji did not realize that the road he passed was not the way home to the cottage... But the path to Kyia Jabat's tomb. As soon as it got in front of the gate... The new banner realized it.

"Yes Allah... It turns out that I did not realize that the wrong way, this is the gate of Kyai Jabat's tomb and Kyai's family...! The lamp in the tomb is light but is it dim - dim huh? The lights were replaced with smaller ones! I'd better go to the tomb alone, the mastermind is already in the tomb gate," Panji said.

In front of the tomb... The teenage banner immediately sat next to the tomb leaning against the support wood.

Without greetings, without alawasul also wirid... The pennant is silent while enjoying the puff of cigarette smoke. A short time later came a man, with a turban covered in his head like a veiled woman. After greeting and sitting not far beside Panji... The man looked at it and then read dhikr.

Isn't that Kyai Ashbak's voice...? But why didn't Kyai Ashtak see me? Though only about 5 meters away," muttered Panji,

"Moreover I smoke...! Does it look like the fire?

Weirdo...! Like Kang Soleh yesterday the day after tomorrow, he can't see me either."

Panji heard clearly the wirid read by Kyai Ashbak.

"Allah, Allah, Allah" said the Bennett,

"Why does Kyai Ashtabak call on God continuously...? And why does not God come even though he is called again and again? Did Allah not hear the call of Kyai Ashbak...? Or did God hear but not come when called Kyai Ashbak?

Confusing!!! I wonder what God looks like!!! I wanna know... Kira - kira... God did not come?"

After approximately 2 hours Kyai Ashbak stood up and then said hello,

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Panji keceplosan.

Heard his greeting answered... Kyai Ashtray remained silent, then left without looking around the tomb.

While walking home... Kyai Ashbak said in his heart,

"Who answered my greetings? And there was no one - who but me?"

Near the tomb of Kyai Jabat... After throwing the cigarette butts, Panji sat down to face the tomb and said softly,

"Tell me to call God like the Lord Ashtray! And the times when God will come to see me."

Without alum, Panji langung says "God, Allah, Allah."

It did not feel almost an hour Panji sat while unconsciously chanting asmak dzikir ismudzat, dzikirnya people - a torekot expert.

"Hmmmmm... Capaik is also my mouth," Panji said then stopped his dhikir,

"If I call many times... God is not coming!

Just as rich as Kyai Ashtray."

When Panji was thirsty and capaik had sat cross-legged... Arriving from the tomb gate there was a half-old woman walking closer to the tomb. While carrying a tray... The woman gave her greetings in front of Panji,

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the plain Panji.

"It's Gus, warm tea, minunlah," said the half-aged woman, then put a tray in front of Panji.

"This is for me, Grandma" asked Panji.

"Yes Gus, for you" answered the half-old woman,

"Often -' often play here at night. Oh yea! God is busy not bothering... If God is not busy! God must have come to see you."

"Oh that's it, Grandma" replied Panji,

"Yes Nek, later if you don't sleep well I will play again to this tomb. Grandma what's her name and where's her house?"

"Name of Grandma Nur Saidah, Grandma's house near this tomb.

Grandma was good first... Assalamualaikum," said the half-old woman.

"Waalaikumsalam salam" replied Panji.

After enjoying a warm tea and a puff of cigarette smoke... The pennant returned to the cottage. After being on the terrace in musollah, Panji immediately broke his body.