
Eling lan alert is a philosophy that is firmly held by the Javanese community. This Javanese philosophy emerged and became known after being listed in Ranggawarsita's work in one of the Tembang sinom kalatida fiber temple.
In this case, eling is not just remembered in the meaning of his skin. But it also touches the essence and essence of whatever is going to be, being, and has been done. Eling lan alert can form a human figure that is always humble, know the return of the mind, happy tapa ngrame (do good).
Eling lan alert means that in all actions and actions must always remember and be vigilant for the sake of salvation.
Those three sentences seemed to be underestimated by society now. Words or sayings from ancestors have been eroded by the culture of today. Especially the Javanese who have lost their identity as the real Javanese. Said, upload upload, and behavior has been lost in the swallow of the earth, many young people today who prefer western culture. Manners embraced by the past are increasingly eroded by the present. Even today the sense of help among fellow humans is replaced by the same name of the camera.
For example, there are people who are falling because of a motorcycle accident, not in direct help but videoing or taking pictures first new in please. That too if you can.
There is a tradition from the ancestors that until now is still in use by some people. This tradition still survives and spreads throughout Indonesia, ranging from Sabang to Merauke.
This tradition has two streams, namely, white flow and black flow. The white stream is sacred. Sacred in the sense only in the designation of helping people in need (due to witchcraft or other black magic). While black flow is very in gandrungi by some people. Especially shamans who receive the services of witchcraft, teluh, sellers etc. Oknum this shaman is always ready and can face the requests of the people who come to him.
Santet, teluh and so on are sent through the devil intermediaries who are assigned by shamans to spread or target the victim. Santet will work on a certain night. Clock clock prone will 'delivery' usual santet in time after magrib and before midnight.
Ancestors used to suggest sleeping after twelve o'clock to avoid 'delivery', especially the night of birth. I advise not to sleep in the afternoon.
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Grandpa Djoko last night only slept two hours. Wake up at dawn. After the prayer, Djoko's grandfather chose a light sport in his yard while breathing air again rich in oxygen.
An hour has passed, now Djoko's grandfather is resting on the porch of the house while holding a mobile phone. His wrinkled finger pressed on a person's number. The screen of his cell phone stuck to Djoko's grandfather's ear.
Tut's...Tut's...Tut's...
About ten minutes later, the call was taken from Djoko's grandfather. The voice of the person was clearly heard on Djoko's grandfather's phone. This voice is very well known by her, who else if not her son named Baskoro. Arumi's father and Aurora's husband.
" Have your son been hurt? "
" Thank God be well, not hurt in the least. Last night Baskoro told me to work on my company's financial statements, so that Arumi would not sleep. And his son is now in school " replied Baskoro from inside the cell phone.
" Can Arumi do your job, it's hard for a teenager like Arumi. Not yet when the Bas was working on it ", said Djoko's grandfather.
Baskoro laughed a little over there "an introduction, after all, his son was quick to respond and the results were true all there was not a single rupiah scattered"
Grandpa Djoko shook his head "next time don't repeat. Your job is to do the same with your assistant. Don't burden your duties on Arumi, just introduce "
" As for the man who attacked last night has fallen ill "
" Let it be well, such a person is not to be pitied. That was the consequence. Who told you to hurt Arumi "in a serious tone.
And they continued to talk until it did not feel like an hour or more twenty minutes.
" Grandpa and grandma are having a night at your mansion "
" Let my driver pick you up. Baskoro close first, assalamualaikum..."
" Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Djoko's grandfather.
Grandpa Djoko got up from sitting down. Walk into the house. The footsteps stopped right in front of the wardrobe. Slowly, his hands opened the closet door.
Creet...
These two eyes focused on seeing what he was looking for. When he was seen, then he took it by heart.
A small box made of wood carved from mythological animals in the form of a dragon image. Completed the crown that was on the dragon's head. When it was opened, inside was a white cloth whose size was as long as the palm of an adult hand.
Grandpa Djoko switched to sitting on the edge of the bed with one hand carrying a small box. Her one hand opened the cover of this small box.
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" It has not been cleaned for a long time" murmured Djoko's grandfather when he opened the keris.
This cleaning specifically uses white mycis oil and do not forget to use cotton, so that his hands avoid sharp kris this.
One day this keris will change hands to Arumi, only he is able to care for this keris.
Seriate...