THE BIRTH OF THE ENLIGHTENER
Chapter 3.

CHAPTER 3.

“Hey, you're called Sangga, huh? It was called by the same people on the platform!” The girl opened her voice with a smile.

 “Iya I am Sangga, complete Sanggabuwana. You who?” ask Sangga shyly.

“Include, I'm Istikah!” The girl extended her hand.

“Sanggabuwana!” He welcomed his hand.

“You want to go to Jakarta too?” ask me with a sweet smile.

“Iya, you?” ask Sannga back.

“Yes, me too, I want to continue my studies there, Sangga. Coincidentally, I want to be lectured by my uncle who is a business man, in Jakarta,” Istikah replied kindly.

“Wah, good yes, someone wants to lecture you. I also want to continue college, but I can't like it yet, because my money doesn't exist.” The back is leaning back.

“Hm, yes patient, I was also lectured by my uncle who is a big businessman in the field of fabrics. She's very nice.”

“Oh so, congratulations yes, maybe I will follow the lecture in Jakarta!” Proudly trying to smile.

“Oh yes, you want to Jakartanya, where?” ask Istikah curiously.

“Akuuu..Don't know, I don't have any relatives there either. I want to go and complain about my fate to Jakarta. I want to work first and collect money, keep going to college.” Sangga replied in a sad tone.

“Do not be sad that Sangga, if there is determination it will work.” Istikah.

“Yes, thank you, Istikah!” sahut Sangga's. They were still engaged in chatter around their respective lives. Early in the morning, they reached Senen Station, they separated because Istikah was picked up by his own uncle. They wave each other's hands. Sangga immediately looked for the mosque to rest and wait for dawn.

After the dawn prayer, Sangga walked out of the mosque and waited for the bus on the side of the road while heading towards the city. Before long, the bus shows up and he gets on. The morning trip made him feel refreshed because he had enough rest.

Arriving at the City terminal, he got off and walked towards Beos station. Proud to buy a drink and cilok to fill his stomach. He did not know the direction of his destination in Jakarta, because he was only the first time to Jakarta. Suddenly from across the street appeared an old father wanting to cross the street towards him, but because the streets were crowded the father was always hesitant.

Sangga watched continuously towards the father and stood observing. Sure enough, when the father began to push his wagon that was in the middle of the road, a motorbike with high speed suddenly joleng because of the shock of seeing the wagon the father who appeared suddenly. As a result, the motorbike pulled the front wagon.

“AWAS KEK!!” She screamed but it was too late.

BRAKKS

BRAKKS

CROTCHES

Because the father could not hold his wagon big enough, his wagon fell and all his goods scattered. The vehicle behind it all immediately stopped, automatically saw it, the motorcyclist who did not want the responsibility to drive his motorcycle and run away.

Seeing the incident, Sangga immediately helped the old grandfather's cart and pushed the cart to the side of the road so as not to block the already crowded road. Assisted by some people Sangga lifted his cart. All the items in the carts were directly carried by some people to the side of the road.

“Grandpa, grandpa is okay?” ask Sangga.

“Thank you son, grandfather had heard your voice, but I can not avoid the person who rode the bike. Maybe it's grandpa's fate, son!” Grandpa is sad.

“Already cake, I help push the cart, just calm the cake. His grandfather is far from here?” asked Sangga while raising the scattered items into the grandfather's cart.

“Not far from here! Never mind son, grandfather is the one who pushed!” Grandpa wants to take his push. He looks still shaking his hand because of the incident earlier.

 “It's cake, don't! Grandpa hasn't had breakfast yet, has he? Grandpa gemeteran that way!” asked Sangga to talk to his grandfather.

“Not yet, I haven't had breakfast! Grandfather had run out of capital for trading, so had not had time to buy breakfast. Uh, now it's all over Grandpa's trade. His name is apes. How else?!” The grandfather looked down lethargic from sadness and annoyance. It was seen that Grandfather shed his tears.

“I Sanggabuwana, cake!” Sangga directly extended his hand.

“I Krishna!” Grandfather welcomed Sanggabuwana's hand and wiped his tears dripping from his eye sash.

“Yes already, we go to grandfather's house, I just help the cake, calm me strong!” Sangga immediately pushed the cilok cart which some of his wood was broken. But Sangga had tied him up with a raffia rope that he found on the side of the road, so it could be pushed.

They walk to each other quietly watching the road, Sangga follow the kkek who walked slowly. Seen the grandfather is still in shock with the recent incident. Arriving at the rented house of grandfather, the cilok cart by Sangga was pressed against the wall.

“Let's go in, nak Sangga!” Ask the grandfather to open the door.

“Yes, thank you cake. This is a compact area huh, cake?” ask Sangga who entered and release the sandals. He put his bag in a room measuring only 3 X2 meters.

“Iya son, this is a solid area, son! This is my grandfather's place. For 10 years now, my grandfather has been living alone here. What do you want to drink, son?” ask grandpa.

“Air white only cake. Grandpa lives alone here?” ask Sangga who did not meet anyone in the small house. He saw that the contract of grandfather was not much.

“Yes son, grandfather lives alone here, just a stick in Jakarta. Grandpa lived alone in Jakarta for a long time!”

“Does Grandpa have no family, children or grandchildren?” tanya Sangga salut with toughness grandfather who can live alone.

“No son, they are in the village all. But it's been ten years since Grandpa didn't meet them! I don't know, are they still there or not? Ataumereka does not remember grandfather!” Reply to the grandfather who had difficulty walking.

“Kek, grandfather do not need to sell anymore, grandfather keep health only.” Sangga Kasian saw the grandfather

“If grandfather does not sell, grandfather lives and gets money from where, Sangga! Now grandfather already has no capital to sell!” he poured water on the glass of mango.

“Thank you, kek.” Sangga immediately drank the water until it ran out.

“If you can know, son Sangga this from where and go?” Grandfather sat across from Sangga and brought his pot of white water closer to nearby Sangga.

“I am from Cirebon cake, I am here to Jakarta to complain fate, cake.  A few weeks ago, my mother passed away. After graduating High School yesterday, I was expelled by a loan shark who told me that my mother used to have a debt to him. I have to pay ten million, while the debt is only five million, because it has burned my house, he considered even with the interest! My money where's that cake from??” Sangga looked sad to be seen by Krishna's grandfather.

“So he burned your house too?? Yes, his name is loan shark, Sangga. They want big flowers. Sometimes people do not know the dangers of Riba and become loan sharks!!” Grandpa goes drinking.

“Iya cake, so I ran from there, after seeing my house burned. So with the remaining money I work, I run away to Jakarta. Just a time fate brings luck!”

“Oh yes cake, I want to buy food for our breakfast. Kasian grandpa hasn't eaten yet! Is there a stall near here, cake?” Stand up.

“That's next to the turn this way there's a full stall! There is selling small food and groceries!” Answer grandpa.

“Hm, well cake, I go there first yes cake. What do you want to eat?” ask Sangga.

“Anything son, sorry grandfather no longer has money. For tomorrow sales only, grandfather does not know get money not?” answer the sad snooze.

“It's cake, if for sales capital tomorrow, Sangga is there, wear it first. It's the cake.” Sangga handed over one million to grandfather.

“Thank you son Sangga, you are so kind. We just met, and you don't work anymore. Grandpa borrow first yes, later grandfather replace if there is already a result of the sale of the ciloknya!”

“No need to replace cake. Stove up!”Sangga smiled at Krishna's grandfather.

“Hmmm...Thanks for Sangga.”

“Iya cake, I went to the stall first yes, kek.” Sangga directly walked to the stall that was addressed. I bought the necessary needs in that house.

After arriving at grandfather's house. They ate the rice that Sangg bought and ate together greedily.

“Nak Sangga, you just stay here with grandfather. While you have not been able to get a job to help grandfather sales cilok, want?” ask Krishna's grandfather

“Kek, I thank you if allowed by grandfather. But is it not burdensome for grandfather? Am I not working yet? Anyway I don't understand making a peek?” ask Sangga in a polite tone.

“No nak Sangga. If there is you, grandfather there is a friend here, at the same time you can nemani grandfather selling cilok! Later grandfather can also sell somay and batagor!”

“Yes, alright kek. I would like to, but just teach it to make good lilok and somay, hehehe.”

“Bby, just relax. All of his knowledge will let you down!” kresna's grandfather. “Come, nak Sangga, the tea is still hot. Or would you like to make coffee?” ask grandpa.

“No cake, let me make my own cake!”

Sangga saw some pictures of grandfather when he was young and he stood looking at the photo on the wall up close.

 “This is a grandfather in this photo? Which one is cake?” ask Sangga while guessing the photo of the grandfather who stood with some of his classmates.

Grandfather stood up slowly and got closer to Sangga.

“This grandpa! It's guru grandpa!” He said while pointing to the photo.

“Where is teacher grandpa? Doesn't look ahh, it's just three people! Which one is grandpa?” Sangga brought his eyes closer to the photo afraid of seeing wrong. Kresna's grandfather langung flicked his finger in front of Sangga's eyes. Sangga was shocked to see that there was an old man with a white beard until the moment, was standing next to the photo

grandfather with a bright green stone pendant necklace. He smiled at the camera.

“God's Passion, cake. Strange, there wasn't, now is there? Why can Sangga see?? There was no guru grandfather!” Grandpa immediately flicked back his finger and Sangga was again shocked because the teacher's photo of grandfather returned invisible alias disappeared.

“Subhanallah, how can you, Cake? Grandpa just snapped a finger, like, and I could see. Then, I couldn't see any more after grandfather plucked a finger again. Great grandpa, learn where's the cake? How can that be?” tanya Sangga was astonished to see for himself the actions of Krishna's grandfather.

“If I open your inner eyes, I will be able to see Master Grandpa. And you will also be able to see all invisible creatures in the real world. Because your eyes are already Jin's eyes!” Grandfather explained.

“Meaning cake? If Jinnya's eyes are opened, I can see a subtle creature, right??” Sangga did not understand Krishna's grandfather's intentions.

“I mean, you can see Jin and so on that are invisible. Yes, if you are able and not afraid of many strange forms, it is okay.But if you are not strong, you will continue to be afraid! Because of their strange shapes. Want grandpa to open your Jin eyes?” Grandpa explained.

“Hmm..Hmmmm….Well cake, I never saw anything like it until now! Can I keep his Jinnya's eyes open, later if Sangga is not strong, will tell my grandfather to close again. How's cake?” ask Sangga.

“Alright.Grandfather will open again your inner eyes!” Grandpa immediately plucked his finger back. Sangga again could see his teacher Krishna's grandfather in the picture frame.

"I can see this, cake?" ask Sangga curiously.

"Have you seen the teacher Grandpa hasn't been in that picture?" Sangga looked back at the photo and smiled.

Why can't Sanggabuana see? Is there a secret?”

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