THE BIRTH OF THE ENLIGHTENER
Chapter 4.
Chapter 4.
"Already, Cake! Already seen guru grandpa!” said it.
"Yes, that means you can see it.Well, you can see what's behind you?" Sangga turned around and was shocked to see a panther sitting upright and glaring at Sangga.
"God's Masya. That's a real tiger cake?" Stoves straight away and sits on the mat again.
“Means grandpa used to be champion dong, have a great science?” ask Sangga curiously.
“Ah, normal. Grandpa just studied ordinary silat! But indeed grandfather used to also learn the name of kanuragan science!” Sangga looked at the grandfather with the mangosteen.
“Kek, I want dong taught silat by grandfather! Hopefully we can make Sangga defend himself. I don't have any silat skills!”
“Bby. Later grandfather will teach you some moves, to defend himself!”
The day was filled with much chatter around the lives of Sangga and Krishna's grandfather.
Two days later, Grandpa and Sangga started trading cilok, batagor and somay in front of a hotel in the large Mall area there. Stoves push the cart every morning and evening. Alhamdulillah, since then the income of grandfathers increased from selling cilok, batagor and somay. He also divided the profits of his sale to Sanggabuwana. Grandfather also had been able to return his capital that had been borrowed from Sangga, although Sangga never wanted to accept it.
Every day Sangga save money from the gift of grandfather. They both live simply. Despite eating potluck, but they still do worship without holes.
“Sangga, Sangga.!” Call a wsyanum standing at the door of the room. Sangga who was resting with grandfather then got up and approached the door.
“Eh, mbak Dira, what's up?” ask Sangga.
“Eh, hm, Mas Sangga, this is a side dish from Mother,” sahutnya while giving a tray containing two dishes of side dishes.
“Ngerepotinn aja, mbak! Thank you loh. Mbak Dira has not looked at it for a long time, anywhere, mbak?” ask Sangga.
“Eh. There is a Sangga. Mas Sangga aja who never looked for Dira,” Replied Dira who was still standing in front of the door. Sangga was surprised to see the figure of a tall, big, hairy black creature behind Dira's body. The mango moves the food to a different plate. And bring all his plates back to Dira.
“Thank you, yes. Dira want to stop by first?” ask Sangga who intends to help Dira.
“Indeed can my mas go inside?” ask Dira wonder.
“Come, it's there grandpa is lying down, grandpa is just resting!” Then Dira went into the contract of Sangga and grandfather. The creature looked at Sangga with a sharp look. Sangga pretended not to see it and invited Dira inside.
“Kek, this is Dira.” The creature did not dare to enter the grandfather's room.
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam,” sahut grandpa. “Oh Dira, thank you for the side dish. Tell your mother! What is ngerepotin anyway?” Grandfather sat down from his fall and looked strangely at Sanggabuwana. Because it seems like there is something to be conveyed by Sangga.
Dira, a female figure who is white, small, beautiful jolly and likes the same Sanggabuwana. He lived three houses apart from his grandfather's contract.
“Iya cake, later delivered to mom.” Sangga gave the code to Grandpa Krishna, to look at the front of the house.
“Why Stare?” Grandpa brought his ear closer to Sangga's mouth.
“Kek, there is genderuwo serem in front, he does not dare to enter. He followed Dira directly behind his back. Please kick the cake, pity Dira!” Pride whispers that can only be heard by grandfather.
Grandfather nodded slowly. Grandpa got up and walked towards the door. Then he was like chanting words and his Gender went missing exploding. Grandpa walked back inside and sat back down.
“Nak Dira, There are people who like you huh??” ask Grandpa Krishna.
“Kok, grandpa know? How can you know anyway?” ask Dira. Grandpa sat back cross-legged.
“You refused it, huh? Why?”
“Hm, yes cake. I don't like cake with him, but why does Grandpa know that I like it. If grandfather knows, ituloh, whose house is white!” dira explained to Grandpa.
“Hm, yes yes..If it's not wrong he does like drugs, huh? His house was a police officer at that time!” Grandpa scrunched his forehead.
“Yes grandfather, so I do not want and do not like him. He's hanging out in a gazebo by the highway! Rich but uneducated. He likes Dira for a long time, but Dira doesn't want to be with him!”dira explained.
“What age are you, now?” ask grandpa.
“I 18 years cake!” answer Dira.
“Hm, yes already, if you are sick or there is nothing, you just come here!” sahut grandpa.
“Indeed why cake, how to make a cake? Is anyone following Dira kek?” ask Dira. Dira fear.
“Nothing really , Dira. I think there's just something like you! I think the guy who likes you is!” sahut Grandpa Krishna while giving a view.
“Kok, grandpa know? Yes, the Kek. Sometimes, if I go to the bathroom often see a big black creature, clean serem deh cake. That thing's hairy! Serem Kek, did he bother Dira huh, cake??” ask Dira curiously. He was still curious about grandfather's response.
“Yes, that's probably all! That would be possible.Hehehehe.” Grandfather confused to answer him, afraid Dira misunderstood him and accused the macem-maecem.
“Ya already, cake. Oh yes, because Sanggabuwana mas does not have HP, yes?” ask Dira clumsy.
“Hm, what's HP for? I don't need HP right now! My friend Wong is my only grandfather! I don't need HP, who do I want to call??”
“Oh, I mean, if the call can be, mas. Sometimes, Dira need ngobro friend, mas!” dira replied rather sadly looking.
“Yes, if you want to chat, go to this one. If there are two grandfathers! Grandpa doesn't want any slander!” Grandpa gave an answer to Dira.
“Good cake, mas Sangga. In that case, Dira went home first, yes!” He stood up and shook hands with Sanggabuwana's grandfather.
“Iya, thank you yes, Dira.”
“Good cake.”
“Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikumsalam.
Krishna, like he took care of his mother for six months he was sick and could not wake up.
That afternoon, Sangga was preparing lunch for Krishna's grandfather. After being the food, he took it to the place where grandfather had cooked as well as rice and other side dishes. Sanggabuwan wants to eat with Krishna's grandfather. Grandpa looks a little light.
“Kek, this is eat first. Sangga made chicken soup for my grandfather. So that grandfather can quickly get healthy and heal!” invite Sangga. Sangga put his food next to the fallen grandfather. Grandpa sat down and stood up.
“Eh Kek's. Where's grandpa going?” asked Sangga who participated to stand while holding the body of Krishna's grandfather.
He went to the closet and opened the closet. Grandpa took something from below, his pile of clothes that turned out to be a wooden box. Grandfather sat back who was still held by Sangga and returned to the top of the Mattress. He sat down and opened the box.
“Sangga, this necklace is for you!” He gave her a necklace with a bright green stone pendant that Sangga had seen.
“Kek, this is not the necklace used by his teacher grandfather?” ask Sangga who is still reminded of the photo in the picture frame on the wall. Sangga then stood up and took a picture figura attached to the wall and sat back before Grandpa Krishna.
“This cake! Look, same right?” asked Sangga who showed the necklace worn by the teacher.
“Oh, you see it? Means this necklace is your soul mate!” sahut grandpa.
“Yes, look at this, exactly the same as the guru grandpa used! Really no, cake??” ask again.
“True son, that necklace is what makes him invisible.” Grandfather then put on the necklace and disappeared directly from the presence of Sangga. Sangga looked tired and dyed emcari grandfather Krishna.
“Grandpa, grandpa. Where's grandpa?” sangga's hand led to where Grandpa was sitting but not felt.
“Aduh cake, don't bother dong, cake!” Sanggabuwana felt that his cheeks were poking him and his shoulders were also patting. Then Krishna's grandfather is seen again after the necklace is removed. He still holds the chain.
“God's Passion, cake. So that grandpa from there didn't move?” ask Sangga.
“Iya. Grandpa was still here from earlier. Sangga, Grandpa left this necklace for you. And here are instructions for use. You memorize, yes! Even though grandpa was invisible and can not be held by you and felt, but grandfather can still touch you and you feel right earlier if grandfather touched on the shoulder and on the cheek??” Grandpa put the necklace back in and closed the box.
“Iya cake, feeling patted on my shoulder and caressed my cheek!”
“Nah Sangga, This is for you, son. Grandpa is very grateful to you, at the end of your life, grandfather has a good friend who wants to take care of grandfather!” Krishna's grandfather looked at Sanggabuwana with affection.
“What a cake, there-there ajaahh! Grandpa will be cured!” Sangga was very sad because he did not want to be left by his grandfather who had been a substitute for his parents.
“Oh yes, This pendant is actually there a partner. Daggerlike. The dagger is held by a college friend of grandfather, his name is Nek Plintir. Until now, Grandpa did not know of his whereabouts. If it is your soul mate, you will definitely meet him! If these two objects meet and will merge into a small SPEAR-shaped heirloom weapon!”
“I'm how where, cake? Continue, do I have to immediately find the nek Plintir? For both weapons
it can unite??” asked Sangga who did not understand the meaning of the words of Krishna's grandfather, who was full of mystery. Sangga did not understand at all what Krishna's grandfather meant. He himself never saw a spear in front of him.
“Quiet and Patience. This heirloom object will take you to the nek Plintir and you can unite these two heirlooms. Later, you use this Pendant to help people who ask you for help. So wear!”
“Iya cake, later I wear, it is better to simpn aja the pendant first. We eat first, yes. This pendant box I return first yes cake, into the closet?” ask Sangga. Sangga immediately put the pendant box back in the grandfather's closet.
“It is, let's eat together!” bring Grandpa Kresna.
“Good cake.” They sit back and eat together.
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After a week of grandfather being suddenly ill, he breathed his last. Kresna's grandfather was buried at the nearby TPU. Before being buried, Sangga took care of the death letter of kake kKresna to the local RT. Sanggabuwana looked for the grandfather ID card in the grandfather's closet, and looked at the pendant box again and opened it. He put the box back and looked for the grandfather ID in a map.
Krishna's grandfather was buried well by many neighbors, all sincerely helping Sangga deliver the body of Krishna's grandfather to his last place.
That night, Sangga himself thought of his unfortunate fate. He shed his tears, because he came back to live alone, a kara in Jakarta. After the prayer, he immediately searched the box and took it. Sanggabuwana sat on the floor and opened the box. Take out the paper in the box carefully.
“Hm, means this necklace can be used even though it cannot disappear, as long as I read this prayer sentence. Then I use it, because it can be used at any time I can help people who need it at any time.”gumam Sangga.
Sanggabuwana began memorizing prayer sentences for various purposes. Tomorrow Sanggabuwana starts selling cilo, somay and batago again. Every morning, Sanggabuwana went to where he used to sell.
That afternoon, she was already being waited on by Dira. His face looks pale. After sending his wagon to the wall, Dira approached Sangga.
“Mas Steady!” Call Dira.
“Ya Dira, what's wrong, you're making her face pale once in a while?” ask Sangga wonder.
“Mas, can I not ask for help again?” tany.
“Please what else, Dira?” Sangga was surprised to see Dira's face as pale as a corpse.
“For a while, why are you so pale? Are you sick, Dira?” Sangga scrunched his forehead.
“I don't know Sangga. I feel like I'm not living anymore. Like a part of my life was gone. Help me with Sangga. I don't want to die yet! Sometimes I feel like I'm floating my soul!” Her eyes had already blocked her tears and were about to drain her tears from her beautiful eyelids.
“Alright Dira, Magrib saa will come again! Dira come with Dira's mother here, we'll check. I'm alone here, so avoid slander, take your mother!”
“Good mas, later I come with Mom!!” Dira walked back to his house which was 3 houses away from Sangga's contract.
The lady goes into the house and takes a shower. After the Maghrib prayer, Sangga closed the rented door and wore a pendant she took from the grandfather's closet. Sangga wonder, the tiger that was once lost, now reappears. Sangga stared fixedly at the tiger and told him to sit back, the tiger according.
“Hei tigers. I'll call you Leon. If I call Leon, come and execute my orders!”
“Auummmm...!”
“Good, I want you to help me! I want to find out, who made Grandpa sick and died? Show me the person and where he lives! I want to repay them!”
Can the Sanggabuana take revenge for Krishna's grandfather's death?
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