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92. challenges from hohoho

Karno sat in front of the TV. He had a two-day truce with his wife. Yesterday the third world war because of Susi. Ordinary, the Susi kegenitan, Karnonya odd. Clop, like an electric plug. Hazri who broke up this quarrel because she was asked to mediate by Marno and her stepmother. “If it is still like this, Mr. Karno just stop being commissioner,” bluff pretending. Marno supported, as long as he saw the behavior of his father who is now flooded with money. Even though Hazri is no longer in the farm, she still owns it. Everyone knows too. Quiet Karno.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” heard greetings from the front porch.

Karno just shut up. He's a little lazy.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” heard again.

“Wa’alaikum salam,” said also finally. Karno opened the front door. Surprised he saw a big tall man standing on the front porch of his house. Dress like a silat swordsman.

“Good night, Sir. I am looking for Ki Mahmud Tidar,” he said. Initiatives to open the conversation.

“Ki Mahmud Tidar? Who is this father?” ask Karno.

“I Sukoco, from Banyuwangi.”

Karno. “Let's go in, Sir,”

“What is this father Ki Mahmud Tidar?” he asked again.

“Before, Sir, who is Ki Mahmud Tidar?” Karno asked back.

Sukoco was confused as well. He chose this house because it looked the most beautiful. According to the wangsit he received, Ki Mahmud Tidar was the richest man in his village. “This is Tidar village, right?” Sukoco asked later.

“Iya,” Reply Karno.

“Then it is so true here the existence of Ki Mahmud Tidar that I am looking for.”

“Log in first, sir, let's go in first. We talk inside.”

Sukoco did not refuse this time. He entered Karno's house, sitting in the lavish living room. In fact, for the size of Magelang city.

“Who is Ki Mahmud Tidar that Mr Sukoco is looking for?” Karno was curious too. “Here there are three named Mahmud, namely Kang Mahmud rice manager, Pak Mahmud Mukidin forestry extension, the same Haji Mahmud. No one uses Ki his name.”

“Sakti Beach, high-science swordsman..,” replied Sukoco.

“Decars? Wow the three are not warriors,” replied Karno.

Sukoco.sighs. “Shortly, Sir..,” said. He recited the mantra, then quietly concentrated on closing his eyes.

Karno glares. Busyet, this guy's right.

A moment later Sukoco opened his eyes. “Not translucent crawled. There are only pigeons...”

Karno laughed too. “Ooh, Haji Mahmud? He is a pigeon. I am the commissioner at his farm,” he said rather proud.

Sukoco is also sparkling. “Haji Mahmud? This Ki Mahmud Tidar?”

“Waduh, don't know me that Ki Mahmud Tidar his. Only from the three Mahmud, Haji Mahmud who has a dove. But, as far as I know I am not a warrior ah.”

“Can you know where his home is?”

“Let me drop off, Sir. Coincidentally I also want to go there,” kilah Karno. In fact, just curious to know what is.

“Thank you, Sir. Hohoho...,” Sukoco also laughed.

Busyet, Karno was amazed again. The echo of his laughter. Until his wife felt the need to look into the living room. Want to know who's laughing like that Werkudara. His father Gatot Glass, the muscle of iron bone wire.

They head for Hazri's house in Sukoco's Jeep. There are two more people as simple as Sukoco. He said, his student.

Meanwhile, there Hazri and Faruq are muthalaah science as usual. Faruq has been running his soul for half a year to Truth with Hazri's guidance. The light began to slowly seep into his heart. Although still struggling with understanding, but Faruq has been able to live the meaning of the difference between science and understanding. That is the initial stage to be able to understand the true self in order to know God. Just like Hazri was.

“We will have guests,” said Hazri slowly. “Amoretime arrived.”

“Who, Mr. Haji”

“Testu far.”

Faruq.

“For a while yes, I want to tell Ami.”

Hazri came out to tell his wife.

“Dek...,” he woke his sleeping wife next to the sleeping Fia.

“Iya, Mas?” Ami woke up immediately.

“Dek, want guests. But, Adek in the room only, do not come out until Mas call.”

“Lho? Why, Mas?” Ami was a little worried.

“No, it's okay. Only guests. Anyway just like that?”

Although still curious, but Ami nodded. “Be careful, Mas.

“God's Insya. Already yes, Mas back there.”

Ami nodded again. Hazri returns to the dhikr room.

Not long after. “Assalamu’alaikum, Mr. Haji.?” karno Voice.

“Wa’alaikum salam,” sahut Hazri. With Faruq he went to the front porch. Faruq opened the door.

“Wah, there was Mr. Ustadz turned out,” Karno mesem, Faruq too.

Hazri nongol's. “Pak Karno? Is it peaceful? Hehe... .. Same who?”

Karno laughed a little. “This, Mr. Haji, I drove Mr. Sukoco from Banyuwangi, maybe want to meet Pak Haji means.”

“Ooh...,” Hazri looks at Sukoco with a smile.

Sukoco who from the beginning had observed Hazri was approaching. “I Sukoco from Padepokan Manggala Yuda Banyuwangi. I am a student of the late Kiai Darmo. I received his invitation to meet Ki Mahmud Tidar,” he said with a heavy voice Werkudara his.

Hazri smiles. He knew Sukoco was using deep energy. From his monitor, the energy in Sukoco was at the same level as it used to be. His presentation, whatever the name, is also equivalent to ‘Cakra Buana’. Sukoco facial lines are hard, yet imply friendliness. Characteristics of high-class wisdom. Hikmah is a science of kanuragan based on Kalamullah but still happy berjin-jin. Haven't met pure monhid. Hopefully still looking, not veiled to get there.

“Please sit down, Ki Sukoco,” says Hazri.

Sukoco did not refuse, he already had a sense that the person in front of him was not careless. They also sat on the terrace. Hazri, Sukoco, Faruq, and Karno. Two Sukoco disciples were sitting on a park bench over there. Although faint, Sukoco was clearly agitated. But only Hazri knows this. Faruq and Karno did not understand.

“Why is his bodyguard Ki Sukoco? Don't want to enter?” ask Hazri.

Sukoco. He was indeed agitated because his four magical guards did not dare to approach. Huddled on a huge rock outside the confines of this courtyard of the house. But, he said nothing, just staring at Hazri.

Inwardly, Hazri calls the four magical guards of Sukoco who look like the royal soldiers of the past. The four approached timidly. Sukoco was really shocked. Called by him from earlier, the four magical guards refused. The turn is called once by Ki Mahmud Tidar. Go forward together though scared.

To them, the creatures without the rough bodies, Hazri gave permission if you want to join here. But, they refused. “Ammun, Panembahan, let us there,” said one of the most authoritative. The four then bowed respectfully three times. Surely to Hazri, Sukoco, and I don't know who else. Sreset.

Hazri looked back, then chuckled softly. Deserve Sukoco glared continuously. Apparently, behind Hazri lined up a dozen jinn whose appearance was like the ustadz or kiai of the human race. White-robed, sacrificial, and pristine. They all respect Hazri. Hazri also replied. They are the third respected by the supernatural guards Sukoco earlier. The jinn said they were ready to help Hazri if needed.

Hazri thanked him, but asked his volunteer magical guards to step aside. This is the business of the human race, he said. They obeyed Hazri's orders, but did not go far. Cross-legged floating in front of the gate of this house yard while looking at the genies Sukoco, which was looked at so wrong behavior. It's been guests, losing charisma anyway. Hazri chuckled again. Right said Mr. Subakir and Kang Soleh, their behavior is like a human. His shari'a is invisible in the eyes of Zhahir. Must wear Bashirah aka eye livers.

All of these scenes are emblazoned in another dimension of nature. And, it only lasted a moment. Faruq and Karno did not know. The two Sukoco disciples seemed to have not reached this level either. Only Hazri, Sukoco, and the genies knew exactly what had just happened.

“Which bodyguard, Mr Haji? That's his student Pak Sukoco has entered from earlier?” karno asked confusedly. Faruq.

“Oo yes. Forgot me...,” kilah Hazri mesem.

Sukoco grimacing.

“Well, Ki Sukoco, what can I help?” ask Hazri.

Sukoco sighed. He was convinced that the one in front of him was Ki Mahmud Tidar. “Begini, Adimas, I received a commission from my late teacher, Kiai Darmo for a battle against Ki Mahmud Tidar. If I lose, then I have to learn from him. If I win, then there is nothing,” he said.

Smiling Hazri is called ‘adimas’ by Sukoco, as in the puppet realms. Brother, meaning. From his physical appearance, Sukoco's age is indeed above Hazri's. About the age of Mr. Subakir.

“What is Pak Haji Ki Mahmud Tidar?” Karno asked again. Onions

“Eemm, someone once called me by that designation,” replied Hazri. Mr. Subakir who used to say it.

“Have not asked much, Mr. Karno. Just look,” reprimand Faruq.

Spontaneous silent Karno was reprimanded directly by Faruq's. Try to shut him up.

“Means right I'm dealing with Ki Mahmud Tidar?” ask Sukoco.

Hazri nodded slowly.

Sukoco nodded. Relieved to be able to meet the person whom the teacher handed down. “That's how I received my teacher's mandate. As a fellow swordsman, I know Adimas must have understood him.”

Hazri nodded again. Sure understand. Same with his experience.

Karno held his heart so as not to be disappointed to ask about the swordsman. The problem is Faruq glares. His eyes are right round.

“When is Adimas ready?” ask Sukoco.

“When Ki Sukoco is ready,” replied Hazri.

Sukoco. “Lewat midnight later. Here.”

Hazri nodded.

Faruq continued to glare at Karno who looked grusak-grusuk sitting. Holding my heart from asking. Karno was curious. Susi who ‘so’ it was tried. Curious, he told Hazri when asked why.

“Pak Sukoco want coffee?” faruq asked after glancing at his watch. It's still an hour until midnight.

“Bby, can. Hohoho...,” Sukoco laughs.

Busyets. Faruq and Karno again gasped. Ami who lamented-sayup listening from the room was stunned. What human voice is that creepy laugh? Didn't know her husband could be more ‘hohoho’ than that if he wanted to.

“Come, Mr. Karno, helpin..,” Faruq withdraw Karno's hand.

Forced Karno to come along because Faruq did not let go of his handrails.

In the kitchen, while boiling water, Faruq asked Karno to shut up for anything he might see later. “Just we are silent. Don't talk to anybody. Surely Mr. Haji is very angry if we koar-koar. Pak Karno has seen Pak Haji angry yet?” ask Faruq.

Karno shakes.

“Well, don't look..,” snapped Faruq. In fact, he had also never seen Haji Mahmud angry. When's? Even the one who should be angry, he laughed.

“Unfortunately Ustadz never saw?” Karno curious.

“Just don't. Huh, don't get there,” bluff Faruq again.

Karno believe. If he gets fired as commissioner, he can.

Ami who heard the voices in the kitchen went there, “Pak Ustadz, Mr Karno? What are you doing?”

“Custom, Ma'am, make coffee,” Faruq replied.

“Let me make,” Ami take over the making of this coffee. “Who is Mr Ustadz's guest? How much does her voice sound?”

“Inch, Mbak..,” karno chirps.

“Ngak ah, mediocre. The man is big, so his voice is big too. Familiar with Pak Haji,” timpal Faruq while elbowing slowly Karno.

“Mas Mahmud is okay?” ask Ami again.

“Yes is okay. Why, Ma'am?” Faruq neutralize.

Ami also nodded. Trust him to Faruq. Cook Ustadz ngibul?

Finally the coffee is ready. Six glasses and a full pot, the cakes were there as well. Faruq and Karno return to the terrace. Ami went back to Fia's room.