
It was clearly visible to Jaya's inner eye.. Some people were waiting for the owner of his house who was still inside the house in the middle of the hut.
Jaya's inner eyes continuously looked around the mountain slope of the princess. Her place is so unfamiliar to her but a teenager who is only eight years adrift of her age with Jaya, seems to have met before... Where and when we never met... His inner knowledge and eyes are almost similar to Jaya's.
The entire body of the teenager who was leading the pilot in the morning, seemed to shine and bright brightly dazzling Jaya's eyes... When Jaya tried to penetrate the teenage heart.
"Who is that young man. Jaya churned in her heart out of curiosity.. Until He penetrated Karuhun Karuhun the young man.... Until the nasab of his father reached Sunan Gunung Jati.. While from his mother's side to the king of Pajajaran. Siliwangi.
The young man who spoke his words gently was affectionate to anyone. That morning as usual, Mbok Mimin the widow of an old rice breakfast vendor sat by in front of the young man's house. Old age and a body that began to hunch over added linjing on his back that was full of rice sit on the wrap, in a tie shawl. While his right hand tote a bag of crrawl containing side dishes that have been in a plastic bag the size of ice.
As usual, the old granny stopped at the young man's door while offering her merchandise. Even though she knew that the young man was fasting every day, the grandmother was just waiting for the young man to answer her cry offering his wares in the morning.
"Messer moal Kiayi." Shouted Old Grandma.
"Henteu Boga Duit Mbok." Answer the young man called Kiayi.
Although the answer was only that spoken by the young man, it has made fun instead of playing and soon passed a happy smile and not until half an hour of his trading was over in the bought people. But the grandmother was very moody when she offered her merchandise at the young man's door. But the young man never heard the sign that the young man was leaving. That for him means a day of struggle offers his merchandise and it is not necessarily exhausted, it is the strangeness of the young man who lives on the hillside of Mount Putri with his 16 students, which makes the inner eye of Jaya shot by itself into the area.
Jaya is still sitting with her precepts on a stretch of prayer mats in one of the special rooms of Abah Atang's house... His inner eyes are still probing into the life of the young man called Kiayi at a young age and has the knowledge of the level of God.. The line of descent is almost the same as Jaya..!
A few minutes later... Suddenly Jaya's ears buzzed very loudly, and the sound was heard clearly.!
"My brother.... I wait for you on the slopes of the princess mountain when your business is done crushing the demon monkeys with the kings.!
"I've been waiting for you for over 100 years... If only I were not on the slopes of the princess mountain... Find me at the end of the kulon precisely in one of the wilderness in West Java province.!
Jaya who heard the voice of the young man tried to reply to his words... But the glance of his inner eye vision disappeared and looked pitch-black and could not be reached anymore by him.!
Jaya is increasingly curious about his words and the invitation of the young man has been waiting for her for about 100 years... He was confused by the looks of his face and body that the young man was under Jaya in terms of his age.!
"I'll come.! Definitely come.! Wait for me to clear up the matter with the demon monkeys and the other dedemites." Jaya said as she got up and came out of the special room.
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The fifth day of the Agus family in protection at the house of Muhtar his sister-in-law. At 13:00 noon after the subuhrime sitting in the living room there are already Abah Dewa, Muhtar, Mang Jaka and Agus. The four of them were waiting for guests to arrive. At the table has been provided a variety of cakes, orange bananas and bitter coffee and mineral water glasses.
The weather in the sky was not as usual. Clumps of black clouds moved slowly over Muhtar's house. At first glance it looks like a cloud of cloud cloud that covers the bright weather this afternoon. Wind gusts were felt into the living room and the sound of tree branches around the house was heard moving rubbing against each other.
"Built in the sky Abah. Rich rain will fall hard." Muhtar said a moment out and then in again.
"You feel the strange gust of wind, don't you.?" Ask Abah Dewa.
"Yes Abah.... A lot of wind but kok does not feel cool it just feels moist and sultry." Answer Muhtar.
"May It Rain somewhere else." Sahut Mang Jaka's.!
Sometimes said the old man first, if the weather was hot or sultry but in the cloudy sky Black clouds.. According to the beliefs of the Old Man in ancient times. (Rain in Batur )
The four people fluttered motley in their hearts at the thought of the question in their hearts.
A momentary silence in that place, they without a single word uttered. Arrived shocked by the sound of the ringing of Abah Dewa's mobile phone.
"Kriiiiing''
"Kriiiiing''
"Kriiiiing''
"Astaghfirullah alladzim." The four of them were shocked.
Abah Dewa immediately picked up the incoming phone, with the feeling there was still a sense of shock.
"Assynolajet. Where is it.?" Abah Dewa answered the incoming phone.
"WaallAikum Salam's. Abba... I'm at the terminal." Answer the man called Aki.
"OKs... Ready to wait there in front of the restaurant.. Now my brother will pick her up." Abah Dewa's.
"Ready." Said the man on the phone.. And then finish the phone call.
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"Tars... Get Ki Ageng. He said he just got off the bus and waited in front of the rice house." Abah Dewa's.
"Ready Abah. How many people.?" Ask Muhtar.
"As alone as it is." Reply to the Lord briefly.!
Muhtar immediately went out to pick up guests who had been aware in waiting for his arrival.
"Who is Abah.?" Ask Mang Jaka curiously.!
"Abah Dewa briefly told the figure of the guest to Mang Jaka and Agus. The guest was named Muhammad Alwi Badruddin.. People who have knowledge of kebatinan and enter the paranormal circle in this country call it Ki Ageng.
My meeting and with Ki Ageng for the first time at the Cirebon area pilgrimage site, the same as each other probing their respective kebatinan." The Light of the Gods.
Mang Jaka and Agus mangosteen mangosteen heard the information from Abah Dewa about the guests who will come to Muhtar's house and petrified the Agus family problem.!
Seriate.