Way Home
45. coconut coir considerations
The night wind is getting cold. It tells of the silence of the moon that has long longed for the sun to come together. Hazri and Sulton felt that, but the cold was defeated by the burning fireplace of coconut coir. The smoke was still billowing together with the singing stars.
“I was in Trenggalek looking for coconuts when I received news of your father's death. Ahmad saham... Fifteen against one. If only five people, will not be able to knock down your father.” Sulton's voice vibrates. “I went straight back to Jombang by bus, that day too.”
Hazri. From earlier he heard Haji Sulton mention the name of his father and mother when telling a story, but only now it feels so heartfelt. Hazri was only eleven years old when her father left. Gone forever left him, his mother, brother, and sister.
“You okay?” ask Sulton.
Hazri shook her head weakly.
“Your father left with his steadfast self-esteem. Ten people fell before Ahmad was stabbed to death by a yellow iron dagger. I'm sure, stabbing your father must be the leader because the iron aji it can only be held by people who are quite powerful in. I sent my men to help the police chase the perpetrators. Most of them got caught. I arrested the leader myself, because the police were overwhelmed to take the man down.” Sulton looked at Hazri. “As I recall, you were at the police station with your mother back then, right?”
Hazri nodded, still remembering the event. Haji Sulton rampaging in police station yard. The lead thief of the grain was severely beaten. The police tried to calm down, but they instead bounced while going to hold Haji Sulton's body. Mom and Umi yell to ask Haji Sulton to end his madness. But as if he did not want to hear, he continued to beat up the big man. The only thing in his mind was the body of his best friend who was robbed by this gang of thieves without mercy, Ahmad. The atmosphere was more chaotic because Haji Sulton's men also participated in beating other perpetrators.
The police chief exited his office, brandished a pistol and shot three times into the air. “Stop!” his yell. No one stopped. He shot three more times in the air. Still no one stopped, even more chaotic. The screams of the perpetrators grew louder, blood spurting everywhere. Some of them even cannot wake up anymore. Finally, he pointed his gun at Haji Sulton. Mom and Umi hysterically saw it...
Dor's! Gun barking. Haji Sulton gasped in his back, then stared intently at the Chief of Police who shot him. Seeing that, his men stopped hitting the thieves. Everyone was gobsmacked, Haji Sulton's body was bulletproof! That hot tin just tore his clothes off, but it did not pierce through his body at all. Let alone translucent, not even a small wound.
Haji Sulton dragged the lead of the grain thief who was like a lump of red meat and slammed it in front of the Police Chief. “Please take care of this bastard, sir, or I will take care of myself if you can't!” his voice echoed loudly and firmly as his inner power was still fully active. The Police Chief nodded while looking at the results of Haji Sulton's actions, he could only shake. What would happen if it wasn't stopped, maybe the thieves were all corpses. After saying that, Haji Sulton walked out the courtyard of the police station followed by all his men. While walking, Haji Sulton kicked one of the grain thieves who was trying to stand up. The guy bounced five meters. It lay still on the ground, not moving anymore. Either dead, unconscious.
“That time was ‘Cakra Buana’ Pak Haji?” ask Hazri.
Sulton. “You haven't tried it?”
Hazri.
“But, can spruce it up, right?”
Hazri nodded.
‘Cakra Buana’ is the highest study of Ki Ageng silat. This ajian activates all other studies at once. The immediate effect is invulnerable, not capable of sharp weapons or firearms. Unless the weapon is made of some step natural material, among others yellow iron. It takes a lot of energy to be able to control ‘Cakra Buana’ because this study is very draining the energy of the body of the shipbuyer.
“After your father's death, I wish to marry your mother.
Sulton glanced at Hazri, who glanced silently. “Not why, the intention arose because of my sense of responsibility for my best friend's family. Zaenab supported, he instead urged immediate implementation. That's why I used to come to your house often. Remember?”
Hazri nodded. He recalled, when Haji Sulton and Umi did come to the house often. Talk to her mother and sister. But Hazri doesn't understand what they're talking about.
“Your mother appreciates my intentions, your sister doesn't mind either. Only, your mother refused. He said he was still able to take care of his children with your father's possessions. Moreover, at that time your brother has grown up as well, can be expected to replace the role of your father to make a living. I da Zaenab was moved to see your mother's determination. But, I gave money to your sister because she said she wanted to wander. Without being discovered your mother of course.”
Sulton lit another cigarette, no matter how many.
“Hazri, Hazri.., I almost became your stepfather huh...,” Sulton hugged Hazri's shoulder while being shaken.
Hazri smiles.
“A few days ago your mother came to see me. He said, if I really want to help then now is the time. Then, your mother told me about your desire to wander she said influenced me that, hahaha..,” Sulton chuckled.
Hazri just grinned.
“Eh, Hazri, actually from earlier I want to ask you. I will fail to be your stepfather, what if you are my son-in-law? Either you say, if I say Ria or Ratna is not very ugly, right?” Sulton named the eldest daughter and the second daughter.
Hazri chokes shot live. Wrong behavior, back and forth he scratched his head. It is totally unexpected that this question.
“I'm serious, Hazri. If you become my son-in-law, I can rest, because there are you who take care of this effort. Hows it? Ria's? Ratna's? Or his sisters?” Sulton is still hopeful.
Hzri doesn't know what to answer. Unknowingly he kept ruffling his sheep. It was not nice to Haji Sulton who was hoping for this. The atmosphere was silent for a long time, until finally Sulton was uproar.
“Hahaha..,Hazri, Hazri.., just as you turned out to be with your mother and father. Your mother's treasure won't. Your father is loved by women does not want, only your mother. You were offered to be my daughter-in-law won't either. Hahaha.., oh, Hazri, I appreciate your decision. But, if you suddenly change your mind, quickly meet me before it's too late yes.” the laughter still continues.
“I'm sorry, Mr. Haji,” Hazri said softly.
“What should I forgive?” Sulton looked at Hazri with a father's gaze, then stood checking for the coconuts that were starting to dry. Behind some coconuts.
“It's late, son, it's good you go to sleep. Let's replace the others.”
Hazri nodded. “I first, Mr. Haji.”
“Yes. Sleep!”
Hazri also went to the bed that was provided. It appears that some of the employees who woke up ready to replace Hazri accompanied Haji Sulton to stay up. He had been lying in bed when he heard the screams of Sulton in the middle of the night blind, in the middle of the coconut grove.
“Hei, Ahmad...! I've told our secret to your son that you're exactly stubborn. Don't upset. Just book me a nice place there, I'll visit in time. Say hello to Burhan. Say, his wife who is also your wife is fine here. But, I'm shit, it's my turn that he doesn't want to, hahaha.”.
Hazri bobbles head.
*
Hazri was still smiling to herself in the room as her daydreams began to fade.
That was his first return. For the past twelve years, Hazri has been coming home twice. Four years ago she also came home when her sister got married. Siti is hosted by Udin, an elementary school teacher in Nganjuk city. After marriage, Siti followed her husband to live in Nganjuk. Now, they've got two kids, all boys. Although initially refused, but eventually Maemunah would also be invited to live with them. It was after being wooed all-out by Siti and Udin by all means.
It was Udin who bought the house, but the money was from Hazri, it's their secret. You see, Maemunah until now seems to still not accept the fact that his son became the ringleader of thugs in Jogjakarta. Although she was always nice to Hazri, when they called each other or when Hazri came to Siti's wedding, she still did not want to receive money from Hazri. His attitude has never changed since Hazri's first arrival. If you know that the house was bought using money from Hazri, then you must have refused to live there. Fortunately, Udin was smart, he deliberately bought a simple house that was roughly in line with his income. The rest, made into a garden in his village there. If all the money is made into a home, it could be the most attractive in Nganjuk. Hazri agreed with Udin's wits, for him there was no problem.
And, the problem is how to send money to the village without being suspected by Mother. You see, Udin's income as a teacher is not excessive, if he looks like a lot of money surely Mommy will ask questions. While Hazri in Jogja is confused by the money that continues to mount it. Finally, Siti had a good idea. He asked to make a business, his story for ‘pelicin money’ Hazri's shipment. Hazri agrees, Siti is led to open a restaurant business. Story to Mother, his capital from the sale of Udin land in the village. Maemunah. Safe.
Activity ‘pelicin money’ was smooth initially. But, it turns out that this home business will even grow, Siti is smart to manage it. His genuine advantage alone was more than enough to sustain their lives. His sister and brother-in-law rarely asked for more money. The past year has never been at all. Hazri was confused again, want to be accompanied by money? No money dizzy, lots of money also dizzy. It's the same as it turned out.
Hazri smiled back at her room. Slowly his consciousness penetrated back into the soul, until it finally recovered completely. Now, ‘film sucks’ related to Fahmi it appears again. Hazri grunts while inserting a certificate into a brown envelope, and then takes a shower after plucking the shirt from inside the bag. The day has gone up in the evening. The plan is tonight he wants to play at Sapri's place. Look at the situation....
Coffee shop
Yellow iron (javanese: ⁇ yellow wesi; banjar language: yellow wasi) is an heirloom/amulet that traditional Javanese people believe can protect their holders from distress. In addition, this heirloom is also believed to bring sustenance.Yellow iron is a mixture of seven different metals, namely iron, gold, silver, copper, nickel, bronze and tin.
The yellow iron was associated with the fight between Menak Jinggo and Damar Wulan. The yellow iron is believed to be a piece of mace weapon belonging to Menak Jinggo that Damar Wulan successfully destroyed
