Way Home
65. kauka seeds
The ship continues to accelerate, only two days and a four-day forecast cruise to Semarang. Hazri approached Komeng who was washing clothes with several other ABKs, using rain water that was collected last night.
“Busy, Meng?” Hazri.
“Ngak, Sir. Just wash it off there's water.”
“Eh, Meng, you have a tasbih?” Hazrie asked. You see, the Shaykh Atha dihikr is much offensive in his book. As far as Hazri is concerned, she wears a prayer beads. As the ustadz or kiai do.
“There, Sir. Tons.”
“By borrow one?”
“Before....,” Komeng went to ABK cabin, then appeared again carrying a small cloth bag. “This Sir, just choose.”
Many also turned out to be a collection of Komeng prayer beads, no less than twenty-five strands. Most of the plastic models are good. There are some from wood, or grain. There are also new colorful ones like agate. Hazri is picky, Comes hanging out nearby. “This is good,” he chose one made of ceramic. Modelaya is good.
“What is this, Meng?” Hazri grabs a bundle of beads from a black grain that is somewhat cumbersome in appearance.
“That's kauka seeds. He said, the guardians used to wear tasbih kayak like this,” Komeng explained. “That's good, sir, can be shiny if used continuously. Only, must continue to wear it. Left for a while, bulukan like that.”
Hazri observes the bulb, as if it were overgrown with fine mushrooms. It seems easy to mold because it comes from grains. “What was his name?” he asked again.
“Kauka, Pak”
Hazri. “Kauka...,” mumbled slowly. The tasbih was rubbed slowly using fingers, it turns out that the fur is easily separated. True Komeng said, originally this grain has a basis to be able to shine.
“The more used, the more shiny. Can reach clear as glass...” The comic explained without being asked.
Hazri mangosteen again. “I borrow this one only.” He chose that kauka seed bagbih.
“Create Pak Arif only if you want.”
“Bby nih?”
The comic nodded sincerely.
“Still, Meng.” Hazri immediately reached into her pants pocket. I don't know how much money there squeezed and then tucked quickly into the bag of clothes Komeng. “Do not refuse, I am also sincere.” he said before Komeng had a chance to say.
Comic grimacing. “Still, Sir,” said.
“Sama-sama,” Reply Hazri.
The comic returned to the laundry while grinning. Glad he just got money from the sky. Hazri sees Huda emerge from the cabin and head straight for the bridge. He went there with his prayer beads and his book.
“Wah, the more danger.... There's a bag now.” Huda jokingly welcomes the appearance of Hazri on the bridge. Hazri mesem. “Can from where?”
“Dikasih Komeng,” replied Hazri.
“Tasbih what is it? Try view..”
Hazri handed her prayer beads to Huda. “Buskey, youka ya?” Huda was a bit shocked. Know also turns out she's kauka seeds.
“Iya, Komeng said earlier.”
“This rare seed, kayak has Hajj. How can you not give me ?”
“Lain dong's. I'm his best friend, you're his judge.” Hazri joked.
“Ah, this damn Komeng..,” Huda also look out the bridge. “Meng! Here Meng...” she calls.
Hazri remained silent while grinning.
The comic rushed over. “What's up, Mr Haji?”
“Log in, Meng...,” says Huda.
The comic also went into the bridge. Hazri is still a whimper.
“Meng, why don't you give me tasbih kauka Pak Arif?” Huda attacked immediately.
Comic surprise. “Wah, I don't know if Pak Haji wants to. It was Mr. Arif who asked..” he replied.
“There is still no? I also want dong...,” pinta Huda.
“Not there, Mr. Haji, that's just one. There are others too.”
“Kauka too?”
“Not really.”
“No ah, I want what you want. Where the hell did you get it?”
“Dikasih Ustadz me in kampung.”
“Oo..., your village Banten, right?”
Komeng.
“There is a sell?”
Comic shakes. “Snow I'm rare, Mr. Haji. Who have old people, most sold if you need money. He said the tree is in the mountain if you want nyari, but a lot of fun...”.
“That, sir, maung jajaden, stealth tiger. But, wallahua'lam lah.”
Hazri and Huda are bearded by Komeng's explanation.
“Gini aja, Meng, later if you try to ask questions in your village, who knows if anyone wants to sell kauka prayer beads. If there happens to be, tell me quickly. Can, right?” ask Huda.
Komeng.
“Sheets kauka seeds there are black, red, same blackish red huh?” ask Huda again.
“Yes, Mr. Haji. The pink one, the black one like Mr. Arif's got is old. The blackish red one in the middle, is. If it is so, it is shiny, the blackish red is best seen. Only, that one is the hardest to get..,” Komeng replied,
Huda and Hazri are bearded again.
“What color do you want, tell me. Thank you if there is a blackish red,” stressed Huda.
“Good, Mr. Haji, later I ask.”
Excuse me, go back to the laundry.
“If you want this tasbih, Hud?” ask Hazri after Komeng leaves, while giving her prayer beads.
“Eist.... Want to do it, but not take my best friend.” Huda refuses Hazri's hand. “Partially I will have a message to Komeng, blackish red if there is, hehehe.... The most ferocious ones are.”
Hazri laughed lightly.
They chatted for a while, and then Huda returned to the concentration of holding the wheel. Hazri sat next to him, engrossed in spinning her new tasbih. An hour or less. After feeling enough, he put the prayer beads to the neck and read the book.
“What book? Ugly very?” comment Huda. Just ngeh him, when it had been two days should have seen the book brought Hazri.
“Hehe.... Ugly outside, deep inside, wow. Look...,” Hazri opened the first page she read when the book fell first.
Huda. And, surprise him. “What book is this?”
“Your book..,” replied Hazri. “Al-Hikam, Shaykh Ibn Atha’illah”
Huda opened the book. “Oo.., his book Haji Sulton. He was given to me before marriage. He said he didn't understand, who knew I could understand. I read it hard, what does it mean? Do you understand this book, Rief?”
Hazri. “Sama, I'm confused too. But, although I do not understand I can feel the truth.”
Huda. “How can I feel if I don't understand?”
Hazri nodded again. “So please, just feel like it. Are you not? ”
Huda scratching his head. “Negotted. I read back and forth still do not understand, yes already. Boro-boro knows the truth. Forgot the saving yes. Where the hell is this book? It's been five years.”.
“In your desk drawer. Fall by yourself when I want to clean.”
“The drawers of those magazines?”
“lya.”
Huda nodded Jalu grimaced. “Who loves kayak gini clothes?”
“I,” Hazri rather messy.
“Good, as his shirt mister Flinstone..,” joked Huda.
Hazri's Mesem is getting wider. Remember the cartoon film ‘The Flinstones’ which is the setting of the ancient era. God fucking.
“Try this, Rief, ‘Allah is everywhere but not to any’. What do you think that means?” ask Huda.
Hazri. “I don't know.”
Both of them were confused.
“Try, try. If it is everywhere, it must be everywhere dong. Aye, right? Cooking not going anywhere? It could have been a lot, but God is One.” Huda murmured.
Hazri silently watched. He really doesn't know
“There are everywhere, not going anywhere. How's that?” Huda muttered again. “It also try, ‘not above not below’. Well what's more?”
Hazri smiles. Yeah, what does that mean?
“If not above not below, then where? Halfway? It was said to be everywhere, not even above, not below. How the hell is it?” Huda is confused. “Pusing again me, kayak first.”
“Already, already, If dizzy do not be doused,” Hazri mesem.
“lyalah. Break my head later.” Huda returned the book to Hazri. “But you know, if you can understand please tell me to use Javanese. Let it be easy..,” he said jokingly.
“Siap, Boss. Use tarzan language also can, hahaha.”.
They also laugh..
Secuil Coffee
Kayu Kaukah (english language: kokka wood) is a type of wood used as a material in making accessories, such as bracelets, tasbih, rings, and other wooden knick-knacks. Kayu kaukah comes from 2 (two) different types of plants, namely Baobab Tree (latin: Adansonia digitata L.) and Piassava Palm Tree (latin : Attalea funifera) is commonly known as the Arabian Coconut or Coquilla Nut. The colors produced by Kayu You for accessories are very diverse, some are dark red, brown, yellowish brown, and black. The fragrance is also very distinctive, and is believed to be a wood that has quite good quality.
