Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman
Bab11s. Reincarnations

"Jagad.., le, get up, le!" ms. Handayani patted Jagad's cheek gently several times.

Two old men walked quickly to Jagad's room. The two men were relatives of the late Mr. Prayudha who deliberately came after being contacted by Ms. Handayani.

"Wes, let Pakdhe try to build it. You please just get me a glass of water, Han!" the Pinta mbah Kromo.

Mbah Kromo is the pakdhe of the late Mr. Prayudha. He was a well-known spiritual figure in his area, at that time.

"Damn, pakdhe!" ms. Handayani immediately walked out of the room towards the kitchen.

"Sir, why are so many people besieging Jagad in this house?" ask Aryo, the eldest son of Mbah Kromo.

The tall, thin man looked so agitated, when he saw so many soft men filling his late cousin's house.

"Father has said it from a long time ago, when before the birth of Jagad the father's dream was visited by a figure who claimed to be the owner of the Damarwulan kris heirloom that we guard," said Mbah Kromo.

"Then? What does this have to do with the corn sir?" ask Aryo.

"The figure clearly said, that he would immediately take the heirloom. He asked me to keep the Damarwulan keris, until his gentler army found its whereabouts" explained Mbah Kromo.

"The softener squad sir?" Aryo was a little surprised to hear the words of the father, "what do not-don't Jagad..," Aryo deliberately did not continue his words.

"It is not certain yet, but these softeners cannot be mistaken for their masters. If it is true that Jagad is the reincarnation of Ki Joko Manggala, then we must also immediately prepare to train his body and mind, Aryo! The path of his life will probably be much more steep than other children," explained Mbah Kromo as he continued to look at the state of the universe.

"What does pakdhe mean? What's wrong with the corn?" ms. Handayani looked so panicked when she overheard the conversation of Mbah Kromo and Aryo.

"Han, calm down don't panic. Let pakdhe explain slowly," Mbah Kromo tried to calm Handayani's mother, "you sit down first," he asked the woman.

"So why pakdhe?" ask Mrs Handayani while back sobbing.

"You know the keris that was always kept the same as your late father-in-law?" ask Mbah Kromo to Mrs Handayani.

Ms. Handayani just nodded in memory of her late-in-law's beloved object.

"That kris is the ancestral keris that our family has kept and guarded, Han! According to pakdhe, the keris is just a deposit from someone who will one day be reborn from our family," Mbah Kromo stopped his speech for a moment.

"Then, what does this have to do with your son?" ask Handayani.

"Before the birth of Jagad, my husband and I dreamed the same thing. The figure says, that he will soon take the title, and asks us to guard it until the whole army and his followers find it, Han." Mbah Kromo explained everything so carefully.

"So?" ms. Handayani still does not understand the explanation of Mbah Kromo.

"It is likely that the universe was the reincarnation of the original owner of the heirloom. And all that Jagad saw, were his followers and warriors from the softened realm. I saw that the creatures did not try to harm the Jagad. They are like a line ready to accept orders from its master" Mbah Kromo said.

"There is no reincarnation in our pakdhe religion" said Mrs Handayani.

"We never know what mysteries exist in this world, only Allah is the All-Knowing of all things beyond human reason and logic" Kromo replied. "Here it is, let's try to wake up Jagad first," said Mbah Kromo while reaching for the glass that had been carried by Handayani.

Mbah Kromo sat next to Jagad lying down, his lips kept muttering prayers then he blew on a glass of water in his hand.

He splashed the water on the face of the Jagad using his hands. Until the third splash, Jagad finally regained consciousness.

His eyes slowly opened, he dyed the direction. He looked at each person in his room. He looks like a confused person.

"Sir, why are you son? This is my mother" said Mrs Handayani as she tried to get closer to Jagad.

"Aaakkkhhhh..," the universe shouted while holding his head that felt so painful.

Everyone in the room panicked and tried to calm Jagad down.

The body of the Jagad is getting convulsed, his head looking up violently. His eyes widened wide with prominent veins adorned the face, hands to feet. His cry seemed so loud in the ear. Until he suddenly fell silent.

The jagad turned towards Mbah Kromo slowly. Jagad smiled and nodded his head so manfully to Mbah Kromo.

"Thank you for taking good care of and protecting my heirloom" Jagad said softly and politely.

"Si..., who are you?" ask Handayani when she sees the child behaving in an unusual manner.

"I'm Joko Manggala, but I'm also Jagad your son buk!" he said to Handayani.

"Ba.., how is it possible...." Ms. Handayani did not seem to believe what she heard. His body suddenly became unconscious.

"Happy!" Jagad immediately got out of his bed and approached his mother.

***

3 Months have passed, Jagad has begun to dare to go out and play like a friend his age.

"Le, you go to school! Later you will learn martial arts with Aryo. Pity your mother le, every day have to work while taking care of you!" the Mbah Kromo.

"But, how's mom?" ask Jagad.

"Yo don't go pakdhe, Jagad is my only friend here. If Jagad comes to the village, I am the same who," refused Handayani's mother.

"Yes, you can also move, move to the puskesmas there, Han!" the Mbah Kromo.

"The process may be long, pakdhe!" said Mrs Handayani.

"Yo nothing! Later you will stay followed, Jagad Pakdhe take it first to the village. Part of Yudha house is also accommodated, later let the same Jagad renovation so that you can stay," explained Mbah Kromo, "wong here you are also still contracted, let's stay there, at home alone," coined.

"Can you buk? Here the jagad is also not comfortable, the jagad can not be free to exercise. If in the village is wide, there are also many!" pinta Maize.

"Who's victory? Wong you never had a friend there!" timpal bu Handayani's.

"Kan Jagad has always said buk, Temen Jagad in the back tree of the house Mbah buyut is a lot," said Jagad.

"Hussh, nothing! It's just a hallucination of you Jagad. They're not real!" the Handayani Bu protest.

Since childhood, Jagad has been able to see things that no one else can see. Every time he went to his father's family home in the village, Jagad always told him that he met many friends in a tree house behind his great-grandfather's house.

"Ye, I say too! Tuh, beside my mother there are standing while eating bananas that I brought," said Jagad honestly.

It is true, besides Mrs Handayani, a giant gray ape is seen staring intently at the fruits that Mrs Handayani tata on the plate.

"Don't kidnap your mother!" said the unbelieving Handayani.

"Subah ma'am, his name is Ki Beruk Klawu, he wants rich bananas," Jagad added with a cry.

"Hahahhaha, your son didn't lie, Han! Already, just fuck off. You move to the village so that the fans of the Jagad from the next nature also fit, not a jostle here," added Mbah Kromo.

"Here, pakdhe ki even participated in the rich ngawur Jagad," protested Mrs Handayani on Mbah Kromo. "Yes, you can go to the village but promise yes, there recite the same! Do not forget his worship, just do not learn strange things, later the mother will follow if the business here is finished," said Mrs Handayani.

"Ready, my mother's beloved and dear," said Jagad while hugging the body of the mother who approached him with a plate of fruit.

Jagad looks so excited when he wants to go to his late father's village. He ceaselessly smiled while arranging his luggage.

The clock has shown at 4 pm, Aryo has arrived in front of the rented house of Handayani bu with his pickup car.

"Oh, the Jagad's leaving!" pamit Jagad while hugging the body of the mother.

"Yes, take good care of yourself there. Do not forget the same worship do not learn things that deviate from our religion and beliefs," message Ms. Handayani to the child just wayangnya it.

"Damnit, buk! Assalamu'alaikum" he said, kissing the back of his mother's hand.

There were a round of tears unstoppable from the eye pelupuk bu Handayani. For the first time, he had to separate quite far from the child. His heart felt so heavy to take off the Jagad, but he also realized, with the ability of the Jagad he would not be able to care for and train it himself. Jagad needs guidance from people who are more familiar with kebatinan science such as the family of her late husband so that Jagad is not wrong way.

"Girlwind, le!" answer Mrs Handayani.

"Do not cry, will take care of Jagad as well as pakdhe can. You do not need to think about the cost and needs of Jagad while there, it is our responsibility. Pakdhe will also always make sure, Jagad is on the right path," Mbah Kromo's message to Mandayani's mother.

"Damn, pakdhe! I'm sorry, I'm troubling the panjenengan!" reply to Handayani.

"No, no trouble at all. That corn is also my grandson, already! Don't cry, we'll go!" pamit mbah Kromo's.

"Care pakdhe, be careful!" said Mrs Handayani while greeting Mbah Kromo.

Tin....

"Come, sir! It's late in the afternoon" call Aryo from the car. "Han, go back!" pay the price to Handayani's mom.

"Yes, careful. Take care of that bad boy!" said Mrs Handayani.

The three of them finally decided to leave. Because it's getting dark.

Ms. Handayani immediately went back inside the house. He immediately continued his unfinished homework.

Looks a crocodile-headed creature followed the steps of the Handayani bu and stood in the corner of the room in the house.

"Jagad go why do I even creep gini anyway? O Allah, protect your servant!" muttered bu Handayani while rubbing the nape of her neck.

Seriate....