Author: Lisdy Rahayu Editor: Veronica Widyastuti Illustrator: Maman Mantox & Rizky Adeliasari Translator: Sari Nursita Proofreader: Ratih Soe Origin: West Java

“Ha ha ha, I am now invincible. Brother, look!” Borosngora said proudly while practicing the invincibility technique. He had trained hard for months to master the technique, back at Ujung Kulon area. He was now showing it off to his brother, Sanghyang Lembu Sampulur, who only shook his head at his antics.

“What is going on?” The racket from the palace’s courtyard had made Prabu Cakradewa, the King of Panjalu, rush out from his chamber.

His low voice filled with authority made both of his sons fall silent. They realized that the King didn’t like their conducts.

“Borosngora was showing me the invincibility technique he had just mastered, honoured Father.” Lembu Sampulur murmured. He watched the King frowned, his expression darkened.

Prabu Cakradewa then asked Borosngora to talk to him privately.

“Borosngora, why would you want to learn that kind of spell, son? You should know that it won’t bring you any good. It will just bring catastrophe to the people when you’ve became king. You’d better discard that parlor tricks. I order you to find true knowledge. Now take this bucket and don’t return until you can bring it full of water!”

Borosngora nodded in obidience to the King, though he was inwardly distraught. The bucket had some holes in it. How could he possibly fill it in without the water leaking all the way home?

Borosngora went everywhere to seek a spell to do what his father asked, but he hadn’t had any luck so far. He still couldn’t find a way to contain the water in the bucket. Desperate, he retreated to the Landak Cave. He meditated and transported himself to Mecca using his “Ras Clok” spell, a magical technique to travel. In Mecca, Borosngora met an old man who challenged him to pull out a cane from the ground. He accepted the challenge and tried with all his might, but it was all in vain.

Realizing that the old man was a formidable foe, Borosngora begged him to accept him as a student. The old man was willing to teach him if Borosngora was willing to learn about Islam.

Days turned to months. Months turned to years. After a thorough study of Islam, Borongsora was finally able to extract the cane. It meant that he had enough knowledge to fulfill the task given by his father. He succeeded in filling the bucket with Zamzam water.

Borosngora asked for leave to his teacher. The old man gave a mandate for him to teach Islamic studies in his kingdom. He also gave him an islamic name: Haji Abdul Iman.

When he arrived in the Panjalu Kingdom, he found out that his father, Prabu Cakradewa, had passed away. His brother, Sanghyang Lembu Sampulur, had replaced him. After his brother abdicated the throne, Borosngora ascended to be the next king.

Under Borosngora’s leadership, the Panjalu Kingdom changed from a Hindu kingdom to Islamic kingdom. The kingdom became a safe haven for all of its people. Borosngora, or Haji Abdul Iman now, had spread the religion to every crooks and crannies of the country.

Until one day, a long drought befell the Panjalu kingdom. The rice fields became dry. There was only a little water left at the water reserve at the slope of mount Sawal. Everyone was worried and requested for help to Haji Abdul Iman. If the drought went on, the harvest would fail and they would be out of rice in the upcoming months. People would go hungry.

Haji Abdul Iman listened to his people. He racked his brain for a solution. Then he remembered about the bucket of water, still full of Zamzam water from Mecca. He had an idea to build a dam as a source of irrigation for the rice fields in Panjalu kingdom.

Haji Abdul Iman poured the Zamzam water from the bucket to the Pasir Jambu Valley.  Miraculously, the Zamzam water filled in the empty valley, turning it into a deep lake. People named it Situ Lengkong. The lake still existed up until this day. It had never dried out; not even when seasons of long drought swept throughout the kingdom.

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