Tale of War - Part 1 (Original Fiction)

When a Dutch soldier named Roels put a bullet straight at Karim - which is only about 300 meters away and there was no place to dodge again - Karim dreaming Ainal Mardhiah, heavenly nymphs that will be ready to welcome his body.
Karim and tens or perhaps hundreds of students Islamic School Keutapang came down to the battlefield. Word got out that gripped that Dutch soldiers have been slowly establishing their military barracks in strategic places. Dutch soldiers killed many villagers, especially the men. Then each of the answers that came from the mouth of the old women are always regarded as insubordination.

On a glorious Friday at the end of 1875, after Friday prayers, in the pulpit have stood Tengku Muhammad Saman. He reiterated his speech was as if doubting the pilgrims - which dominated by the students - understand his sermon. But this time he opened a book. From the ridge cover somewhat blurred, fleeting Karim can only read the last two words of the title, Prang Sabi. In the language of Aceh hoarse, Tengku Muhammad Saman read beautiful words and sentences that are similar exquisite poem of the book. The rhythm is exactly like the singer Seudati poetry that makes the worshipers swayed. But this is not a bedtime tale but the saga lighters. They swept up not because you feel sleepy, but lost in the beautiful message.

"O brothers. Do not worry, let's fight. Needless to ignore district chief. They misguided! Why religion wasted? The world would like a mortal. Moslem Leaders silent speak no more. The battlefield was silent. "The book has the call for jihad. Tengku Muhammad Saman turned out to encourage the students fought in the path of God. Why not. When the Dutch forces controlled almost all the land of Aceh, the students are still asleep as if the enemy just ride through it in their country.

"O youth diamond. Age world will end. Divine promise will prove. As in destiny ... "Tengku Muhammad Saman continue reading poetry. Read page by page. The students diligently heard, some of which seemed to shudder or perhaps completely permeates. When there was a students who shouted takbeer on the sidelines reading the saga, all students follow. Even repeated up to three times. Except Karim, froze in place.

The Book Tale of War is a riveting story of the war. It written by a cleric of dayah in the Acehnese language using Arabic script Jawi. Who exactly is the author of the book numbering 123 pages is it? Author of the book is still debated. Already commonly known, at that time, the author of books like to obscure his identity. This avoids the author of the book on the nature of riya, presumptuous, even arrogant approach.

From sources confusing, I found some illustrious names in our ears. The first name is Tengku Muhammad Saman himself (in a history book he was known by Tengku Chik Di Tiro). Furthermore, there is the name of Tengku Chik Kuta Karang, Tengku Chik Tanoh Abee, and last Teungku Chik Pante Kulu. None of certainty among those close to the truth, I think. Why? History written only by custom and memory obsolete. But if you ask me who really authored the book, then I will follow the most opinion only. Look at the history books which are most profiteer names. Are not the most opinion generally better?