“That’s Rudat Dance of Sasak,” said Cok. She told that her ancestors had fought with Sasak in Lombok. War was never wonderful to be written, for any reason. Only one thing was beautiful from this bloody story that later Sasak Muslim and Mahayana Buddhist (often written as Hindu, although having many religious streams) live as brothers in Karangasem.
In some ceremonies, cultural assimilation occurred without violating their respective religions. For example when there was a marriage relation with Muslim Sasak, there was a song of Hana Kidung in the birth ceremony. It told about a thousand angels, the story of Prophet Muhammad to Fatimah that are read and then the tip of palm leaf immersed into holy water and sprinkled on the baby’s chest.
When Maulud Nabi (Prophet Muhammad’s birthday), Sasak tribe is often dancing in front of the castle, beating the tambourine, and doing sholawat before returning to their houses. Even so, when pelebon ceremony, Gde Raka’s family brought a lamb for Sasak family to cook because they do not eat pork. They also held their own ceremony to pray for Gde Raka.
“Basically the Balinese are very tolerant,” said Cok when the sound of tambourines began to faint and flames began to burn the ox. I closed my eyes, smell the incense, and listen to the majesty of Allah being chanted. Because prayer, whatever the language, collecting the good of Universe. Archipelago is an extraction of the differences, the beauty of it.