SAWMILL
01. TRANSFER

The story this time about the events that occurred in a house that joined the sawmill located in the middle of the forest.

The writer happened to get this story from a distant brother named Agus, he was the uncle of the writer's brother who experienced events after events there.

This incident probably occurred around 1997 in a sawmill business located in the middle of the forest from a somewhat rubbed area, about 60 km from the city of Mjkt.

At that time there was already a cellular phone, but there was no BTS tower stands for Transceiver Station base around his place of business. Because at that time the telecommunications operator has not reached the remote area, so if you want to do the phone, you have to go to Wartel (telecommunication shelter) first.

*****

My name is Agus, I am a new employee who will replace Mr. Wandi as an old employee who resigned as a manager in a sawmill service company or commonly referred to as a sawmill in an area about 60 kilometers from Mjkt.

The sawmill itself was in the middle of the forest through a small town that I could not name, then into a village, he said, and entered about a few kilometers from the village through a lush forest.

In a fairly crowded village there is a government bank, also in addition to there is a wartel where I usually call my superiors to ask for budget funds, there is also a decent food depot.

MR. WANDI POV

“He will come today sir, and he will replace me there pak” I said to the squinty-eyed boss

“You why Mr Wandi, why did you resign, is your salary not in accordance with your work?” ask the boss full of questions

“No sir, no really. I have time to rest sir, my children always tell me not to work anymore and stay at home” I try so calmly to answer my boss's questions

“Then this child named Agus, can he work optimally like you?” ask the narrow-eyed Boss again

“Of course you can sir, he already I give you an idea of what to do there sir. Especially about the habits of the lumberjacks who come at night pak”

MR. WANDI POV END

This sawmill company is quite far from the residential area. There are several reasons that I got from Mr. Wandi why it is far from the settlement.

The first is so that the dust of the saw does not pollute the houses around it, secondly so that the noise of the sawing machine does not disturb the surrounding as well. And the last so that no one envies, pranks, or jail.

I'm not going to explain about a cutting tool that's usually called a bandsaw or anything about the technicalities associated with sawmills. Because my job is not that, I don't understand the technicalities of working there.

“So gini mas Agus, because there is no mobile phone signal, then mas Agus every two days, every night or dinner time, stop by the wartel in the village”

“At that time, mas Agus had to report how many cubic pieces of sengon wood had been finished and ready to send”

“Report also the rest of the logs, there are how many cubic are still available and do not forget to ask for a solar budget, log purchase money and cash”

“For funds that must be budgeted later can ask for information from Darsamad mas, later mas until the calculation of all and immediately ask for a budget fund mas”

“Later mas Agus I will send Atm card whose bank is in the area, the contents of the Atm card are funds that mas Agus budgeted every two days, and every two days, also mas Agus will I give you a phone number that must be mas Agus contact” said Pak Wandi

“Oh yes, do not forget every Saturday the workers must be paid mas, so for requests for budget funds at the end of the week please be added with the salaries of mas” workers explained Mr. Wandi

Mr. Wandi tried to explain what I had to do in that place, because the place was remote so that all had to be reported immediately so as not to happen unwanted things.

Actually it is not difficult for a job like this, but all I have not lived, but at least my duties are not related to the technical problems of woodworking.

“Do not forget the solar mas supplies. Mas Agus can call to Pak Sapari the right hand of the boss to be sent Solarnya mas. About that later the payment is cash-cash an mas, as well as for logs mas, they always ask to be paid cash”

“For Solar, mas Agus can estimate when the delivery, after the boss send money to the account that later Atm his will I give to Sampeyan"

“Then the most important thing there is about security, do not let too long leave the location, because the place will be in the middle of the gold forest, and, and many residents here are interested in such a machine”

“Am I there alone sir?” much

“Of course not mas, you will be accompanied by my person named Darsamad. He will sow mas Agus during there”

“So it's good if there is a need to go to the village should gentian mas, not to leave the sawmill area without anyone there, especially at night mas” said Pak Wandi

“Oh yes, because there is no electricity, yet, so mas Agus must use petromaks lights and do not forget to stock kerosene should always be enough for three petromaks lights and one stove to cook” said Pak Wandi again.

“So Mas Agus and Darsamad who are there every day to take care of the sawmill. Mas Agus' duties for money and all supplies there, while Darsamad's duties for field technical affairs include with his laborers”

“When will Agus go there? Later I will tell Darsamad who tomorrow is at the house of his friend who is in a small town near the forest there mas, because if he is at home, if he is at home, already can not be contacted unless he who contact us mas”

“Eh maybe tomorrow after tomorrow sir, because I have to pack clothes and everything I will bring there pak” said I excitedly

“Oh yes son, there I have provided a large car battery to turn on the radio so that it is not too quiet mas heheheh, so that there is entertainment there mas” said Pak Wandi again

*****

After all was done, I immediately headed to the house of Mr. Wandi who is a neighbor in my village, because before heading to the sawmill we agreed to chat for a while at the house of Mr. Wandi.

“Come sir, we go straight away, I can't wait to work there pak”

“Ngopi–ngopi disik to mas, it is still this afternoon mas hehehehe. Oh yes, there is a motorbike that you can use for the heroes of the mas, but yes that's the mas, the motorbike is an old motorcycle, so yes sometimes it strikes also mas. If mas Agus can fix so as not to be damaged, the cost can also be budgeted mas”

“Pak WAndi , do we ride the motor impression sir?” ask me after finishing with the coffee provided by his wife

“Hahaha yes ndak mas, a distance of 100 km more cook we ride the mas motor, you I deliver to the terminal only, later you take a bus that majors there, and, at the destination terminal later you will be picked up by Darsamad, he I have told you the characteristics of mas Agus kok”

“Later from the terminal to the village is not so far from the mas, so it is better if the mas Agus when the time wants to return to the village, but must be the permission of the boss first mas hehehe” said Pak Wandi

“If for example later in the terminal Darsamad have not met mas Agus, until we go directly to the place of announcement, he is there waiting for you mas”

Mr. Wandi just drove me to the terminal, he also gave me enough money to live there before I received my first salary at the end of the month.

At 14:00, the bus started its way to the town nearest to the village where I was going to work, it is the fastest and most affordable bus among economy buses.

The two-hour bus ride I was on finally stopped at a deserted terminal, as it was not a big city, this bus is only temporarily here and then this bus leaves again to the next city

The terminal is quite quiet, only I get off at this terminal which is quite quiet, and there is only one person who is waiting for someone who came using the bus that just left.

“Pak Agus?” ask a tall, big man with curly hair and dark skin

“He’eh mas, what is this sampeyan mas Darsamad?” ask me timidly maybe because I like to see Darsamad high big and black, koyok butho heheheh

“Welcome, Mr. Agus. I'm Darsamad who will help njenengan in the sawmill house later mas eh sir. Mr. Agus can call me Mamad just mas eh pak” said Darsamad who we will call Mamad next.

“Come sir, this is because already at 16:15 pm sir, I brought a motorbike to go to the village, and then to the forest sir, the trip from here may be about an hour more sir. We kind of speed later yes mas, no problem right pakAgus?” ask Mamad

“From what terminal is still far away if we go Mad?”

“Actually not far sir, we go to the village first mas, just entered the forest after that, it's just that the road we went through was not good and through the forest sir, but take it easy sir, anyway whatever tries to call Mr. Agus do not get”

“Call me mas Agus only Mad, to be more familiar”

There was no chatter between us after the old motorbike entered into the dense forest after passing through the village, the road we passed was a fairly makadam not smooth heheheh.

“Hati –hati Mad, no need to speed, can be dangerous if speeding”

“We have to hurry up to the house sir.. uh mas, because eee.... because the house is empty, I am afraid if there is a maling mas”.

I saw my watch, it turns out it is now at 17:30. but the situation in the forest is dark, then Mamat drove his motorbike even firmer until the motorbike mantul ndak koruan.

From the bus terminal to the local village then to the sawmill house quite far too, there may be about 15 km distance. Only the track is a bit of a haze, because after ten kilometers, the rest is a forest, a road of makadam in the form of soil and rocks between the forest of sengon trees.

“Mad, don't be too tight, Mad” danger when I think this bike is running faster on this severe road

Mamad did not answer my warning, nor did he reduce the speed of his bike, as a result of which I feared it would happen….

…BRAAAK!...

In front there was a pointed stone, and the stone broke the motorcycle tire which was time to be replaced, because it was as bald as possible. The motor drifted to the left and finally stopped after crashing into a bush.

“This is what I feared Mad, so you were just me telling me to slowly”

“Iya mas, sorry. We just lead this bike mas, in front of about one kilometer more until kok”

With a backpack containing clothes on my back I walked with Mamad guiding the motor. Because the motor is dead, as a result the motor light that is not too bright is not on.

“Heeeuwww, good thing I brought a little Mad” flashlight

I took the flashlight from inside my backpack, then turned on the flashlight, the flashlight was quite bright so that it could illuminate the trees in a considerable distance

“Iya mas, we are soon until the mas” replied Mamad while pushing this old motor

I feel strange around here, I smell a very thin fragrance, but maybe the smell of fragrance that comes from the smell of flowers that are here could be.

“Mad, did you smell the fragrance earlier Mad?”

“Ndak sir uh mas, wong here smell of wet soil from earlier mas”

What.... Then what does that smell smell from? My mind then wandered where Am went