SAWMILL
101.SOMETHING TERRIBLE

“Mana…. Tina didn't see anything...”.

“In the middle of mbak, above. it is above.it is hanging on the upper frame of the bridge”.

“Masyaallah... what is mas, what is hanging it!”

I still don't dare run a motor to cross the bridge…

Because what I saw on the bridge was like some human hanging himself.

It's just that because it's dark and there's only moonlight then I can't be sure what's there is human or not.

“Mas.... it's a..what people hang d...self mas?”

“The purchase is yes mbak.. but I cannot confirm mbak” yet.

“And not just one.. There may be five people or something hanging there mbak”.

“But last time we left there was nothing here mbak”

Tina's bike is still dead, I don't dare to run this bike, because I have to know first what is in front of us.

Tina and I continued to notice the hanging and swaying thing left right, the thing that was completely motionless, just hanging there.

For a while I was silent in the middle of the road…

Suddenly from the rearview mirror in the distance there is a lamp.

I reflect looking back.

“Mbak behind us seems to have a motor or something that has a light lamp, visible light from here”

Tina then looked back as well, indeed from afar I saw there was a dim light whose position was still far from where we were silent.

It's just that we have to walk or hide from a beam of light that is still far away.

I know there's nowhere to hide in this area, because our right left is just rice fields and ditches.

“Mas, we have to get out of here as soon as possible, the light that is behind us is getting closer and closer

“There is nowhere to hide?”

“Yes there is no mas, there is only grass and rice fields.

I was confused, because I had to break through the bridge over which there were some form of objects that were hanging.

And it swayed slowly.everything swayed slowly, there was no sound whatsoever, only the sound of a breeze could be heard in my ear..

I have to be brave and I have to break through this terrible iron bridge, but my guts are small to cross that strange iron bridge.

I was still silent in the middle of the road waiting for something to change, but of course the one behind us would not wait for us.

I looked back again, it turned out that the dim light was getting closer to where we were.

It's just that until now I have not heard the sound of the vehicle engine at all.

I didn't hear any engine or any sound other than the sound…..

KLUNTUNGS….KLUNTUNG…

The sound of kluntungan or krincingan rhythmic and sound weak because the origin of the sound is far from our position.

“Mas... mas Agus heard the sound was not?”

“I..iya mbak, it s..what sound?”

“It looks like it's the sound of krincingan or kluntungan cow mas...it is usually in the cow's neck!”

“Usually placed on the cow's neck as a mas” lizard

“Kikar is a large shape and is usually used to lift bamboo or something heavy right?”

“Iya mas.. and usually the puller is yes cow, and on the cow's neck there is usually kluntunganya”

“Sik bentar mbak, I waist this motor first mbak... I am curious in this era kok still there are kikar that jalan”.

Motor on the left side of the road…

I did not dare to turn on the engine, for fear that the sound of the motor and the light of the motor light could make suspicious people who were in the rocker who was walking slowly towards here.

The cluntung's voice was getting closer and closer….

But strangely only the sound of cluntung cluntung alone is heard….

I did not hear the sound of the wheels or the foot of the cow pulling the cikar.

“Mas, Tina kok goosebumps gini mas..”.

“Ssssttt I also mbak, fur kuduk me from earlier already standing mbak”

“The closer the cikar the more I goosebumps mbak... actually it's a real cikar or how ya mbak?”

Frankly, I know a little bit about the model and its shape..

The shape of the cikar was rather large like that of a small truck, and with a pair of wheels on the left and right, the wheel could be made of wood that was formed round and large..

But there are also those who use the wheels of a car or truck.

It's just that the spinning wheel should sound….

Especially with the soles of the cow's feet when stepping should sound because it hit the road asphalt, but this one does not!

I did not hear the sound of the soles of the feet and the sound of the wheels spinning at all. All I heard was the sound of the clunt getting louder, as it got closer to the direction of the two of us.

The light of the lamp visible from a distance was an oil lamp.

Cluntung's voice also grew louder…

The light of the oil lamp that was placed next to the shell is now increasingly able to clarify what I am seeing…

Slowly the lizard land without a sound was walking closer and closer to the two of us who were on the side of the road.

The closer.the closer and the more obvious it is…

A dull white calf made of wood with two skinny cows pulling it…

Cikar that there is only one oil lamp as a lighting placed on the right side, usually to be seen by the rider behind him.

The big brother walked very slowly because the towing cow looked old and skinny…

But just now from the light of the oil lamp that was beside the shell, I could see the inside of the shell a little.

Cikar is carrying a lot of cargo, up to a pile.

A fleeting load of a long shape, maybe a meter and a half to two meters in my estimation.

The load is arranged neatly stacked up to the upper limit of the cikar..

The lizard charge was strange, because at first glance I saw there was some kind of hair in each neatly arranged object.

But there is something strange about that….

The lizard did not walk, but floated!

There was no sound of the cow's feet, no sound of its wheels….

And it turned out that the cikar wheel was made of wood that was formed round and large it did not move at all!

“Mas Tina held tightly to my hand, Tina's palm was already soaked in cold sweat

I did not answer Tina's call, I continued to focus on the large object with a pair of wheels and was pulled by a pair of oxen or cows that floated a few centimeters off the road!

My cold sweat grew even more intense when that elf who was passing in front of us suddenly stopped!

The sound of the cluntings was no longer heard…

Only the sound of the night wind continuously passed through my ears.

The boy remained silent in front of us…

Silence brings nothing down and nothing up..

“Mas….Ti's..Tina was afraid” Tina was getting firmer against my palm

I should stay sober even if Tina faints..

I stared at the strange cow in front of me….

Some time nothing happened until not long after the sound of cluntings began to sound again..

The big brother started moving slowly.It was very slow with no sound at all except the noise of rattling or luck or his difficult language was cowbell.

It walked very slowly towards the iron bridge, the iron bridge from where I and Tina were silent this showed something hanging on the iron frame of the bridge.

“Mbak Tina.. mbak Tina ndak fainted right?”

“N...ndak mas.. Tina still shaking mas”

“Dah diem aja mbak, we just pay attention to what will happen next”

When the cikar started to walk.The air around us stood up this sudden stench…

Foul smell ..stuff very rotten carcass…

“Mas, Tina nausea ...”

“Lho I have not been anything mbak Tina, kok can mbak Tina now nausea hehehe”

“Ih what the heck mas.from earlier mas Agus fishing-mancing Tna you mas, just wait for a retaliation Tina mas”

“What revenge. I did not do anything about Tina Kan”

“Already...already mas, uugh smells bad once”.

“Hehehe luckily I put on a mbak nose cover, so the smell did not get too much in my nose

I keep watching that lizard…

The lizard had almost arrived in front of a strange bridge.

When the boy started to get into the bridge, it suddenly stopped…

The cowbell clutches on the cow's neck also stopped.

“Mbak... Look there it is.. the cikar stops under the hanging objects”.

“Iya…. Tia felt that there was something interconnected between the girl and the object or person hanging on the bridge that”

“Iya mba;... just stay focused mbak”

It stopped and did not move at all under the objects hanging on the bridge.

But something doesn't make sense…

When the lizard stops under something hanging…

Suddenly the thing that was hanging and similar to a man who was hanging himself was floating..

The human-like thing floated up and entered into the rock…

All those who hang on the bridge.

Everything floated up and then went inside the cikar like a leaf falling from the top of a tree!

My legs were shaking so much, let alone my snoring.

The trembling of my legs and the snoring is similar to that I do masthurbashi three times a day.I feel like my legs are not able to hold my weight!

“Mas... that hanging is actually what mas?”

“Ya do not know mbak.. lest what I think is really what is there”.

“Indeed mas Agus thought what was there?”

“Ndak tau mbak.I don't want to think about what it is there.”

“Better I think how to get away from here safely”

That brikar was still on the iron bridge, the stench that had struck me had already begun to diminish.

I felt that what I saw was a picture of the colonial era when many indigenous people died and were then hung on the bridge.

And maybe the owner of the lizard who diligently lowered the bodies of the victims of the occupation and then buried it properly.

Or it could be that many bodies were simply dumped in the river, and some bodies were stuck around the back of the sawhouse

Still I pay attention to what the supernatural brat did until on the bridge there is nothing I consider a supernatural corpse anymore.

It turns out to be true what I was guessing, after the hanging bodies were gone….

The boy walked again…

The sound of the cowbell on the little neck rang again…

Until a long time ago the cikar just disappeared from our view.

“That unseen fan is gone mas..”

“It turns out he has a duty to retrieve the bodies of the colonial-era killings”

“So noble is actually the owner of cikar in the past it was mas”

“Iya mbak.. “.

“And most likely the residents here consider the awesomeness of this bridge because something depends on it yes mas”

“Can also mbak, but do the residents here also see as we see?”

“Ah we have mas.ayo we go home.. Tina is already sleepy mas”

“Padahal last time at home Mr. Solikin Tina already sleepy once”

Once I thought it was safe, there was no engine noise, no light or light, nothing, and then I set myself to start the engine.

Motor light rays can illuminate up close to the bridge.

There's nothing there.

“Come mbak...we go home now”.

I run the motor slowly while I always pay attention to the rearview motor..

I'm still scared when something else will come up.

We started passing through the iron bridge.The light from this bright motor light was enough to say that there was nothing in front of us.

The light beam of this motor says all in a safe state.

“Be careful mas...”

“Iya mbak”

We started to enter the iron bridge, the negative aura I felt when this bike started to enter the iron bridge….

Fortunately nothing happened..

We made it over that ancient bridge safely.

Not far from us already T-junction, we had to go right to Tina's house.

When we were about to turn, suddenly from the right we drove with a loud and noisy exhaust motor.

The noisy exhaust motorbike may be heading towards the stalls of solar sellers that they have been to.

“Stooop mas.let them a bit far first we go again mas”

“Iya...”.

I deliberately waited until the bike was a bit far away, then I just turned Tina's motorbike to the right towards Tina's house.

After I thought that the loud motorbike was far enough away, then I ran the motor again towards Tina's house.

I ran the bike slowly while I was attentive to the rearview motor to convince myself that no one would follow us.

But it turns out that what I was expecting was wrong…!