SAWMILL
11.THE DEATH OF MR. KARYO
“You didn't come home last night?!... “
“Then why don't you tell me, at least write a letter and as narrow as possible in front of the door. Then why did you turn off all the lights here?”
“Ndak mas, why also I turn off the lights, petromak lights and room lights remain on mas, like the time mas Agus went to the village for the boss' phone mas”
“Mas Agus came at what time last night was mas, because petromak only lasted until three o'clock in the evening usually mas, if the room lights can last until morning mas” continued Mamad
“I got here under eleven o'clock Mad night, should the lights still be on, but ah already maybe I saw the wrong jam”
“Oh yes later at nine I want to go to the village again, take the money for the payment you requested it Mad”
I deliberately did not want to tell Mamad about the terrible events at home, or later I just told Mamad.
Someone tried to disturb me, but is this also experienced by Mr. Wandi also?.
I walked to the courtyard to look for fresh air, I was curious about the sound of the brak that last night, but after I saw around here nothing strange.
What I think about now is what happened to me last night and who was in Mamad's room.
But yes, my head is dizzy because last night I could not sleep and was afraid, later if I go to the village I have to buy headache medicine.
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“Mas Agus, this is the same tea wedang cassava godog mas, let's have breakfast first mumpung still warm mas” said Mamad from inside the house
“Iya Mad, sik want to spend a cigarette first Mad, after this I enter” I replied
It's already 08.00 kok situation is still quiet just no activity at the back of the house, is it their day off?.
“Mad, this time there is no activity at the back, usually it is like this clock back door you have opened” my question while I spend one piece of cassava godog made by Mamad
“Iya mas Agus, I was also astonished. We wait a minute, there must be something with one of the workers here,”
“habits in this village if someone dies then all activities will be stopped, said the people of this village is not good if forced to work when there are their colleagues who died”
Not long after I spoke to Mad, then there was one of the workers who was usually in the cutting section coming in and out of the front fence.
“Assalamualaikum..”.
Shouts at the person in front of the house
“Waalaikum greetings. No sir, what's wrong sir, no one entered work today sir?”
asked Mamad who came out to approach the old man who was standing in front of the porch of the house
“Nganu sir, bade ngabari, menawi pak Karyo kolowingi sedo pak (anu pak, would like to ngabari if pak Karyo died last night sir)”
“Inalillahi wainailaihi rojiun.nggih pak , kulo mangke meriko pak, daleme pak Karyo dateng hamlet opposite kali kan pak (oh yes sir, I will go there sir. his house Pak Karyo is in the village across the river kan pak)”
The man then went to the back of the house on foot alone
“Nah right mas Agus, someone died here mas, usually they do not want to work up to three daily mas hehehe”
“Well that's the custom here mas, we can't force them to work ma. Eh better after this we go to the village next to mas, for takziah mas”
“Then what about Mad's lunch, can we not contact Mad's Tugiyem bu?”
“Let us there also mas Agus, because the house bu Tugiyem is in the village across the river also mas"
"Let's get ready to go there mas, it's not good if the body has been buried while we are late there mas”
After bathing and clean dishes and glasses leftover coffee and telo godog, we were ready to go to the village across the river. Mamad locks and locks the doors and fences of the house.
“Lho Mad, we're not riding the motor?”
“Hehehe ndak mas Agus, because the bridge is not enough to be crossed by a mas motor, can only go through a detour, but far because it has to go around the forest in front of the house mas”
“Oalah heheh does not think can ride the Mad motorbike, last night you had a circumcision event where Mad?”
“A.event in the hamlet next to mas, the passing of the hamlet that we will go to this mas”
This morning we walked towards the back of the house, then when going through the place of defecation suddenly my stomach mules once, then, understandably from last night has not come out of the ugly stuff that is in the stomach.
“Mad, stop by the magic box first Mad, because from last night I have not shitting Mad”
I went straight to a box on the riverbank, which was given wood for the metangkring while in focus
“Mas Agus, until you take water from the river first by using a small bucket that has a rope that mas, it is used for chawik mas heheheh, heheh, inside there is a busuk hanging so the chuck can marem mas”
This magic box is in the shade of a banyan tree that is behind the saw house, if morning or afternoon gini is very good here, it feels cool and breeze, but if that night is what might be scary.
The process of defecation I did not do too long. After following the SOP that was infused by Mamad, I could finally finish this process well.
“Ayo Mad we continue the journey to the village behind the river”
“Wah, mas Agus kerasan yes earlier in the box, to the point that I was sleepy waiting for mas Agus again in there mas heheheh” said Mad
“Iya Mad, cold and windy end, so it's good to also defecate there Mad”
“We walk on the sidewalk of this river maybe about five hundred meters mas, later we pass the bridge there mas Agus, after that we walk about twenty minutes to get to the village”
This riverside walkway is very good, besides because many trees are shady so that the heat of the sun does not continuously hit us, also because the scenery here that makes the eyes fresh.
Finally after walking for a long time, in front of us there is a bridge made of bamboo that is arranged and tied in such a way that it can be passed by people who will cross here.