SAWMILL

SAWMILL
111. THE MORE COMPLICATED THE DIZZINESS


“Pak Agus where to go?”


“I don't know Nyuk, just away from them, I don't want to risk my life to be here”


“Where are you going Nyuk?”


“Maybe I will go to the village sir, I will go to my village only.


“Before Nyuk... You know them and their group, they actually have how many people?”


“I don't know sir...”


“I am not close to them, I am afraid of my boss, especially with a person named Burhan.


“I've heard that my boss used to use Burhan's services to kidnap girls just because the father of the daughter did not want to cooperate with my boss”


“Then Burhan was working alone with his group, he had a crew ready to do any task”


“For a while Nyuk, actually Burhan is a member of his boss Mr Wandi, or a member of your boss?... "


"because since the beginning Burhan was here , he claimed to be sent by his boss Pak Wandi”


I tried to fish Kunyuk, because I was confused, actually Burhan is working with whom?


Because as far as I know, he's here because he was sent by boss Jay who is my boss too, and also his former boss Mr. Wandi, but why the recognition from Kunyuk is different….


“I don't know sir, my boss never told me that Burhan was my boss's man. It's just that my boss is using Burhan” services


“Which I know Burhan was often told by my boss to do something..”.


Means in this matter Burhan also used his services by his boss Kunyuk?...In my conclusion, Burhan is a freelancer, or freelance for a felony order.


Burhan can work for his boss Kunyuk and can work for his boss Pak Wandi, and most likely his boss Pak Wandi is my boss also named Jay.


The more complicated the problem is. It is better now to focus on hiding until it is safe.


“Oh yes Nyuk, in your village you have a phone or not?”


“There is a pack.. but at his house sir kades.. “.


“How many phone numbers?”


“Waduh... I do not carry a pen and paper pack.”.


“How many numbers. I will write on this tree, I happen to bring a house key that is rather sharp form”.


The phone number of the kades in the village of Kunyuk I carved small on the tree, one day I will call to ask the situation.


I still don't dare to leave this forest, because it's useless…


Sekelur from the forest is a village that is very quiet when the clock is this, especially Wandi and Mamad using a motorbike.


They will easily catch up to both of us..


Uh.. but I have an idea…


“Nyuk.... Your motor can not live yes?”


“Iya sir, how can you know?”


“Yes I see they both take something and throw not far from your bike” position


“Try later we will see Nyuk... what brands throw it”.


“Because I suspect they threw away the motor spark plug cop so you can not run”


“Waduuuh.. true as well. pantesan I stater until my feet ache, my motor still can not flame”.


“Let's find that thing Nyuk..all of you find your bike hidden by them”.


“But we wait for them to leave here first Nyuk, I do not want to take the risk if they suddenly appear when we are repairing your bike”


I do not know where Wandi and Mamad are, whether they want to cross the river to go to his village Solikin sir…


Or they're checking things out there right now.


For sure for now I have to wait until Wandi and Mamad leave here!


*****


While sitting and waiting for Mr. Wandi and Mamad to come….


I smell frangipani flowers.


I've felt this before, I remember when midnight was on the bike.


I remember when I was at a large cemetery.


“Pak... sampean smell frangipani flowers” asked Kunyuk.


“Iya nyuk... ready to be ready if anyone comes with a torch soon”.


“Si...who will be coming soon sir?”


“Already... pray a lot and not far from my position”.


The smell of frangipani flowers is getting sharper..


I feel the atmosphere here is getting gripping…


I turned to the Left.right...front ..back.I looked for a sign that might indicate something was about to happen.


I'm looking for the flame of the torch like I was when I was here for a few days..


But nothing, no torch flame…


There was only suddenly in front of me a kind of large mossy archway, and the smell of frangipani flowers grew sharper.


“Pak..


“Iya Nyuk patience yes, soon you will see something you have never seen before”


“But remember.. if you are Muslim.. try to keep dzikir”.


“Iya sir... I'm Islam”.


The large archway, which may be about five meters in front of me, was increasingly visible, not just the gate was visible.


This time from a distance I saw a torch…


The flames of some swaying torches swayed according to the steps of the bearer's feet.


Sik... is it true that stepping? wasn't he the one who didn't step up at all?


At that time those who were carrying the torch floated.


But this one in front of us looks different to what I saw back then.


Their current line came from a path in the middle of the forest….


In my eyes there are two torches on the left and right side…


Behind him were also two torches, on the left and right as well…


But the strange thing is the distance that separates the torch in front from the one in the back.


The distance that separates the torch in front and the one in back is probably about two meters…


The flame of the torch was getting closer to the two of us, until then I knew what separated the torch in front with the torch in the back.


“Pak...pak... d. in the middle of the two torches there k.. kandanda cadaver....”.


“Try to notice when the torch light hits k...your kak”


“Sstt silent.. I know!”


The group of four people with the coffins they were carrying was getting closer to where I and Kunyuk were hiding.


Just like the old days, I did not hear the footsteps of the four people who were now getting closer to the position we were hiding.


Kunyuk was so frightened that he did not dare to look at the four people who were walking in the same motion and carrying a coffin.


There were no footsteps, only the flames of the torch and their faces were black.


My distance from them is getting closer…


And finally they walked past us….


One of them looked at me, but the face that turned was nowhere to be seen, because it was black.


Only black was visible from their faces.


Until finally they all headed towards the gate that was a few meters in front of us


*****


“They're gone Nyuk, they went into the grave area it”


When they entered the cemetery,


The archway of the grave was gone, four people carrying the coffin of the corpse were also missing.


Now what appears is the condition of the forest as before….


All I saw was the appearance of the forest as before the appearance of a gapuran and four people carrying coffins.


I looked in all directions….


On the side of the path, I saw the rear lights of the motor in the distance.


The rear lights of a motorbike are slowly walking towards the village!


The headlights of the motor heading towards the village were swaying rocking following the movement of the motor steering.


“Eh Nyuk... I think Wandi and Mamad have gone that yes?”


“Most likely yes sir, but we were shown a grave and a strange person.”.


“Means we were protected by them yes sir?”


“Well most likely like that Nyuk, most likely they had also checked the side of the forest where we hid this”


“It turns out we are still protected Nyuk, let's find your bike first”


Our Kunyuk motor is easily found among the shrubs among the trees,


Fortunately Wandi and Mamad did not damage the Kunyuk bike,


“Now we search where you parked your bike, when it stole their money”


“Iya sir.. I still remember where I put my motor earlier pak”.


I also feel like I remember where I threw the spark plug cable I had pulled.


Then it does not take long, the cable I have found.


Now the next plan is without planning at all.


“I have plans to try to follow where they go Nyuk.. but I have to turn off the petromak lamp home first”.


“Come help me to turn off the lights and secure home”


“Sik Nyuk...I have plans to exchange the fence padlock with the front door padlock of Nyuk” house.


“Atau gini aja.. Padlock Back gate will also I exchange as well.. here there are three padlock”.


“Three padlocks are the back gate, house fence, and the front door leaf of house”


“Daun The front door of the house has a padlock, usually I lock it too if I am leaving, but I forgot to put the padlock”


I assisted Kunyuk after turning off the petromak lamp and the oil lamp, now we exchange the home padlock…


This is of course solely to complicate Mamad who will enter this house.


In the dark, of course, he will have difficulty opening the door with the padlock state that is switched.


“Eh sir... how, after this our plan what?”


“What so chase after pack Wandi and Mamad?”


“No need to Nyuk... now they have reached the village”.


“We better think about how to get from here safely.. because I am sure they will be on guard at the end of the path Nyuk”.


Frankly I was confused as to what I should do, as surely the road leading here would be guarded by them.


They knew that this was the only way to get to the village, other than through the village next to the river.


To get to the city and the terminal must pass through the village. So most likely Wandi and Mamad there's a way in to get to the sawmills.


“Pak... don't daydream.... now what will we do sir?”


“The longer we're here the more dangerous sir!”


“Eh yes Nyuk.. I was thinking how to stop by from this sawmill house”.


“Eh I have a thought..how about we pass the village next to the river course”.


“Where is it sir?”


“Ya that earlier... when Pak Wandi and Mamad headed to the back of this house, they both headed towards the village behind the river”.


“Only.....”.


“What's it all, sir?”


“Let's go.. Anyway we have to try all the possibilities”.


I was thinking about whether the kunyuk motorbike could cross that village bridge.


But according to my feelings, it is enough that the bike runs slowly in a way led in front of the back, so one of us holds the back of the bike, and the other holds the front of the bike.


I think I can do it. Just be sure!


“Let's go there Nyuk.. and don't ask much first.Its important we can go from here safely”.


Kunyuk drove the motor slowly, without turning on the lights at all.


Indeed I told you not to turn on the lights, so as not to be seen by anyone who might be hiding here to observe us.


The road is very slow and without lights this requires a high skil, but luckily I memorized the road here…


I very carefully tell which road I have a hole and which motor can pass along the river side so that this motorway can be smooth to the front of the bridge.


“Stop New...”.


“We have to cross that bridge”


“Aduuuhhh.. I am sure?”


“I'm sure once Nyuk... You hold the back of the motor, I'm the front of”.


“If you want to be safe we have to pass this bridge now”


Kunyuk must inevitably accept my proposal.


Although from his tone he felt hesitant to cross this narrow bamboo bridge.


The first thing I did was pull the front of the motor to climb up to the floor of the bridge which was higher than the footpath, the floor of the bridge was made of neatly arranged bamboo.


Kunyuk tried to push by balancing this bike so as not to slip into the river, while I pulled the front of the bike.


After a few tensing minutes, we were finally able to take the bike across.


“Now we ride the motor to go to the village there it Nyuk..”.


“S..severa sir…. “


“D..


To put it bluntly, my current position was to turn my back on the road that led to the village across the river, so I did not know what Kunyuk was looking at.


But why am I pointing behind me. He pointed behind me in fear.


I looked towards the direction where Kunyuk saw something.


It turned out to be true as well.a few meters from the end of the bridge on the path leading to the village…


There was someone standing and looking towards the river.


I'm looking closely at that figure……


The blood on my head rippled as I watched the standing figure.


Allahuakbar!.I know the figure who is standing and looking towards the river


“Nyuk... what we see is the figure of Mbah Karyo who used to die from drowning in this river”.


“We greet me he Nyuk, I am sure he is not evil at all”


“S...I am afraid sir...”.


“Already.alam he with nature we are different.. let's go from here if you want to congratulations”.


we did not ride the bike first, but we led it to pass through the supernatural figure of Mbah Karyo who until now still looked at the black river flow because of the dark.


The unseen figure of the Karyo Mbah did not touch the ground, his body drifting several dozen centi from the ground.


“Assalamualaikum mbah Karyooo.


The figure did not reply, but suddenly disappeared from before us.


“It looks like he has heard our greetings sir..”


“Iya Nyuk... now we ride this motorbike to the village, later from there we can go to kota”.


“But we must remain careful, because we will later meet the entrance to the sawmill house where most likely Mamad and Wandi are waiting for us”