SAWMILL
172.BACK TO THE HORRIBLE SAWMILL

Fortunately, the current state of the Kamling post is no guard, quiet…. Maybe Mr. Kamid is traveling with his friend.

So we can continue this dark journey to the sawmills, the sawmills we said we had left a year ago.

The sawing house that Mr. Pangat said was terrible and haunted because for a year there was nothing to do there other than softness of course.

Before entering the forest area, mas agus stopped the motor first.

“Mbak Tina, how...continue yes?”

“Lanjut mas, already wet clutter we mas, all bathing only hehehe.... eh mas, we go directly to the sawmill house or to the ancestral place Tina first?”

“As far as Tina is concerned, but I think in the saw house there is nothing, maybe there are only poor demons who have no place to live there”

“To be honest, I was curious about the situation there mbak, but also worried if there are guards Inggrid and Ingrid who are waiting there mbak”

“Iya mas.. from earlier, starting from the time we came out of the inn, Tina felt that someone was following us mas”

“Yes already, we decided to go to the middle of the forest first mbak, mbak Tina better talk to the ancestors mbak Tina first just”

We continue the journey into the forest, at this time it seems not to enter midnight, because the journey from the inn to here there are no obstacles at all.

For now we are heading towards the middle of the forest while turning on the motor light, whereas before the time there was still someone looking for us, we almost never turned on the motor lights at all when we entered this forest.

“Mas, the feeling of this forest seems to be getting thicker yes.. continue this path is also more overgrown with wealang”.

“Iya mbak, a year we never pass here, it feels much different from the state of the time we last passed here, in the middle of this path a lot of grass ilalang”

“Perhaps because during this year there are no motorcycles and cars that pass here mas, so the state of the path began to be filled with grass thatch again mas”

Mas Agus runs this bike with great care, because sometimes the thorny weed is in the middle of the road and we have to avoid being exposed to the grass and weeds.

The more it goes inside the more this path is different and I do not recognize it anymore as a path that leads to the sawmill house.

How about the softener around this forest.. owwwhh don't ask!

Every time I look at a tree, there is always a peek, sometimes there is a white shadow floating between the branches of the tree, sometimes there is a large black creature standing at the side of the tree, a lot of people appeared in front of me.

Sometimes there are people who move the movement of leaves and branches of trees, so we feel afraid, but unfortunately they can not make us afraid at all.

But no one dared to bother me and Agus, no one dared to be nosy to us, they all just look and peek behind the trees.

“Mbak Tina hehehe, I am not sensitive at all about seeing supernatural beings. But here, now from earlier I see a lot floating in front of us mbak hehehhe”

“Iya mas.. it pocong mas.. That pocong doesn't jump around like people say. Pocong is malayang!”

“But kok mas Agus is not afraid at all with the pocong mas?”

“Do not know why I am not afraid mbak, I feel now ordinary to see them milling in front of it”

“Mbak, I think we are currently in the middle of the forest, although I do not recognize this area at all for now, this area is different from when we last came here mbak”

“Iya mas, already very different, but Tina can still see some trees that have certain characteristics mas, and the tree there was a time we used to pass here”

“Eh in front of it like we have to stop mas.. we try to get into the forest through there only mas”.

“But dark gelap lho mbak, because my flashlight can not turn on, whereas the battery capacity of this flashlight can last a year to two years if not too often turned on”

“Lho is the battery used up?”

“No tau mbak, it should not run out, right for a year I did not turn on”

“Hehehe what mas Agus sure did not turn on this flashlight for a year, wong mustache and hair mas Agus just did not change, remained short as usual kok mas”

“Sik briefly mbak.. I really confused ya mbak.., if we were there for a year should my hair has been very long mbak”.

“What in Ingrid's grave there is also a haircut, so my hair is still short mbak hehe”

“Ah already mas, our brain is limited, we can not think in that direction, we better go to the place where Tina's ancestors used to be”

“Mbak Tina still poultice her way?”

“Hopefully mas..kalau ancer-ancer hek Tina still memorize mas, only it is still need to remember again, because the situation here is different from the last time we came here mas”

I walked in front of Mas Agus, I tried to remember the characteristic features of branches and tree stalks.

After a few dozen minutes we walked, finally I think we have reached a place, where at that time I and mas Agus were chased by Wito and Yetno if not wrong.

“Stop here first mas, and we try to concentrate and stay still, let our five senses blend with the state of this forest mas”

“Align ourselves with the state of the forest and try to remain concentrated whatever happens mas”

I tried to concentrate and try to remember the faces of my ancestors that I had met when I was at the sawmill.

It is not easy to be able to meet my ancestors, because I and mas Agus are different in nature from my ancestors.

Slowly the smell of jasmine flowers began to appear.The longer the smell became sharper and stinging.

Then what happened next was the appearance of a fog that appeared out of nowhere, the fog began to surround me and Agus mas.

The appearance of this fog is accompanied by the smell of increasingly sharp jasmine flowers.

I know. Currently I and mas Agus are in the process to go to the realm where my ancestors are. It must be that after this mist is gone, we are already in my ancestral realm.

When this fog began to disappear, we were in a village like that time I was with mas Agus when I visited the house of one of my ancestors.

“Mas... we are already here.. mas Agus still remember the road to the ancestral home of Tina what not?”.

“Hehehe I forgot to remember mbak... but if not wrong we just go straight there right mbak?”

“Iya mas.ayo we go there only mas.. Tina sure it's the right direction”

I began to like the state of nature here, the situation where the land I stepped on it felt like a swinging, rather strange indeed for humans who are in their nature.

To my surprise, every time I come here, it's always not night, so there's still the sun, even though the heat isn't as hot as human nature.

Is nature here the opposite of the situation in human nature, maybe if here at night, in human nature during the day, so the opposite of hehehe.

“Iya mas.. let's speed up our way mas, Tina already can't wait to meet samba mbah-mbahnya Tina mas”

After turning right, a few tens of meters later there was a house that used to be me and mas Agus had been here.

I still remember this is my house.

“Kulonuwun..excuse me.”.

“Iyaaa, who is it.?” answer the voice I know as my voice

“I Tina and mas Agus mbah.

“Oalah my granddaughter Tina.. “ said the voice that is still inside the house and is heading out it

“Waduuh Tina and Agus.. come in.enter nduk...incidentally once”.

Agus and I entered the living room of my house, a very simple living room with a compacted ground floor.

“Come sit first nduk.. Mbah wants to call your other mbahya, because there is someone we want to talk to you”

“Keep bright nduk. mbah mbahmu is worried about your current situation”.

Just as I was talking, all of a sudden around me there were other mba-mbahs, mba-mbahs that I had met in a dream when I was in the sawmills. In the past there were only two mbah kakung and two mbah putri.

Currently there are six of my ancestors who came, so this living room should feel cramped with my six mbah plus me and mas Agus, but it was not narrow, but it was not narrow, this living room was more than enough for the eight of us.

All my friends just stand in the middle of the living room.

“Just go ahead ya nduk.. Mbah-mbahmu who came this is part of the ancestors who are in line with blood with koe nduk”.

“Koe iki is the only descendant of your mother's father who is also in line with the natives of this village”

“Koe is the only sing chosen to maintain the family lineage, not mbak or mas mu nduk, but koe sing sepik”

“So the population here as much as possible to keep koe to avoid evil things, but unfortunately koe and mas Agus iki wis kadung make a deal with the devil opposite kali”

“Kui is very dangerous nduk.. although the village champions who guard koe and mas Agus can kill them, but unfortunately koe wis is bound by an agreement to die”.

“Time koe and mas Agus enter into the hole, meaning koe wis agreed to be the next victim”

“And demon kui turns out to understand nek koe iki special.. Koe iki has a direct bloodline to the villagers of this”

“So that your spirit and blood are very useful for the demon kui to rule this forest nduk”

“Wis.. mbah ndak want to be long, sing kudu mbok pateni kui sat a female demon kui, but bapake and ibune”

“Chino boy ayu kui ora dewean, wadon chino ayu kui kajite boy just looking for victims. While the king and the ratune was father and ibune”

“In kui kingdom already many demit warriors are ready to attack the village and control this forest”

“And fortunately for this second they have not been able to control this village, but nek koe to death and your spirit wis in their hands, yo must be a danger for mbah-mbahmu iki nduk”

“Now come back and do not go far from the sawing omah nduk, omah sawing kui your fortress, koe iso mateni demons-devil kui when koe is in the sawing omah kui”

“Pokoke ojo easy to cheat, morning koe iso surup sampek go from omah kui, but from surup until morning koe kudu ono ning kono”

“What should Tina do there mbah?”

“Pokokke follow wae your heart.mbah mbahmu must have helped koe and mas Agus.pokke stay as usual, and follow opo sing ono ning atimu”.

“Wis.. now prepare yourself nduk, now go from here nduk”

“Mbah sorry, about the ancient black magic attack what is from this demon?”

“Iya nduk seko satan kui, lha mbok kira satan which else nduk?”

“Aggih Mbah, we can understand Mbah”

“Ya wis, now you go back to your nature and prepare yourself both”

*****

The day was near noon when I and Mas Agus returned to our nature.

The explanation of my ancestors made me confused, whether I was special to them and to Ingrid, so that I became the spearhead for the life of my ancestors in this supernatural village.

“Have not thought about mbak, the important thing is follow what the ancestors said mbak Tina, now we return to the inn to take our bags and clothes mbak, mbak, because we'll be long in the sawmill house it”

“You guys buy groceries and kerosene for our needs there mbak”

“Tonight we'll start living in that sawhouse, and do what our ancestor Tina told you”

“What is mas Agus optimistic about what we will do mas?”

“I am very optimistic mbak, so let's do as we can, and I am sure if we are not able, then mbah-mbak Tina will definitely help us kok”

*****

In the afternoon after Agus and I took the bag and bought some food and kerosene needs, we were in front of the sawmill house.

This house is very different from when we were last here.

This house is very unkempt and looks seedy, in the yard elephant grass and weeds at the end of the yard are already as high as the fence of the house.

I don't know yet the inside of the house, which must have been very dirty and horrible.

Frankly I am pessimistic about this situation, but luckily mas Agus encouraged me to do what my ancestors told me to do.

“Let's go to mbak... I'm sure this house is not locked at all, and do not imagine the inside of this house mbak heheheh, must have been out because it was empty for one year”

“The first thing we do after entering is to clean the middle space first, because the middle space we will use to sleep also”

“Iya.. Bimillah mas”