SAWMILL
183. PROCESS

“Three gurneys you will use, Jaino also has prepared the blanket cover so as if you are a corpse that does not know who his family” said doctor Joko

“The time limit is at most only one week Ngat, after that must be done burial or at least moved on the grounds that already there are those who recognize as his family”

“I think it is not until one week Jok, anyway please help the three of us Jok”

“Yaudah now you guys make preparations immediately, I do not want to interfere for this matter, I do not want to interfere for this matter, me and Jaino will be outside as long as you and our two friends are in the process of moving”, said Dr. Joko

“Three brangkar, you better be on top of the gurney, to make it easier for us to move the position of the gurney, basically we do not want to laboriously cut your threesome” said doctor Joko

“Come on Jaino...we go from here only now, let them do what they will do” said doctor Joko who then left the three of us inside the morgue”

I, mas Agus and Pak Panat are in the morgue, three empty gurneys are already available for the three of us.

It feels deg deg an once, whereas previously I had also traveled to the supernatural realm, when I went to the village in the middle of the forest.

But somehow for this time I deg deg an once, maybe because the process is yes.

If before I was enough to go to the middle of the forest, and suddenly I have moved nature to my ancestral village, but if now it will be different, and more stressful.

“The two of you that I will depart first, because I have to escort you to get to the destination correctly”

“I have to find the time frequency in the area around the graveyard of the weakest Inggrid first, later after that I will send you in those days”

“I mean.. In Inggrid's place there was a time when they had tremendous power, and there was a time when they were too weak to defend themselves”

“We will enter at a time when the power around the tomb of Ingrid is in a weak state, so that later we can attack there”

“Only later maybe you two are not the form of Mbak Tina and Mas Agus as now, you might be someone else”

“But that is still a possibility, all can happen if we are related to the world called ghaib”

“Later after you guys arrive, I'll catch up. I do not want anything to happen with you when I have to move” said Mr. Panat

“Come on Tina and mas Agus..you both sleep in that empty gurney now”.

A stressful process, because it is made like this but I will do it, because I am curious about what and how Mr. Panat will move me and mas Agus.

Agus and I were in a sleeping position on top of the gurney, while Joko's doctor and a mortuary guard named Jaino were outside.

The warm man just stood next to the gurney, he seemed to be chanting spells, because I had a glance, his mouth was like kamit…

So far nothing has happened to me, except the extreme drowsiness, the drowsiness that cannot be resisted, the drowsiness that causes me to fall asleep…..

*****

“Huaaaahhmm.. Sleepy once mas..fortunately Tina can sleep briefly”.

kulirik mas Agus who is still next to me.

But unfortunately maybe because I just woke up from sleep, and suddenly saw mas Agus, as a result my eyes were a bit blurred

things are a little dark here anyway.

Mas Agus was still asleep, maybe he was tired….

Slowly my field of view began to normal, slowly land I could feel that I was now in a house with oil lamps on the walls of the house in the form of gedek or woven bamboo.

I looked around where Agus and I were…..

Agus and I are in a bed.more precisely me and Agus mas is in a wooden bed or can also be called amben.

Amben made of wood and bamboo arranged in such a way, and given a mat.

“Yes Allah, I just remembered, I, mas Agus and Pak Panat are currently in another realm, not in the human realm”

But why is it only me and Mas Agus who are here, why Pak Panat does not see the trunk of his nose, is there a problem when he sent us here, so that Pak Panat has not arrived yet.

I sat on the amben, looking around me. But it was too dark to see around me.

There is no one other than me and Agus, no one else, no Pak Pangat either.

The atmosphere in this room was dark, because there was only one oil lamp whose light was not too bright, but the light was enough to illuminate this room.

It looks like this room has no windows, although there may not be windows that use glass, so I can't see things out there.

“Mas... let's wake up mas.. “ I shaken shake the mas Agus who is next to me.

“Iya.. Iyaaaa, I will wake up mbak, it feels sleepy once mbak”

“Building mas, we are already in another place, but it's just the two of us mas, while pak Panat no”

“Iya mbak, for a moment, my view is still blurred mbak” said mas Agus who tried to sit next to me

When Mas Agus was able to sit down, and was looking around, he suddenly suffocated when he saw me.

“Hiiiik.. You're who!” squeak mas Agus while sitting a bit away from my position

“I Tiana mas” while I have mas Agus trying to retreat from next to me..

“Hiiiiii.. .you are not mas Agus…. Who are you, old man, why can you sleep next to me and claim to be Agus!”

“I Agus mbak... Tina's mother's face also changed completely, mbak Tina so old granny!” mas Agus said while trying to stand up

“Aduuuhhh.. Why is my body so hard to stand up!” said Agus again

Mas Agus figure is a parent or more appropriately called grandfather half-bent-headed who is now trying to stand next to amben.

Mas Agus position is now sitting on the edge of the amben with both feet on the floor of the house that I do not know what the floor is made of.

“Mas... if mas Agus grandfather-grandfather, then Tina what is mas?”

Mas Agus turned his head towards me, I noticed the face full of wrinkles mas Agus...he really is old, his face is full of wrinkles, is my face also as old as Mas Agus?

“Ih mas.. cook Tina also old mas hehehe, look out mas... slowly if the path hehehe..inget is old, already rheumatism, calcification, look out for bone keropos hihi”

“Husssh.. Don't tell me that dong, we're here to fight Inggrid, but why we're such a big old man like this mbak”

“Hahahah ojo thought abot-abot mas.. later could rupture his brain blood vessels hihihi”.

“Let's try mbak Tina also road like me mbak, we race until the door of the room, I'm curious we are where this is, and why we can be this old mbak hehe”

“We have to find out what happened here mbak, then we find also Pakat, should he come with us mbak, let's quickly mbak Tina also have to learn my way like this”

“Hehehe yes mas.. Tanna think anyway if Tina still smoothly-smooth jala mas heheheh, try to see what Tina can do mas”

I was sitting cross-legged on a wooden bed or amben, then shifted to the edge of the bed, I tried to lower my feet to the dark room floor.

But damn it. I'm so stiff, I even have trouble moving the joints of the snoring and the ankles.

“Mas... why is this rigid kayak gini, Tina can hardly move the legs, these joints are very stiff mas”

“Well... what did I say.. Let's try to move my feet.. Anyway must be able to walk first which is important mbak”

“Mas.. if we are like this, how do we fight Ingrid and his army. Wong we just move hard mas”

“Quiet first mbak, there must be a reason? until we are like this, there must be something of ourselves that we can use against Ingrid”

“Just we try so that we can walk first mbak, all there will be a process, not directly can walk and do something dangerous right mbak”

“Iya mas.. let's learn the way”.

Although my body and Agus mas old age, but the way we talk and the way we think is still as before, nothing has changed except our bodies that look like grandparents.

Maybe by practicing the road, then not long later I and Agus mas can return to normal.

“Come on Tina we should be able to learn the way to get out of this room, I wonder what's out there mbak”

“Lhat mbak, I have almost reached the door of room heheheh”

“Iya cake.. grandma knows, but grandma's legs are hard to move keeeeeek”

“Hush, don't do that ah mbak, mosuk call him grandfather and grandmother that mbak hehe”

“Hehehe obviously can not we call with mbak and mas dong, for a while we are here it's good we call it by the name of nek and kek only mas”

“Ok mbak, I agree.. Come nek, quickly learn the way, we should be able to walk normally nek..”.

“Iya keeek, but briefly cake, grandma's legs are hard to move kek”

I just knew it felt when there were grandmothers who walked slowly, and sometimes I felt impatient when I had to see a grandmother who walked very slowly.

It turns out all that because the joints of his body are difficult to move, now I just know it feels heheheh.

Slowly land finally I can move my feet to the road to the door of the room, slowly land I can catch up with mas Agus who has almost arrived at the door of the room.

It is difficult and painful indeed, but if it is not forced, what will happen to the two of us, let alone this old us must fight Ingrid.

“Come nek.. We're out of here, grandpa think it's morning now you're net”

“Kok grandpa can be sure that it is morning cake?”

“That's nook, from the sidelines of the bamboo woven wall that is not too tight, it seems that out there there has begun to have sun rays nek”

“Oh yes cake.. Outside the kayaknya already morning ya.. yuk we go out and sun ourselves cake, so that our bodies do not stiff hihi”.

“Iya nek... tap the most important is how to get out of this room hehehe, the distance of the bed with the door is not five meters, there are no five meters, and there are no, but until now why haven't we reached by way of nek?”

“Stay trying Cake.. movement of joints of our legs joints kek”.

Crazy really, it's hard to move my legs, but slowly land finally I can also approach the door of the room, and this is progress in the last few minutes.

I still do not know, me and Agus mas as what or who. Maybe later after we meet the people here we will know who we are.

A little more room door I can reach, now I and Agus mas join hands to maintain the balance of the two of us.

This wooden door we managed to achieve, there is no door handle, there is only a handle made of wood that is made in such a way that we can pull and we can push.

“It just pulled mbak.. “.

“Iya keeek..hihihi”.

I pulled the door handle made of wood and made with rough, finally this door can open as well.

In front of the two of us was a shabby room, with no furniture except for an amben again, and in the corner was a kind of furnace for cooking.

There were also some kitchen utensils scattered in front of me.

The top of this house is precarious, but the boundary between the precarious and the walls of this house is hollow, perforated, maybe it means that the smoke from what to cook this can come out of the gap between the precarious and the walls of the house made of wood.

“Kek... how do you think?”

“Hehehe we just go with it grandma, the important thing is we get out of here first grandma, we see what's out there grandma, later we think again what we should do after this nek”

“Let's learn the way to the front door of the cake.. Hopefully out there there is something we can recognize kek”

I'm actually not sure if there's anything I'm going to know, but I'm trying to convince myself that out there I and Agus are going to meet someone we know.

Slowly land, but there has been progress, because my leg joints are not as big as I was, I and Agus headed to the outside door of the house…

The door of this house is the same as the one in the room, only made of wood arranged and on nails, but this door there is a kind of slot, slot, the slots were also made of wood, so no one would enter here.

Mas Agus opened the door slot and then pulled the door inside….