SAWMILL
19.AT NIGHT IN THE WOODS
I sat in the long chair in front of the house after the junub bath, frankly, when the mind bath was not going anywhere so that the fear was not visible at all.
“Sore gini usually Mamad has turned on petromak lights, sakjane clock piro se iki, kok koyone has started to dark” my grumbling when the sunlight is getting darker
“Ealah tibake already almost 18.00 hours, manggane kok looks very dark, nek that ya not turn on the petromaknya lights”
Night began to come, the sound of night animals began to be simple, the situation tonight is very different from when there is the sun.
The front fence has been locked, the living room door and the back door have also been locked by using the slot only.
At first there was no thought whatsoever, just sitting back in the living room and imagining what I was doing on the riverbank.
I sat alone in the living room showing the old things that were either here since when.
I keep looking at what's inside this house. The longer I look at the old sideboard chair table the more worry arises inside.
My originally normal mind slowly from worry was now increasingly pursed on fear.I looked towards the brightly lit kitchen, nothing in the kitchen, safe
My eyes then turned to the living room sideboard, the radio sideboard and everything in this room grew even more terrifying!
“Yes Allah...why am I getting scared, please give me courage O Allah and keep away from anything that bothers me” my murmur
My usual mind became more and more seconds so, the longer I could not think clearly, then what should I do?
I was silent in the living room, my ears slowly buzzing and increasingly able to hear even a subtle sound, the sound of animals or grasshoppers outside loud and the sound of frogs or anything strange I could hear.
Even the sound of the petromak lamp's hiss feels like the sound of a diesel engine that sounds slowly.
“APAAA!, there is the sound of diesel engine running in slow voice!”
Slowly I finish the sound that ripples very slowly, it is true that it is the sound of a machine. I sharpen my ears again it turns out that the sound is not there, it is true, what was heard was the sound of kerosene hissing to light the petromak lamp.
“Alhamdulillah it turns out I heard wrong because of fear, it turns out that what I heard was the sound of petromak gas course” while I saw the petromak lights near me
“But cook yes petromak gas sound like that?” curiosity began to take hold of me
“No.. earlier that my ear was misheard because it was influenced by the sound of kerosene hissing to turn on the Petromak” lamp
The night is getting late second by second time feels very long, now only at 20:00, it is still a long time to go in the morning.
I was standing from a sitting position, but I didn't know where to go because the house was so small, it had only my room, Mamad's room, a small living room, kitchen, and bathroom, then where am I going in this standing position.
I sat down again in the living room, but the current sitting position turned my back to the sideboard and faced the outer window that displayed the dark atmosphere of the forest.
Worse yet I always noticed when there was something strange in the forest in front of the house, I always notice if there are leaves that look rocking or if there is movement of animals at night or something is floating outside.
Why do I always look out, it seems like my head is forced to look out. There is nothing interesting out there but the darkness of the forest.
Ah maybe it's just my illusion. It's better to just sleep, so as not to see the strange things out there
I stood up, then walked towards the room, I let this front room be brightly lit with two lit petromaks.
Actually there is a desire to urinate, but I paled because given the state of the bathroom is quite creepy.
I opened the front room door, but deliberately the door of the room was not closed tightly, so that the petromak light rays could enter the room using only the lamp blocked only.
Then I threw my body to the bed, I forced my eyes to close but it felt like something forced me not to close my eyes.
Very restless on the bed, sometimes back to the door, then stretched out, then facing the door that is not tightly closed.
Not knowing why these eyes are always directed towards the door that is slightly open with petromak light rays into the room, Ndak know why I feel strange with the reflection of light that enters the room.
Suddenly I was shocked when there was a greatness that had blocked the petromak rays that entered the room. Like something that was the way and had blocked the light beam into the room even though it was as loud as possible.
“Jangkrek!.. sopo iku which way from the front door leads to the back!” I sat by the bed
There's nobody in the living room, nobody but me in the room, no cats or anything in the house, so no one should have passed by that door.
I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, could I just sit, what would I do if I didn't sit here, did I have to go out to see who was there? of course I wouldn't do it.
After a while there was no longer a shadow, I decided to stretch myself again, now I stared at the dark and faint ceiling until some time these eyes had started to sleepy.
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SREK….SREK..SREK…
My eyes opened wide when I heard a strange noise outside the house right next to my room..
I looked at the door of the room, it turned out that the living room was completely dark, which was now only a small oil lamp in my room. The door to my room was still open as before.
“Sounds like a sweeping person, it's almost midnight tonight, who's working outside the house iki?”
Bad thoughts began to appear again, the dark living room state plus the sound like a sweeping person made me unable to think clearly.
“No...it must be the sound of a night beast digging in the dirt to look for something, it is not the voice of the one who is sweeping” I speak to myself so that my bad thoughts are lost
The voice slowly moved towards the side of Mamad's room, similar to the sound of people sweeping if the area on the broom was clean for sure he would move to a dirty area.
I sharpened my ears to try to hear the sound of something like a person sweeping it.
But something is troubling my hearing right now. I faintly heard a voice like footsteps, like a person on the road even though it was faint and slow.