SAWMILL
222. WHAT'S GOING ON HERE

“Pak Cheng will be there for a long time, and he will arrange a strategy to know who the guest who is accompanied by the Pantang, will be, he won't come and won't be able to get Fong to come here unless there's a problem with Panat”

“That's all Mr. Cheng told Kunti ini” Pak Diran said

“Pak Diran.. it should be me or father and Jiang can easily detect the arrival of Pangat, why should we be confused sir?”

“Iya should be easy Tina ma'am, but after Pantang was in one of the guests who came, then the guest turned out to be a father of a family... then what will bu Tina do?”

“Did that guest drive out of here? And who would believe that he was your treasonous friend?”

“It should be easy and detectable..even you two can also detect it…. What is difficult is how not to enter this hotel?”

“Is it possible for you to expel a family head or a mother of some children who came with her family here?”

When we finished with Kun, we walked into the hotel courtyard. But when a few steps we entered the hotel, suddenly Sir Diran told us to stop.

“Stop... and duck... now!” whispered Mr. Diran

“Lhat is far there.. close to the river bank... there is something sitting” whispered Pak Diran again.

“Iya sir.. but I am not clear who is there sir.. How about we just go over there sir?”

“You two are here, let me go there” replied Sir Diran

“Do not sir... the three of us who went there, we are here and pack Diran equally hotel manager”

“Ya already ...” said Pak Diran

Yes there is indeed someone who is sitting facing the river, or rather facing the opposite side of the river where there is the tomb of Fong and there is a settlement.

Vaguely and getting closer began to be seen clearly the person who was there was not just sitting on the sand of the beach, but he was doing something.

“Mas... what smell of incense?” whispers of Tina

“Iya mbak.. I smell the faint incense.”

“He who is lighting incense.. I am sure Mr. Agus..” timpal sir Diran.

We got closer to the man sitting cross-legged, and in front of him were some sticks of incense still burning at the end, but I had no idea what he was doing there, and whatever is in front of him.

That person whoever we are has not been able to detect it, because the situation here is dark ….

But Mr. Diran who was already near the person arrived to greet politely.

“Goodnight father... What are you doing here?” greet Sir Diran politely

“Eh there is a Pak Satpam.. Hehehehe uhug uhug.I was honoring and greeting the softness around here pak” replied the man turned to Siran.

Hmm it turns out that the person who was there was an old man who came from the city of Semarang who came rather unfortunate earlier.

The old man who came with his wife and a young woman who came at half-time.

“Oh sir Prabowo…. What are you doing here, it's already night and the wind is not good for the age of father” asked Tina politely

“Let's sit here with me..I will explain what I am doing here”.

I see Pak Diran obeying what the parents called Mbak Tina with the name of Pak Prabowo or can be called with Pak Owo origin not with the call of pak Owi only

Sister Tina also wants to sit next to Mr. Owo….

“We are together here to respect nature and the softness that is here…. I'm sure we have different beliefs, I'm a Christian, and maybe you're Muslims.”.

“But we live in the land of Java, we still have ancestors, so do not concern linking this with the name of religion” explained Mr. Owo with a soft and convincing voice

Mr. Diran did not answer the talk of Mr. Owo, he seemed to be judging Pak Diran's parents named Mr. Owo.

“Especially in the wild like this, surely here also a lot of softener that roam, so here I just want to say hello and respect them so that there is no such thing as interrupting each other” explained Mr. Owo

“Sorry Mr. Prabowo.. after you have done this... what do you feel now?” ask Sir Diran politely

Mr. Owo was silent for a moment, he took a deep breath before answering a question from Pak Diran…. From his breath, there was something that disturbed him. Unfortunately, I could not see his face.

“Soft is here, almost everything here no one bothers or wants to do evil, even I can feel that this hotel area is very safe”

“But the one over there, the one across the river and the one in the river is terrible, that one, they are bloodthirsty and at this time they are wanting tumbal” explained pak prabowo or Owo instead of Owi with a soft voice

“So please be careful with the ones there, and please take care of guests who swim in this river, do not let the guests here swim too to the middle of sana” said Mr. Owo again.

“Alright sir, later we will supervise guests who are in this part of the river” said Pak Diran

“One more son…. You seem to understand things like this, so keep this place together with softeners who are also always on guard here”, Mr. Owo told Pak Diran

“Nah now it's good Mr. Prabowo back to the room, because it's midnight and the night wind here is not good for tonight” take Pak Diran later

“Alright sir.. Please help me stand up, from earlier I sit cross-legged here and my legs are a bit stiff to stand uhug uhug” replied Owo

We help Mr. Owo to stand up and get him to the very end of this room, room number ten..

But when we were close to room number ten, it turned out that the middle-aged woman who came with Prabowo's husband and wife was already around the back yard of the hotel.

The woman seems to be intending to pick up Mr. Owo. He was just standing in the courtyard of the hotel when we came from the river to pick up Mr. Prabowo

“Lho dad is not papa…? How to come in gini?” the young woman asked when she saw us coming with her father

“This is my son.. Just call Wati. He was about to pick me up there” said Mr. Owo without smiling

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“Well our guests can already guess what is on the other side and which is in the middle of the river” said Pak Diran

“I'm sure later Fong or whatever his name will kill guests who are here by drowning in the river sana”

“We must pay more attention to the guests who are behind there, later I will tell Yogi also to patrol to the back of hotel” said Pak Diran again

“Jiang, don't think about Mr. Cheng, I'm sure mr. cheng is not the person yesterday afternoon, I'm sure Mr. Cheng must have his own plan”

“What is important for us is to keep the guests here safe and away from the dangers that will threaten them”

“Pak Diran.. about dreams mbak TIna and about the message of Mr. Cheng and the words of Mr. Owo earlier... whether all that can happen?”.

“I don't think it just happens, even I think it can be related, and we don't know what's going to happen here any minute

The night is long. The dawn prayer was still five hours away, we were in the main room of the hotel, the four of us were not sleepy at all for the time being, but …….

But when the time was one o'clock at night, I started yawning, followed by Tina's mother also yawning, but not with Jiang and Sir Diran!

I resisted this drowsiness .. but it seems like someone told me to close my eyes…

“Jiang.. Please make me kopi” while I lyrically mbak Tina who has fallen asleep on the sofa

“Bikin three glasses of Jiang for the three of us, do not use sugar, give a little salt” said Pak Diran whose eyes are still alert

“Any sir...my eyes can not be opened at all...it feels sleepy amazing pak”.

“Pak Agus has been sleeping less for a few days, even if Pak Agus is busy, so it is natural that now Mr. Agus is sleepy”

“Sleep is sleepy sir, but not like this also pak”

“Later after drinking coffee we roamed around for a while Mr. Agus. I want to see the backyard once again”.

“Huuaaaheeemm what's there sir, do you think there's anything weird again?”

“Can yes and can also not Mr. Agus.. I just feel like going to the backyard again,, this huff hotel really makes me tired once”.

“For decades working as a security hotel or inn, this hotel with only ten rooms only makes me very tired hehehe”

“Capek is not in the literal sense Mr. Agus. but tired in mental and spiritual terms”.

Jiang finally came up with three cups of black coffee but sugar mixed with a little salt, I don't know what the salt is, but after I drank some of the syrup…. Something changed little by little.

The drowsiness was slowly disappearing land!

“How is the coffee Mr. Agus... Jiang?”

“Heheheh different sir.. The taste of this coffee is magical, although bitter and somewhat salty, but I do not sleep at all”

“Ya.. Jiang you keep it here.. And beware, because I feel there is something strange here.I and Mr. Agus want to check the situation back there. And please take care of Tina.”

Mr. Diran walked a bit quickly to the backyard, our backyard flower garden which is currently illuminated by two petromak lights to create a good atmosphere, and some use a lamp.

From the window berkelambu in each cottage or room will certainly be seen the light of teplok lights or petromak lights

The park in the backyard is quiet deserted.well it is natural because this time it is over one o'clock at night.

Mr. Diran always looked at the situation in every room in the back.. I don't know what Mr. Diran did by looking at every room that was here.

We walked slowly until we finally reached room number ten.. The room was occupied by Mr. Prabowo and his wife and a child.

And strangely this room number ten is dark!

There is no visible light from the outside for the room inhabited by the family of Mr. Owo.

Mr. Diran stopped in front of room number ten. then Pak Diran raised his head.. Like he was looking for something on the roof of a room.

I who do not understand what is being sought Sir Diran just keep quiet….

But I faintly smell the incense, probably the incense left by Mr. Owo in the sand of the river.

“Pak...”.

“Sstttt” replied Pak Diran while putting his index finger on his lips.

That means maybe Pak Diran is concentrating on something that might be happening in Pak Owo's room instead of Owi.

Sir Diran walked slowly..  While continuing to pay attention to room number ten, he occasionally raised his head like he was looking at something.

He walked slowly while trying to listen to something that might be around here,

Sir Diran just stood in front of room ten.. Until twelve seconds he just kept silent and continued to pay attention to room number ten.

I just stood up while continuing to pay attention to Siran who was being somewhat strange behavior…. And the smell of this incense kept coming into my nose, although it smelled faint, but I could be sure that this was the smell of incense like the one on the riverbank.

It's been over five minutes we've both been in front of room number ten without doing anything…

After finishing with what was being noticed, then Pak Diran walked towards the wooden chair in the middle of the park..

We both sat in that chair, but until now Mr. Diran has not told me about what happened with room number ten.

Sir Diran sat on the wooden bench looking down.. He looked down and said nothing to me. I didn't dare to talk to him at all…

Mr. Diran just kept silent and lowered his head, occasionally he covered his face with both palms while calling out the istigfar many times.

“Pak Agus..write the message on the satellite phone plane.. Tell Jay sir to come here as early as possible” Pak Diran said in a soft voice and like he was holding back crying.

I did not ask what was with room number ten. I immediately headed to the main room to pick up the satellite phone.

In the main room, Tina woke up from her sleep, she and Jiang were sitting on the sofa in the middle room.

“What's up mas?” ask Tina

“No tau mbak.. Mr. Diran just kept quiet, and now he told me to send a short message via this satellite phone to Jay” sir

“He told Jay sir to come as early as possible to this hotel mbak”