SAWMILL
25.PLEASE DON'T DISTURB ME
What is troubling my mind right now, why can't I close my eyes at all?
I turned my mind to other things, but I still couldn't, because what was in my head right now was the figure in front of the house.
I still can't guess who was outside just now, but I'm sure it was just a tree trunk that was exposed to the shadow of the moon
It's just that the belief that it's just a tree finally disappeared when I felt that it wasn't a tree trunk.
Tree trunk can not form to, arms, body, legs!.
Analysis of otaku increasingly conical to the body of people.
As a result now there is absolutely no sleepiness.my mind still refers to the figure that is among the tree tree in front of the house.
“That koyoke Mamad!” I said with a mantab
My heart was pounding, cold sweat was flowing as I imagined the figure that was between the tree and my friend who had just died.
Kupadu match the shadow figure with Mamad's body, it turns out that his height and posture shape are similar to Mamad
“Why exactly the same Mamad!”
“What is Mamad. But he's dead”
My blood rippled as I called the name of my dead friend, now what was on my mind was the face of Mamad who was among the trees outside
“No.. no way, he's dead, there's no way he's here”.
I kept trying to fall asleep, but my eyes were still fresh, and my otaku continued to analyze the figure that was there.
I saw my watch, it was already at 21:08. still far from the morning to do the activity. It is far from the morning sun.
“Tomorrow morning there will be solar coming, and there may also be wood coming, what should I do?”
“Ah thought tomorrow morning lah”
I'm trying to think of another problem about solar and wood that's coming tomorrow morning.
But every time I think of the sun and the wood, suddenly Mamad's face behind the tree appears again in my mind.
Fortunately the living room was bright, in the kitchen and bathroom area was also bright, my room also had light, except the former Mamad room.
So I'm not so scared, I can still see the light in the living room.
“But I should be able to sleep..”.
After a while I turned my mind to fun things like thinking about my girlfriend eh no ding, I thought of dik Anik's face finally slowly land I can sleep, and finally I can sleep.
*****
Tok.Tok..Tok...Tok…
The sound of a weak knock woke me up..
I stared at the dark sky of the room.I looked at the dark left all dark.There was no light at all either in the room or in the living room.
“Why dark...?”
“What voice was that...”.
The state of the room is pitch black..
The bedroom door was tightly closed, but from the floor gap I could tell the situation in the living room that should be bright because there were two petromak lights on.
But the living room is not bright!…
“Why is the petromak lamp outside it not brightly lit?”
“Cock light even looks like candle” light
The gap between the door leaf and the floor of the room is rather wide, maybe about two centimeters, so that the light in the living room will be visible from the room.
My eyes could never escape from the crack of the door, out of curiosity with the light of the petromak lamp that now resembled candlelight.
Cold sweat began to wash over my forehead, and my hair stood up as the visible light from the door and floor was blocked by something.
Someone is blocking the light from the living room.
As a result, no more dim light enters the room through the door gap.
Something was standing at the door of my room!
Something was standing in front of my room, somehow I could feel something was standing in front of the door.
The dim light that should enter the room through the gap between the floor and the door leaf was no longer visible.
Something was standing in front of my room….
I can still feel it…..
“There is a person in front of my room....” I mumbled slowly.
My heart was beating hard, my head was starting to feel heavy and big. But unfortunately my eyes could never escape from the gap of that door.
My eyes kept glued to the gap between the floor and the door!. I keep looking at that!
I pecked at my bed, my breathing became tight, something was still blocking the light coming through the door gap!
My breath was wheezing as if the oxygen in this room had run out when I suddenly heard something familiar……..
The sound of the room door handle being pressed, my room door handle moves slowly downward and upward.
“Yes Allah... protect me O Allah...”.
I prayed in a soft voice, I was afraid that the one in front of the room would suddenly burst in when I heard my voice.
The handle of the room moves slowly, some try to open the door of the room, but can not open because before sleeping this room I lock.
Several times the room handle moves slowly and gently, but still can not open.
My eyes were pushy, my mind was dead, I couldn't think what or who was in front of my room.
There was nothing I could do but pray and hope that the one in front of my room would leave immediately.
I did not move at all, shifted or moved sleeping position I did not dare, because this bed will sound if I move a little.
To scream is also useless because I live alone here.
Several times the room door handle moved, a few minutes later stopped, but the shadow was still in front of the room.
Moments after the movement of the door handle stopped, suddenly the shadow that was seen through the floor gap was gone.
But there's something else I'm afraid of…..
Slowly the dim petromak lights dimmed, and finally the dimmer petromak light finally died completely!
“Yes God the petromak lamp is off!”
Now the darkness around me, there was no light in the room at all, but my hand was still holding my mainstay small flashlight.
There was no sound whatsoever, be it the night beast or the crickets that were usually always heard on the side of the room.
All that was heard was the sound of breathing and heartbeats!.....
I was still lying on my back in bed without daring to move at all, the sound that arose from my movements would definitely invite those outside to enter here.
My body is stiff, my muscles are dead, half my limbs are numb, so I can't feel my legs anymore.
I was on my back with a small flashlight in my right hand…
“What to do is God.”.
“Please don't bother me...”.
“Please don't bother me...”.
“I only work here, please don't disturb me”
In this state of sculpting then I heard a voice…
The sound of footsteps, but the sound was inside the house….
The sound of people walking from the end of the living room to the end of the kitchen and back again to the living room….
I did not feel my tears began to flow from the corner of my eyes, to wet the lower eyelids beside the eyes and ears.
I closed my eyes full of warm tears inside my eyelids.
The sound of footsteps of the person kept pacing and not stopping, starting from the end of the living room door then to the kitchen and back again and so on.
The voice of the person who was pacing back and forth with very slow steps and weak foot pressure and steps.
My back was hot, my head was getting bigger, my body was shaking, my heart was racing until I finally remembered nothing!
*****
I woke up when the morning sunlight hit my face, my eyes had not been able to open perfectly, probably due to the glare by the sunlight coming through the window grille.
“Yes Allah turned out I fainted.”
“Alhamdulillah I am still safe!”
Ku Toleh left right in my room, it turns out that the oil lamp on the wall of the room is still on, the door of the room was tightly closed.
The sound of birds singing was heard crowded next to the room next to the forest, then I tried to sit on the edge of the bed.
“Uhhggh my back hurt once, and it turns out that it is already 07.15”
I keep watching the oil lamp that's still on, because last night the oil lamp was off!
This body felt all pain and stiffness, so several times I fell when I tried to stand up, although in the end I could stand too.
But I still did not dare to open the door of the room even though at this time the sun was starting to light.
But I had to get out of the room, because this morning he said someone was going to work.
It must be forced to get out of the room even though the fear is still there.
“SOLAARRR…. SOLAAARRRR”
The sound of people screaming from the front of the house, with several times the person honking his car horn
“Yes Allah this morning there was indeed a shipment of solar that came, so you can forget me!”
“IYA PAAAAK…. I WILL KELUAAARR!!”
I screamed for the solar sender to know that in this house there are humans