SAWMILL
48. DREAMLIKE
I was in Tina's living room, while she was sleeping in her room, I had agreed with Tina as long as I was here I would be in the living room only.
I won't go into Tina's room unless Tina asks for congregational prayers…
Tonight the living room of Tina's house was already dark, because the main light had been turned off, I was alone in the living room.
There was progress after I drank the water given by Doctor Joko, my wound was no longer hot even though it still hurt.
Especially coupled with taking painkillers, it feels sleepy amazing..
I saw my watch, it turned out to be 02:10 by now…
Slowly I fell asleep and fell asleep….
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The quiet sawhouse, at night there was only a petromac lamp in the living room that I could see from outside the fence.
I walked slowly into the courtyard….
It turns out that in front of the door there are some slippers lined up neatly…
I did not go straight into the house, but I peered through the window slit.I held the wall of the house, but strangely I could not hold the wall of the house.
Even now my hand can break through the walls of the house….
When I saw my feet, I didn't step on the ground, I floated!
I looked at my palms to make sure that my hands were okay…
I moved to the side door of the house, I held the door slowly, and it turned out that I could penetrate it.
I'm floating in….
Ugh the smell of frankincense filled the living room of the house, I coughed violently, but strangely no one heard my coughing voice.
What the hell is going on with me..
Why would I be like this?
This living room was filled with black-clothed humans, they were sitting cross-legged.
They sat around a white object that ran across the living room….
This incense smoke prevented me from seeing clearly the faces of the people sitting in a circle with a white object in the middle….
Slowly the incense smoke began to disappear, now I can see who is sitting in this living room.
“Yes the God in the middle is pocong!”
I shuddered and retreated a few meters to penetrate the wall of the room I was sleeping in
I'll see who's sleeping in the front room,
Empty, my bed was empty, dark.even the oil lamp that should have been lit on the wall of the house was dead .
I moved forward again and through the wall of the living room, now I was among five. uh six people sitting with a pocong in front of them.
I tried to look at the pocong's face, because it didn't look as black as it had hit me before.
But I still couldn't see clearly who was in the middle of it, well because one of those people added incense to the incense burner.
“Wuih this white smoke just more!”
Some of the people who were there started whispering to each other, one of them was told to do something by one of the people sitting next to him.
I was really curious about the faces of the people who were there….
But every time I tried to look at their faces, it was always blocked by the thick smoke from burning the incense.
One man walked towards the back, then the man opened the door of the house, in the darkness of the night I saw the figure of the man in black clothes walking towards the sawmill.
He walked towards the back, he walked towards the wood cutting machine complete with the driving machine!
What was the man doing, why did the man keep walking towards the back and past the wooden saw?
He was straight until he was now in the back under the banyan tree. Then the man looked around.
I was curious about what that guy was doing, and then he leaned over and burned the incense there…
“That's a tomb under a tree, what is he doing there?”
After the process of burning frankincense with a lot of smoke, the figure walked back into the house.
I haven't seen what he's done there and then I walked over to where he was burning incense.
“Masyaallah... The tomb hole is open!”
The tomb was wide open, so I could see what was there…
Incense smoke does not soar upward, but sits around the pit of the tomb beneath the banyan tree….
But why is the tomb empty.then the one in the living room, who's it?
My curiosity became more and more so, I moved to follow the person who had lit incense around the tomb behind the house.
At this time in the dark of the night there was absolutely no sound, no sound of night beasts nor the sound of leaves being exposed to the wind.
Everyone was silent, silent and following what was in this house.
Even the sometimes heard river water is not heard at this time at all.
All silent, silent, all as if solemnly following what is going on here.
For now all I can feel is my very light body.
Just a little move it felt like it was far away so I had to adjust my movements so as not to get too close to the person in front of me.
I went through the back door, but it felt strange….
Inside the house the atmosphere is different….
People were reciting a word in a language I didn't understand at all, but it sounded like a song.
Among the frankincense smoke, the six people still sound similar to Javanese but not, and have a beautiful tone.
I who do not understand the language alone until amazed by what they are reciting.
The smoke of frankincense is increasing, probably because one of them is sowing frankincense powder into the burner again.
I could only see from the front of the bathroom what they were doing.
When the smoke of frankincense began to fade, I could see someone was holding a pocong head.
The pocong seemed to be sleeping quietly on the lap of the person sitting back to the front door of the house.
When the frankincense smoke began to fade, someone added more frankincense powder, so that the living room was full of that pungent smelling smoke.
Suddenly they stopped reciting a strange kind of Javanese song, which they had just said.
Now everything was silent, no one was speaking at all. no one was talking at all.
I don't know why I'm so scared right now.
In this quiet state I felt terrified….
Until then I accidentally saw something moving between the incense smoke in the living room.
Not moving. but floating..
It floated slowly towards me, but I could not see his face clearly yet because it was covered in smoke.
Slowly the smoke began to fade….
The pocong's face slowly escaped from the smoke of incense….
“ALLAHUAKBAAAR..
“That's akuuuu.........!!!!!”
“That pocong face is my face!!!!!”
“AAAAAAHHH H NOAAAK, I AM NOT DEAD!..... TIDAAAAAAK!”
My body was shaken, I felt the earth move violently….
I screamed loudly, but my mouth felt locked.
My body was getting violently shaken along with someone's scream…
“Maaaasss wake up mas... mas banguuuuunn!”
Shouting the voice of the woman I felt familiar with, the voice of the woman who shouted while crying as she pleased.
But I obviously did not heed the voice of the woman's scream, I had to chase after the pocong that was now passing through the old well that was in the backyard.
“Waituuu I'm not dead yet! stop that pocong!!”
I shouted at the person dressed in black who was following where the pocong was going.
“Banguuung maasss, banguuun!”
My body swayed again….
That woman's voice really bothered me, I couldn't stand that voice anymore, I had to go to the pocong immediately!
“I have to stop that pocong!”