SAWMILL
52. THE STORY IS SIMILAR TO MY DREAM
Burhan then remained silent for a moment, he lowered his head while closing his eyes.
Not knowing he was remembering something or was feeling scared again to remember what happened last night.
To be sure from the story that was only partly that I came with some people dressed in black.
“I open the gate with a feeling of pleasure because Mr. Agus has come"
"Even ushered by some people dressed in black and tadpoles also”
“But there is a strange, the face of Mr. Agus pale”
“Then Mr. Agus was already inside the house, Mr. Agus told me to sleep, because he had business with the person dressed in black it”
“Because Mr. Agus told me to sleep yes I just fucked up, I entered the room and then tried to sleep even though my drowsiness had disappeared completely“
“Because I can not sleep, my curiosity arises, because Mr. Agus and those in the living room there is no sound at all”
“What I heard was only the sound of people speaking in unison in Javanese which I did not know at all”
“Not long after from the door appeared a lot of smoke, the smoke that turned out to come from the frankincense was a lot of entry through the sidelines of the door”
“I am confused sir... I am confused why Mr. Agus and his friends are lighting incense very much”.
“I think that Mr. Agus is performing a ritual that violates religion, and must reprimand Mr. Agus to stop the activity”
“When my room door opened, a very terrible sight was in front of me pak”
Burhan was silent again, his body was shaking violently, he was frightened and then crying….
“Let's take control of yourself, strong one! weukan men”
“Come tell me again what happened next, so we can find a solution to face this horror”
“I..iya sir….. “
“What I saw was a pocong figure in the middle of the room, while the people dressed in black were in doubt something I did not understand”
“And that terrible when my room door opened....”.
“Everyone who was there looked at me"
"But the most terrible thing is...., is the face of that pocong!"
“The face of the pocong that was being held by people sitting near the window of rumah”
“Face pocong who turned towards the room Pak Agus...”.
“The face of pocong that already has cotton.it….…”
“That's what Burhan mas, let's tell me”
To be honest, I was scared of what Burhan was telling me, because it was very similar to what I dreamed of at Tina's house.
“That face is the face of mas Aguuss...”.
“D...and ma...the pocong's eyes glared at my maas!”
Until here Burhan fainted, fortunately I held his body up to ndak nggeblak to the back.
Was Burhan's experience just a dream similar to the one I had at Tina's house?
Waduh.actually what is happening to me here, I have to find someone who understands this situation.
I laid Burhan's body down properly, and then I went to the kitchen to make some drinking water.
Luckily the bathtub water was full so I didn't have much trouble picking up water to boil.
“This bathroom is dirty once, later I ask Burhan who uses this bathroom”
After I finished turning on the stove and put a kettle on it I went back to Burhan's room, who knows he's awake.
“Wah mas Burhan was awake also finally” when I saw Burhan was already sitting on his bed again
“M... sorry Mr. Agus, I am not strong to remember what happened with me pak”
“Ndak papa mas, I also just boiled water for us to drink later”
“How does the story go. Um are you ready to tell me again mas?”
“The face of the pocong turned towards me and saw me”
“I'm scared I close my room door, and I lock...”.
“Those who were outside at the time did not try to get inside my room, but the incense smoke was getting more and more into here pak”
“I sat in the corner of the room while continuing to look at my room door”
“Until what I fear happens..everyhow my room door can open by itself”.
“My room door is open, but no one is trying to get into my room..”.
“The guest room was full of frankincense smoke, and the terrible thing was the pocong pak”
“Pocong was hovering.. The pocong was drifting towards the back of the house, and he had time to turn towards me with eyes that glared at”
“The face of the pocong.the face of the pocong is the face of Mr. Agus, that makes me even more afraid pak”.
“After the pocong drifted towards the back suddenly my room door closed by itself, after that I did not sad until Pak Agus came this”
I trembled after hearing what Burhan had told me, but as much as possible I did not tell him that I also dream the same thing.
There seems to be some who do not like my presence and Burhan's presence, but for now I can not know what and who it is.
“Mas Burhan, what mas burhan experienced was a nightmare that felt real, all it was just a dream mas”
Burhan was silent when I said it was just a dream, nor did he deny my talk about it was a nightmare
Nor did I tell Burhan about the unlocked door and the petromax light I just turned off.
Especially about the sand and clay in the bathroom and the kitchen of the house, I will not tell you for now
“I'm still alive, and my wounds have been overcome and started to dry up, so everything Burhan mas experienced was dream”
“Iya sir, maybe it was a nightmare all my life pak” Burhan said
“Oh yes mas Burhan, why today no workers enter yes, did anyone come here to tell you about those who did not enter?”
“Waduuuh I do not know Mr. Agus, I was fainting until Mr. Agus came here pak”
Burhan has started to be able to bring himself again, anyway lest I tell you also what I was experiencing.
I need to be able to defeat Burhan's fear, because later in the afternoon I'll have to change the bandage. I had to take Burhan to Tina's house.
But for sure this afternoon I have to go to the village next to the river, I have to go to the solikin place, because he is some kind of foreman here.
“Mas Burhan, let's go to the next village, we find info why today is really no one working”
“Because usually when no one works there is a disaster that befalls one of them”
“Well better mas Burhan take a shower first, so that it is fresh and can forget the dream that last night it”
“Iya sir, I take a shower just”
Burhan is taking a bath and he may not notice any traces of clay in the bathroom.
Even if he asks yes I will answer that's my former leg…
Well for now all I want to see is the back of the house, I'm curious about the cemetery there.
If the clay really came from there, it means that the grave ground should still be wet.
I opened the back door of the house, then I stepped a little quickly towards the back where there was a grave like the one in my dream.
When I got there, it turned out…
“Hmm weird, this grave ground is wet, and there's a trace of its frankincense smell here”
My hair bristles, obviously what's behind this doesn't make any sense at all.
Who and what is buried here, while I am still healthy.
I have to find someone who understands the situation, but I don't want to ask Solikin.
I don't want to tell you what Burhan and I are going through, just no more information for Solikin.