SAWMILL
65.SOLIKIN SIR?
After the bath was full, I immediately took a bath without thinking about anything, just take a shower, and luckily my bandage was not exposed to water.
If compared to Burhan is not as intelligent as Mamad, if Mamad saw an empty bathtub, he immediately filled it with water that he poured from the well….
It's different with Burhan……
Burhan does not directly fill this bathtub, until there was no water at all aka empty springing, or even arguably dry!
But cook yes Burhan does not fill the bathtub, especially until empty jumping kayak earlier, like a bathroom tub that is being drained.
But don't like bad thoughts, I try to be logical and just act..
Because if everything I see here I try to think with words..’kok strange, how can it, cook yes sih’.
If it is far from logic then only the subconscious mind appears.
Here I try not to think too much about what is a bit awkward, because everything I have felt so far seems to be because of my fear and my mind is free from logic.
The bottle of mineral water given by Mr. Panat I put it on a small table in the room, until tomorrow morning after dawn I can drink it.
The night after six o'clock in the evening Burhan and I sat in front of the house.
“Yesterday when you went to the village next to the river this house you key right?”
“Iya sir, according to what Pak Agus said so that the house is left in a locked”
“What's the matter sir, something weird?”
“Ndak papa mas, just remind you to always lock the house when we are going”
“When at home Mr Wito how, where to sleep until Burhan?”
“I ya sleep in the living room chair sir, home he is very small because”
“Why not at home sir Solikin?”
“Ndak sir, Solikin sir is sick, so I do not want to disturb him, the next morning I went there to invite him to work”
“Oh so, Tomorrow they work again right?”
“Iya sir, they will work”
“Oh yes sir, tomorrow phone boss to ask for solar, supplies are already depleting pak”
“Lho kok quickly run out yes mas, even though there is rarely a work of mas”
“Diesel engine used it old model pack, so wasteful fuel”
“Oh yes Mr. Agus, it is already Wednesday do not forget to ask for a budget to buy log wood and for employee salaries for Saturday pak”
Then tomorrow afternoon I have to call the boss, to ask for a budget, but in the afternoon I will meet with Yetn first.
Then I leave during the day to the place of mbak Tinaya, so that the day can go to the place of Yetno and the night I can be interlocal.
Hopefully tonight I'm not bothered by anyone here, I want to sleep well after a few days I can't sleep at all.
After a rough dinner, I did not go straight into the room, but I sat in front of the house, I still wanted to enjoy the forest air at night.
“Pak Agus, I slept first yes, If later tonight there are cringes again, please knock on my room door pak”
“Iya mas, I still want to be in front of the house first before sleeping”
Burhan has entered his room, while I still want to be alone sitting in front of the house.
It's not really night yet, it's still around 19:20, but for those of us who live here, it's already night time.
“Hmmm what Tina is doing there huh, is she thinking of me?
“Heheheh not very important c*k, mosok se Tina want to think about my situation, ashu!
The bright petromac light flashed to the courtyard of the house where I was sitting.
The situation out here is very quiet, there are only the sounds of night beasts and night locusts.
Suddenly the corner of my eye could stare at something that flashed.
Only the corner of my eye managed to catch a flash of something black, because when I got nothing.
Who else is it, and why should my eyes see it. Mamad was obviously impossible because he wasn't dead, so it shouldn't be Mamad's ghost.
I tried to think rationally, that it was just a tree trunk that was blown by the wind.
I was still enjoying the night air in front of the house until the corner of my eye saw the greatness of something for the second time.
I clearly knew and clearly felt that there was a person among the trees in front of the ruman, and it was clearly a person, not a subtle or some kind of creature.
How can I be sure that the one who was peeping on it was a human?
Because he had accidentally stepped on a dry twig!
But I'd rather just avoid it, I'd rather go into the house, than have nothing with me.
I closed it and then locked the front door…
I saw the kerosene filling on the petromak lamp, it was still full, estimated that full conditions like this could last until three in the morning.
“I have to pray, according to what Pak Pangat said, if prayer means I have to go to the bathroom dong to wudhu”
This bathroom is always dark day and night….
Wonder also.. bathroom grilles should not need to be covered by cement paper, leave it open so that fresh air also goes inside.
I opened the bathroom door that was always closed.
Maybe because the door frame was tilted, so that the door always closed by itself.
I took the water in the bathtub that Burhan had been carrying…
When I make it to gargle, the taste of this water is a bit different.
This water tastes a bit greasy and a bit smelly…….
I've memorized the name of the smell of well water, pump water, or bottled mineral water.
But this well water is a bit like that, there is a little smell and if touched with a slightly oily kayak hand.
Is this back pit getting polluted?
Well it could be that this water source began to be polluted, especially this well is not far from the river, it could be water from the river into this well spring.
Maybe it's like this, but maybe because all this time I've never noticed this well water so I just know today that this well water is a little different.
Nothing happened when I finished praying, so I became more and more convinced that I could sleep well tonight.
“Hmm I'd better change the sleeping position.
Now I sleep with my legs at the head of the bed….
Because I was suspicious of the incense burn marks that were under the bed, right on the side I was leaning my head.
The cool night air that entered through the window grille made me feel calm and finally sleepy.
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I'm awake!....
The state of the room was still as usual, the lamp was still on, there was nothing strange like before that was very scary.
My sleeping position has not changed,....
I looked at this room, it was still as usual…
I saw my watch, it turns out it's 23:50 by midnight, but..
But I have to pee, I have to go to the bathroom, just how does it feel if I have to go to the bathroom.
I sat on the edge of the bed looking at the door.
“What will happen if the door of the room is opened..”.
Of course there is nothing because in the living room is still bright, petromak light rays are still visible from the opening of the room door.
I stepped towards the door of the room, the feeling of pressure in the bladder increasingly forced me to immediately go to the bathroom.
I can't hold it anymore……
I opened the room door….
“Goodnight sir Agus..”.
“Lho pak Solikin... what do you want here?!”
I was shocked when I saw Mr. Solikin sitting in the living room with his leisure, he just smiled while looking at me who was astonished by this.
“Please if you want to urinate first Mr. Agus....”.