SAWMILL
83. THE SUSPICIOUS PERSON
There was nothing as far as my eyes could see, there was only darkness, only the shadow of a tree in front of me.
But I could still feel behind me. or above. or my right left.
No... I must not look to the left. right .. or to the top.there must be something terrible!
The fur of my horse was getting bristling when suddenly there was a sound….
On my left is a voice…
A voice more similar to the sighing of naphas…
Once. twice.
Fear began to run through the body, my hair began to brim ….
My legs started shaking, my blood rippled...
For it is not only the sound of sighing that I hear, but…
Just now there was a cold gust of wind that passed through my earlobe….
Yes!. There was a blast of cold wind that passed through my earlobe.
Although only once but then continued by the smell of the pungent fragrance again!
my head became heavy, but fortunately I was still able to control myself..
“Who are you, and what do you want to show me”
I'm trying to communicate with something around me.
I also try to control my emotions…
I have to be strong or I'm going to faint like before.
There was no reply at all to my question…
Only silence and occasionally another sighing of naphas from my left..
“If you communicate with me, show yourself.
I kept trying to communicate with something that I thought was still on my left.Something that was still clearly heard in my left ear.
The smell of the flower appeared again….
But soon something I saw among the trees in front of me.
A black shadow that always seemed to be in front of the house when I was sitting in front of the house.
The black shadow that was originally perhaps five meters more in front of my standing position, was now slowly starting to approach me.
The shadow moved so slowly that he was in front of me..
I was dealing with a black shadow that was only about two to three meters ahead.
I assure myself it's not something evil…
I was more and more convinced that he was following me, when there was no more breath and cold wind in my ears.
Now I have the courage to talk to him, for I am sure that only the black shadow is in front of me…
Not some kind of demit wrapped in white cloth or giggling..
“Who are you...”
I forced myself to communicate with the black shadow that was in front of me.
Five seconds passed, no answer or anything…
But the shadow was still in front of me and….
Slowly something changed with what I saw in front of me…
Slowly the land in front of me was no longer a forest but a beautiful house..
No. Not a beautiful house..
“That's the sawmill house..why did he show me the picture of the sawmill house?”
I looked at the house that looked like it was in the middle of the day…
The front yard of the house, then changed to the right side of the house, then the back of the house..
The large Banyan tree…
Nothing happened at all, nothing happened or anyone else was in the house except….
Unless something is a little different!...
“What is it that is different from that house....?”.
But suddenly the image of the sawhouse vanished, as did the shadowy figure also disappear..
Then from a distance I heard the sound of a machine…
But it's not clear what that sound is….
“Hmmm it's like the sound of a motor machine!. I must immediately hide this old motor!”
Luckily on my left is a bush.
In a hurry the motorbike I pushed towards the bushes before the sound of the engine was getting closer.
After the bike was safe, I curled up next to the old bike.
The sound of the motor engine that came was not exactly smooth, because the motor engine was the type of engine that used side oil..
In addition, the motor also uses a modified exhaust that sounds quite noisy..
And finally at a slow speed, the bike passed where I was hiding.
To be honest I did not dare to stand from my position curled up next to my bike.
The sound of the motor was getting further and further away from my hiding position, and it seemed to be heading to the sawmill.
“I have to go there, I have to know who passed me”
“But unfortunately the sawmill house is still far from here”
“What should I do!”
It is definitely impossible for me to go there using this old man, so anyone who has passed me will know that someone is following him.
But isn't my bike on strike?
Am I still waiting here or am I going back to Tina's place?...
“No.. I better just wait here!”
I decided to wait until the person who was riding the bike passed by again..
After that I'll try to start the engine and go home to the sawmill.
Twenty minutes passed…
From a distance, the sound of a motorbike leads here.
Slowly the bike approached my hiding position, and finally it passed me to the village of Tina.
Once I guess it's far enough, and it's safe…
I tried to ignite the old man whose many services brought me together with Tina.
“Alhamdulillah finally this motor machine is on as well..”.
But I'd better wait a little while before I leave…
Because I didn't want Burhan to suspect that I was running into a noisy biker in the middle of the forest.
So I waited another fifteen minutes to continue the journey.
*****
After my watch showed me the right time, I finally went home.
Without fear of the supernatural I drove this motorbike closer to the sawmill house.
“Petromak light is still on, hmm it is still at 20:30, not too late”
I parked the old bike in the usual place…
When I'm gonna open the front door…
I was shocked by Burhan's face that looked behind the living room window.
“Wah mas Burhan iki ngagetin me ae!”
“Hehehe from earlier I was waiting for Mr. Agus, kok until now has not also come hehehe”
“Yah.sorry mas, I had time to go home briefly mas”
“Where to go sir?”
“Ya to my village. It was after from the hospital, I idly called my family. it turns out my sister is sick, immediately I go directly to terminal”
“Lha why not stay at home?”
“Ndak mas, I have permission until first right, then I want to call the boss first also to borrow money”
“So tonight I return, tomorrow morning yes I go to the village again mas”
“I will also have to bring Burhan mas clothes, wong in my village no heheheh” clothes
“Ya sir, uh tomorrow morning would you like me to transfer to the terminal?”
“Lho can mas, if not troublesome. uh tomorrow after the workers just come mas. around the clock delapanan course Burhan mas deliver me to terminal”
“Oh yes mas Burhan.. if from the terminal here.. does anyone want?”
“There sir.. surely they want to, as long as day do not night hehehe”
“Pak Agus plan how many days to, eeh do I pick up at the terminal only?”
“No need mas, I also do not know when I return, maybe can two or three daily”
*****
When I saw my watch, it was 24:00…
I did deliberately not sleep, fortunately Tina love sangu coffee item hehehe.
But tonight I feel like there's nothing here…
Most likely only tomorrow, because earlier maybe the person who came was checking the state or readiness of solar hehehe.
But cooking is that Burhan?
Tomorrow morning try not to see the ground in front of the house, there is usually a track of wheels.
*****
I woke up suddenly when I felt something was shaking my body..
Like it was purposely awakened..
I sat on the bed.
“I was dreaming or how ya”
“It looks real once it feels”
When I saw my watch it was now 05:00 in the morning…
I think someone deliberately woke me up to perform dawn prayers.
But it was just a dream…
The oil lamp of my room was still on, but the petromak lamp was dead.
“Alhamdulillah if there is one that reminds me to pray dawn”
“Thank you.. whoever you are”.
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Please forgive....
I tell you for tomorrow I can not update first, because there is a rice box order.maklum I only buibu who just want to find additional income from selling rice.
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