SAWMILL

SAWMILL
86. WHO THEY ARE


“Obviously no one is hiding here mas, here the smell of carcasses!. Let's look elsewhere only!”


“For a while sir, I'm sure they are here. I was clear to see the taillights and headlights of their motor pak”.


Damn it. These two are who yes, but from his voice I once knew, it's just that unfortunately they talk while whispering…


Try if they don't whisper, maybe I know whose voice it is.


I saw Tina bowing her head between her thighs, she didn't dare to move at all, I knew she was terrified.


“Pak, I will see behind the bush, who knows they are both there pak”


“Already... no need mas, I'm sure no one can stand this stench!”


“And I'm sure mas, this stench is not from a real creature, I'm sure this smell is from an invisible creature!”


“Have not disturbed the supernatural here, I'm sure what you see is just an illusion, because my eyes see nothing here”


“Better we quickly go from here only mas”


“Yes already sir, I also can not stand the smell of rotten carrion, the closer to the bush the smell is getting sharper.


“Eh what may be checked by the bush there is a corpse huh sir?”


“Already mas, do not have to say if...we have to quickly go from here!”


“We do not have to take care of strange things like this.Remember us in the forest, so things like this we will certainly often meet!”


Unfortunately, the two of them kept talking in a whisper, so I was not clear who they were. Even though their distance from me and Tina was only limited by the bush.


Finally it was not long before the noise of the motorbike rang again, they left the two of us still curled up in the thickets.


“Mbak Tina, they're gone..”.


“Mbak Tina... let's follow them now”.


“S..After mas, Tina's leg cramp this mas”


“From that squat, earlier Tina did not dare to move at all, as a result of Tina's leg cramps.


“Which cramp, here does not massage slowly here...”.


“That cramp is now moving on dahdah Tina mas, please massage dahdah Tina mas hihi”


Tina pulled her leg and then puffed her unnaturally sized forehead in front of my face.


“Ah fucking mbak Tina this..ngerjain me ya”.


“Gak mas, indeed Tina's leg was cramping, but now it's meningan hehe”


“Let's walk again mas, but how...we walk or ride the good motor mas?”.


“Actually faster ride motor mbak, it's just that the engine motor mbak Tina will sound those who are there it”


“Distance from here to the house is about still far away what is not mas?”


“Still quite mbak, it's just that if we move fast it will likely not be long anyway, because I am sure their motor will run-slow in front there.”.


“Because in front of me the road is getting damaged mbak”


“Ya we have just walked mas, but what about the motor Tina mas?”


“I think your bike there will be safe mbak, no one will know that there is motor”


The fragrant smell of the flowers suddenly appeared again, now I am increasingly unafraid of this smell…


I believe the fragrant smell of this flower came from the supernatural creature that had helped us both earlier.


“Mas its fragrant smell appears again.”


“but this fragrant smell now it even makes Tina feel calm mas, Tina already does not feel afraid like earlier”


“Iya mbak Tina, the fragrant smell of this flower may have helped us both earlier mbak”


“Ya already, then we walk now mbak, we walk a bit fast just”


“Oh yes to? yes wis, let's just take the flashlight first mbak”


We walked a little fast on a rocky road…


The sound of the motor exhaust was heard again from the position of the two of us who walked faster…


In the distance I could see the red light of the noisy motor's taillight.


Highlight the headlights of the motorbike swayed left and right wildly, as it was most likely that the one driving it was trying to avoid the huge boulders and the many holes ahead there.


“That's right, the motor runs very slowly right, because there are many big stones and holes, it's a pity if the motorbike package mbak Tina if we ride the motor to sana”


“Iya mas, really too, fortunately Tina motor we do not bring there ya mas”


The distance between the two of us with the bike in front is probably only a few dozen meters.


Because the motor is now running slowly to avoid sharp rock.


Tina and I were getting closer to the bike in front of me, but until now I could not see anyone on the saddle.


“Mas... Tina felt one of the people on the bike was Pak Wandi deh mas”


“How can you think like that?”


“Because there was a called ‘pak’ and also there was a called ‘mas’”


“So the piggyback is still young and the piggy banked it is old mas”


“Wah unreasonable guess blas mbak hehehe”


Several times the bike had difficulty in maneuvering on bad roads, unlike last night when I experienced the same incident.


Or because now the motor is used together….


But if I knew that yesterday it was a piggy bank or alone, I would not see the bike at all.


“Mas we stop here first, Tina think we are too close to the motor that is having trouble avoiding rocks and holes it”


“Iya mbak, after all we think how far we have with the house deh, try to see there it is a petromak light from the front window of rumah”


“Mana mas..?”


“Try to see the left direction mbak, The road in front of it will turn to the left”


“Oh yes mas, but it is still far away, how if we cut the road through the mas forest, it is faster to get there”


“Hehehe do not mbak, there are many dry leaves on the moist soil, we know under the leaves there are animals melata”


When Tina and I decided to stop following the motor in front, suddenly the smell of flowers appeared again.


Even the fragrant smell of the flower sometimes alternates the fragrance, sometimes the smell of frangipani flowers, and sometimes the smell of a strange fragrance.


“Mas.. The smell of this flower fragrance appears again, but the smell of this fragrance is different huh mas?”


“Iya mbak Tina. ndak papalah as long as it does not disturb us, even something that was helping us also mbak”.


“Let's walk again mas, like the motorbike has started to normal again the way, there is the way has not been damaged mas?”


“Iya mbak Tina, the road there is solid land”


We were walking a little faster than before, because I saw the bike start running again normally to the sawing house that could not be said to be near the distance.


But something is strange…


Before reaching the front of the house, probably about a few dozen meters from the sawhouse, the motorbike stopped.


Then the motor was turned off!


After about a minute the engine was off, in complete darkness one of them turned on the flashlight.


“Mas... those two people are now on foot, What exactly do they want it to be..”.


“If they're Burhan's friends, why does his behavior seem suspicious?”