SAWMILL
88. OH IT TURNS OUT
But even though Tina and I were wrongly looking for a place to hide, at least I hope that I will find out who is now walking to where the two people are hiding the bike.
Using his flashlight, the two men tried to pull out his motor from behind the trees.
Several times I tried to observe the faces of the two men when their faces were exposed to the moonlight, but still I could not see the faces of the two of them.
The two men seemed to have managed to pull out their motorbike from behind the sidelines of the tree.
Now I can hear faintly, the sound of people trying to turn on the motor repeatedly using a kick starter.
But of course it will not be able to, even if by the way your pedotpun motor will not turn on.
“Mbak Tina, can Tina see the faces of those two people?”
“Ndak can mas, which looks like just a hat and their head is mas”
“ Eh Mas Agus.. what should we go there mas, we see who exactly they are mas”
“I really doubt ya mbak, it is better not to approach the two people first mbak, I feel they are both not good people”
“But do they not run and can turn on the motor mas?”
“Hehehe of course does not mbak, they will not be able to turn on the motor it”
“Yang Tina wonder that..why did they both come here by using a motor that the exhaust sound is noisy like that mas?”
“That's what I was thinking about mbak”
“I am also surprised.. if the intention is to observe our kayak why should pack a noisy motor”.
After a few times the sound of a faint Kick starter finally no more sound of kick stater.
The atmosphere became silent again, not sounding anything outside here..
“It looks like the two of them have left here mas, how, do we follow them mas?”
“But I'm curious about the one in Burhan's house?”
“Mas Agus...who in Burhan's house did not look dangerous, even earlier Tina had heard the sound of people laughing from inside the house was mas”
“So it's good we follow and see who is now guiding the motor mas”
Yes it is true said Tina, Burhan seemed to be joking with those in the house…
But my feeling is that the one inside the house is dangerous, not the one who is trying to keep the engine running.
“Come mas we approach them, mumpung they still turn on the motor engine again”
“Iya....”.
When Tina and I were about to walk towards the two people who were busy with the condition of the motorbike, suddenly the smell of the fragrant flowers appeared again, the smell of the fragrance of this flower was the same as the previous smell.
Suddenly from a distance there were two lights that swayed swaying towards here
“Mas.. try to see it” show Tina in the distance.
Right now our position is across the street from the saw house…
So if from the road makadam from the forest to go to the sawmill house must turn to the left, because if it is straight it will go to the river.
Well, my position and Tina's right across from the sawhouse.
While the two people who were guiding the motorbike seemed to have been on the macadam road leading to the village.
Because they were on the road leading to the village, as a result they could not see any lights from a distance.
But from our position, we could see a pair of swaying light lights swaying, as we were still in the trees across the house.
“Mas is like a car light.
“Iya mbak, but is the car and two people one plot?”
“We better stay here first while waiting for the next development mbak”
When we decided to stay hidden among the trees across the house…
Suddenly two people who were guiding the bike ran and hid not far from where we were.
“Mas... they are now beside us...” whispered Tina.
“Iya mbak.. we stay here only and do not move at all mbak”
“But Tina was curious, who exactly was there, and why they even hid here also”
“Sssstt..the car is getting closer mbak, we just stay here and do not move at all”
“Remember, they are bad people, and can be reckless if pressed mbak”
“So I think we better wait here mbak”
Tina and I decided to keep an eye out for what was going to happen here, let alone spot the lights of the car getting closer to the sawmill house.
The longer the sound of the car engine was getting closer and then the light turned to the left, leading to the sawmill house.
The car was getting closer, the sound of wheels clashing with hard ground and pebbles was heard to my ears.
A very bright light made its way in front of the house bright.
And finally the diesel-engined car passed in front of us…
“Lho why the car is not a pickup car mas?. it is a Travel mas” car
“Lho yes mbak, how strange, who wants to ride Travel here gini nights?”
Strange, why there is a car type station wagon L300 belongs to a travel to here, indeed someone was picked up in the sawmill house.
When it arrived in front of the sawmill house.The car honked its horn twice.
Not long after, the three people in the house came out.
One of the three was Burhan….
The driver got out of the car and was seen talking to three people in the yard.
Then one of the three men greeted Burhan and one of his friends. After that the person got into the car which turned out to be Travel.
“Hihihi.. we are cheating... it turns out that Travel is picking up hehehe” whispered Tina.
“T...but if there is a Travel car that wants to go into this forest mbak, do not-don't the driver is Burhan's friend mbak hehe”
“Yo embuh mas..dah we just wait here first mas”.
“Tina was curious who went on that Travel ride, and who Burhan's friend was mas”
“He..remember mbak, in addition to the one in front of the saw house, next to us there are also two people who are also stalking our kayak mbak
The car that turns out to be a Travel that has the prefix number ‘L’ it headed towards the forest again.
Two people, one of whom was Burhan, finally entered the house.
“Now we focus on two people who are observing this sawing house mas”
“Tina is sure they will soon be out and heading to where their motor is hidden”
The Travel car had already departed and headed out of the forest, the situation became dark and silent again.
After waiting for a long time, finally the two people who had been hiding in the tree ranks not far from where we came out…
The two men walked towards the front of the fence…
When one of the men turned to look at me and Tina, and it was fitting with the light of the moon that lit up his face a little….
“Mas... that's Yetno!” whispered Tina