SAWMILL
09.WHOISIT?
The state of this pitch-black forest had made the mind float and imagine the strange and terrible, until then suddenly I was surprised by the shadow that was in front.
There was no breeze, no sound of night beasts, no sound except the shadow of an archway right about five meters in front of me.
The shadow of an archway that may be black, the archway may be about two meters high, a multi-storey model archway similar to the gate that usually exists in remote areas.
“Am I lost, why is it that is in front of me is not like the time to leave earlier?”
“No may get lost, wong path is just that is all right, but why in front of it there is a gate, earlier time leaving there is no gate here, is it better to go back to the village alone?” muttered
“Obviously it is impossible to return to the village, this will be half the journey, it could be if I return to the village even not karu-karuan kesasar”
Slowly the smell of fragrant land appeared again, but now the smell of fragrance is sharper, the smell of fragrance is very distinctive, this fragrance comes from frangipani flowers….
This fragrant smell is getting sharper piercing the sense of smell…
Perhaps in front of it is a cemetery that does not look like what Samsol said, because the smell of Cambodia is identical to the smell of the grave if in the area of Java island.
When I had to decide to continue or return to the village, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, not just one or two people, but many footsteps leading here.
The sound of footsteps from behind, my reflexes turned back to see who was walking in this direction.
There was a torch flame from a distance, and most likely it was the residents here who were walking in this direction, but strangely all that was seen was the flame of the torch alone, while the humans were not visible at all.
Gradually I heard a voice like a person who was muttering, many people who were mumbling or were humming a song or reciting a mantra, the sound was a lot .
“Yes Allah is who they are, why what appears from a distance is only the flame of a torch, while underneath there is nothing at all, who they are!”
I was trying to push this old motorbike towards the thicket that was next to the strange archway.
I couldn't move, I just stayed in the thickets that were here, the sound of footsteps getting closer to my position, getting closer and closer.
“No footstep sound, no torch flame, no human voice that sort of mutters or recites something”
The footsteps and flame of the torch were gone, I was now around a mahogany tree that grew tall. The gate in front of me was no longer visible.
“Yes Allah what I saw earlier”
I tried again to start the engine that broke down. After a few times I tried to kick this old motor starter, suddenly the motor engine turned back on.
This old motorbike engine roared as if he had experienced a long sleep, this not-so-bright motor light finally went on in front of me where only trees and shrubs were exposed to the light of motor lights.
“New lifetime this time I saw with my own eyes something unreasonable, something very scary but luckily I did not faint”
Carefully move the old bike to the actual track, it runs very slowly like a baby just learning to crawl.
the not-so-bright motor lights illuminated every corner in front of me, but perhaps only a range of five to six meters, but it did not discourage me to continue my journey home in the middle of the forest.
Just a few meters away I suddenly heard a screaming sound from a distance, but the sound was disguised by the sound of a fairly loud motor due to the exhaust of the motor that was not in a decent state.
“Juangkreeek!.masio motor sound is in a state of nonsense but I can still distinguish the sound of human or animal screams!"
The scream was distant but loud, but I didn't know it was a male or female voice.
“Jangkreeek!, are the temptations of this journey not finished, God, do I have to be seen or heard something that is not supposed to be?”
I tried to balance the steering of the motor that swayed because it had to pass through sharp holes and rocks, now it must focus on the road that many holes and sharp rocks.
"Ah... maybe it's just a hallucination, because maybe I'm in a state of fear, so my mind is getting nervous"
Or maybe it's just this motor sound that becomes strange because the brain is already controlled by fear?
“No... it is not the voice of c*k motor!….I'm not a moron!., I can distinguish between the sound of screaming, the sound of animals, and the sound of a motor. Obviously the voice of the shout that was not the same as the sound of this burik” motor
The fear became more and more so after I put that strange scream in my mind.
This motorbike driven fortunately did not cause any more problems until I finally reached the sawmill house. This house looks dark when not exposed to motor light.
I opened the fence of the house, and then I led the motor inside, it turned out that it was very dark because there was no petromak light visible from the window glass.
I saw my watch, it turns out that now it is 22:30, just pantes petromak lights are dead, whether the petromak lights can only last for about five hours?
Right after I parked the motorbike near the long bench, I slowly heard a soft sighing sound, and the sighing sound came from the side of the house.
“Yes Allah, what else am I dealing with, why from now on is not finished also yes Allah..”.
I say a word in a loud voice to be heard to anyone who hears it, also to those who are sounding like the sound of******* that!
Suddenly the voice disappeared, the sound of the sighing suddenly disappeared, which there was only the sound of crickets and other night animals that felt at ease until morning.
I'm so tired, I'm so tired that I won't care what's going to tempt me after this, so I'd better get inside.
I pressed the door opening lever that turned out to be unlocked, I thought if it was locked, I could go to the side of the house to bang on Mamad's window, it turned out that the door lever was not locked.