SAWMILL
92. NAH….
“Let's go from here mas, the situation is safe...”.
“Just can go from here alone it feels happy mas”
“Iya...”.
“But briefly mbak”
Before Tina and I leave this place, I need to make sure everything is safe.
I have to make sure no one else is left except the body that fell because it was hit.
But did the body that had fallen because of the blow or hit not wake up again, is this a trap to find out who came here?
Ah.. It's just my detective-detective pretentious mind, I'm sure the body that was hit must be in a fainting state.
“Eh Mas, but shouldn't we wait for the one that fell?”
“Why mbak, mbak Tina suspected what?”
“Tina kok ndak hear moans at all, or the sound of people changing his position”
“Tina suspects the same one there was mas”
“Iya mbak Tina I really also feel something strange with the person who fell it, should when he felt pain there must be a moaning sound, or the sound of him flipping his body”
“But if as he fainted how mas, do people faint or die there are moans or sounds that are moving or turning his body?”
“At least when hit it there is a sound complain mbak, not just silence right...really mbak Tina, this is a bit suspicious mbak”.
“We better wait a few minutes first mas, problems sir Wito and Yetno let it go first, Tina felt something was wrong here”
“Sik brags to Tina, are you sure that there is Burhan? not Yetno, or Mr Wito or not Mamad?”
“Ndak know mas, anyway something is wrong there mas”
Finally Tina and I decided to stay here for a while, because we both felt that something was wrong with the person who had been hit.
Five. ten minutes, no change at the back of the house…
When we felt there was no change and we decided to come back because the day was past midnight and it would be early in the morning.
“Mas, there is no movement at all in the back of this house, let's go there mas, Tina will bring a flashlight”
“Iya mbak Tina, I think the situation is safe from the three people who had left here, we can see what happened there mbak”
After I was sure that things were safe, I decided to head to the place where Tina and I heard the sound of a blow and the sound of something falling.
Tina's flashlight was in my hand, but until now I had not dared to turn on this flashlight.
I still doubt if anyone sees the flashlight that I will turn on.
“Mas Flashlight is not turned on?”
“Don't mbak, I doubt.fear there are people there who are aware or indeed in a state of consciousness” whispered to Tina.
“Means in that conscious state how is mas?”
“We don't know in what state mbak..”
“Fear we are in their game, so what I fear is that when we are in a trap that is not meant for both of us”
“What we must remember is that Burhan and Yetno were not friends, and were denouncing each other”
“There were two groups of mbak..group Wito Yetno and Burhan Mamad”.
“Iya true mas”
“Dan Suddenly appeared Mamad and Mr. Wandi on the motorbike, but then Pak Wandi went on a trip somewhere he went”
“Then suddenly most likely it was Mamad and Burhan who were heading to the back of home”
“Ndak know to do what, anyway there was a sound of a blow and then there are people who run to the front of home”
“Dan very strange here earlier is Mamad and Pak Wandi who rode the motor earlier mbak..”.
“Lha now the person who had run it did not know where to go, then the motor that was in the sawmill house how”
“I mean, the main accused here is Mamad Mbak, when Mamad stopped somewhere, then the motorbike on this home page how?”
“Well here is already a lot of odd mbak, so it's good that people left behind it should we be aware also mbak”
After I thought about the cooking time, I decided to wait until there was movement from one person in the back of this house.
We were still ducking among the bushes beside my room.
Not long after, I heard footsteps from the front of the house to the side of the house, leading to where Tina and I were hiding.
“Mas, someone is walking here” whispered Tina
“Iya.. sssstt. somewhat ducking again mbak”.
The sound of footsteps walking slowly towards the back of the house was heavy and very slow.
the footsteps went to the back of the house, where someone had been knocked down.
The sound of footsteps continued towards the back of the house, until somewhere, the footsteps stopped.
“How” says a voice by whispering
“They both have escaped” replied the other in a whisper as well
“Let's unload now, Mr. Wandi will come one more hour” said the voice of the first person
Not long after I heard like the sound of something being opened, then closed again.
“Mas..that does Mamad and Burhan sound?”
“Iya mbak, it is indeed the voice of Mamad and Burhan, but what charade did they do earlier, and what purpose?”
Tina did not answer my question, because not long after I heard the sound of a kind of small diesel engine running.
Then there was the sound of heavy metal trying to be moved, and all of that was inside the back of the sawhouse.
Precisely in the manufacture of pallets, where usually pak Solikin assemble pallets consisting of several sheets of wood nailed.
“Mas, it is clear what they do mas. mumpung state is safe, it's good we go from here only mas”
“Tina ndak want to be here if soon many people here who will take the solar they stole it mas”
“Iya really mbak, let's go from here, mumpung they are still busy”
I have to check things out here first, not until when Tina and I are walking towards the front of the house suddenly something comes up again.
After all I thought it was safe, I took Tina to walk slowly to the trees in front of the sawmill.
We walked very carefully and very slowly, so as not to make any noise at all.
“Mas... the smell of this flower appears again.the distinctive fragrant smell”.
“Iya mbak, and it seems that between the smell of this flower and what is done by the people here it is very much related”