A Million Stories

I wait at the door of the Hereafter part 2 (Hororary Story)

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At that time, the bottom of the waterfall was so crowded with visitors. Some of the children were carefree playing in the clear water, while the parents in the back were watching. A number of young people were engrossed in capturing photos, some others were sitting soaking their feet. Although such a powerful pot of water could instantly wet their clothes, no one cared. They are so amazed to enjoy the natural atmosphere that is still very beautiful. The sound of birds chirping sounded earthy, while in the sky a Javanese eagle was flying around in circles.

Dewi who just arrived, looked at the best waterfall in Banyumas Regency with a face of sumringah. The nuances of nature that are still very natural make the virgin quickly take a camera that has since only been wrapped around his neck.

After photographing the waterfall from various angles, now Dewi intends to take pictures of the visitors around the waterfall. One time the Goddess pointed the camera in the direction where a young man dressed in all white stood staring curugly. The camera was attached to his right eye to shoot. Jesus, the picture that was about to be snapped was suddenly blurry! The goddess looked at her camera. He tried to point the camera lens again to the same angle, capturing the in-camera lens again blurry. Now that the Goddess is pointed at another angle, the camera is back to normal. Once again the Goddess pointed the camera towards the direction where the young man was standing. Strange, the catch that the lens received was again blurry. Very unclear!

The goddess looked at the figure of the young man standing silently looking curug with a heart wondering: Who is this young man dressed in white? Face pale.

When the Goddess was astonished so suddenly the young man looked and looked at the girl as if he knew she was being noticed. Two eyes clashed with each other. There was a strange glint in the young man's eyes, making the Goddess' chest thump.

At first glance, the young man was indeed impressed coldly. Highlight his eyes that had been fixed to the waterfall as if storing a pent-up wound. His face revealed something great had befallen his life in the past. White clothes that Goddess saw in the form of a white Hoodie jacket and white shorts.

Either because it was interrupted by the Goddess or what the young man was stepping up along the steps. Goddess followed. The young man walked towards another waterfall but still in the area of Curug Cipendok. Curug is smaller not too high and quieter not a single visitor.

The young man in a white jacket sat hoeing on the rock facing the small waterfall. The newly arrived goddess looked on for a moment while panting, then stepped down the narrow path towards where the young man was sitting.

“You followed me?” asked the young man a pale face without turning away.

The goddess who stood six steps behind the young man opened her mouth. “Em yes, I mean..”.

“Why are you following me?” cut youth. His voice was smooth flat and still felt cold.

“Begini, my camera was suddenly blurry when I was aiming at you and some people around you earlier.”

The young man stood up slowly, turning his body towards the Goddess. Facing so that the Goddess can see the whole face of the young man. Although pale, it does not hide the good looks he has. His skin was smooth white, his eyes were sharp thick-browed. A moment later, the Goddess was stunned to see the young man's face.

“You know, your question should be directed at an electronic smith?”

It turned out that the young man could also joke, but still with a flat mimic.

The goddess laughed. The joke of the young man made the perception of the cold young man in the eyes of the Goddess slowly decayed to change with liking. “You are funny too..” said Dewi.

The young man turned his back and looked back at the small waterfall. Holy hooch! The new goddess was born, the white-and-white clothes worn by the young man were still dry not exposed to water when he was at Curug Cipendok earlier. Though the young man was first in the waterfall before his presence. At least in some parts of his white jacket there is a wet. Very different from the shirt worn by Dewi, both the base of his arms were wet with the waterfall earlier. Here the Goddess sees the second oddity.

“This guy is weird.” The goddess said in her heart.

After the chilling, the girl reopened her voice. “See your jacket is dry, and you know my clothes are wet with such a strong splash of water in the waterfall.

The young man was indifferent to the Goddess' question. He switched the conversation, still with his back. “Goddess..”.

The goddess was shocked. How could the young man he had just met know his name.

“...Fourth semester students of the famous University in the city of Purwokerto. who on the advice of his friends finally fastest vacation to a waterfall.” The young man said as if reading a magical writing among the falling waterfall. Then he continued the last words with a trembling voice. “Yakni waterfall witness catastrophe..”.

The goddess frowned at those last words. A moment later, the girl praised. “You're great! Know all my history..”.

The young man turned his back and smiled at the goddess. A sincere smile made his face even more handsome. The goddess now silently admired her good looks.

The young man stepped closer to the Goddess. He had just stopped when his distance with the Goddess was only two jengkal. The Goddess's legs as if glued could not retreat seeing the arrival of the youth. This girl was like she had been knocked down, she could only silently stare. Facing so close makes the heart of the Goddess beat faster.

The young man held out his hand to spread the water droplets on the chest of the Goddess's shirt. “You said your clothes were wet splashed with water, but not with your face, I saw your face as clear as the waterfall.” said the young man with an alluring smile on his mouth.

The feeling of the Goddess was mixed hearing the words of the young man who seemed to come out from the bottom of his heart.

“Si... Who are you?” tanya Goddess was a bit nervous.

“Sorry, now I have to go.” The young man then stepped up.

“Wait…! Tell me your name first!” sergeant Dewi.

The young man turned and said softly. “Instead.”

“Instead.” Repeating Goddess. This girl ran towards a curve covered in thickets where the young man named Diangga had flashed. But what is found is a dead end covered with very lush shrub trees.

That night, on the bed of an inn that is available around the tourist Curug Dewi lay unable to sleep. Several times the girl changed position still can not squint eyes. The mind of the Goddess was always on Diangga, the young man she had just met. Recollects when he and Dianga faced each other so closely. The feeling of confusion reappeared. Still ringing in the ears of the Goddess Diangga words that make the Goddess a million flavors. “You said your clothes splashed with water, but not your face. I see your face as clear as the waterfall..” Goddess smiled. The expression of Diangga's sincere face when he said that.

Towards midnight, the new Goddess was able to close her eyes all of a sudden just awakened by the noise outside the inn. The goddess who mafhumed the road in front of the inn was being repaired, pulled back the blanket and squinted her eyes. But his ears heard the screeches and hysterics of people calling the name of God. The goddess flinched, rose to rubbing eyes and headed out towards the front road of the inn.

At first glance, the virgin saw a person with a head full of blood carried by four road repair workers before finally being put in the car, the car then drove. For a moment the Goddess thought there had been an accident, but after she asked one of the connected coolies, the girl's eyes widened. The porters said that Dirno, KAUR in the Karang Tengah village development field who was monitoring the road improvement project, was found lying on his back with his head on the side of the road not far from the project site. Santo, one of the KPH main manager of Curug Tourism object who last chatted with Dirno said that when chatting, suddenly Dirno bampit want to peg, and then he would defecate, and then he threw himself behind a pine tree.

“After that I no longer pay attention.” Saying the Saint to everyone.

The goddess asked the lady again. “What happened after that?”

“We are busy working neng, know-know sound thumping sound. After we approached we found out it was Mr. Dirno, his head in front of the skull, the back was crushed. It appears that Mr. Dirno's body was accidentally thrown from a pine tree.” Explain the coolie.

Dewi was horrified, only this time he found a strange and terrible murder so much.

The road repairs that were done day and night to speed up the time were finally stopped. Actually, the infrastructure repair was aimed at the comfort of the visitors.

Everyone was in a heavy shock. Who or what exactly made Dirno die? Workers suspected Dirno was killed by a wild animal or a kind of tiger, but his friend denied, the tiger is only occasionally seen in the stolen area is not possible at night to roam far away. Another coolie assumed that Dirno died strangled by the ghost of a pine forest dweller along the roadside, because it was seen from the frightened corpse's face and bulging eyes.

“Maybe, pissing Dirno carelessly makes the ruler of the forest around here wrath.” The friend beside him agreed.

That last hypothesis made each man's Roman feather stand. Their nape is just as cold. A wry taste was swaying their chests. Dewi decided to return to the inn after the workers agreed to go home at that time.

Finally the virgin could squint her eyes at the remains of the end of the night.

The next day, the sun rose. The morning was quiet, unlike the usual complex, the tourist complex was cheerfully entertained by the sound of rare birds chirping. Probably because of the misterus murder tragedy last night. Some visitors choose to go home earlier than the vacation schedule they actually plan for several days.

The Goddess walked towards Curug Cipendok. Mendoan Mbok Sarni who yesterday he stopped seemed empty. Some stalls next to the Mbok Sarni stalls that Dewi passed by were not many people. As usual, Dewi walked down the steps of the rocks down until finally saw the bottom of the waterfall. Only a few teenagers were pictured below. Unseen someone he expected to stand staring curugly like yesterday. The stone floor steps were empty. The goddess sat folding her knees on the stone where Diangga stood staring curug the other day.

The goddess felt something she had never felt before. A feeling of longing that so poked his heart. A young man he had only known yesterday made him sleepless. This morning the longing brought him back to the waterfall. His initial intention to just take a vacation evaporated already. In this curug tour he met something he had never met before, a love that grew from the first look in the eye. On campus, many capable and smart men put their hearts on her, but none of the Goddess ignored, none of them put an impression on her heart. Another with Diangga, a young man who desperately wanted the Goddess to meet at this moment.

“Inangga..” whispered the deepest heart of the Goddess. “Where are you at the moment? Where can I see you again? Ah..” The goddess rubbed her face. “A woman should not miss a man like this.”

After sitting pensive for a long time and not finding the young man who missed him, Dewi remembered a small waterfall not far from this waterfall. With a passionate longing he went there.

Arriving at the small waterfall, Dewi again found all the emptiness, but his memory at the first meeting the other day slightly comforted the Goddess. The steps of the Goddess slowly down the narrow path until it reached the right place where she was swallowed by the young man. On the back of his eyes rolled back the scene where Diangga approached him slowly, scattering the water on his shirt, uttering a beautiful verse that darted through his heart, a smile… the most beautiful smile he had ever seen from a man, spread within his body, loosening his blood streams, treating the longing lump hanging from his chest. The goddess was so moved.

“Where should I look for you Buffeted.. Did you know there, I'm here to meet.... oh my God, this is called tethered romance...?” The word Goddess melirih. The goddess kissed his shirt on the chest of the former hands of the young man. It smelled so sweet on his small nose.

I don't think the sun has shaken far from its highest point. Before Dewi returned to the inn, he stopped by Mbok Sarni's stall. In the stall so quiet that the Goddess sat down to take a sip of sweet iced tea. His gaze daydreamed out of the stall, his face like a middle man of the kasmaran but covered in a mist of disappointment. Mbok Sarni, the owner of the stall who now began to pack the glasses of former visitors and was about to close the stall looking at the Goddess for a moment.

“Againneng neng?” tanyakanya.

The goddess flinched from her daydream. “No Mbok Sarni.” replied Dewi briefly.

“Nothing neng, but quickly finish your drink and pay. Warung wants to close early, visitors are very quiet. Do you know what happened to the dead last night? I don't want anything to happen in this food source.”.

“It is known the killer Mbok Sarni?” asked the Goddess indifferently.

Mbok Sarni shook his head but then said: “Ah fate.. This holiday season should be crowded visitors and my trade is selling, but in fact there are only obstacles, many tourists returned home this morning, not to mention the sun appeared, they have turned on the motorbike and car while packing items from the inn.”.

Dewi is concerned with Mbok Sarni. This girl immediately finished her drink and paid but before leaving she asked. “Mbok, did Mbok Sarni see a white-jacketed visitor stop by here?”

The one asked replied while taking the money of the dara payment. “Emang whose name is neng?” “Instead.” Answer Goddess.

Mbok Sarni seemed to remember something, then said: “As ever heard the name... ah I don't know neng, no one in a white jacket came here!” “Ya already Mbok, thanks.” The goddess took a breath, then went back to the inn.

When wiping the table of the former Goddess, Mbok Sarni's body suddenly seemed to be jerked something. “Inangga..” hisses as if remembering something. He ran to the doorway and shouted “Neng... the person to ask...!!!” The goddess is invisible.

He came back in and said alone. “Inangga, as far as I am concerned.” his words broke, his facial water changed, as the demon-pursued shop owner rushed to close the stall as fast as lightning!

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