T O H's

Sawo Tree

This afternoon Jaka just returned from group work at his theme house in the next village. Coincidentally Jaka went alone not accompanied by the princess.

Today Putri is accompanying Umi in Pondok there is a haul event there as a result Jaka had to ride a motorcycle alone. Half a bit of daydreaming Jaka passed through an alley towards his house, until in front of an old building-style house suddenly Jaka's motor died by itself.

“Yeah why else this motor feeling yesterday I changed spark plugs and oil,” said Jaka ngedumel himself while looking at the spark plug of the motor maybe the bus died again.

“Still on this coke spark plug is also good why yes,” said Jaka astonished.

Brema... Brema... Ducklings...

The sound of Jaka motor when Jaka tried to restore his business was in vain only the motor never turned on, “Why so dizzy,” murmured in his heart.

“Cannot give up, bismillah..,” Jaka tried to revive the motor by interrupting the starter but not even turn on.

“Ahh... why do you want Magrib nih not funny where in front of the empty house again,” said Jaka.

It is true that Jaka's motorbike suddenly broke down in front of the old architectural style mansion but is already uninhabited.

Seen rayutan and shrubs creeping on the walls of the house there is also in the front yard growing sapodilla trees are very high, because it has been growing there for so long. The fence of the house also looks rusty and damaged here and there.

Rumors of the house often appear various sightings that come from inside the house or from sapodilla trees. Rarely dare to walk in front of the house at night. Until the culture created honking when crossing the front of the house said people let the ghost know if we pass.

“Call Sister Vivi Ahh to be picked up,” said Jaka

“Waduh Hp I'm casing at home earlier I don't bring basic apes,” grumbled Jaka.

The breeze slowly began to blow shaking the leaves of sapodilla trees.

As if forming the shadows of people dancing on the walls of the big house. Jaka who was a bit parno became a little frightened to see him.

“Ets... The ETS... Just a shadow of the leaves of the wind is not a demon,” Joko said while jokingly entertaining herself.

“Kok no one passed by a single ya deserted very?,” he said rather annoyed

“Agak goosebumps yes, haduh no do,” said Jaka waswas.

“Why Dek..?,” suddenly someone appears from behind when he checks the motor machine.

“Allahuakbar..!,” cried Jaka in shock.

“Eh.. Mr. Yono, so surprised, this is my motorcycle sir broke down,” said Jaka rather relieved it turns out who spoke from behind him Pak Yono someone whose house is not so far from the big house. Pak Yono is also a traveling fried rice trader who often sangal in front of Jaka's house so Jaka knows him very well.

But this time, Mr. Yono's gaze was very suspicious, his gaze was so cold and empty with a pale face, which Jaka usually met Pak Yono who was so carefree and full of laughter. This Pak Yono Yang was just silent as Jaka asked.

“This Pak motor I broke down when yesterday I changed the spark plug and oil, and,” said Jaka but instead of answering Pak Yono just sat open the spark plug of the motor Jaka fix it by blowing the spark plug and then put it back.

“Have been tried starter,” said Pak Yono Jaka also tried to retarter his motorbike.

Brem.. brem...

The sound of Jaka's motor is back on, though,

“Allhamdulillah, thank you Mr. Yono,” said Jaka but Pak Yono only silent with a pale face like a dead man.

“Pak Yono why does his face pale hurt yes.?.?,” asked Jaka again Pak Yono did not answer.

“Ran uh Pak Yono is not as usual,” Jaka said inwardly.

“Dik quickly go home this already want Magrib. It is not good to go through here when there are many demons wandering,” said Mr. Yono.

“He sir I went home first thank you sir?, Assalamualaikum,” said Jaka but Pak Yono just silently did not answer.

Without a second thought Jaka spurred his motorcycle away from the large house area with still astonished mixed with fear of Pak Yono's attitude that was so strange, “Ah bodo is very important that my motor can turn back on not until the azan magrib is still on the road,” said Jaka.

“Loh... Loh. he, this is Mr. Yono,” said Jaka who was surprised to see Pak Yono being held in front of his house.

“Who was.?,” said Jaka astonished.

“Heh.. Jaka came not saying your regards,” said Abah Wachid scolding Jaka.

“Oh he, sorry Abah, Assalamualaikum,” Jaka repeated saying hello while kissing the hands of Abah and Pak Yono.

“There is what Aden is like to wonder so look at me, just look at mediation,” said Pak Yono who saw Jaka rather sculpt so astonished.

“Hei.. Jaka why, you were playing if Abah told you not to come home late, this already want Magrib Lo,” said Abah.

“Eh anu Abah was at the end of Sono Street, precisely in a large empty house noh, which was in front of a sapodilla tree. Motor Jaka long strike no flame was there Pak Yono who helped Jaka become alive again, but kok Pak Yono here huh?,” said Jaka was still amazed.

“There is Den, the father here from baq’da Ashar just ask Abah Aden, mediate it Den that resembles me maybe so. There are often sightings of what else Aden will want Magrib to like many demons haunting,” said Pak Yono.

“Lagian your own fault anyway Jaka usually ask anter Putri, why did not ngajak Putri earlier?,” said Abah.

“Daughter is the same Umi help Abah in the cottage from morning,” said Jaka

“Oh he, Abah forgot, why not call Kak Vivi?,” asked Abah while glaring.

“Hp Jaka missed Abah,” replied Jaka.

“Well that, that, not old already senile you, already there go in already want Magrib change clothes quickly to Mushola, already, this also brings it into” Abah said as he held out a scraped plastic filled with packets of fried rice.

“Ia Abah..,” Jaka rushed down from the motor began to lead him, because passing in front of his Abah.

“Aden Jaka is very polite Lo Abah,” said Pak Yono.

“Oh should sir, it's for his own good,” Abah said.

“But what exactly did Aden say earlier?,” asked Pak Yono.

“My son never lied Sir and indeed from childhood I taught not to lie, so maybe what Jaka saw earlier was the incarnation of Satan,” said Abah.

“Untung Aden Jaka not why-why Lo Bah,” said Pak Yono.

“Allhamdulillah,” says Abah Wachid.

“Abah is also the head of RT here mbok yes proposed to be cut down only the Bah tree during the village meeting, so that events like Aden Jaka do not repeat. Besides also the danger if the rain mixed with the wind is afraid of falling into the road nimpa people passing by,” said Pak Yono.

“Ia, yes danger too, God willing we will musyawarkan in the hall RT,” said Abah.

“Then I ngider again Abah mari,” said Pak Yono.

“Mari Sir,”.

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