The World's Different Lover
Traveling in the Village of the Past (1)
Throughout his life, Bayu never rode a horse. Then how could he ride a horse without training like now? Moreover, the strangeness that will be experienced after this? It is possible that he also has a magical power that he himself does not know. I don't know. Kayu just enjoyed this new fun experience.
Bayu entered the coffee garden that grew very fertile among the forest trees left as a patron. Coffee is fruiting, there is a green color and also a mature red color ready for harvest. The fruits huddle in the branches. Fragrant coffee burst into his nose, the sounds of beetles rumbling in his ears so clearly.
But his sensitive ears not only listen to the sound of beetles. A flash of shadow about the battle in this place, whether it was in what year was recorded clearly in his head. Certainly not a time ago, for there is no sign of life. This place is still a very quiet and gripping wilderness. Perhaps in the age to come, when the invaders began to invade this country.
The sound of a bang, the explosion of bullets that hit the ground was mutual. The eruption of the weapon exploded like a trailer firecracker that can be ignited by children in the month of Ramadan, sayup-sayup heard. Even the victims fell, screams of pain echoed, blood flowed and flesh was torn, mapped faintly in its shadow to give rise to the smell of carnation, to the extent that Bayu is not strong until forced to go down to cover his nose.
Thirsty, Bayu paused for a moment, his eyes staring around. Sit under the coffee tree and enjoy the drinks it brings from home. Oh yes, Bayu just realized. There's no sunlight here. From the morning he came, the world only looked bright, but the sun was not in the sky there. Strange world, he thought.
But just a few minutes he sat down, Bayu heard a loud roar from his left. Instantly he jumped when he realized what was nearby was now the most ferocious of fanged creatures, an old tiger with a gaping mouth.
Bayu immediately stepped back while thinking about what he would do next. His eyes could not move away from the beast. Fearing such a tiger immediately attacked suddenly. His knees were shaking, his heart was racing three times faster. The horse neighs making Bayu flinch. Maybe the animal was also afraid of a beast this scary. Suddenly it came to his mind, he was once taught by his silat teacher; about how to repel such a tangible animal. Because it looks like it's not a real animal.
“Alright, I let you stab me. But on one condition, eat me until I run out, until there is not a drop of blood left,” said Bayu let out a firm voice. Even though we must desperately endure fear. Because the animal has not yet retreated, Bayu added, “If you can do it, then do it!”
But then, the animal stopped in place without wanting to approach him again. Bayu sighed in the air, he felt somewhat relieved. A few moments later, the animal went into the bush. Not getting in there, rather—disappeared. That is how it happened until Bayu finally said the word hamdalah.
“Alhamdulillah ..” he said relieved. Apart from death. He could not imagine dying alone in this place. It cannot be buried like any other human being. What a ridiculous death.
Although it was very tired, Bayu continued the journey. But this time more alert to avoid such an incident. Namely, do not look back until he was in the next village. Apparently it was his abstinence in this forest because there were monstrous beasts. Mayu thinks it's just a myth. Actually—ia is a little confused. Is the myth reliable or not? Ah dizzying!
