Pocong Around
Rubber garden

Dhuhur time is over, I and Azzam have been doing prayers , Azzam praying in the living room with Dika, while I am in the room.

After saying goodbye to my grandmother and Azzam also went to the rubber garden, I don't know where aunt, because after I finished praying I did not meet her.

"yuk ride his "call after he was on his motor matic, I just found out that he came with a motorbike

"you ...have you been able to ride the bike?" ask me for doubt

"can I, if there is no way I might come here with a motorbike "his answer

"ayo.believe me I can bring the bike properly "his words are like understanding with my doubts.

"i.iya.ilah "i was also very forced to go up on his motorbike, I sat with a little distance, so as not to hit the back of his body.

"far very sitting La, will be heavy to the back of his motorbike" said Azzam

"where there is, it's been a road of fear to hunt in the afternoon" said I don't want to respond to his speech

"hahaha..well "

Slowly Azzam began to stater his motorbike, not long after his motorbike drove away from the yard of the house

Along the way I was silent, I was too focused on the road we were walking. A few moments later Azzam stopped his motorbike.

"here is it ?" ask me

"yes, come down , we can't bring the bike into "his words

"how's the bike ?" ask me because this place is quite quiet, there is only a building that may be a former shop or workshop, because the front there are many old tires stacked irregularly

"it's easy, while I keep my bike there first" he said referring to the former building

"is it safe ?" ask me

"insyaallah is safe "his sahut, then walk lead his motor matic towards the building

I waited while watching what he was doing 'apparently Azzam covered his bike with tarpaulins that had been perforated in some parts , then covered with old tires, after which he approached me.

"nah already settled, we walk "take her then

"ok "

We also walked down the muddy path because there was a leaky plumbing to wet the dirt road that I poked.

"have you been here before?" ask me on the sidelines of our trip

"ever, then know his "answer, he walked in front of me

"wrong ?" ask me kepo

"when my late grandfather was still there, I often came here, accompanied by my grandfather who was taking rubber sap" he replied

"oh.." I said

"this is her rubber garden, how does it look like in your dreams?" azzam asked, looking at me, I frowned, and looking around a fairly wide rubber garden, all the trees looked the same and grew in rows and neatly arranged

I tried to equate with what was in my dream , in my dream it was night , so I had a little trouble imagining the similarities.

"how ?" asked Azzam who was steering me to raise my palm towards her, so she wouldn't say much

I felt a cool breeze coming down my face, I closed my eyes feeling a gust of wind that felt very different from the gust of wind at its base.

"La...."

"be quiet" I said, still closing my eyes

No matter what happened, I suddenly felt my body move by itself, my feet slowly following the direction of the wind that hit me.

"La.." I heard Azzam's voice calling me again, but I was concentrating and ignored him

I don't know how long I've been walking, I suddenly flinched as I felt a pull on my arm. I opened my eyes and was shocked when I was no longer in the rubber garden.

"La...kamu do not want to deh , preferably we go back, it seems like the rain is dark, we have also walked away from the rubber garden "excited Azzam resuscitated me

"let's go home" cried Azzam again

"wait for my "attack and then look around, then my eyes stop at a mound of land that appears to be covered with various types of grass, I was silent for a while , I gasped when suddenly someone came and rebuked me

"hey, what are you doing in the woods ?" Azzam and I turned to the origin of the voice

"hm.sorry we lost "said Azzam lying.

"oh so, yes, let's go with the father, will the father show his way home" said the thin mustachioed fathers who have whitened the same with his hair that is also whitened due to age factor

I sighed softly

"and yet another little "my inner

Inevitably me and Azzam must also leave this place ,but I try to remember the road we passed by marking it using a crayon red color that I deliberately prepared so that later not to get lost ,unbeknownst to the father or Azzam I crossed every tree we passed.

"what are you doing to get lost ?" asked the father to make me quickly hide my crayon

"i just pointed a rubber garden at my friend this sir, but did not know we even walked too far and instead got lost" Azzam lied again

"what's going to do in the rubber garden ?" ask the father again while looking at us and then he looked back to the front and continued his path

"school duty sir "sahut Azzam again

"school assignment ?" ask the father to look at us again

"i.iya sir " said I was a little nervous

"oh.ya next time you have to be careful, do not walk too far from the area of the rubber garden, not afraid of it as rough as before, lucky father saw you ,if it is not possible you will not be able to easily get out of the forest, because however the forest is quite haunted " said the father while continuing to walk, I and Azzam exchanged lyrics

"angker how do you mean ?" I began to wonder

"yes ...angker only, but before-before the usual course ,cuman lately the forest area so it feels haunted" said the father again

"does anyone ever see anything there, ghost sightings for example?" ask me again

"yes, there were people who were looking for firewood twice, they saw the appearance of a long-haired woman, so they ended up in shock and fell ill because they saw her sighting" said the father

"if anyone's ever seen a pocong ?" ask me suddenly

"yes, not only the female figure that is often seen, but there has been a pocong that has seen, but Alhamdulillah I have never seen her, and do not let me see her.... pait-pait ..." The father looked shuddering

It did not feel like we had arrived at the rubber garden.

"thank you sir for driving us back to the rubber garden, from here we remember the way home" said Azzam who communicated with the father more than I did

"so it's okay if you only drive here, so it happens that you can't get out of this rubber garden" said the father

"oh yes, sir, once again thank you "said Azzam again

"alright sir then we both say goodbye, assalamualaikum "Azzam says hello

"yes, hail waalaikum, be careful not to go further "

We also want not to have to go home without getting anything, but when I look behind the father was no longer there.

"Zam, where was the father, I said a lot, when we have just one step ?" ask me

"yes, where was the father ?" azzam

We were silent and we were lyrically talking

"don't-don't.the father was that ....

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