ADJOINING REALM
HALF-NECK

"This man, it's almost Maghrib, but making one hole is hard!" said Pono briefly, then put two hoes on the ground. They are both guards and grave diggers at the cemetery wulan temple.

"Any yes Pon, it's 8 places we dig, but the big stone keeps the size of the stone is already as deep as the knee" said Sukman, with his hand holding the bottom end of the clothes that have been soaked, soaking, then wipe his face with that shirt.

"Yes Man! Plus the body has not come here, but it was bathed from two in the afternoon" replied Pono astonished with his hands squeezing the wet clothes that he had taken off his body.

"Udah then! We try again at the end there, if we still meet the stone again, we wait for help between the bodies," Pono asked as he pointed his index finger.

Kumandang adzan magrib began to sound soft from the direction of the village next door, a pack of heavy rain complete with wind suddenly came as if welcoming the success of Pono and Sukman digging the ninth burrow.

Seen from under the stairs of the cemetery, a group of middle residents supported the coffins wrapped in green cloth, some were holding green umbrellas inscribed with rows of hijaiyah letters beside them.

"Dar! The sat! Just slow down!" shouted Anto who was holding the back of the coffin, they were now climbing the stairs to the cemetery area.

At this time I, Satya, and Anto assisted by six others still continue to stagger, our steps are dangling, even though nine people who raised a coffin containing the body of Lastri. Everyone was astonished to see our hard struggle, even the residents took turns just to lift the coffin. But the astonishment did not apply to me and the Mbah who knew the exact cause why the body of Lastri was so heavy. We both saw the jet-black figure still clinging to the top of the coffin. That is why I do not dare to lift the back, because it will definitely continue to look at the creature that continues to hang.

After almost half an hour it was gone just to bring the coffins up the stairs. Instead of fearing being left behind when magrib, we all flocked to perform congregational prayers in the pendopo in the middle of the cemetery that is usually worn for a place to put a coffin. then resumed the funeral session even though the rain did not subside.

"Astagfirefull!" everyone said when the Mbah opened the coffin. It was seen the body of Lastri who had been memorized three layers of shroud, but still changed color to red completely because of blood.

The beginning of Lastri's body arrived in the village by being carried by Suroto. The clothes that Lastri was wearing were completely drenched and kept dripping with red liquid. Suroto explained that Lastri had been dead for two days. But no one believes it, because the condition of Lastri still continues to bleed so fresh from the bite wound that tore his neck. Neck that peels off half its front, leaving only half of its back. You could say Lastri's neck almost broke off perfectly.

When bathed. It took almost an hour to clean the blood that kept coming out of the wound on his neck.

Because the blood did not stop, after discussion it was decided to continue to forgive the corpse even though the blood still continued to pour.

Although obstacles were found again when after the prayer, not long thought the group replaced the shroud that had become red in the body of Lastri with a new cloth. The activity went on even three times. Until finally the shroud that remained there were only three layers, finally all agreed to be wrapped at once, in the hope that the blood coming out of his neck did not sink too quickly, he said, because the layer of shroud that wrapped it is quite thick.

They were forced to do that out of pity to see the corpse that had been buried for too long. They agreed to keep the body, no matter what the circumstances. Now the body of Lastri is right next to the burrow that he will stop by.

"Astaghfirullah, how's this, Ki?" said one of the residents asked Si Mbah because he was confused to see a puddle as high as half a knee has been collected in the burrow.

"Ponos? Sukmans? You ready to dig again?" ask the Mbah briefly.

"This is the ninth hole we dug Ki! Eight times we moved where the contents of the stone all" said Pono in with a nod to Sukman's head.

Because it was felt that the water was not too high, Sukman proposed to reduce the puddle with excavated soil next to the burrow. Slowly Sukman and Pono filled the burrow with soil, puddles that were originally high are now no longer there, there is only muddy land that settles at the bottom of the burrow.

Seeing that, residents rushed to lower the corpse into the burrow. They collided quickly with the water that kept pouring in. When finished bamboo laid out on the corpse, the water returns pouring profusely from the corner of the burrow. Seeing that, everyone raced to enter the ground with both palms of their hands. They grabbed the ground under their feet, with no means of assistance at all. Back then everyone was trying to keep Lastri's corpse from drowning in the black liquid, how was it not black? The brownish murky water in the burrow mixed perfectly with the blood that kept pouring from Lastri's neck, so instantly the color turned black.

Really at that moment it seemed a group of people who forgot about fatigue. They continued to crumble together so hastily, that it sounded boisterous the sound of a group of people saying the same word.

"Alhamdulillah!" everyone says the same word. The expression of gratitude is decomposed, because the body of Lastri can finally be buried with difficulty.

One by one the residents left the pastri meal in wet clothes full of mud that they still wear. All went away leaving Me, Anto, Satya and the Mbah in the grave. Also seen beside the lastri tomb there are still two diggers who are cleaning their hoes. They were busy getting rid of the soil attached to the hoe, using a wood and water that they reached under their feet.

"Die!" pono shouted loudly, while slightly jumping.

Without a sudden cue Pono lifted his legs and ran as fast as he could. He kept shouting, even still heard his long yelling voice, must have disappeared from sight.

Following Pono's shout, Sukman also looked surprised by something that was not clear from our view. He came running after Pono, shouting a word, "BLOOD LASTRI UP.!!!"

The roar of the heart instantly sped up so quickly after hearing the sentence that Sukman shouted. So loud, it even felt like I could hear the heartbeat of Satya and Anto in front of me. Not enough that, my heart again beat more violently, like beating in front of my own eardrum, when the empty coffin that we were about to return to the Gazebo, suddenly contained a red pocong figure, with his head hanging limp almost fell. He turned his head towards me, smiling with blood that kept pouring out as he said, "Give me my Son back! Restore neck! Hi hi hi hi hi hi,"

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