BLACKSMITHING
Ronda

Three men were standing guard at the patrol station but two of them were fast asleep.

“Don't sleep on let's go hgeronda!” said Basri who woke up two friends who were asleep at the patrol post.

“Whispering! I'm still sleepy!” Sahut Suryo's.

“Come don't be lazy! Cepetan when I was alone,” Basri pulled the legs of his two friends Suryo and Karim.

Suryo and Karim woke up, with their eyes still as they walked around the village area.

While going around they tell each other about the state of the village and also rumors of black magic adherents.

“Basri, I heard in our village there are those who are embracing black magic,” said Karim.

“Ah ... Do not be too confident with superstitious news like that,” said Basri.

“Is it because of the burning of our village Barjo cursed? Since we all know Barjo is a good person, what else Barjo burned alive in his house”.

“Really! I wonder why they can be quickly instigated by the talk of that fat Burhan!” sahut Karim's.

“By the way about Barjo, he will be good friends with Sugeng, since Barjo died I never saw him again even on the plantation owned by Ki Damar he was never seen,” Basri said.

“Yes too yes, did he go home to his village?” Karim.

“Could be,” says Suryo.

They continued to patrol around the village until they passed in front of Barjo's house, which only had the poles left, the place looked very sallow and gloomy.

Their feathers immediately stood stopped in front of him.

“We've been away from here, I got goosebumps!” karim.

“You are so timid, what is it here? His home is now the rest of the pole like this,” said Suryo.

The moment they wanted to get away from that place, suddenly there was a strange smell that made their steps stop.

“You what is this?” said Basri while frowning.

“Bau gosong, but stench too,” Karim said.

“I-that's what next to the pole?” said Basri while continuing to highlight with a flashlight.

“Mana?” ask Suryo.

“Alah ... That's the barren house pole,” said Karim.

“Eh ... But what's the motion?” Suryo's surprised.

The three of them approached slowly in order to see clearly, so that what they saw was not a pole but the figure of a creature whose entire body was charred, with skin torn apart and his face shattered.

“Ba-Barjo! Ghost Barjo!” karim said while pulling his two friends to run.

The three of them ran away quickly they returned to the patrol post. With their breaths they sat down with each other in fear.

“Sur, you saw that?” ask Karim.

“If you don't see, there's no way I'll run,” said Suryo.

“It seems it is true that our village is cursed by the spirit of Barjo,” Suryo said.

“How about tomorrow we tell this to Ki Damar?” basri Proposal.

“Iya I agree,” says Karim.

“We'd better go home, I'm afraid anything happens to the three of us,” Basri said.

The three of them finally chose to go home because they were already frightened, they separated in the middle of the road because their house was far apart and the most distant was Suryo's house.

With a flashlight Suryo walked towards his house, until he met Barjo. Suryo knows Barjo he also trades in the market.

“Lho ... Sir why are the nights alone?” ask Suryo.

“I'm again waiting for someone,” says Barjo.

“Wait for who at midnight like this, sir? Better you just go home,”

Without saying anything Barjo left Suryo, it made him confused by Barjo's attitude. Barjo just smiled and left Suryo alone.