INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
SKID 4

(Village xxxxx, Nature Fence)

Crickets sounded from the grass, loud and soothing. As usual, I'm patching on schedule today.

Armed with a holster, a flashlight and a stick, I and Lutfi went around watching. There is not much to do just walking around from the patrol station to back.

In that place there were 2 more people who stood guard, alternating after us. The rest of the night will be used to play chess or cards.

Before that we had to finish the task of going around. The village is on the outskirts of the city, the rice fields and big trees are still very green.

Even so at night the village is very quiet, and at 4 am there is only the sound of human activity.

("By the way this is the story of the author uncle who lives in the village while patrolling. He and his friends met Kunti on a tree, then when passing through the grave there was a pocong standing on the edge of the tomb")

"Lut, it's a really cold night huh"

"Yes, sir, it was very hot this afternoon. Do you want rain?"

"Not knowing either, but if the test can be bad for us"

"Krasak.krasak" the sound of plastic is heard.

We both heard but didn't care, kept going and assumed it was a cat.

"Khi.he..hi.hi"

The source of the voice came back, but this time it was the laughter of a woman. In the search by us of where the voice was, I only looked right and left.

Until Lutfi tugged at my clothes and pointed up at the tree looked terrified.

"Pa..pak, that.it..."

I also looked up, how surprised I was to see the figure of a white woman, her face torn with long hair covering.

At first we both acted so as not to look scared. But our guts eroded little by little, and the end of my courage was when Lutfi ran first.

"Allahu Akbar.." I said takbir and ran away.

I also thought that this road was close to a public grave, maybe he was a waiter. As I thought about that as I ran, I stopped by the roadside right in front of the grave.

My eyes probably wear glasses because it involves a lot of laptops in the work. But my eyesight is still good even at night.

A tall white figure stood beside one of the graves. I didn't see his face, but the ropes over his head and body were proof.

Pocong, stand there. I didn't see Lutfi again in plain sight, just continue running until the patrol post.

"Damn it!"

I cried out in that silent night, but it didn't matter if it let go of fear. Kuntilanak and pocong at the same time, a bad luck must be patched tonight.

"Huh.hah" I almost got to the patrol post.

I don't know what my delusion is but when I'm almost there, the patrol station feels like a distance away. Other friends were like away, but I kept my footsteps to run

For a few seconds I arrived and squatted down to take a breath. When I returned, Lutfi told me that he and I had just seen a kuntilanak sighting.

All were shocked and disbelieving, but hearing me also told the same thing and added by seeing the pocong in the grave. Consideration of the decision to believe there was, but to check properly or not we all went back to the CTF.

Find out if the creature is still there or not. As I crossed the street again, I felt someone staring at me.

Like nothing happened after we checked back. The kuntilanak was not on the tree, and the pocong was no longer standing there.

***

The next day the news spread to the people around. And indeed there are stories that the road is often encountered strange things, but not disturbing.

SELING 4....FINISHED