SANTRIKU STREET
part 32 RETURNS TO THE GRAVE

Pov agus

At 09.30. I finally finished massaging Akang, then say goodbye, to immediately return to the cottage.

Arriving at the cottage, I rushed to the room, to rest my eyes, which were less closed last night, because hunting pocong so-so.

"Kang, wake up Kang!"

At 11:00. I woke up from my sleep, I lazily began to open my closed eyes.it felt angry, because this was the most delicious pleasure in the world. All that God gives is. So when something interferes with that pleasure, it just feels upset.

"What's wrong?" I answered, sitting down to collect the remains of my spirit, which was still left behind in the dream.

"There's important news, Kang!" obviously Kang Arif, who was sitting next to the dalari, was facing me.

"Important, what?" tanyaku cuek. it still feels upset, when disturbed.

"From finding something, that might make us know the truth!"  Kang Arif.

"Truth, what?" I asked who was still with the face of the pillow, still not connected to talk.

"Mending Akang wash your face first, gih. let seger!" yang Kang Arif.

"Tell me, I can listen!" I close my eyes while sitting down.

"From the school he found an awkwardness, there was a man from my village who shared so much food, but I knew that man, he had nothing. even the life of his family alone.they are often helped by the residents around."

"What does it have to do with you waking me up" I asked who was still not fully aware.

"Well, Akang. Actually understand not heh. that person could be a person who became a pocong so-genesis. because there is no way he has that much money. let alone until shared easily." he explained made me open my eyes, because it was impossible he had so much money. let alone divided easily." he made me open my eyes, then he looked towards Kang Arif, who was interested in what he explained.

"But I wash my face first, let my brain connect" I said as I got up, then headed towards the bathroom, which is located next to the boarding house.

After washing my face, I went back to my room, meeting those who were still sitting quietly waiting. But something made me feel surprised, because in front of them, there were a lot of snacks.I quickly picked up one of the snacks, after asking permission from both of them. I eat snacks, so that my mouth feels good, when I want to smoke skirt0k smoke.

"Who changed the name, huh?"  I asked while lighting a skirt0k, the rest of last night. Even I still have stock one more pack of gifts from Mr. RT .

"No Kang, I told you, this is the Sultan of my village," explained Arif, making me smile.

"Keep what do you think?" I asked, having understood what they meant.

"Perhaps, we can make the Dadun, for the beginning of our investigation. Who knows what that has to do with the pocong so-called events."

"How do we investigate?"

"Well, that's why we came here, to ask for kang agus' opinion. How do I investigate this Dadun, this?" Clearly kang Arif, while staring intently at me. Maybe he was upset, I did not understand the purpose and purpose he was conveying.

"Hehehe. later I tell Akang first, about your suspicions.I also can not conclude, or work alone, without the consent of our teacher." I replied to give them an explanation.

"The base of this food, how, kang?" ask Dalari.

"Yes we have just eaten, anyways we are given this. anyway we do not know, this can be the result of which. Importantly we think well, that the money he got, that he got, make this snack. It's halal money." Obviously, I give my opinion, because when we are loved, things that do not know where to get from, we can eat it. And from where we do not find out, where the goods are given to us. But if we deliberately seek, we continue to believe that the food, obtained from an unlawful way, then we must also stay away from it, because it is one of sin.

"It's okay! so, too, you're not using this!" Ledekku Laughing, making Kang Arif puff his face.

Finally the three of us were preoccupied, by eating food given by Dadun. According to Arif, this Dadun is a mediocre person, only now He has a lot of treasure, which is very important, they can treat the people in school. This is called the new Sultan.

After the snacks were exhausted, they both bid farewell back to their respective rooms to prepare themselves for the study of ba'da dzuhur.

I rushed back to Akang's house, to tell him about the new discovery, about the so-called pocong incident, which befell the residents of Cikadu Village.

"Oh, so that's the story, try later after magrib, you take another peek! what exactly is in that grave." suggested Akang, after listening to my story, who was discovered by the dalari.

After I finished chatting with Akang, I also returned to the cottage, continued my activities. As usual, after the study of ba'da dzuhur. the students, will make food to fill the stomach, can also be called making lunch, can also be called making lunch, which is why it is somewhat drawn to near Ashar time.

After lunch was nearing the end of the afternoon, Azan Ashar soon reverberated, reminding us that we must return to worship Him, and reminding Us of the santri, at that time we must learn again, and we must learn again, seeking knowledge to live in the world and in the hereafter.

After the study is finished, as usual filled. by the event playing ball in the rice fields.this is usually done every day, only Saturday and Sunday are off. because of the habit of the santri that day, they will go home, to pick up supplies, and greet their parents. So when playing ball, the person will be less.

15 Minutes before the adzan maghrib, I reminded them, to immediately stop playing ball. Immediately prepare for the next lesson.

That's how life.the clock rotates so fast, it's worth saying Iidina Ali, time is like a sword.the speed that can not be seen, just like time, even though we feel the change, it is, but as if we were not aware, that time is spinning so fast.

Finish performing the magrib prayer.I, dalari, Kang Arif, and Kang Andi. have gathered, to get ready to go to the cemetery, which last night, there is a strange there.

"That's okay! if we don't go to school, will we get angry?" tanya dalari.

"God willing, no. We finish this task first, so we can come back to teach, as usual." my advice explained.

"Well, let's go! it'll be dark again. And they could go first!" kang Andi advised while tying her scabbard at the waist.

Finally the four of us walked through the Gang, to the big road. After being on the big road, we also turned to the breakthrough Road, which connects between Cisarua Village, and Cikadu Village.

Not long on the way, because the direction was not too dark, so we could walk quickly, down the road, and quickly too.we also arrived at the gate of the cemetery.

The faint look of tombstones, tombstones, which lined up like seeds that were about to grow, reminded us, that one day we will also join them, here.

Assalamu'alaikum ahlad-diyaar minal mu'miniina wal muslimiin. Wa inna insyaa alloohu bikum laahiquun. Nasalullooha lanaa walakumul 'apahiyah." I said as I entered the cemetery, greeting them. Those who are calm with all the affairs of the world.

We slowly set foot, towards Saung who was in the middle of the cemetery. Actually not too middle also, because on top of the Saung, there is still a land that has not been used, used as a cemetery.

Arriving at the saung.we pay attention to the surrounding area, looking for a place to hide.so that when someone comes, our whereabouts are unknown.

After a long search. We had lush bushes, so when we hid there. We will not be found out, because the cemetery area under the Hill, so the land is not flat. In the upper part of the saung, there are still many weeds and trees that have not been cut down. Because usually the residents here, they use the land area to bury the corpse. Taking it down.

And Coincidentally the location of this Saung too, facing the valley. Towards the lined graveyard, it filled the area so that when we hid behind it, it might not be discovered.

The four of us, looking for the best position, to be able to peer freely.

the mosquitoes have approached, asking for rations to people who are still wandering in the garden area. Because at this hour they start foraging, they sing around the face area. But we all ignored it, we were focused on waiting for the events to happen.