The Dark World
Friday Night

...FRIDAY NIGHT...

...Author by: David Khanz...

The rain had just stopped a moment ago, leaving only a small speck dancing softly along with a gust of cold wind. Even evening has long arrived, bringing thick nature nan rolling.

Euis sat pensively alone befriending the flame of a coconut oil lamp, in the front room of the house. Every now and then his eyes stared at the window that had not been covered in curtains, revealing an endless dark expanse. Hopefully, Aceng, the husband, who just married him a few weeks ago, will soon return home at that time. The young woman tried to survive the excitable loneliness, as well as the fear that had previously brushed the fur of Rome.

While from a distance, the howling sound of the coyote sounds increasingly docked. Adding to the atmosphere around where Euis and Aceng lived during this time is increasingly gripping. There are no neighbors or relatives nearby who can be a viewing room. Only the vast expanse of oil palm plantations that spread, faithfully accompany the days of an Euis to deliver and wait for his beloved husband to come home, from the struggle of life at the end of the gurung people.

Several times Euis was drowsy in sitting on a mat that stretched over the damp soil floor of his house. I do not know how long the young woman had been silent in the same position, firmly waiting for the figure of the idolatrous man to arrive from the field of endeavor. No wall clock or other device can find out what time it is. But from the night animals, the red crickets, Euis could only guess that the day had begun to crawl at midnight.

Red cicadas? Euis began to think, 'Unlike usual the beast rang and was present around the hut. It is said that according to some opinions, the presence of one animal is attached to the existence of invisible creatures.'

Ah, Euis hastily brushed aside his thoughts, before being more tormented with self-made shadows. It was only a few weeks that she joined her husband, who works as a foreman on an oil palm plantation, living in a small hut on the edge of the forest. The decision had to be taken rather than having to wait, once a month, the return of Aceng in the village. The consequences of a marriage and hoping to meet the priest every day.

"I'm off to work first, Neng. Take good care of yourself while left behind," said Aceng this morning before leaving on his old motorcycle in front of the house.

"When do you get home? Don't be long, Kang," euis curled spoiled on Aceng's shoulder as she spread her sweet smile.

"As usual, Neng. Most before evening," replied Aceng while turning on the engine motor. "I've prepared the groceries for our dinner later. Coconut oil stock for lighting lamps is still there, right?"

Euis nodded slowly. "Just don't be late coming home. Later, right, Friday night, Kang."

Aceng frowned. "What happened to Friday night? You scared?" Tempta Aceng accompanied by a knotty smile.

Euis frowning. "Besides being scared, Friday night, right, special night, Kang."

"What special night?" Aceng continued to tease Euis while curling the tip of his tongue and licking the edges of his lips until wet. "Night make .... "

The fad screamed for a moment, as the wife's fingers pinched the small skin of her stomach. "Akang, uh .... "

The man laughed while rubbing his stomach which felt sore. "Every night, too, is special to me mah."

Euis' face suddenly red. "Angt .... "

"Yes .. yes .. I promise I won't be home late, my dear." Aceng flickering gnarled the end of Euis's nose. "But .. as long as I'm gone, please don't go far. Close door lock and .... "

"Including laundry?"

Peek thought for a moment. "Too that .. may. There's a little shower down there. But you have to be careful, because here you like there .... "

"Western babi? I know, Kang."

"Yes, that. But .... " Aceng did not continue his words, but the look on his face clearly showed a sense of worry about the existence of Euis who had to be left alone in the hut for some time.

"Why, Kang?" euis asked with probing eyes.

"Ah, it's okay, New ... " The man shook his head repeatedly.

"It's about Akang's feud with Akang's men, right?" Euis tried to guess.

Aceng smiled faintly as he looked at his wife's face. " ... Just take care of yourself. I'm leaving first."

After tasting the Euis's friendly forehead, Aceng immediately pulled the accelerator pedal. Drove leave the figure of his wife who can only see the departure of the husband.

Euis already knew about the problems Aceng was facing with his men, Burhan and Daim. The two workers, who served as drivers of the truck carrying palm oil crops, were caught selling some of their cargo to someone in a place. Aceng who happened to catch the action of the two men, immediately report to his superiors. Before long, Burhan and Daim were immediately fired and demanded compensation by the company. In the aftermath of all that, they were angry and put a general grudge on Aceng.

Time and again Euis' husband got terror, ranging from physical violence to vile. During that time, all these attacks can be overcome by the ability of martial arts and magic that has been studied in his homeland, Banten. However, the foreman's concerns have not subsided, because Burhan and Daim are still often seen pacing around the oil palm plantation area.

CROSAC!

Euis flinched from his long daydream. The loud noise was shocking, as well as disperse the memory of the figure of Aceng and the story that was revealed by the husband a few days ago, it.

The young woman got up slowly inspecting the glassless window, studded with rows of bamboo bars with the curtain of cloth still open.

"Kang .. "call Euis while checking the situation outside the dim hut under the exposure of a small ledge lamp, hanging on the side of the support pole.

Silence, no voice or answer is expected. Only the screams of the red crickets and the howls of the coyotes were heard.

"Kang? How am I outside of that?" Again Euis called to be sure. There is no law at all.

Euis stroked his chest with a heart thump that hit his ribs hard.

CROSAC!

The voice came back loud among the cold gusts of the night wind that poked the pore hole.

"Angt ... " Euis's voice was almost just a whisper stuck in the throat. "How are you out there?"

Ah, why also the creepy sound of the coyotes having to come near every time Euis called her husband. Until then followed by heavy grunting noises coming closer towards the door of the hut.

Euis receded away from the door leaf which was still locked with a cross-section of wood in the middle. The woman's eyes were almost reluctant to blink, noticing every move of the wood being pushed from the outside. The voices are getting louder and clearer. Licking each wall of Euis's eardrum shivered in fear.

"Is that a boar?" Euis tried to guess the figure behind the outer door of the hut, from a faint little shrill heard. The same sound when awake at night blind with her husband, Aceng, a few nights ago. "Yes, maybe just a wild boar trying to get into this hut .... "

Euis tried to calm down again and ventured into the window that was still open. Slowly he stretched out his hand about to reach the shutters from the outside, and suddenly ....

"Neg ... " One voice came as a surprise. Spontaneous Euis pulled his arm back in, until unknowingly the window-covering blade scratched the skin instantly.

"Geez!" euis screams with his face instantly paled.

"This is Akang, Neng. Husband ... " It was indeed the sound of Aceng and his figure immediately poked out behind the window.

"Kang?" Euis called the figure to make sure that it was really her husband.

"Yes, it's me. Dearest aceng, the handsome of the pasundan earth," replied the man half joking.

"This is Akang, Neng. You think I'm genderuwo?" The man's naughtiness sounded unfunny to Euis. "Bukain the door, dong! I'm cold, right!"

Euis immediately pulled the wooden crossbar blocking the door leaf. "Why did you take the old shampoo? He said he'd like to come home before noon?"

Hurriedly Aceng went inside with a wet body and shivered. "The story is long, Neng. I'm sorry, my dear?"

"Which motor? There was no surprise of his voice," asked Euis as he undressed the soaked Aceng.

"That's exactly it, Neng. My bike's missing in the palm oil field. That's why I've been walking home from work since last afternoon, and only now. Duh, where's cold again, ah." Aceng opened his trousers as well, leaving a three-square cloth that covered a typical area of the male's body. "I'm a laper but I want to miss you, too."

"Wouldn't eat first?"

"Yes, already. I ate first, deh," timpal Aceng intended to go to the kitchen but was immediately detained by Euis.

"Wait in the room, let me bring the food?"

"Let me take it for myself and you wait for me in the room without!" said Aceng excitedly while pointing his body part under the stomach. "We're Friday night, you know!"

"Don't! Wait in the room!"

"Why, anyway, Neng?" Aceng looked at Euis' face that looked manai. "You sick, huh? Kok, you .... "

Euis brushed off the arm of Aceng who was trying to fumble his forehead. "I'm tired of waiting for Akang!" sahut Euis while pushing the body of the husband into the room until it plunged into the bed.

Before crashing, instantly the fingers of Aceng pull Euis waist swiftly. The two fell face to face.

"Neg .... "

"Kang .... "

Without cue, these two people suddenly embrace each other and tighten the pagutannya accompanied by wild movements infiltrate the body part of the couple.

The morning has come to light, greeted by the chirping of beautiful and melodious forest birds, inviting the netra to open and widen to enjoy a variety of panoramas.

"Neg ... " Aceng called out to Euis who was no longer beside him. She woke up first and now I don't know where and what.

The man yawned for a while, then immediately got out of bed. Before stepping outside the room, he searched for a moment ****************** that he had last night forcibly snatched and thrown Euis into the corner of the room.

"Well, where are you, anyway?" Aceng looking for his wife in the front room, outside the house, until ....

The eyes narrowed in one direction. Precisely at the back of the hut that had been occupied, something was still and ....

"Lho, this is .. right, my bike was missing yesterday afternoon. Why is it here now?" aceng asked half-whispered while checking his vehicle which was lying just like that on the ground.

There were some torn pieces of cloth hanging near the footrest of the back of the motor. The rest is firmly wedged between the grip of the gear and the wheel chain. Aceng memorized the owner of the cloth, none other than his own wife. Then why is it there? What the hell is going on?

Aceng swept a glance around the hut area looking for the figure of his wife who had not been seen before. "Well, where are you?"

"Jennggg ... !!!" a loud bellow echoed throughout the forest.

The man ran towards the shower, where Euis used to wash his clothes. There was no find of his figure. Then ....

Sayup-sayup from a distance sounded like there was the sound of someone screaming calling. True, a male figure seemed to be struggling to run towards Aceng with the condition of camping clothes on the front and wet with sweat.

"What's up, Kang Ade?" aceng asked as soon as the man was in front of him with a sigh of tired hunting.

The figure called Ade pointed in a direction, with a faltering voice he said, "There is a corpse, sir! There's a body in there!"

Aceng gasp. "Where? Whose body?" His mind had already started to deteriorate and was directly focused on Euis.

"Park .... "

"Yes, whose body?!" They begin to lose patience.

With a gasp of breath, Ade replied, "Daim and Burhan, sir! Both died horribly with bulging eyes and mouths wide open. On their necks were lines of blue like the scars of palms, sir!"

"What news is this? I'm looking for my wife. Kang Ade saw Euis?" Aceng like not caring about the news of the death of the two people who have often wronged him.

"Euis?" Suddenly Ade's face paled. The man was nervous and shook his head many times. "I didn't see Father's wife from yesterday .... "

"What I'm asking you is today, Kang. This morning!" The sound of the bell rises. "My wife was there all night and slept with me, but she suddenly disappeared this morning!"

"Everynight? You slept with your wife last night?" Ade railed more and more.

"Why, Kang? Euis is my wife. What's so weird?"

He did not answer, the man immediately resigned and left in a hurry. Aceng was confused, only able to look at the figure of his men that one until lost behind the weeds.

He scratched his non-itchy head. He decided to go back to the hut and hoped Euis was already there.

"Dine!" call Aceng as soon as he enters his hut. There was no answer and it remained silent.

The aceng looked briefly into the bedroom, there was no one there, except for the bedding that was still a mess they struggled with last night, and.

"Mrs ... ?" Aceng's voice was stifled with a tremendous shock, as soon as his eyes found a figure draped on the floor of the kitchen ground, covered in blood.

He immediately hunted Euis down and tried to pick him up. The body was so cold and rigid, with the condition of clothes open and disheveled. Showing the aurat, clearly emblazoned. While a kitchen knife stuck, slamming into the heart.

"Common, what happened to you? Wake up! Who did this? Who?!" hysterical screams Aceng while hugging his lifeless wife. "Satashaaakkk ... !!!"

Still in his tears, Aceng had seen the fingers of Euis like he was grasping something. After being forced open, there was a piece of shabby cloth in his wife's hand. Like ... colors and fabric materials that Aceng has seen before. Over where? When's? Whose?

For a while, Aceng could only cry over the body of the wife. Nothing more ....

...~ FINISHED ~...