The Dark World
The Bearer of Disaster

...MEAT BEARERS OF CALAMITY...

...Author by: David Khanz...

One by one the pallbearers left the cemetery. While the sobs of the abandoned family, accompanied the steps back home. Leaving a mound of red soil that is still wet, studded with the color of various types of flowers.

That day was late afternoon. The embers of the sun have long been dim, reflecting the accompaniment of gray clouds. Decorated lightning reverberations broke the sky. A moment later, the rain began to fall.

Rendra, a young man of a dozen years old, was still crouching on the edge of the tomb. Staring sadly at the gravestone that was firmly planted, complete with the inscription of a name. His lips trembled through certain readings solemnly. Occasionally interspersed with painful sobs and tears.

"Good way, Margo. May you rest in the nature there. Amin" said Lirih Rendra closed a series of prayers. For the umpteenth time, rubbed a headstone wood. Then turned to look at the other two mounds of the tomb, not far from where he was. Both still look newly decorated decapitation of coconut leaf midribs. "Sakim ... Asad ... You two won't be lonely anymore, will you? There's Margo who just caught up there. Gathered as before, as the four of us were when we were both alive."

Some time before, they were four friends who often gathered together. Rendra, Margo, Sakim, and Asad. Unemployed youth entertainers of the world staying up. Rarely fall asleep at night blind, but prefer to sleep until broad daylight. There are no other activities, except to decorate the plate throughout nature, with joking chatter and string accompaniment reverberating. Occasionally fad pitting cards, and also represent other citizens who cannot carry out patrol duties. For the four of them, it was an advantage in itself. Can earn money for free, without having to bother squeezing sweat.

"Kim, who's part of ronda?" ask Asad when he was together, Sakim. He was asked to think for a moment, then said, "It is not wrong Mr. Marli, Mr. Kusin, and Bang Jarok. The rest of the cave forgot. Who, huh?"

"Mas Karto," replied Rendra asserted by Margo. "Rubber, Mas Karto and Pak Juhe." Margo added.

"Memorify you, Go," said Sakim greeted with his fourth laugh.

"Well, the cave is really the turn of the people's patrol. Understandably, they are royal if giving money to replace the patrol duty," added Margo again accompanied by their gelak.

"White, Bro. The money. Haha."

Once again Asad said as their laughter subsided, "Well, since the five of them are back and forth, the tent of malem must be empty, right? How about the four of us, talking about Mr. RT. We're the ones who'll change their duties." Asad's eyes widened round accompanied by a grin full of meaning. All three of his friends did the same. Understand what Asad meant.

"White!" exclaim the four friends in unison. Then a cheerful laugh raged across the patrol post.

"Yes, already. Entar cave that talks about Mr. RT. Let there be witnesses" said Rendra.

"His money?" Sakim asked.

Rendra replied, "Entar was billed by Pak RT once they were all back. Easy, isn't it?"

"Agreed!" margo and Sakim.

"OK, that means agreed, huh? Entar malem we are staying up full until morning!" Rendra. "Get back here at nine o'clock."

"Ready! I want to find capital to buy cigarettes," said Asad.

"Coffee, cavernous bagean," Sakim replied.

"How about rice?" ask Rendra.

"Silent. It's part of the cave," Margo replied, "it just so happens to be the abis harvesting cave. So the rice stock, do not doubt. The cave is only two liters, anyway, superficial. Hehe."

"Feed!" exclaim Sakim and Asad while giving a thumbs up to Margo.

"The cave that brought." Rendra won't lose.

"Eh, guys .. gua see, Mbah Manto cucumber kebon is ready to harvest tuh." Suddenly Margo interrupted. His three friends looked at him. "That means .... "

Without anyone to continue, the four youths of responsibility compactly laughed again.

"Basic, your voracious soul!" teasing Asad while chuckling. Margo says, "Eit, go get a change of porters, Cuy!"

"It's up to you, deh," Asad said as he got up from his seat.

"Eh, where are you going?" ask Margo to Asad. "Bakil cave first, Coy. All the money to buy cigarettes for the malem," replied Asad.

"The cave's coming back, ah. Molor first, let's be strong malem literate morning ampe," said Sakim following the steps of Asad. These two young men were indeed one way towards their homes.

Rendra looked at Margo. "What do you think, Go?" tanyanya so left Asad and Sakim.

Margo thought for a moment. "The cave goes home first, too. It's a little fun just the two of us."

"Yes, already. Yuk, back, bye." Rendra left the patrol post. Margo followed in the opposite direction.

"Don't forget about the night, Dra!" margo from a distance.

"Ready!" sahut Rendra in a loud voice.

As per the promise earlier this afternoon, Margo and Rendra arrived at exactly nine p.m. Complete carrying cooking supplies along with the equipment.

"Where's Asad's same judge, huh? ****** t the boy. The promise of this hour, has not been nongol too," grumbled Rendra.

"Know it! Boro mah gua nurutin nyokap earlier, nyuruh cave buy mosquito repellent. Shit!" Margo grumbled too.

Half an hour later, Asad and Sakim show up. Carrying a plastic pack and a few packs of cigarettes and coffee and sugar.

"Where are you, you two?" asked Margo while paying attention to the luggage of the two friends.

Sakim and Asad grinned. "Sorry, we're both late. Understandably, abis big business, nih."

Sakim and Asad looked at each other, while both smiling knots. "Just today we're a big party, guys! That's a cigarette and coffee won't make us smoke a rame-rame until tomorrow night as well" said Sakim semringah.

"Crazy! More money too you, huh?" ask Margo while picking up a pack. Rendra.

"Gua said too, we're having a party tonight!" answer Sakim. "There's another surprise, huh." He opened a plastic package that had not been opened.

Rendra and Margo are flabbergasted. Both eyes were wide. "What meat, huh?"

"Goat," replied Asad accompanied by a grin.

"Where's the goat meat from?" Margo kissed the meat that still looks fresh, in the package. "You two don't help, do you?"

Sakim. "Yes, no, Coy. Even if we are badung, but will not lose money to have fellow villagers here, dah. Yeah, no, Ad?" He looked at Asad.

"Yoye, Bro. Just calm down. No, no goats will be. Wild goat, Bro. Some caves sell to buy cigarettes and coffee and sugar. The rest is this. Enough, isn't it, make a cooking show tonight?" Asad.

"Wild goat from where?" Rendra's confused. "Don't .... "

"Udah, don't ask much. Yuk, we burn for our dinner side dishes" Sakim said as he prepared to cook.

"Well, if there's ever a goat gone, the names of the four of us can be tainted, Coy!" Margo protested.

"Any! So just put your mind on," added Asad. "You have something to look for, we change aja aja pake money puli ronda this malem. Easy, isn't it?"

Margo bobbing head. Unable to say much, he and Rendra finally helped to light the furnace.

That was how, the four of them really enjoyed the big party that night. Awake at the patrol post until early morning. Nothing weighs on the mind. Unless there is only fun and hope of earning money in lieu of the task of maintaining the environment.

The first news obtained by Rendra, near noon was the news of the death of Asad and Sakim. Both friends had a traffic accident while riding a motorcycle. According to eyewitnesses, it collided violently with a large truck. Killed horribly instantly, on the scene.

"Maybe they're sleepy. You know, last night was up," said a mourner who swarmed in front of the funeral home.

Rendra and Margo are also devastated by the fate of Asad and Sakim. There is no feeling whatsoever about the passing of the two of them forever. To be sure, feel very lost the two best friends.

Not yet dry the tears that spilled, a few hours later Margo followed Asad and Sakim to the nature of the last contest. A similar fate was experienced by the young man. He fell from the height of a coconut tree. Died instantly with a broken neck.

Almost all the people's eyes were on Rendra. Not suspicious or about to accuse, but from the rumors that spread, the cause of the death of the three young men was closely related to the mutton they ate last night.

How could? The clutch of frightened voices said, Asad and Sakim picked up a goat that often roamed the villages, without the owner knowing. The animals usually number five to seven. One of them, always wearing a necklace with small bells. So far no one has dared to disturb, let alone have the goats. That said, in the opinion of some residents, the animal was deliberately released freely to find a collision for the wealth of its owner.

Whether, true or not, the deaths of the three young men of responsibility have strengthened the confidence that excites citizens. A swarm of animals is indeed intended to look for 'embow'.

Rendra returns home from the cemetery in a bedraggled condition. Step into the room.

"Yes, God ... Rendra!" mother Rendra shouted as soon as she found her son lying on top of his bed wet and dirty full of mud. "What's wrong with you, son?"

Rendra silently did not answer. Look at his eyes empty. Like a loss of consciousness.

"Sir! Rendra, Sir!" I shouted Rendra's mother calling her husband. Before long appeared the figure of a man, stirred up to the children's wives.

"Yes, God! Rendra?" Mr. Rendra shook his son's body. He's not flinching. Silence freezes with a weakened body. "Why are you, son?"

Rendra's mother said, "Maybe depressed by the loss of her friends, sir?"

"Yes, God! Awake, Son! It's Mom and Dad here! Look at us, son! Be aware!"

Suddenly the glint of the sky broke nature. Following the thunderstorms that struck the earth. The sound of wind raging, blowing loudly accompanied by heavy rain.

A moment later, the silence of the three of them grew even more gripping. The clinking sound of incendiary bells was heard from outside the house. "Sir, what's that sound?" ask Rendra's mom scared. The old man beside him replied, "Remember God, Mom. Read many holy verses."

In their shock, Rendra suddenly cried bitterly, "No. Don't take me. Please, no."

"Rendra, come to your senses, son," whispered Mr. Rendra as he hugged his son. "Name the name of God, son. Remember only to Him."

Rendra did not respond. The sounds of bells are approaching. Blend with the whirring of the wind that enters through the air hole above the window.

Rendra's rebelling. Crying softly while saying erratically, "No! Don't take me!"

"The rendra! Conscious, Son! Call it God's name!"

"That ... that .. there's a nice goat. I want to come with. Haha. Hey, wait!" Immediately, Rendra's cries changed into laughter. But with empty eyes. "Haha. I'm coming with you, man! Ahaha!"

"Renra!" both parents shouted to wake up their child.

Yeah, Rendra's not going anywhere. He's still alive. Unlike his three friends, he died in terrible circumstances. But now he is happy, no longer sad. Because the laughter of the young man did not stop and never stopped. Even though the rain and wind have long subsided.

"Haha. Hooray, I'm alive! Now I even have a new friend. The goats. Haha."

...DONE IT...