Village Horror Stories Collection
New Terror Grave Part 1
...Chapter X's...
...New Terror Grave...
“Kayapa Gi pas ja kah already (how Gi is it fit)?”
“Emm .. shortin little more Sir,” he said while reflecting.
“OK ready.”
“Nashir! Sir!”
“Oh yes Master, what is it?”
“Well by chance there is Ogi too, you can help to dig the grave?” pinta Guru Subhan's.
“Loh who died, how come there was no announcement?” my many.
“Express, we know in our press well (Yes, we don't even know the news),” said Ogi.
“The one who died was not our citizen, but an outsider. I also just got word from Zainal, so very suddenly.”
“What can you do, because the usual grave dig is away,” continued teacher Subhan again asked us.
Ogi and I looked at each other and we nodded in agreement. “God willing Master, we can,” replied Ogi.
“Thank God, later if it has been done shaving his hair, can immediately go to funeral, but before that if there is something you can ask Zainal at home. I permission to go first want to take care of the others,” reply then leave after we agree.
“Cada is usually an outsider buried in our container nih (Not usually yes, there are outsiders buried in our place),” said Ogi.
“I'm also surprised about it, it feels like this is the first time, about what is it?”
“Well how it fits,” my connection has finished shaving his hair.
“Sip, add handsome dah,” replied Ogi made us both laugh.
My name is Nasir, I have lived in this village for a long time, a village known as Anjir Serapat Tengah, Kapuas Regency Central Kalimantan Province. More details are in Km.12,5 Handil Mantat.
I work as a barber. To make things easier and more comfortable, I also made a small cottage where I received customers.
I think this is an elite job, in addition to requiring high skills, we are also tasked to make people handsome he he.
•••••••••
Before going to the funeral, I stopped by to buy cigarettes at the stall. “Have heard the news, he said there are outsiders who want to be buried in our village?” ask amang warung.
“Ni! now I want to go to the funeral, just now teacher Subhan asked me and Ogi to dig his grave.”
“So be honest! what's the problem, then another one of ours? (So it's true! doesn't it matter, isn't it our citizens)?”
“I was also surprised about it, can be buried in his own village, no need to bother carrying his corpse far just to be buried.”
Me and amang stall when it was silent astonished to think about it. “Moga is just you want his family, dami ease of something we do not know,” said me and amang warung also nodded in agreement.
“Oh yes, Mang buy ordinary cigarettes, the money,” connect me and amang warung go get it.
After that I immediately went to meet Ogi who turned out to be ready with digging tools and the motor was ready to go.
“Kayapa Gi digging the grave hanyar sakali nih me nah, so I received it because I was comfortable handak nolak (Gimana Gi how to dig a grave? I'm just the first time, the reason I received earlier, because it's not good to refuse).”
“Well how else, the end of ordinary people dig the grave is not there, and there is no harm also we receive while studying,” replied Ogi while inserting hoes and other excavation tools into the sack.
“I mean, will dig this grave there is a certain size.”
“No need to worry about that. I know quite a few things about digging a grave, the important thing is that we try to do our best,” the answer made me start to calm down, because I really believe in it.
••••••••
After arriving at the cemetery, we first met Zainal who happened to be seen pacing around the grounds talking on the phone. He also accidentally looked at us.
“Well later I will tell you again, this grave digger has arrived,” he said then hung up the phone and walked towards us.
“You can start digging soon. His body may be up by noon,” he told us.
“For his grave hole size problem how?” ask Ogi.
“You just dig as usual, I've asked them to use tabala (corpse).”
“Why is jar so grungy cada burrow in his crate of surang (indeed why did he say, so not buried in his own place)?” my many.
He looked at me quietly. “He belongs to our distant family, so you guys don't have to worry. Their reason, just so that when the pilgrimage can be at once a visit to my house, because usually almost can not come here. So that way the death of our family actually becomes increasingly strengthen family relationships.”
Ogi and I looked at each other in wonder. “Oh well then, we immediately started digging,” replied Ogi while grinding his head at me giving a sign to leave immediately.
“Iya please. I will prepare snacks and drinks for you to rest later,” reply.
••••••••
The burial place in our village can be said to be newly reused, or arguably not too in use, there are only old tombs.
Most of the families left behind, chose to bury their families in the public cemeteries behind the Km.11 mosque, though that was quite a distance away.
But now the burial place is very full, so inevitably choose to be buried in the nearest cemetery, moreover, the place is now more well taken care of and made wider.
“We dig it here and now kayapa (How about we dig it here)?” I asked while pointing to a place slightly adjacent to the cemetery next to it.
“Can be, but before digging try to prick the soil first with this iron rod, only to find out whether there is an old coffin in it,” replied Ogi while thrusting a medium-sized iron.
“There can't be, in view of wherever this place is empty, if there is anyone in it there is definitely a headstone,” I argue.
Ogi just grinded while taking the iron blade from my hand. “The first rule when digging the grave, must ensure that there is no old tabala in it, although it is clearly visible there is no visible or invisible tombstone on it,” he answered while thrusting the iron bar into the ground.
Not to mention the stab he pressed deeper and deeper, the sound of impact was heard *Tuk! we were both quite surprised to hear that. “Nah right! Let's try a little bit away,” pinta Ogi.
He again pierced the other ground, but the sound of the impact was heard again. The sound came from iron and a sprinkling or crate clashing.
“Sini let me try it,” I said while taking the iron that is still stuck.
I walked away from the graves. After feeling sure the place was empty, I immediately stuck the stick.
“Bismillah,” I said as I pressed the iron rod tightly until it was very deep.
“Well, the power there can be. Try to stab again about one cubit next to him,” said Ogi quite loudly looking happy.
“OK Ready!”
As he commanded, that one stab escaped. “Now down,” the door again.
Excitedly, I again pierced the ground as he ordered. But this third stab ... *tuk! the voice sounded again.
“Try to the top.” I saw his face very seriously at that moment.
The back impact is heard. “Hah .. we try another place.” He looks desperate.
“Just relax, it's just a few punctures. We will definitely find the right place,”, I replied encouragingly.
Stabbing the ground with iron or other sticks when you want to dig the grave, it is very useful to know whether there is an old casket that was buried.
That is by piercing at some point, if it is as long and as wide as a normal coffin. Of course it is so that there is no side when doing excavation later.
We kept trying and looking elsewhere, but the voice, Tuk! Yoke! Yoke! it kept sounding at every stab. The sound really made us both flutter, we were very confused.
“Why then this rich, then we have stayed away from other graves (why can kek gini, even though we have moved away from other graves),” I said while scratching my head.
“I never thought that the old tomb is very much here, this is due to a tombstone that has been damaged and lost,” replied Ogi who was sitting exhausted.
“Ai balum tatabuk-tabuk kah again (How come no one has been dug)?” asked Ahmad Rifa’i suddenly came to bring a teapot and some cookies.
“Loh how you have come Mad, what is the body has also come!” I was very surprised at that time.
“Not yet. I just want to be together, if you know anyone can help. And it turns out, all the preparations have been prepared by the family of the corpse from there said Amang Zainal, so he just asked to help deliver this to you,” replied Ahmad Rifa’i while smiling.
“Thank God, I also had time to think that the beast had come,” said Ogi.
“Emang what happened until haven't dug?” he continued while putting it in front of us.
We both explained everything that happened to him. Hearing that he was also astonished.
“Oh yes I remember something about this,” he said while holding my chin made me immediately look at him seriously about to listen.
“Say my friend, this can happen because people who have died and buried in this place do not want to side by side with the new body. Well, this is like when we have a neighbor whose behavior is bad for other neighbors, of course we must be very lazy to be side by side with him instead.”
“Oh so yes,” I said while looking at Ogi who is also seriously listening.
“So .. what don't-don't the person we're going to bury this a bad person,” connect me.
“Hopefully not, maybe it is because many old tombs here, we will know that this tomb has existed for a long time,” tepis Ogi.
“He was right,” says Ahmad.
“Mun kitu, hakunlah Mad manggini’i we are looking’i container (If so, you want Mad help us find his place)?” door asked.
“Yes of course, there is nothing else I am working on right now,” his reply made me sting happy. Expect more help from someone to make this work done soon.
Sure enough, after returning to look for a place that can be dug, we also managed to find it. But also a little unfortunate because the place is very far from other tombs, even where there is a lot of grass that has not been cut.
We had no choice considering that it was getting late. And we are also grateful that the excavation went smoothly without the slightest obstacle.
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