Village Horror Stories Collection
Banyu Cravings Part 1

...Chapters III...

...Banyu Cravings...

At that time my eyes were only on a foreman who kept talking about the next road project. Sometimes I look at the clock on his desk. It showed at 8:20.

“The next road project we will do in Anjir village Serapat Tengah. So prepare yourself for work tomorrow. For heavy equipment and road material problems there are already several there. Next will be sent in stages,” said the foreman to me and my friend as another representative.

“For tomorrow we have to do what Sir?” ask Yasin.

“Tomorrow you must clean up the weeds that are on the edge. To be clean and expandable, you can use heavy equipment that has been prepared there."

"Well. For lodging problems. Today, you can look for him in the village. You can rent a house for the next few days,”.

“Good Sir!” We simultaneously.

“Thank you Sir. Then we go first.” I asked permission. We also walked to the exit.

“One more thing,” he said surprised us.

“We are outsiders. So always be careful not to cause trouble. Appreciate everything there is. There are also many children, so while working always pay attention around,” his door looked seriously. We nodded and went out.

“Ha ha .. I think he wants to talk what, it turns out just be careful of the children,” I said after leaving the room.

“Ha ha .. same,” replied Yasin.

••••••••

Introduce my name Fadli. I'm a road-making heavy equipment operator. I am 23 years old now. This time I work to expand the road in Anjir Village Serapat Tengah with my friend Yasin. He's one year younger than me, even though we've been in the canal for a long time and have been good friends.

Not only Yasin some other workers will work there. Some of us are from Kapuas County and that includes me and Yasin. Today we had to find lodging in the village first. My representative and Yasin left earlier than the others.

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After that we also arrived at Anjir Village at 12.5 pm during the day. Because the road project started from that place, we immediately went to the local RT head to ask for permission to stay in his village.

“Our arrival here wants to do road work, also ask for permission to stay at one of the residents' houses that we will rent until completion of work,” said Yasin.

“Oh yes, it happens that near here there are places that can be rented. You can go see who has a home,” replied RT sir.

“Anu ... Where is it Sir?” my many.

Because at that time we were standing on the side of the road, Mr. RT also pointed to a Post that was far ahead.

“You go to the substation (pos). Well in the back of the substation there is a house that will be rented. Just ask people near it, later they will definitely tell.” he replied.

“Oh yes Sir thank you for letting me know,” Yasin said.

“You came from Kapuas huh?” ask RT sir.

“Iya, we are from there,” I replied with a smile.

He's nodding. “Then do not hesitate to join the gathering with the villagers here so that they can blend in. Usually many who gather to relax in the substation.”

“Iya Sir, it should be. If there is something later also do not hesitate sir to ask for our help,” replied Yasin easily.

When I heard that, I was a little upset. Because we are also busy and will definitely be tired, but I choose to be quiet.

Mr. RT then smiled. “Do not forget to always be careful in working, and also do not just talk if interacting with residents here an unusual conversation. Fear of hearing misunderstandings.”

Hearing that, of course, I don't really understand what that means. “What a bad guy we are, until warned so. We also certainly know not to do problems with the people of the village here,” I thought.

“Iya Sir, that's for sure. Then we go first,” replied Yasin.

We both immediately went to the place that was mentioned by Mr. RT earlier. When we got to the post we asked the person sitting there.

“Assalamu’alaikum Sir. Introduce my last name Yasin and this is my great friend Fadli (my name is Yasin and this is my friend Fadli),” said yasin to a man who may be in his 30s. He wears a white T-shirt and batapih (wearing a sarong) as well as a hajj kupiah (White peci).

“Wa’alaikumsalam. Ulun Agus,” he replied as he shook hands with both of us.

“We want to ask. Which house to rent is it?” ask Yasin.

“Oh it's my home,” reply.

“Pas once! Then we'll rent it for half a month,”.

“Iya Sir. If you know how many?” Ask Yasin.

“Kita ke rumah dulu untuk melihat tempatnya, sapa tau kalian malah tidak suka,” jawabnya.

After that we followed him and saw the place to be rented. Because the house is nice spacious and clean we also agreed to it. Luckily the owner was so good that we got it at a low price. No need to drag on we immediately called the others to immediately bring the necessary items to the house.

•••••••••••

The feeling of daytime heat is now changed into a warm atmosphere in the afternoon.

Some of the other fellow workers have all come. Yasin and I went to bed to rest and woke up at that time.

From the outside, we heard the fathers chatting and laughing in the front of the house we rented. The substation faced the road and when it fit once there was a fried seller who was shallow in front of him. Because hunger gnawed at the stomach, I immediately invited Yasin to go together and interact with the villagers.

“Mari Pak please take,” said Yasin while giving a lot of guring to share.

“Take a pack of everything to share together,”.

At that moment they looked happy and accepted happily. Some of them also asked where we came from. We also answer as is true.

“Teaching on 14 there are dead people lamas (he said in Km 14 there are people who drowned),” said one of the fathers was about to tell a story.

“Says 16-year-old teenager. It hasn't been home all day. Last seen want to take a river bath in the morning. Uh. .. It's not back home."

"His family also thought maybe after a shower go straight to school without telling, but when he waited until he returned home from school still did not return home until evening, but when he did not go home,” her storytelling makes us who hear curious.

“Kerna suspected, one of the families also tried to look around the river coast. Then instead find the anduk and soap still located on top of the stem. Seeing that of course they are aware that there is a possibility that their child drowned.”

“That surname pang kayappa, your tattoo is Julak Roni (then how, meet no Kaka Roni)?” ask Mr. Agus.

“Tomorrow, the residents also helped to search on the orders of local RT. Alhamdulillah only lasted a few hours, finally found tangled in the riverbank in Babatuan not far from his place,” replied the laxative Roni.

“That's why we have to be careful if bathing in the river, what else when banyu cravings(water cravings),” said Mr. Agus makes me and Yasin astonished.

“What do banyu cravings mean? not ... usually humans who can crave?” many wonder.

“That's a term we call at high tide not as usual. That is when the tide is deeper and high water rises to the land. That situation is very rare. Therefore, do not take a bath in the river when banyu cravings. Fear of drowning instead,” replied Mr. Agus explained.

"There are those who say also many cravings is a time when the water is very calm, not tidal and also not receding, the flow of water just stops. He said it rarely happens. Some people say it can happen about once a year," said the laxative Roni.

"really. There was one incident where an adult male bathed in such calm water. When he sowed himself. Suddenly he just vanished" said another adding to the tension.

“Indeed ... when there is a ghost waiting or how, how can it be so feared?” ask Yasin.

“Some people believe it. That at that time there are creatures that can drag us into the water and make their victims drown. Many have died in this river. We often call it the ghost of banyu (Water Ghost),” replied Mr. Agus explained, while the other residents also listened.

“It was just trust without clear proof or how?” my question confused him.

“Means?” the answer doesn't understand.

“Anu .. has anyone ever seen his creature clearly?” ask Yasin.

“For that problem no one has seen yet. Residents also sometimes guess that this banyu ghost has long nails, because in some cases the body of the victim is like scratched. But this is only uncertain news, if you can see the possibility he was in the water, and certainly will drown,” he replied seriously to make us both a little afraid.

Some of them at that time advised us to be careful when bathing. Some even intentionally scare. Hearing that, we just laughed.

“There-there is yes in this village, banyu cravings, ghost banyulah, the rich are so trusted. Though the truth alone is uncertain.” I whispered to Yasin.

“What exactly did you say. The reality may not be able to swim or her legs are cramped, as a result of which she drowned,” Yasin replied in a whisper.

“What else is just a teenager, he said earlier. I reckon. Because he was a teenager became too eager to swim and his legs even cramps. He also said that some of the victims were injured. Yes, most only tergoris twigs and wood. A lot of trash in the river,” my connection again underestimated. Yasin only laughed softly so that no one else would hear.

••••••••••

It doesn't feel like dusk has arrived. We were so cool to gather at the substation until we forgot that the day already wanted magrib. Yasin and I immediately went home and prepared to go to Langgar which was close to our house. But when I turned out that Yasin did not want to be lazy, he reasoned to pray at home.

The existing hangar in this village turned out to be very good even very clean. The children were very excited to pray together and it made me salute them. When they finished praying, they did not go home immediately and wait for the Isya Prayer to arrive while teaching. They are taught by teenagers here.

The teenagers they called the teacher turned out to be Dayat and As’ad. I see they are only around 18-19 years old. I sangaja stayed in the break for the circumcision prayer and heard them teach, just heard that my heart was cool until it did not feel when Isya had arrived.

After the Isya prayer is finished. I saw outside them like I was telling you about one interesting thing. Curious, I also came to greet those who were sitting chatting on the porch of the people's house. I heard they called Haji Sabran.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum Guru,” my sap tagged them.

They laugh. “Wa’alaikumsalam Guru,” reply they simultaneously make me laugh too.

“This is who's name?” I asked to point at the two teenagers near her who were younger. Maybe he's about 15.

“This is Pihan, this is Isar,” Dayat replied while pointing.

“Amun buhan pian badua nih know dah ulun. Here's Dayat, here's As’ad? (if you two know this I already know. It's Dayat and it's As’ad yes no)?” ask and they justify. Then I introduced myself too.

“I heard you guys were telling a story. What story is it?” my many.

“We are telling stories of dead people lamas (drowning dead),” replied As’ad.

“Tadi afternoon I also heard from the Fathers in the substation talking about the dead drowning. In my opinion, at most it just can't swim, or his legs are cramped. Where to have a banyu ghost at a time you call banyu cravings ha ha..” I laugh. They just remain silent in wonder.

“Like you this can also drown, although it can swim. What else is like Pihan and Isar. It must have been lost to the flow. From anywhere it is impossible to be explained by mystical things that clearly have no proof. What else did the people say his body was like dicakar ha ha .." I said.

"It is at least a twig or wood. Everything can be explained by science, such as cramped feet or at worst can not swim. So you don't have to believe that."

"I even bet. Later when I take a bath in the river and it's a lot of cravings or whatever. I'm sure nothing will happen. Well ... Your base this one like that is trusted.” I kept blabbering and laughing at them.

Seeing me babbling, they just stared at each other in wonder.

“We are not talking about teenagers or children. We're talking about an adult who's been missing for a day. Then found at low tide to show the surface of the ground. That's when, the person can be found because part of his body was pressed on the clay in a state of standing, and his head looked up, ” Dayat replied staring seriously

dumbfounded me.

“How can an adult put his own body into the ground in a state where almost part of his body is squeezed, and that only leaves the head to his chest,”.

“When found must be three people who pulled it out of the mud. Hiii .. Just imagine I've been goosebumps. He said his body was rich in nails that stuck on the board. His whole body is stiff,” said As’ad also confirmed. Pihan and Isar were horrified to hear it.

Hearing all of that, I was really scared and in disbelief. It felt like my body was goosebumps if I kept imagining. But they are younger than me. I feel prestige.

“Ha ha .. that's you guys see or people say. If it is true, there are also those who deliberately kill. Well, you guys do not believe too much,” I said continue to laugh, but they just kept quiet.

“Well whatever it is we still have to be careful. Because we live not alone yes 'kan,” replied As’ad.

“What does As’ad say. We should also not challenge such creatures. Because some of them do have the ability to kill humans,” Dayat said as if telling me.

“Haha .. yes-yes I know too. I want to go home hungry to eat.” I left them. I'm upset that I feel advised.

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