Village Horror Stories Collection
Banyu Cravings Final Part

Next day. I was busy doing tracing in order to expand the road. I poked at the grass on the side of the road so that it could look clean and spacious. I do this job until the afternoon comes.

I saw the river was on high and it looked clear. I can imagine how cold the river is. I don't care anymore about cravings. All I thought about was the fresh taste of bathing in that river.

When finished working. I saw a mother who forbade her child to bathe in the river. Seeing that, of course I came closer.

“Just let Ma'am take a shower. After all, he can only bathe on the edges of the stone,”, I said, pointing to his place.

“Sorry I can't leave. Although being on the edge is still dangerous,” he replied while holding his son and away from me.

“Ha ha .. ouh Fadli .. There-there you are. Childhood people are allowed to bathe in the river, 'there is danger, ” said Yasin suddenly came laughing.

“Kan can be circumcised. Anyway brave just on the sidelines,” reply I reasoned.

“Stay only danger. A little care can be lost tuh child.”

“Halah ... most people here are afraid of children, Ehh, cravings ha ha...”

“This is if people have run out of words, which came out even mockery.”

“Gini by now. What if we challenge our friends. Dare not to bathe in the river. Can fit really water in really,” said I

“OK! who is afraid,” he replied.

•••••••

Thereafter. Yasin and I immediately went home and prepared the toiletries. Then tell the opposition to the others.

The fact that it happened, their reaction was beyond my expectations. They were all afraid to take a shower like this. They also say not to play games and not to talk. There will be angry people, they said. At that time I could only laugh at them with Yasin.

“Yasin! Come sooner hunt dusk,” call me excited.

“Former ja! I'm badudi nah. Handak nukar soap first (first time! I'll be followed. I want to buy soap first),” he replied.

"Huh .. You're this. All right, I'm ahead." I also left first.

Before going to the river. I stopped by to buy soap. “Buy the cheapest soap!” I said a little loud.

“Nih the cheapest,” he answered thrusting the soap I asked for.

“Be careful if you want to shower in the river. If you can just move around. Don't swim to the middle,”.

“Ha ha ha .. Jeez this Amang! I'm an adult Mang. I can't swim, I replied laughing and he just smiled.

Arriving at the trunk I was made to wonder because the water even rose to its surface. I was forced to throw a mouthful and soap up the stairs.

The trunk is a floor made of wood. This place is deliberately made by the government to facilitate access to the river. Usually this is in some places. People in this village usually call it the trunk.

Because I can't wait to run and throw myself. I was brave and dived here and there.

“Wahh .. fresh. It feels like my tired body is being wiped out by this cool feeling,” I said as I looked up.

At that time I even swam to the ground and saw the vision far ahead, but what I saw was silence. No ships passed. Even people who are active on the edge of the river do not exist.

My feet kept paddling to keep my head up on the surface. Because when in the middle I did not even feel the existence of the land below.t

Unlike when a little to the edge, I can still touch the bottom even though my face should I push up.

I don't know why .. I suddenly felt scared and horrified. My hair suddenly goosebumps, even though my body is still wet. At first glance I saw on the left side there was a black color like a head that was washed away by the current. I was shocked and immediately swam to the side. But, while continuing to swim, I accidentally saw it clearly. It turned out that it was just a drifting log.

“Astagfirullah! I guess the head. It was just wood! Basic is-just fine,” grutuku annoyed. Then swim to the edge.

*Brururukkk ...!

“Loh my eyes closed. And why my whole body is diving, my inner”.

I feel confused. It was silent for a moment to feel my whole body sink. I feel like my hands are trying to swim, get away from something. The body and legs are in rhythm. I also fell silent just to remember the previous events.

“Didn't I just swim to the edge. Then why did my whole body sink. and why ..”

I was shocked to realize everything. I'm sensing. Feeling how a pair of hands were hugging my body. Keep pulling into the mud.

I feel it too. Feeling how his long nails scratched my body.

I feel it too. Feeling on my back a gaping hole. It was as if pulling me in had to forcefully go inside.

I feel it too. Feeling how my whole body rebelled from the embrace of that creature. He kept pulling me into the mud pit.

I realized how my body moves without any brain commands at all. My body reacts faster to danger than my brain only erodes previous memories.

I've also realized it. Realizing I should have tried to save myself from this creature.

My brain and body are hard at the same time. The only thing I thought about was the way to save myself. The only way is to rebel.

“Akhhhhh ..!”

I screamed loudly, but all I heard in my ear was the noise of water. I was dancing again, but it was too late.

This time all I felt was my breath that could no longer hold any longer. Without me knowing either. My whole body is no longer in contact, there is only a limp droop.

This time my body gave up. But my mind was still trying to figure out how to save itself.

At that time I could hardly stand it anymore. My breathlessness was almost at its limit. The only thing I thought was regret.

“Cutting my words!” my inner.

“Cutting my words! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to challenge. I have realized that God created beings not only humans,” I said in my heart while regretting my actions.

Apart! That's all I feel next. No more hands hugging my body. No more sharp nails that feel like stabbing me. No more holes behind my back.

With the rest of the energy, I gave it all up to go up to the surface and back up to the trunk quickly. My breath felt like no air was entering my lungs. I kept breathing, that was all I had to do until I felt a little calm.

Calm. Well just my calm mind my whole body still feels painful. When I saw the river in front. The fear came back to me.

Run, run, run. That's all I think about. I'm getting out of that place. My mind kept telling me to run but my body had no energy. All I can do is walk slowly away.

“Woy brother! How about a shower,” say hello yasin while patting my shoulder.

At that time I just looked at her with a feeling of still being afraid and not replying to anything. All I thought about was going home and hiding at home. At first glance, I saw his face looking at me in wonder.

When I got home I immediately rested, but one of my friends forbade. “Fadli! Don't sleep, it's Ashar. Better to pray first and wait for Magrib to arrive,” call him to wake me who was a little asleep.

“A’ahh .. thank you,” I replied slowly.

He stared in wonder. “What's up? Did something happen?”

“A’ahh .. it's okay I'm fine.” I lied because it was impossible for me to tell him about it.

He looks unbelievable. "Emm .. okay. You'd better be wudhu." Pintanya.

"Yes sure. Thank you," I replied smiling. He smiled and nodded.

••••••••••

“Why are you guys on the storm all? What happened to Yasin?” my many.

“Yasin! He started yesterday afternoon not coming home. Do you see him, or know where he is?” back to asking.

I nodded and remembered it. “She's going to shower yesterday into the river. You remind? We invited you guys back then?” ask them again. Suddenly they saw me.

Seeing them makes me so down. “But .. maybe he is praying at dawn. So she's not home,” my eyes are staring at them expectantly.

My friend who forbids sleeping in the afternoon approached me. “She's been from yesterday not coming home, right after you came back. But I just kept quiet to make sure he knew he was coming home and picking up what was left behind. Then last night I asked her family, too, but she didn't come home. Until now he has not returned. His stuff still exists. That means there's just another possibility. He, may have drowned,” the answer was grim.

“That's impossible! reality is still vague. He could have gone somewhere else!” I argue, but they all can only be silent lethargic.

"We'll go ask this to the people later. Who knows if anyone has seen it" my friend replied. I just keep quiet.

••••••

When the morning starts to light. I made sure to go with them to the river. At that time amang warung was opening the stall, we also made the prihal.the answer was the same as me, namely bathing into the river.

We immediately went to the river, and we were all stunned. Sure enough, his mouthful and bath soap were still stuck there. We gave up hope immediately.

“Let's report this on RT sir and on other residents,” said my friend earlier while leaving with others.

I could only sit back and regret what I did. Why the last time we met I didn't tell him what I was going through. I should have been able to forbid him to bathe in the river after what I experienced. But why was I just silent at that time.

The people began to gather towards the river. Some of them have gone there.

My friends have asked permission not to work today to help with the search. The mothers there also gathered on the side of the road to talk about the incident.

I really felt the hardest hit among the others for the incident. Suddenly an offender named Haji Sabran approached me.

“Do you know anything about this incident? If you do know then just tell me the truth. We will definitely help,” he told me.

Mr. RT who was with him also said the same, but at that time I just kept quiet and nodded not telling everything. Because what I'm afraid of, if I told them probably no one would dare to throw themselves into the river.

It's been almost an hour of sweeping and finding nothing. Haji Sabran and Pak RT also came down. I'd love to come down to help, but the fear is still haunting.

Two hours have passed and still nothing. I was upset and then remembered. Remember the time where my place was pulled by that banyu ghost. Without a second thought I immediately threw myself in.

“Where, where, where ...” that's what I keep saying, keep walking looking for the hole that I want to put in by it.

Suddenly I stepped on something hard. I tried to grab it with my feet slowly. At that moment I was also slipping. Realizing that what I stepped on was a human face.  The face that may be none other than the face of my own friend Yasin. I felt his nose, eyes, mouth, and forehead.

“Please-please! Everyone please hurry here I step on his face!” loud shouting.

They immediately approached me by swimming and walking on the ground. Because at that time the water was receding. I was scared then, but I was more afraid that if I let go of my legs, we might never find them again.

At that time I tried to find her body with the other leg, but I found nothing. Plus mud soil around my footing as if to close it.

“Ogi! Quickly come here, others too,” call RT pack.

At that time no one told me to take my foot off the body. I'm sure they think the same.

“Quick Gi dive and fadli leg palpation. Is it right there,” said Haji Sabran.

“Do not remove. Let me dive in and make sure,” pinta Ogi looks at me firmly. Hearing that, I felt no fear from him in the slightest. From his eyes I saw, it seemed like he had gotten used to this horror.

I sensed how he felt the bottom of my feet, as he twisted the mud around. He soon returned to the surface.

“Really! His body is here. All I felt was his head. For his own body there is nothing,” he said.

“What do you mean by just his head?” my many.

“Most likely it's like that incident. An incident in which a part of his body was drowned on the ground, but this was more severe. All that is left is his face that looks up,” replied Ogi staring seriously.

“So what should we do Mr RT?” I just feel like crying.

He was silent for a moment. “At this time the water is still deep. It will definitely be difficult to lift it out of it, but we still have to try,” said mr. RT sympathizing.

“Come everyone let's get closer. Help me dig up the ground so I can easily lift her body!” call asking.

At once the people took turns helping together to save Yasin's body that was buried in the mud. They also said that a lifetime has never met this. Usually if there is a dead throat at least just dissolved carried away by the current. That's how they say it.

After trying for about half an hour we all managed to save Yasin's body so that it could be buried. Long enough, my feet never slipped from his face. Hj Finally. Sabran asked me to let go.

He said don't worry, they'll take care of him. Even so I was afraid to take it off. Afraid that we might suddenly lose it. But it also feels very scary for me to keep stepping on the face of my own friend in a state of corpse.

•••••••

His body was then taken by ambulance to his family home. My friend and I also helped to bury him.

After that incident. Every day I feel scared about what I am going through. Even always imagined in my mind over the events that almost took my life. I also had a week off from work because of a deep trauma.

All I know is one reason why I survived. It is asking God for protection and apologizing for my actions.

After repairing themselves. I also returned to work to continue the construction of roads in Anjir Serapat Village. Later that night, I also returned to spend the night in the house we rented together.

When you want to go to the breach to perform Isha Prayer. I heard the new guy who replaced Yasin was cool talking about the cravings he just heard.

“Weird as well yes myths that exist in this village. Banyu cravings, the ghost banyu ha ha ha. Where there is rich. Your friend who drowned was most also just a cramp, then accidentally even entered the cranium dug by children at low tide,” he said loudly disparaging.

I feel so bad hearing it. “Never underestimate anything if you yourself don't know how to handle it!” my words made him pause for a moment in wonder.

“Ha ha .. overcome what. That guy's just a myth, anyway it won't be-”

“I asked one thing! How do you save yourself from the arms of a pair of long-nailed hands very sharp, certainly easily poked the stomach to kill you. But he chose to pull you into a wide gaping hole.

How to solve it so that it can be safe?” I made him and the others.

“Forget it. In fact, we will all die in the mud like Yasin experienced,” my connection and then leave those who are still silent.

•••••••••••••

The next day while I was working I saw the children running to the river to bathe together. At that moment I shouted to tell them to wait.

“Do not bathe in the river. Wahinih banyunya in still (do not bathe in the river. Now the water is still in)!” my screams make them stand still.

I approached them. “If you want to shower at home,” my door.

“We only bathe on the edge of the receding area,” replied one of them.

“Begin only. I give each of you 2000 for shopping, as long as you do not bathe in the river at this time,” my door again.

“Good Mang!” yell them simultaneously.

Today I feel grateful to have survived that incident. I don't want any more victims like Yasin. Therefore, anyone who tries to underestimate, I will tell you how I experienced in order to make them aware.

Not that I want to scare, but want to say that we live always side by side with those we call subtle beings.

- Finishes