EXPERIENCE OF A HORRIFED GRAVEDIGGERSI  

"I hold the souls buried headstone brother Hamid kebumikan that we just briefly earlier. Rotating Ligat my Thoughts." Aii .. waiting seems? Why? "Said Bakr, a good friend of mine who also equally be a grave digger in Bakri, Muar, Johor."There's nothing. Just look fabric ni, dah Lama dirty hit land," I argued, Cuba hide-Asak berasak cases come to a head.Let's go kat cottage ... Mandur boy conference. He ably chapter nak work, salary, overtime etc.. Mr. Dolah, the other fellows go dah dah, "added Bakr while shouldering a hoe and a bottle of water."Go first, I'll come," I replied and sat pensive.Fuel Sepeninggalan, I sat on the edge of the grave Abang Hamid. I pensive. There is one case that is being menyucuk-nyucuk my mind. Actually, he had long toyed in mind but now it is increasingly urgent.People crowded already behind, Munkar and Nakir already datangkah Questioning brother Hamid, my heart asked. They say, after seven steps we leave the tomb, then two angels will come to Questioning the dead. If good deeds during life, be happy. But if bergelumang with kemungkaran, prepared in season ...I am reminded of the story kononnya anyone clapped his ear to the grave and heard the sound of pounding feet on the tread. It is said that the story, it sounded too loose and the sound hentaman die screaming.Eee .... ferocious. Which seems such a wide Munkar and Nakir. Large a body, apparently garangkah or cloaked and maniskah face? If we dibelasahnya, of untold pain. If centipedes, jengking disepit come we are finished. Son can not run, kid can not complain, we bear the pain of seoranglah. Astaghfirullahal'azim ...I was again sitting on the edge of the grave melangu Abang Hamid. I was more youthful rake-rake. I am becoming more and pensive he raged and disruptive thoughts.Go ... go now! Johar, this is the time when Cuba kid. Comrades dah no, quickly, he whispered in my ear.My fingers twitched. Dah knees trembled when the first head is spinning flavor. I beristighfar several times mententeramkan impassioned soul, but it is getting stronger reverberating whisper in the ear.Fast, fast, fast! This is his time. Johar, what you waiting for? 'Kan kid you know so, do tercegat again. Are you scared? God, not subject to arrest, rather than be dead ...So dumb? Pain, loose tu mereng to death Never Take care, tu stories people. Whether yes or not. You are a young man, strong spirit, what scared kid. Johar fast, fast, cepaaaaat!Started lafaz Bismillah and invocation to the Prophet, I kept waking up and plunge into the grave next to the grave Abang Hamid. He had just dug because here, we usually have about 10 graves dug as inventory. Understandable because Bakri ni large area, if there are a lot of deaths once gus, taklah problems arise.I lay in the lahad and meratib, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah ...I closed my eyes, shivering look lahad wall in sight. The smell of the soil and the limited space inside lahad it caused me to really rumble.Munkar, Nakir, snakes, jengking, high flame roll, pus, blood and all seksaan ever heard rather than religious teachers imminent.I am also reminded of the strains of a female voice reading the Koran from a grave wrong here that I heard a few months ago. Screams, cries and the roar of the other tombs were heard on the nights after that also deserve invade the mind.Strange noises from the grave that actually rake-rake my soul to witness the natural state in Barzakh. The sound is crazy, which may be human nature to live across the Barzakh, but I want to also merasainya.LailahaillallahLailahaillallahLailahaillallahI kept meratib and meratib hinggalah suddenly the world became dark and a second later the sound resonates very scary.GGRUUMMM ... PPPRRAAAPPP!!Tanah Abang Hamid buried sudden moves. After that one side of the ground accompanied by the sound of his grave berganjak very menggerunkan."Yes ... what applies Allaaaaahhh this?" My quiver his deep sound came from two directions and meeting each other merapati. Tears flowed as if.GGGRRRRUUUMMM ...Tanah Abang Hamid engaged in grave himpit choke each other again. I shuddered to hear the sound of the dentumannya more powerful than the ground collapsed. Cuba menekup you indulge my ears with a sound that is not restrained bingit it, but my hand suddenly stiff ..I just wanted to jump out of the grave, so the foot was like nailed to the ground, unable to move due to too surprised.ARGGHKKK ... ERRRKKKKKKKSimilarly sounding voice of a man groaning. His voice was like he was holding severe pain but as insulated in kerongkong. I had no breath aimlessly, extreme fear.AARRKKK ... UUURRRKKGGH!!!I shivered when she moaned groaned again. Irresistible sympathy. I think I want to pull him out rather than continue squeezed, but my next layer of soil that is not only able to be penetrated.I was again lying with spotty breath when suddenly ... PPPR-RRAAPPPPP!!! ... sound board broke loose.PRRAAKK ... TTAAPP ... PRRAAPP!Pieces of the board in order pieces broken up and destroyed berkecai man quits with the muddy sound. Simultaneously, it also sounds temulang broken bones!My tears melt. At the heart when I say, maybe this is what the Prophet meant bahawa ground and wall tomb will choke body mengkufuri people of God until the dispute collarbone. Well, do not imagine the pain fairy man who was groaning it. Like my heart was about to torn and blood was dry when she heard moaning groaned and bone-fracture temulangnya marching.At the time I was stumped with what happened, suddenly the buzzing of a very powerful wind coming hit. Desingannya painful ear. Along with it too noisy storm, comes something like the black smoke, more and more enlarged and form a very big black institutions. In his hand was a bar of iron which was smoldering, glowing red.Suddenly the agency menghayun iron. I wonder dismissed, but as good as it touched the iron arm, I screamed in pain. Alas, the heat causes the skin of my hands is like tertianship and cook the meat."ARGGGHHHH" lagiiiii Do not hit me! "My body roared when it hit my foot.I dodged Cuba, but it still blows a stop to the target. How about to scream my uvula uprooted his deep warmth that iron burn my thigh meat."Arrgghhh ... sick, sakiiittt!!" I was wailing, but faint institutions big black eyes looked up it keeps menghayunkan hot iron to the head, feet, hands, body and my stomach.In the meantime, the soil in the grave next to keep moving himpit choke. Earth where I stand like a great bergegar hit by the earthquake.Man groaning sound and bone-like galloping temulangnya broken limb sekah, remains sound. In my heart wails, death to me wince again, I patahlah bone, I dibelasah renyuklah body with a hot iron.I scream, dismissed, dodge hinggalah suddenly I felt something very cool menyimbah to my body. Simultaneously, the organization lost somewhere dark and the sound of the earth and man groaned bergegar disappeared immediately. The atmosphere was quiet."... Johar Johar!" Faint my name was called.With some difficulty, I opened my eyes. But I do not Larat, too tired body. Berbalam someone face-fowl in the eye."Johar ... wake up, wake up!" My name was called again, shaken-shaken body.I am open your eyes a little. Ooo ... Fuel apparently. Pak Dollah Together, they lifted me out of the grave.After given water, fanned body, then I refreshed the original. Fuel tell, after a long wait in the lodge, he and Pak Dollah and Mandur looking for me to pay more money working period. Long search, finally he'll see me in the grave were bersilat alone."You are dismissed there, evasive here. Expires burial plot tu .. I take you mash water. Simbahlah I," Bakar said while showing baldi then uses laughter greeted his friends.I just smiled bargaining. Powerless I want to tell you what has been true for a while earlier, they do not believe undecided.After that incident I was stranded for several months due to full body with bruises. Maybe bruising because it hits the ground and kicked, probably also due to blow the hot iron. I also brought witches met to restore the spirit.Family and friends shook his head to hear my story. They scramble-take tell me to tell the frightening experience. There are converts, some are saying it distorted, devil toys, dreams and sheer delirium.Lantaklah what they said, but I am satisfied. Finally I have witnessed seksaan in the tomb. Equally there is what is seen it is the actual situation prevailing in nature or just a dream barzakh solely due meratib during sleep, that I was not the story.Which is the desire for natural menjengah it has tertunai.Events in the mid-1970s it has given conviction really deep in my heart. Surely the promise of GOD is true ... it's true ... Heaven OFF - HELL .... and it's true ... doom ... it also benarrrr grave ..... Hopefully GOD thank all our deeds and forgive our sins .... AMIN YA RABBAL A'LAMIN"I hold the souls buried headstone brother Hamid kebumikan that we just briefly earlier. Rotating Ligat my Thoughts." Aii .. waiting seems? Why? "Said Bakr, a good friend of mine who also equally be a grave digger in Bakri, Muar, Johor."There's nothing. Just look fabric ni, dah Lama dirty hit land," I argued, Cuba hide-Asak berasak cases come to a head.Let's go kat cottage ... Mandur boy conference. He ably chapter nak work, salary, overtime etc.. Mr. Dolah, the other fellows go dah dah, "added Bakr while shouldering a hoe and a bottle of water."Go first, I'll come," I replied and sat pensive.Fuel Sepeninggalan, I sat on the edge of the grave Abang Hamid. I pensive. There is one case that is being menyucuk-nyucuk my mind. Actually, he had long toyed in mind but now it is increasingly urgent.People crowded already behind, Munkar and Nakir already datangkah Questioning brother Hamid, my heart asked. They say, after seven steps we leave the tomb, then two angels will come to Questioning the dead. If good deeds during life, be happy. But if bergelumang with kemungkaran, prepared in season ...I am reminded of the story kononnya anyone clapped his ear to the grave and heard the sound of pounding feet on the tread. It is said that the story, it sounded too loose and the sound hentaman die screaming.Eee .... ferocious. Which seems such a wide Munkar and Nakir. Large a body, apparently garangkah or cloaked and maniskah face? If we dibelasahnya, of untold pain. If centipedes, jengking disepit come we are finished. Son can not run, kid can not complain, we bear the pain of seoranglah. Astaghfirullahal'azim ...I was again sitting on the edge of the grave melangu Abang Hamid. I was more youthful rake-rake. I am becoming more and pensive he raged and disruptive thoughts.Go ... go now! Johar, this is the time when Cuba kid. Comrades dah no, quickly, he whispered in my ear.My fingers twitched. Dah knees trembled when the first head is spinning flavor. I beristighfar several times mententeramkan impassioned soul, but it is getting stronger reverberating whisper in the ear.Fast, fast, fast! This is his time. Johar, what you waiting for? 'Kan kid you know so, do tercegat again. Are you scared? God, not subject to arrest, rather than be dead ...So dumb? Pain, loose tu mereng to death Never Take care, tu stories people. Whether yes or not. You are a young man, strong spirit, what scared kid. Johar fast, fast, cepaaaaat!Started lafaz Bismillah and invocation to the Prophet, I kept waking up and plunge into the grave next to the grave Abang Hamid. He had just dug because here, we usually have about 10 graves dug as inventory. Understandable because Bakri ni large area, if there are a lot of deaths once gus, taklah problems arise.I lay in the lahad and meratib, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah ...I closed my eyes, shivering look lahad wall in sight. The smell of the soil and the limited space inside lahad it caused me to really rumble.Munkar, Nakir, snakes, jengking, high flame roll, pus, blood and all seksaan ever heard rather than religious teachers imminent.I am also reminded of the strains of a female voice reading the Koran from a grave wrong here that I heard a few months ago. Screams, cries and the roar of the other tombs were heard on the nights after that also deserve invade the mind.Strange noises from the grave that actually rake-rake my soul to witness the natural state in Barzakh. The sound is crazy, which may be human nature to live across the Barzakh, but I want to also merasainya.LailahaillallahLailahaillallahLailahaillallahI kept meratib and meratib hinggalah suddenly the world became dark and a second later the sound resonates very scary.GGRUUMMM ... PPPRRAAAPPP!!Tanah Abang Hamid buried sudden moves. After that one side of the ground accompanied by the sound of his grave berganjak very menggerunkan."Yes ... what applies Allaaaaahhh this?" My quiver his deep sound came from two directions and meeting each other merapati. Tears flowed as if.GGGRRRRUUUMMM ...Tanah Abang Hamid engaged in grave himpit choke each other again. I shuddered to hear the sound of the dentumannya more powerful than the ground collapsed. Cuba menekup you indulge my ears with a sound that is not restrained bingit it, but my hand suddenly stiff ..I just wanted to jump out of the grave, so the foot was like nailed to the ground, unable to move due to too surprised.ARGGHKKK ... ERRRKKKKKKKSimilarly sounding voice of a man groaning. His voice was like he was holding severe pain but as insulated in kerongkong. I had no breath aimlessly, extreme fear.AARRKKK ... UUURRRKKGGH!!!I shivered when she moaned groaned again. Irresistible sympathy. I think I want to pull him out rather than continue squeezed, but my next layer of soil that is not only able to be penetrated.I was again lying with spotty breath when suddenly ... PPPR-RRAAPPPPP!!! ... sound board broke loose.PRRAAKK ... TTAAPP ... PRRAAPP!Pieces of the board in order pieces broken up and destroyed berkecai man quits with the muddy sound. Simultaneously, it also sounds temulang broken bones!My tears melt. At the heart when I say, maybe this is what the Prophet meant bahawa ground and wall tomb will choke body mengkufuri people of God until the dispute collarbone. Well, do not imagine the pain fairy man who was groaning it. Like my heart was about to torn and blood was dry when she heard moaning groaned and bone-fracture temulangnya marching.At the time I was stumped with what happened, suddenly the buzzing of a very powerful wind coming hit. Desingannya painful ear. Along with it too noisy storm, comes something like the black smoke, more and more enlarged and form a very big black institutions. In his hand was a bar of iron which was smoldering, glowing red.Suddenly the agency menghayun iron. I wonder dismissed, but as good as it touched the iron arm, I screamed in pain. Alas, the heat causes the skin of my hands is like tertianship and cook the meat."ARGGGHHHH" lagiiiii Do not hit me! "My body roared when it hit my foot.I dodged Cuba, but it still blows a stop to the target. How about to scream my uvula uprooted his deep warmth that iron burn my thigh meat."Arrgghhh ... sick, sakiiittt!!" I was wailing, but faint institutions big black eyes looked up it keeps menghayunkan hot iron to the head, feet, hands, body and my stomach.In the meantime, the soil in the grave next to keep moving himpit choke. Earth where I stand like a great bergegar hit by the earthquake.Man groaning sound and bone-like galloping temulangnya broken limb sekah, remains sound. In my heart wails, death to me wince again, I patahlah bone, I dibelasah renyuklah body with a hot iron.I scream, dismissed, dodge hinggalah suddenly I felt something very cool menyimbah to my body. Simultaneously, the organization lost somewhere dark and the sound of the earth and man groaned bergegar disappeared immediately. The atmosphere was quiet."... Johar Johar!" Faint my name was called.With some difficulty, I opened my eyes. But I do not Larat, too tired body. Berbalam someone face-fowl in the eye."Johar ... wake up, wake up!" My name was called again, shaken-shaken body.I am open your eyes a little. Ooo ... Fuel apparently. Pak Dollah Together, they lifted me out of the grave.After given water, fanned body, then I refreshed the original. Fuel tell, after a long wait in the lodge, he and Pak Dollah and Mandur looking for me to pay more money working period. Long search, finally he'll see me in the grave were bersilat alone."You are dismissed there, evasive here. Expires burial plot tu .. I take you mash water. Simbahlah I," Bakar said while showing baldi then uses laughter greeted his friends.I just smiled bargaining. Powerless I want to tell you what has been true for a while earlier, they do not believe undecided.After that incident I was stranded for several months due to full body with bruises. Maybe bruising because it hits the ground and kicked, probably also due to blow the hot iron. I also brought witches met to restore the spirit.Family and friends shook his head to hear my story. They scramble-take tell me to tell the frightening experience. There are converts, some are saying it distorted, devil toys, dreams and sheer delirium.Lantaklah what they said, but I am satisfied. Finally I have witnessed seksaan in the tomb. Equally there is what is seen it is the actual situation prevailing in nature or just a dream barzakh solely due meratib during sleep, that I was not the story.Which is the desire for natural menjengah it has tertunai.Events in the mid-1970s it has given conviction really deep in my heart. Surely the promise of GOD is true ... it's true ... Heaven OFF - HELL .... and it's true ... doom ... it also benarrrr grave ..... Hopefully GOD thank all our deeds and forgive our sins .... AMIN YA RABBAL A'LAMIN"I hold the souls buried headstone brother Hamid kebumikan that we just briefly earlier. Rotating Ligat my Thoughts." Aii .. waiting seems? Why? "Said Bakr, a good friend of mine who also equally be a grave digger in Bakri, Muar, Johor."There's nothing. Just look fabric ni, dah Lama dirty hit land," I argued, Cuba hide-Asak berasak cases come to a head.Let's go kat cottage ... Mandur boy conference. He ably chapter nak work, salary, overtime etc.. Mr. Dolah, the other fellows go dah dah, "added Bakr while shouldering a hoe and a bottle of water."Go first, I'll come," I replied and sat pensive.Fuel Sepeninggalan, I sat on the edge of the grave Abang Hamid. I pensive. There is one case that is being menyucuk-nyucuk my mind. Actually, he had long toyed in mind but now it is increasingly urgent.People crowded already behind, Munkar and Nakir already datangkah Questioning brother Hamid, my heart asked. They say, after seven steps we leave the tomb, then two angels will come to Questioning the dead. If good deeds during life, be happy. But if bergelumang with kemungkaran, prepared in season ...I am reminded of the story kononnya anyone clapped his ear to the grave and heard the sound of pounding feet on the tread. It is said that the story, it sounded too loose and the sound hentaman die screaming.Eee .... ferocious. Which seems such a wide Munkar and Nakir. Large a body, apparently garangkah or cloaked and maniskah face? If we dibelasahnya, of untold pain. If centipedes, jengking disepit come we are finished. Son can not run, kid can not complain, we bear the pain of seoranglah. Astaghfirullahal'azim ...I was again sitting on the edge of the grave melangu Abang Hamid. I was more youthful rake-rake. I am becoming more and pensive he raged and disruptive thoughts.Go ... go now! Johar, this is the time when Cuba kid. Comrades dah no, quickly, he whispered in my ear.My fingers twitched. Dah knees trembled when the first head is spinning flavor. I beristighfar several times mententeramkan impassioned soul, but it is getting stronger reverberating whisper in the ear.Fast, fast, fast! This is his time. Johar, what you waiting for? 'Kan kid you know so, do tercegat again. Are you scared? God, not subject to arrest, rather than be dead ...So dumb? Pain, loose tu mereng to death Never Take care, tu stories people. Whether yes or not. You are a young man, strong spirit, what scared kid. Johar fast, fast, cepaaaaat!Started lafaz Bismillah and invocation to the Prophet, I kept waking up and plunge into the grave next to the grave Abang Hamid. He had just dug because here, we usually have about 10 graves dug as inventory. Understandable because Bakri ni large area, if there are a lot of deaths once gus, taklah problems arise.I lay in the lahad and meratib, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah ...I closed my eyes, shivering look lahad wall in sight. The smell of the soil and the limited space inside lahad it caused me to really rumble.Munkar, Nakir, snakes, jengking, high flame roll, pus, blood and all seksaan ever heard rather than religious teachers imminent.I am also reminded of the strains of a female voice reading the Koran from a grave wrong here that I heard a few months ago. Screams, cries and the roar of the other tombs were heard on the nights after that also deserve invade the mind.Strange noises from the grave that actually rake-rake my soul to witness the natural state in Barzakh. The sound is crazy, which may be human nature to live across the Barzakh, but I want to also merasainya.LailahaillallahLailahaillallahLailahaillallahI kept meratib and meratib hinggalah suddenly the world became dark and a second later the sound resonates very scary.GGRUUMMM ... PPPRRAAAPPP!!Tanah Abang Hamid buried sudden moves. After that one side of the ground accompanied by the sound of his grave berganjak very menggerunkan."Yes ... what applies Allaaaaahhh this?" My quiver his deep sound came from two directions and meeting each other merapati. Tears flowed as if.GGGRRRRUUUMMM ...Tanah Abang Hamid engaged in grave himpit choke each other again. I shuddered to hear the sound of the dentumannya more powerful than the ground collapsed. Cuba menekup you indulge my ears with a sound that is not restrained bingit it, but my hand suddenly stiff ..I just wanted to jump out of the grave, so the foot was like nailed to the ground, unable to move due to too surprised.ARGGHKKK ... ERRRKKKKKKKSimilarly sounding voice of a man groaning. His voice was like he was holding severe pain but as insulated in kerongkong. I had no breath aimlessly, extreme fear.AARRKKK ... UUURRRKKGGH!!!I shivered when she moaned groaned again. Irresistible sympathy. I think I want to pull him out rather than continue squeezed, but my next layer of soil that is not only able to be penetrated.I was again lying with spotty breath when suddenly ... PPPR-RRAAPPPPP!!! ... sound board broke loose.PRRAAKK ... TTAAPP ... PRRAAPP!Pieces of the board in order pieces broken up and destroyed berkecai man quits with the muddy sound. Simultaneously, it also sounds temulang broken bones!My tears melt. At the heart when I say, maybe this is what the Prophet meant bahawa ground and wall tomb will choke body mengkufuri people of God until the dispute collarbone. Well, do not imagine the pain fairy man who was groaning it. Like my heart was about to torn and blood was dry when she heard moaning groaned and bone-fracture temulangnya marching.At the time I was stumped with what happened, suddenly the buzzing of a very powerful wind coming hit. Desingannya painful ear. Along with it too noisy storm, comes something like the black smoke, more and more enlarged and form a very big black institutions. In his hand was a bar of iron which was smoldering, glowing red.Suddenly the agency menghayun iron. I wonder dismissed, but as good as it touched the iron arm, I screamed in pain. Alas, the heat causes the skin of my hands is like tertianship and cook the meat."ARGGGHHHH" lagiiiii Do not hit me! "My body roared when it hit my foot.I dodged Cuba, but it still blows a stop to the target. How about to scream my uvula uprooted his deep warmth that iron burn my thigh meat."Arrgghhh ... sick, sakiiittt!!" I was wailing, but faint institutions big black eyes looked up it keeps menghayunkan hot iron to the head, feet, hands, body and my stomach.In the meantime, the soil in the grave next to keep moving himpit choke. Earth where I stand like a great bergegar hit by the earthquake.Man groaning sound and bone-like galloping temulangnya broken limb sekah, remains sound. In my heart wails, death to me wince again, I patahlah bone, I dibelasah renyuklah body with a hot iron.I scream, dismissed, dodge hinggalah suddenly I felt something very cool menyimbah to my body. Simultaneously, the organization lost somewhere dark and the sound of the earth and man groaned bergegar disappeared immediately. The atmosphere was quiet."... Johar Johar!" Faint my name was called.With some difficulty, I opened my eyes. But I do not Larat, too tired body. Berbalam someone face-fowl in the eye."Johar ... wake up, wake up!" My name was called again, shaken-shaken body.I am open your eyes a little. Ooo ... Fuel apparently. Pak Dollah Together, they lifted me out of the grave.After given water, fanned body, then I refreshed the original. Fuel tell, after a long wait in the lodge, he and Pak Dollah and Mandur looking for me to pay more money working period. Long search, finally he'll see me in the grave were bersilat alone."You are dismissed there, evasive here. Expires burial plot tu .. I take you mash water. Simbahlah I," Bakar said while showing baldi then uses laughter greeted his friends.I just smiled bargaining. Powerless I want to tell you what has been true for a while earlier, they do not believe undecided.After that incident I was stranded for several months due to full body with bruises. Maybe bruising because it hits the ground and kicked, probably also due to blow the hot iron. I also brought witches met to restore the spirit.Family and friends shook his head to hear my story. They scramble-take tell me to tell the frightening experience. There are converts, some are saying it distorted, devil toys, dreams and sheer delirium.Lantaklah what they said, but I am satisfied. Finally I have witnessed seksaan in the tomb. Equally there is what is seen it is the actual situation prevailing in nature or just a dream barzakh solely due meratib during sleep, that I was not the story.Which is the desire for natural menjengah it has tertunai.Events in the mid-1970s it has given conviction really deep in my heart. Surely the promise of GOD is true ... it's true ... Heaven OFF - HELL .... and it's true ... doom ... it also benarrrr grave ..... Hopefully GOD thank all our deeds and forgive our sins .... AMIN YA RABBAL A'LAMIN"I hold the souls buried headstone brother Hamid kebumikan that we just briefly earlier. Rotating Ligat my Thoughts." Aii .. waiting seems? Why? "Said Bakr, a good friend of mine who also equally be a grave digger in Bakri, Muar, Johor."There's nothing. Just look fabric ni, dah Lama dirty hit land," I argued, Cuba hide-Asak berasak cases come to a head.Let's go kat cottage ... Mandur boy conference. He ably chapter nak work, salary, overtime etc.. Mr. Dolah, the other fellows go dah dah, "added Bakr while shouldering a hoe and a bottle of water."Go first, I'll come," I replied and sat pensive.Fuel Sepeninggalan, I sat on the edge of the grave Abang Hamid. I pensive. There is one case that is being menyucuk-nyucuk my mind. Actually, he had long toyed in mind but now it is increasingly urgent.People crowded already behind, Munkar and Nakir already datangkah Questioning brother Hamid, my heart asked. They say, after seven steps we leave the tomb, then two angels will come to Questioning the dead. If good deeds during life, be happy. But if bergelumang with kemungkaran, prepared in season ...I am reminded of the story kononnya anyone clapped his ear to the grave and heard the sound of pounding feet on the tread. It is said that the story, it sounded too loose and the sound hentaman die screaming.Eee .... ferocious. Which seems such a wide Munkar and Nakir. Large a body, apparently garangkah or cloaked and maniskah face? If we dibelasahnya, of untold pain. If centipedes, jengking disepit come we are finished. Son can not run, kid can not complain, we bear the pain of seoranglah. Astaghfirullahal'azim ...I was again sitting on the edge of the grave melangu Abang Hamid. I was more youthful rake-rake. I am becoming more and pensive he raged and disruptive thoughts.Go ... go now! Johar, this is the time when Cuba kid. Comrades dah no, quickly, he whispered in my ear.My fingers twitched. Dah knees trembled when the first head is spinning flavor. I beristighfar several times mententeramkan impassioned soul, but it is getting stronger reverberating whisper in the ear.Fast, fast, fast! This is his time. Johar, what you waiting for? 'Kan kid you know so, do tercegat again. Are you scared? God, not subject to arrest, rather than be dead ...So dumb? Pain, loose tu mereng to death Never Take care, tu stories people. Whether yes or not. You are a young man, strong spirit, what scared kid. Johar fast, fast, cepaaaaat!Started lafaz Bismillah and invocation to the Prophet, I kept waking up and plunge into the grave next to the grave Abang Hamid. He had just dug because here, we usually have about 10 graves dug as inventory. Understandable because Bakri ni large area, if there are a lot of deaths once gus, taklah problems arise.I lay in the lahad and meratib, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah, lailahaillallah ...I closed my eyes, shivering look lahad wall in sight. The smell of the soil and the limited space inside lahad it caused me to really rumble.Munkar, Nakir, snakes, jengking, high flame roll, pus, blood and all seksaan ever heard rather than religious teachers imminent.I am also reminded of the strains of a female voice reading the Koran from a grave wrong here that I heard a few months ago. Screams, cries and the roar of the other tombs were heard on the nights after that also deserve invade the mind.Strange noises from the grave that actually rake-rake my soul to witness the natural state in Barzakh. The sound is crazy, which may be human nature to live across the Barzakh, but I want to also merasainya.LailahaillallahLailahaillallahLailahaillallahI kept meratib and meratib hinggalah suddenly the world became dark and a second later the sound resonates very scary.GGRUUMMM ... PPPRRAAAPPP!!Tanah Abang Hamid buried sudden moves. After that one side of the ground accompanied by the sound of his grave berganjak very menggerunkan."Yes ... what applies Allaaaaahhh this?" My quiver his deep sound came from two directions and meeting each other merapati. Tears flowed as if.GGGRRRRUUUMMM ...Tanah Abang Hamid engaged in grave himpit choke each other again. I shuddered to hear the sound of the dentumannya more powerful than the ground collapsed. Cuba menekup you indulge my ears with a sound that is not restrained bingit it, but my hand suddenly stiff ..I just wanted to jump out of the grave, so the foot was like nailed to the ground, unable to move due to too surprised.ARGGHKKK ... ERRRKKKKKKKSimilarly sounding voice of a man groaning. His voice was like he was holding severe pain but as insulated in kerongkong. I had no breath aimlessly, extreme fear.AARRKKK ... UUURRRKKGGH!!!I shivered when she moaned groaned again. Irresistible sympathy. I think I want to pull him out rather than continue squeezed, but my next layer of soil that is not only able to be penetrated.I was again lying with spotty breath when suddenly ... PPPR-RRAAPPPPP!!! ... sound board broke loose.PRRAAKK ... TTAAPP ... PRRAAPP!Pieces of the board in order pieces broken up and destroyed berkecai man quits with the muddy sound. Simultaneously, it also sounds temulang broken bones!My tears melt. At the heart when I say, maybe this is what the Prophet meant bahawa ground and wall tomb will choke body mengkufuri people of God until the dispute collarbone. Well, do not imagine the pain fairy man who was groaning it. Like my heart was about to torn and blood was dry when she heard moaning groaned and bone-fracture temulangnya marching.At the time I was stumped with what happened, suddenly the buzzing of a very powerful wind coming hit. Desingannya painful ear. Along with it too noisy storm, comes something like the black smoke, more and more enlarged and form a very big black institutions. In his hand was a bar of iron which was smoldering, glowing red.Suddenly the agency menghayun iron. I wonder dismissed, but as good as it touched the iron arm, I screamed in pain. Alas, the heat causes the skin of my hands is like tertianship and cook the meat."ARGGGHHHH" lagiiiii Do not hit me! "My body roared when it hit my foot.I dodged Cuba, but it still blows a stop to the target. How about to scream my uvula uprooted his deep warmth that iron burn my thigh meat."Arrgghhh ... sick, sakiiittt!!" I was wailing, but faint institutions big black eyes looked up it keeps menghayunkan hot iron to the head, feet, hands, body and my stomach.In the meantime, the soil in the grave next to keep moving himpit choke. Earth where I stand like a great bergegar hit by the earthquake.Man groaning sound and bone-like galloping temulangnya broken limb sekah, remains sound. In my heart wails, death to me wince again, I patahlah bone, I dibelasah renyuklah body with a hot iron.I scream, dismissed, dodge hinggalah suddenly I felt something very cool menyimbah to my body. Simultaneously, the organization lost somewhere dark and the sound of the earth and man groaned bergegar disappeared immediately. The atmosphere was quiet."... Johar Johar!" Faint my name was called.With some difficulty, I opened my eyes. But I do not Larat, too tired body. Berbalam someone face-fowl in the eye."Johar ... wake up, wake up!" My name was called again, shaken-shaken body.I am open your eyes a little. Ooo ... Fuel apparently. Pak Dollah Together, they lifted me out of the grave.After given water, fanned body, then I refreshed the original. Fuel tell, after a long wait in the lodge, he and Pak Dollah and Mandur looking for me to pay more money working period. Long search, finally he'll see me in the grave were bersilat alone."You are dismissed there, evasive here. Expires burial plot tu .. I take you mash water. Simbahlah I," Bakar said while showing baldi then uses laughter greeted his friends.I just smiled bargaining. Powerless I want to tell you what has been true for a while earlier, they do not believe undecided.After that incident I was stranded for several months due to full body with bruises. Maybe bruising because it hits the ground and kicked, probably also due to blow the hot iron. I also brought witches met to restore the spirit.Family and friends shook his head to hear my story. They scramble-take tell me to tell the frightening experience. There are converts, some are saying it distorted, devil toys, dreams and sheer delirium.Lantaklah what they said, but I am satisfied. Finally I have witnessed seksaan in the tomb. Equally there is what is seen it is the actual situation prevailing in nature or just a dream barzakh solely due meratib during sleep, that I was not the story.Which is the desire for natural menjengah it has tertunai.Events in the mid-1970s it has given conviction really deep in my heart. Surely the promise of GOD is true ... it's true ... Heaven OFF - HELL .... and it's true ... doom ... it also benarrrr grave ..... Hopefully GOD thank all our deeds and forgive our sins .... AMIN YA RABBAL A'LAMIN