Candra Kirana
Candra Kirana

The land above the clouds that Kiran refers to is a sea of clouds that are evenly distributed around post four. Under the foot that climbed the slope of the mountain, those white cotton-like clumps stretched to the limit of the horizon. Form a giant mattress that seems very soft and comfortable to sleep on.

Kiran was always amazed when she reached her favorite location. The expanse of edelweiss in the legs, while the clouds are in front of the eyes. The cold air blew lightly, the mist thinned and the afternoon sun almost fell at its best position.

Heaven seemed to be in that place, and Kiran was not only enchanted, but hypnotized by the beauty of nature that was second to none. Kiran was amazed by what was caught by her eyes.

Furthermore, the mission must be carried out to relieve the tightness that squeezes from a few days ago. Kiran wanted to release her burden at that place by shouting as much as possible.

"Dodi .. I hate you!" Kiran's voice echoed for a while before disappearing in the wind.

"I hate Dodi …! I hate Dodi! Die you Dodol! What losers! Chapter1, anj*ng .. I swear you're not happy for life!"

The curse, the dirty swearing, the makian of an animal still sounded from Kiran's mouth. His emotions were spilled by cursing the sun that was shining beautifully in front of him. The light is real turning the white cloud expanse to orange red. A beautiful twilight that has not been broken by human hands.

"I hate you, Dodi!"

Finally the last word that comes out is only a whisper, as well as tears that pool in the corner of the eye. Not dripping because Kiran held him back, abstaining from crying over the young man who had already hurt him so much.

Surya and Septi appear when Kiran is done with her mission, which is to shout freely to curse her ex. The two companions smiled, Kiran must be strong in the face of her heartache.

The voice that sounded earlier when they were still down below showed all of Kiran's emotions had already spilled in place. Usually Kiran will improve after the extreme action ends.

Extreme? Yes, twice Kiran was alone on the mountain for a week to solve her heart problem. This time, Septi and Surya were just dropping off, probably accompanying him for a day. After the two of them returned from the peak, Kiran would be left alone.

Maybe Surya and Septi will go back up if Kiran needs additional logistics or ask for company. Their best friend is unique, and also a little strange. Always choose a mountain to melt the problem, like a hermit who needs peace to pray.

"Well, can you get a camp?" tanya Septi as soon as he arrived next to Kiran. Come enjoy the twilight that is almost lost eaten the limit of the horizon. "Are you okay, Ran?"

"Hm, that's it! There is a new land area of three tents, like someone who has just damaged nature to open a tent, they cut some small trees and also shrubs, there is a former campfire as well, he said, but a little bit of junk used instant noodles same bottle drinking."

"Huh, why there are still so many climbers who do not have brains acting like that!" gerutu Septi is upset. His move towards the place Kiran pointed to. "By the way you played say like a demon just now, do not wait for me with Surya. Not called either!"

Surya embraces Septi so as not to discuss it first. "Let's open the tent so get some rest, I'm hungry!"

With Surya, Septi cleaned up the mess left by who was there. All the trash is put in one big plastic bag to take down tomorrow.

Before long, two dome tents had already been set up, Septi started cooking in front of the tent. Surya collected the remaining traces of campfire wood that is still quite a lot, piled it in the same place so that it can be used to warm the body later tonight. Their prayers are only one, may it not rain.

Fog and bad weather mean nothing. The dark night shows the sky is getting brighter, the fog is thin and the air is not so cold. Kiran went into her tent and arranged the sleeping gear.

Kiran observed the coin she found this afternoon. If considered more carefully, the coin is not like a currency, there is no nominal listed. The round coin was more like the image of the moon, with some symbols that were fully circular and also small holes as hangers. Just like a pendant in the shape of a full moon.

Kiran's brain worked, she took the necklace off the small prussic strap she was wearing, then put the pendant on and hung it back around her neck. Not at all conspicuous, common like a necklace commonly used by adventurous young people lovers of nature.

Kiran looked back, her nape bristling suddenly. There was warm air being blown into his neck, like the blowing of someone from close range.

The girl ignored what she had just felt, she left the tent to help Septi cook. Fear of something mystical is not a characteristic of a Kiran.

"What cooking, Sep? Sorry if I was on a speed trip, but I swear I didn't hear your call."

"Jue rice cooking, our side dishes are many, stay angetin. What do you want to rendang opor?" ask Septi. "Sury's voice until it runs out because of your neriakin."

"That's a good kick, honey! Same fried sambel ati!" Surya initiative answered.

Kiran looked at Septi skeptically, "I'm seriously not hearing Surya's voice, Sep! I thought you were walking right behind me, because I heard your gasping breath!"

Time rolled quickly, a small bonfire accompanying the three of them for an hour. Until finally Septi and Surya decided to go into the tent to rest. Before three o'clock they both plan to climb to the top to hunt the sunrise.

Kiran was alone, in front of a tent, near a fire that was mostly embers. The fog began to thicken and the air also plunged to freezing point. Two groups of climbers who passed by were reluctant to stop by despite being offered free coffee by him.

"It looks like morning rame at the top!" kiran muttered to herself. His hands were deftly sorting out the burnt-out wood of yesterday and putting it on the increasingly smaller bonfire.

At two o'clock in the morning, Surya and Septi set off following the last climber who stopped briefly to rest near a campfire. Kiran should have gone to sleep, but the drowsiness never came, still remembered the former and the amount of pain left behind.

Enjoying solitude is Kiran's way of healing herself. It took at least five days to release his entire tired heart. He always thought mountains were the cure for all his pain. The cold, the sunyinya, the beauty .. all Kiran likes.

"Ehm .. Why daydream, Ma'am?" One figure of the climber emerged from below with a slight hunting breath. Standing not far from the campfire with a large black backpack. The dense fog slightly camouflaged his presence.

Kiran turned her head and smiled kindly, she really did not hear the sound of footsteps before the young man appeared. "Yes, going to the top now, Mom? Rame on top of the fun! There's three new troupes passing by."

"Don't know what to get to the top of anything .. a little tired," replied the young man set his breath. The drinking bottle was taken out after lowering the backpack, then the young man walked closer towards Kiran. "Rest here for a second, shall you?"

"Byeah, please! Are you alone?" kiran asked politely while observing the face of the young man who was estimated to be 25 years old.

It looks like a general adventurer, black red plaid flannel jacket, field pants with many pockets, trekking shoes, not to forget the bandana tied to the head, covering the ears.

Macho was the first impression Kiran had seen of the figure.

"Yes, alone, again. How many people?" point the young man at the tent previously occupied by Surya and Septi.

Kiran replied, "Oh, two of my friends have just boarded, understandably the mountain top sunrise hunter."

"Bak didn't come to the top? It is said that the view of the sunrise of this mountain is one of the most beautiful and best."

With a light coil Kiran replied, "Tomorrow perhaps, the peak will also not move anywhere, it has also peaked several times before."

The young man laughed while nodding his head. "Yes really. My name is Candra. Who's mamma?"

Kiran welcomed the young man's helping hand, feeling very cold in his tight-knit position. "Austria …."

They looked at each other for a moment. Kiran decided on the view first. He immediately saw the bonfire after his heartbeat suddenly soared twice as fast.

The young man's eyes ..Kiran could not explain, Kiran felt that there was something foreign, unusual and never met him in any man. The bead was as dark as soot, like a small, endless black passage in its bright light.

"Our names mean the same thing, how can they?" Candra pointed at the black cloudy sky that was sneezing the full moon behind it. A dim light shone on his face as he looked up.

"Month." They spoke together and returned with eyes. Kiran smiled, her hands reflexively rubbing against each other to ward off the cold.

"Cold huh? Want coffee?" ask Candra kindly. His two hands deftly took out the cooking equipment. Before long, two cups of black coffee were presented in front of them. "Let's still hot!"

Kiran picked up her glass, inhaling the aroma of coffee whose aroma was very unusual. Almost similar to the smell of pandanus, but half also smells of jasmine, or maybe ylang?

It's a little odd of all the coffee he ever drank. However, Kiran was curious and wanted to taste it immediately.

Kiran sipped one sip, then ....

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