Candra Kirana
Mystical News

Kiran sneaks out of the boarding house when Septi naps, with no strings attached. After taking the medicine, his body heat decreased so that Kiran was desperate to find the truth of her dream. To satisfy his curiosity, Kiran immediately went in search of a vehicle that would take him to the mountainside.

As Kiran recalls, Candra's house can be accessed by motor vehicle. Kiran will search for local ojek after getting information around the climbing post.

Finally, Mbah Wiro who invited him to talk was one of the people who knew the location of the village where Candra lived. The old man also felt familiar with Mr. Subarkah.

Kiran did not bring any climbing gear, she just wore a casual out shirt covered in a jacket, her intention only to pay a short visit to Candra's house to ensure the similarity of the punden next to Candra's house to the one she saw in the dream.

Created as a curious human child actually disliked Kiran, but what is the power? Self-control to find answers sometimes can not be delayed for a moment.

Not just a pundent, Kiran felt the married man seen in her dream was somewhat similar to Candra. Their tall postures and firm jaws looked the same, even with their hair and nose.

Kiran did not dare to make a guess that the man in her dream had a connection with Candra, because Candra said her father was Mr. Subarkah, while her mother had not existed for a long time.

Kiran's trip to the climbing post is not up to two hours. The mountaineer monitoring post is now in sight. It was very crowded on Sunday afternoon.

Kiran did not report because the goal was not to climb the mountain. Kiran chose to go to the house of the residents closest to the climbing post. A house with a small shop on the side of the road. Kiran bought a bottle of mineral water and two packs of bread, which stale at the shop owner before further chatting.

"Mas, Subarkah sir's house is far from here?" ask Kiran enthusiastically. The shopkeeper was young and quite friendly, so Kiran was not too shy to ask a lot.

"Which Subarah, Ma'am?"

"Ehm, that's the caretaker!" kiran replied with a sweet smile.

The stall guard youth stared at Kiran unblinkingly for a long time, looking up and down to make Kiran feel uneasy. "Oh this mbak is going to the house of Mr. Subar Kuncen?"

"You can say that, but not from here? Where do you find ojek, Mas?"

The expression of the young man inside the stall suddenly changed and Kiran noticed it. It's just that Kiran pretended to be insensitive, her goal of coming to the stall was indeed to search for information.

"Serious people going there? Same who?" The young man reached out, giving Kiran some change.

"Yes I want to go there, find the ojek where? Tumben front of the checkpoint no resident should be able to leave!" Kiran is looking for one or two people who usually offer ojek services for climbers who have just gone down the mountain.

"I also narik ojek, Ma'am! I can anter mbak to there, but if later not mate the same budgennya do not be disappointed ya! You alone?"

Kiran frowned, "What do you mean, Mas? I'm alone."

"Only certain people with certain interests can visit Mr. Subar's house. If there is no soul mate usually his house is difficult to find, but if the soul mate .. one time direct way until the village does not use stray events!" obviously the young man with a face full of mystery.

Kiran could not be lied to by such strange and illogical reasons. "Loh mas right residents here, already memorized the way to the house, still might be stray too?"

"It's up to me to believe anything, I'm not just one stray. But I also not only once can enter the village, there is a mystical veil that can not be passed just anyone, Ma'am!"

Kiran is getting dizzy with the explanation of the shop keeper. “Trus if for example I am not a match so the guest sir Subarkah how?"

"OK I agree, the conditions for a visit to the pigeon shop, Mas?" ask Kiran not understand.

"Yes," replied the shopkeeper while leaving Kiran who was still not satisfied asking.

The slope air was not too cold, a thin fog blew like smoke paraded by the wind. Kiran waited while thinking about her dream and also Candra.

If only his girlfriend's house was not in the countryside, maybe Kiran could be easier to find it without the hassle of this. Unfortunately again, Kiran forgot which road they passed through the south side of the mountain.

"You really are a troublesome girlfriend, Can!" murmured Kiran while wearing gloves and wearing a head covering in anticipation of the change in air temperature.

"Bak bring a raincoat?" ask the guard who appeared from the door. It is complete with jackets, shoes, gloves and also mountain skullcaps. "We do not know how long it will be in the village demit, so you should have food reserves as well."

"Bring." Adventurous raincoat is one of the equipment that Kiran always carries in the daypack. The bread and water that Kiran had just bought in the stall was enough as an addition, but in the backpack there were also two biscuits and milk boxes.

Kiran was sure her journey would not be as complicated as the young man had said. Kiran had met Mr. Subarkah, there was no way that the caretaker who was also Candra's father refused his presence by misleading him on the street.

"Yes have left now just let's not be late, I don't want to meet memedi on the road!"

"The last time you talked about ghosts!" kiran protests. If the young man's intention was specifically to scare him, it was clearly the wrong address. "Demitlah village .. sort out!"

"Pak Subar and three other buds do live in the demit village, Ma'am! As soon as we called it, they were mysterious for not accepting guests carelessly. Why would you want to go there anyway? I'm sorry if I asked so many questions!" The young man noticed Kiran once more before giving her a single stalk of mecca.

"The son of Mr. Subarkah is my friend!" Kiran received the flower with narrowed eyes, "What's it?"

"Kantongin, Ma'am! The smell of the flower that will smell the same bud, I have said, right if those who live there choose their own guests? Good luck to you! By the way, Mr. Subar has a child, right? What's his name, Mommy? I don't even know!"

Oh, my God, is it that complicated if Kiran wants to go to her boyfriend's house? It is unexpected what Candra ever said that her house is difficult to find it is real.

Kiran snorted in annoyance, the taxi driver felt too curious about his personal affairs. "We're leaving now, Mom!"

With a complicated smile, the young shopkeeper who was the carpenter nodded. He did not have the right to prevent his passengers from going to the demit village. A village where people worship to seek wealth, or other deities related to the devil.

The young man regretted that a girl as sweet as Kiran had to be involved with something that smelled of pleasure. Because when viewed in appearance, Kiran is not like women who lack money.

Maybe it's true that Kiran is a friend of Mr. Subar's son. But since when did the pigeon have another child? Or his son who was reported missing ten years ago was back from working as a TKI?

While rumors circulating that the handsome bachelor in the pigeon house is not a human, not the son of Subar sir, but a punden pocong who likens himself as a young man.

Unfortunately, until now no one has been able to prove the truth of the mystical news.

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