DESTINY LOVE MAYANG
#DESTINY LOVE MAYANG# PART 31

🍃 Mount Semeru🍃

30 Minutes is enough to rest, relieve fatigue, thirst and hunger.

The journey to post 3 normally takes about 45 minutes.

The same route when climbing from post 1 to post 2, but this time what distinguishes the journey from post 2 to post 3 is the route that is slightly long and twisted.

After a long journey from post 2 to post 3, we finally arrived at post 3. This is where we prepare physically and mentally towards post 3 whose route is very steep and steep.

Filling the energy by cooking makeshift supplies, do not forget to pray when the time comes to carry out the obligations as Muslims. Like the previous moments, if it was time to rest after reaching the post, Radhif will always be there for me, giving me a drink and a bag of bread he brought, not forgetting to invite me and Niar to prayer.

With prayer we will feel closer and protected by the Khalik, and can find the whereabouts of Radhit's brother. Although tired and tired, but our spirit to do the search is not broken until there.

Armed with prayers and provisions sober we also continue the journey to post 4.

When resting at post 3 earlier, Radhif made me ready-to-eat food that he brought as provisions.

I often eat it, because Dad is a member of TNI AD, such food often brought home. The homesickness also burst into my chest cavity, missing Mom. Fortunately there was a Gilang mas who accompanied me at a time like this.

My eldest brother who is the successor figure of the late father. Wise, firm and disciplined.

However, his heart is very soft and loving.Thankful I am surrounded by people who love me very much.

"Sir, at rest do not daydream. If you want to talk or have a chat just tell me, I am ready to listen to your complaints," Radhif said on the sidelines of the trip to post 4.

"I.iya Brother. There's nothing I'm thinking about. Just remembering the old days I climbed with Radhit's sister," I said softly withstanding the deep sadness.

This climb, reopens the memory of my togetherness when I became a new member of HIMAPALA campus. My first ascent and probably my last ascent with my loved ones.

But negative thinking I was far away, trying to be heartened, hoping that Radhit's brother will be found alive. The final seconds of the route or climbing route from post 3 to post 4 look beautiful scenery, very spoil the eyes of the climbers.

Still vividly remembered at that time, Radhit took the moment with the new members of HIMAPALA, and it was also the first time the two of us took a picture together. It is a beautiful moment and a sweet memory that will never be forgotten.

Arriving at post 4, this fatigue is lost when you see the beautiful scenery in the area of Ranu Kumbolo or Lake Ranu.

We decided to spend the night in Ranu Kumbolo, making a tent right in the basin of two hills. With the goal when the dawn rises in the morning, it will look amazingly beautiful scenery, when ordinary sunlight shines on the water of Lake Ranu.

When on Mount Semeru and in suguhi beautiful scenery of Lake Ranu indirectly able to give strength to climbers to be more excited to reach the top of Mahameru.

Tonight the members of the Gilang mas and Kak Radhif cooked rations and coffee as our dinner, while the SAR team members and volunteers cooked the rice and noodles they brought. That night the lake ranu bright without fog or black clouds. The moonlight was so beautiful, the air felt beautiful biting the bones.

Radhif brought me a glass of ginger tea and a rice ration for my dinner.

Along with the Gilang mas who brought me a boiled supermi and a glass of water.

"Eh..Who are you making tea and rice rations that you brought Dif?" ask Gilang to his leteng.

With a faint smile, Brother Gilang said, "Make Mayang, you were busy behind the cooked Niar deketin. That's why I brought this food for your sister, if there's anything, I'm affected too."

"So seriously that's for Mayang?" added mas Gilang did not believe. Radhif nodded as he turned away leaving a Gilang mas still holding rice and a glass of water. Radhif walked towards me who had been sitting in front of the tent. Staring at the bright sky full of starlight scattered in the sky.

For a moment, Radhif crouched down and offered me tea and a can of rations of rice, "Nih.

Radhif's words were short but deep, imprinting in my heart.

Deep down I justify every word that comes from him.

'You are very wise, brother, just like Radhit, ' I whispered in my heart. Radhif's brother accompanied me while listening to the sholawat chants from his HP. After eating my endless night rations I ate, I sipped ginger tea brought by Radhif.

"Such a ginger tea. This is Radhif's brother who made it?" ask me while looking at

its direction.

"Yes, special ginger tea is for my best friend's sister" Radhif said meaningfully.

Tonight was very cold, even though I was wearing socks and gloves, my body was still cold.

I don't know why my head feels heavy, like I've been taking sleeping pills.

I slept earlier that night than usual. Only Niar is still sitting in front of the tent with mas Gilang and brother Radhif.

And again when I fell asleep, Radhit's brother came back in my dream.

This time Radhit's brother came up to me, holding both my hands. On his face was a happy look, smiling sweetly while looking gently at me.

Not a word said from his lips, only a smile that was always engraved.

'I don't understand with your gaze Brother, ' I said softly in my heart.

Suddenly I woke up, waking up from my dream.

Wishing Radhit's brother came to see me, back to wading through happy days together.

'Yes, Allah take care of Radhit, a little more we will climb to the climbs of love. May it be true what I saw in my dream, may I find you, brother, my prayer in my heart.

The clock is at 11:00 Wib. We packed up and prepared ourselves to continue the climb. After this afternoon the SAR team, volunteers and TNI personnel who were brought by Mr. Gilang and Mr. Radhif combed the local area but had not found any signs or traces of Mr. Radhit.

We continue our journey tonight to Cemoro Kandang. Cemoro Kandang line is the road that we will pass before heading to the Mount of Love and Oro-Oro Ombo. Love is in the middle of this route. Where the Love Rise is a steep climb that must be passed before heading to Oro-Oro Ombo.

While Oro-Oro Ombo itself is a vast field containing grass, trees.

While packing the equipment, I sneered I heard a whisper in my ear.

It was like the voice of someone saying, "Don't give up! It was near May," the voice sounded very clear.

🍃Connect🍃

*Will Mayang find Radhit?

* What mystery is really enveloping the Love Spill?

Look forward to the next story only in "TAKDIR CINTA MAYANG" part 32. Thanks 🙏🤗