Kemuning Climbing
Begins to fall on supernatural beings

On a busy college week, the red holiday schedule looks the same as the usual day. Stacking tasks, group work activities and daily rework sheet collection. A group of Students want to release their fatigue by taking a long-planned climb. Eight students booked bus tickets to a village.

The road route there can not use cars, damaged roads, steep and slippery. The car they were riding in could only stop at the border part of the city. Cog wheel buses, fern brakes and drivers who are ready to plunge freely into the gorge. Choosing a climbing location because the place is famous for being very beautiful and charming.

Kemuning canceled his plans because the night before he left he had a nightmare. As if a sign of a bad feeling that will befall. The face of the old woman bent down releasing the eyeball seeds into her hands. He returned all the luggage, sent a message cancelling the appointment on Saturday morning.

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His friends were waiting for him in the car. Farsya and Hana went out to call Kemuning. She came out still wearing a nightgown and a plain white oblong headscarf showing a blackened eye circumference.

“I'm sorry, I didn't follow.”

“Loh anyway, we have a mandatory appointment to come. Preparation is also far away, why you Kemuning?” ask Hana.

“I'm afraid, there will be many strange things if we force go.”

“If you don't go, so do I! I love you to leave because there is a reason you” said Farsya frowning.

He was forced by persuasion until his seven friends asked Kemuning's mother for permission. Women who look unpretentious despite the life of the upper class. He gave his son permission with a note along the way to continue to uphold prayer. The provisions given by Hamza are a set of thoughts and prayers for the safety of his son.

Farsya and Hana helped pack her things. Bidding his mother farewell, he again asked her permission before leaving. The long journey begins in the middle of the day, the transfer continues to the bus. A look was fixed on the figure who was looking at them from across the street. Dappled his eyes ignoring the sighting.

“What did you see?” ask Erik.

“Nothing.”

Inside the bus, unfamiliar faces showed a look of dislike. The rest of one long chair on the back, an old woman who was slightly bowing glared snortingly approached Nardi. He patted strongly on Jaja's shoulder, terrified to see that wide-open jaw between a smile or a scare.

“Slide, there are weird grannies beside me!” jaja covered his face.

“There are grannies next to you! there's only an old bandot goat. Tuh the Legi his gaze was wild, his eyes were all around looking for the village flower girl on the bus!”

The driver was carrying a vehicle like he was not thinking about the lives of his passengers. Were it not for luck today, they would have already rolled into the abyss. The eight students screamed in fear. But strangely the other passengers on the bus looked ordinary.

“There is nothing wrong with passengers here. They have no expression at all”

“Your feelings are only Pin times, they must have been used to go in and out of the village on this bus” replied Erik.

Farsya began to get sleepy he leaned against the window. Inside his subconscious, he saw all the faces of his companions pale eloquently. There was an old granny who pulled her hand to take her away. Farsya was frightened to ask for help, his hand grip was so strong that it injured his hand.

“Arghh! Unhand me! Please!”

Farsya opened her eyes feeling her sick right hand. He saw his skin turn blue with a picture of a finger. Believing his real dream, he asked to go home in the middle of the forest.

“Don't be crazy you Far, there's no bus route back. If there is yes tomorrow, so you are staying in the middle of the forest tonight” said Jaja.

She rubbed her wrists with warm oil. He wrapped it using his handkerchief. Arriving at the climbing post area, before climbing they are given instructions and guidance about the boundaries, paths and other ways to climb.

The most important thing about ensuring stable body conditions, climate, trails, maps and supplies for climbers. Food supplies, drinks, clothing to taste, medicines and P3K cities. Green tea leaf island, sub-district at a glance becomes the starting point after getting a permit to enter the climb.

The forest ecosystem control officer never forgets his obligation to check the amount of waste that must be brought down by climbers. There are divisions on the four resting lodging posts.

Early resting post before starting the hike. There the climbers are also in check one by one. One team leader submitted complete information data, the place is called barn break. At the initial post, it was estimated to be four kilometers with a running time of ninety minutes.

Hani stopped bending his knees, he could no longer continue the journey. Farsya along the way complained of his sore hand. Erik held Hana and Farsya in Jaja's hold. They continued their climb until they reached the second post.

Sweat shedding, drizzle wetting muddy ground. They walked back each other, stopping under a tree wearing raincoats. The rocks were steep, they almost slipped while holding on to the rope.

“Be careful, soon in front there post three. Don't get slipped!” shout Didim.

“Ha_ha_ghost!” shouted Jaja running ahead of the group.

“Where are you going Ja? Don't get lost!” shout Didim.

They sit on fallen trees. Didim asked the others to remain in the position until he and Nardi brought Jaja back. The atmosphere grew increasingly tense sensing the strange sounds within the forest. To reach post three, they had to pass through a long bridge below which was a rushing river.

Waiting for his friend to return, Kemuning went down to the river using a rope. He helped Erik conclude the rope and trim the grass as a sign of the direction of the road.

Being able to take ablution water, he looked for the direction of the qibla using a directional needle. All over the feathers goosebumps when lifting takbir. Feeling many creatures approaching, he was determined to ignore all distractions in order to establish a more solemn prayer.

“Kemuning.. hah” sound echoes carried by strong winds.

“Seram very yes, you heard something not Far?” said Hana.

“Sstth! Don't talk weird in the woods. Oh yes Kemuning where ya really long.”

In an instant around the forest territory was shrouded in a dense white mist. They only realized Legi's loss after entering the second post. Legi brought a very beautiful woman, kebaya green clothes, a long cloth wrapped around the waist to form a skirt. His fingers were playing with hair. The legi stepped away from the group following until it entered the spring.

“Legi! Where are you?”