Kemuning Climbing
Worried

Research is required as soon as possible. Pon gave a faster deadline, he did not care about the limitations of the conditions and all the risks that the workers bear. Laughter relieved Pon changed shouts seeing the two women who were impatient he brought no longer alive. His organs were gone, blood was unceasingly flowing like rainwater was flooding the surrounding land.

Tent basar, blood splashed on the detached eye moving closer to Pon. He ran for help, ordering the employees to set fire to the tent. As the flames spread, Pon pulled a medium-sized derigen from the hands of the workers.

“Sir, aren't there two women in there? Why did you burn it?”

“You're quiet. If you open your mouth means you don't love your life!” it pulls away behind the tree.

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The sound of the screams of one village sounded strong. His eyes were hard to open, he stood up to see the smiling grandmother rubbing her palms together. The message before waking up was given to never trust anyone in the forest other than Ayu. Grandma also left it to the ghost of the climber to take care of it.

“Grandma, don't go! Kemuning's biggest destination is back in the woods hoping to meet Grandma. Hiks, hiks”

“Yellowing my grandson, there's something that no human knows. Grandma wishes you well wherever you go. Grandma will come, but can't be as often as she used to, when grandma picked you up.”

Grandma directed Kemuning to sit straightening his legs. They whimper in pain and cry. Kenzi put down two more blankets and his jacket. The location of the tent near the fire made it not calm. The employees ran carrying water in a large container.

“Yellows wake up!” said Ken.

He lifted Kemuning out of the tent. Mastur directs the path pointed by Pon to a house in the middle of the forest. There was no luxurious upright building standing other than the owner of the red jinn devil worship Villa. The door opened before Mastur pressed the bell. He saw Kenzi still lifting Kemuning, his hand on the edge of Ken's movement that put him alone on the sofa.

“Everything is sorted out as fast as lightning, Mr. Ken. Mr. Pon again has business, more precisely looking for young leaves at the foot of the mountain. Heheh”

“I'm so lost the spirit of continuing this project. Tour, you take care of Miss Kemuning. Tapia was yes you do not mess around. I want to go to toilet”

“Beres sir! Heheh”

Waiting for Kenzi to walk away from the living room, he began to touch her face. Strange behavior, the man began to smile looking at his body. The guardian ghost came through the wall, he entered Kemuning's body. His eyes suddenly opened glaring, hands suffocating, his body raised upwards until Mastur thrashed.

He slammed into the floor. His bandaged feet stood upright kicking him into another room. He asked for mercy, Kenzi stood right under his feet looking puzzled at what was happening.

“Pak help me. Bu Kemuning wants to kill me sir!”

“He's conscious? Why would he act like this to you? Look at your head hurt.”

“Arghh! Argha! Damnit!”

Mastur ran out looking for one of the workers to bring him a P3K box.

On the couch, Kemuning still fainted. Ken touched his forehead, the heat was gone. From behind the sofa looks shadow of people wearing bags instantly disappear. Kemuning woke up, his breathing seemed tenuous. He looked up at the ceiling then Kenzi who was sitting next to him.