Kemuning Climbing
Capit is not a quick solution

“Am I dead? Why does my body feel so light. If I'm dead, where is my body in the grave?”

Hannah walked in two worlds. He was circling in the region of the sacred mountain. The figure of the man without eyeballs pulled his hair. Hana held back her hair, the figure that was getting higher and higher. Hana slammed until her stomach was torn.

Oddity felt no pain nor was there a drop of blood flowing. Hana ran until she stopped to see a pile of creeping roots covering something. The root of life if there is one object that touches it will immediately move to attack.

Hana could easily pass through it, the roots moving wide open revealing a huge rock cave. Nardi and Didim who had become corpses, body pieces scattered near the table offerings. The two figures of the spirit approached him, they gawked to see himself able to stand upright without any injuries on his legs.

“Hana, finally your feet healed also I am very happy to see it” Didim said smiling.

“Yuk we are out of this place.”

Nardi pulled the two of them running away from the cave wall. Hana hasn't been able to say they're no longer human. The former camp tents they live in are filled again with their own activities. Nardi looked for wood, Didim looked for water while Hana cleaned every tent.

“I and they are alive or dead? These items we can still touch” said Hana spoke for herself.

The branches of the tree were slightly wet, drizzling tightly like they did not hit his body. He accelerated the movement of gathering all the wood. In front of the tent he covered with small pieces of tarpaulin. The bonfire that he could not turn on, the wet twigs obstructed along with the disturbance that began to arrive. The figure of a butcher's hand came out from the ground, Nardi's foot pulled in. She screams for help, and Hana and Nardi, who disappear, show empty tents.

“Please! Guys guys! Arghh!”

Nardi's body sank to the waist. Kemuning who saw it immediately helped pull it up. He knew his friend had long died at the Capit restaurant, but still Kemuning still guessed every event that seemed real he experienced.

“kemuning, did you see Nardi and Hana? They just disappeared. Did Capit steal them? Oh, who did you bring?” tanya Nardi watched the climber woman behind him.

“Friend of me, know his name Ayu.”

Nardi fainted after shaking that with her. Ayu's face was clearly scratched by a ghost figure with the touch of her very cold hand. The ghostly figure of the climber moves Nardi into the tent. Kemuning lit the burning of the bonfire, he saw the presence of Hana who did not see him waving his hands.

“Hana, I'm here. You don't see it! Hello!”

Hana walked away through Kemuning's body until she fell down.

Nardi opened his eyes to see the burning fire in front of the tent. He did not feel any warmth at all, glancing under the tree near the tent, Didim asleep showing his extremely sinister face. Nardi was terrified to run to see the appearance of Didim who turned out to be a ghost.

“Hah! Ghost!”

Nardi dashed deeper into the misty part of the forest, the sunlight disappearing as the plume of black smoke in the middle of the forest formed Gendoruwo to approach Farsya. “It turns out Erik has also died, it is only fitting that Farsya can see her husband. Lest the figure in it was another incarnation of Erik! Erik could not have died as a gendoruwo!” muttered Nardi while hiding watching them.

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The top end of the decision is unanimous surgical removal of a rotting wound through the surgical route or connecting the bone slows healing in a very long period of time. Hana's parents decided not to delay her son's surgery. The doctor said that if the operation is successful then his son will recover using his leg, but if the operation fails because of a foul wound that requires him to lose his right leg.

“We must immediately sign the operation letter sir. Kasian our son” said Nia wiping her tears.

Asking for healing his son through medical and shamanic lines. Coming to a man who is known can help all life problems instantly. Right in front of the house, waiting for Capit who was reported to be back from the stock. Mbok Mijan presented two glasses of drinking water and immediately went inside. Hamdi who was very thirsty immediately gulped down the water that felt bitter and cold. The water is not an artificial syrup or dye, the thick blood that is bribed in the last remaining droplets on the lips smells of rancid and sticky.

“Bu, what is this drink?”

“Have not debated the finished drink sir. Kan father himself who invited mother here.”

One step into the gate, Nia's body was goosebumps. He looked back repeatedly to make sure no one was following him. Refrain from touching the slightest drink or food wrapped in banana leaves on the table. Among the large trees, the figure of a crying child entered into it.

“Bu, where are you going bu?”

“That was a child near a tree sir.”

“Don't go there ma'am, there's a lot to take care of. Mom don't make yourself mother so suffer herself” the woman's speech makes her goosebumps more.

Nia sat back in her chair, looking at her husband who was doing a lot of movement. Hamdi asked where the toilet was. He had been holding back from wanting to pee. Having felt tight, the man ran after Mijan showed him where he was.

Inside the bathroom, the sighting of the feet standing in front of the door shocked him. Muddy feet banged on the door in a shrieking voice.

“Arghh!” shouted Hamza.

The door was locked, the toilet glass that suddenly broke into his hand. Fragments of glass that hit the blood in the volume of a child dressed in kebaya. Seeing the door suddenly open, Hamza ran in a tatters, his memory enticing his wife to leave.

“Whose are you?”

Capit stood on his waist glaring at him. Mbok Mijan greeted him, he bowed giving the tray he had filled with various ritual objects.

“Welcome back sir, these two guests have been waiting since.”

Guests who are not invited in between to the special meeting room conduct supernatural transactions. Nia looked at the black wall paint, the black curtain closing the window. Inside the room he coughed at the smoke of incense. His intention was extinguished to see the figure of Capit chanting a strange spell, he also sipped a bloody drink to eat the flowers.

“Pak , before it's too late. Let's just go home yuk.”

“The heart of the father has been steady ma'am, I'm sure our son has to be useful. I want him to recover from his coma.”