Kemuning Climbing
Farsya brought Genderuwo home

Mardi woke up from his dream, he heard the sound of crying people screaming for help. His voice was shrill, he who had initially refused to get down from the mattress looking for the source of the sound. He climbed up the stairs, footsteps halted seeing the figure of the woman wiping her hair moving closer. He pulled into the room, the sound of cries for help rang out loud to the other residents.

“Grondrong, did you hear Mardi?”

“No, don't bother me so sleepy nih” Cecep covered his body with a sarong.

“Argh! Mas Mardi!” Kesia and others saw Mardi die on the bed.

The room belonging to his stepson Pudin who had been empty for a long time displayed a terrifying aura. Every corner there were strange statues, underneath which were flowers and melted wax marks. The ten people who were in front of the door fled while the rest were dumbfounded to notice the oddity on the walls of the room.

“Quickly we have to report to police” said Heni pulled Kesia who was crying near Mardi's corpse.

Home phone disconnected, mobile phone signal lost in added heavy rain with thunderous roar. They were frightened when the door could not be opened, the view turned to look at the monstrous figure standing behind the curtain. Long curved hands, pointed fingers. On that night a chain death. People around associate with the pudin pugilism that kills his work relations.

He cannot be made a suspect, there is no corroborating evidence. The man is still busy at the foot of the mountain, he does whatever way using the ordinance recommended by the shaman. His son's grave was unloaded, Pudin cast a spell on a piece of paper, bathing his son's body with seven black chicken blood.

Desi opened her eyes, on her face were black veins. Pupil bleached eyes, he gulped down a droplet of water from inside his former bath container. Desi could not speak, she simply nodded and shook her head. She jumps into an old banyan tree, a Pudin who doesn't accept it because his son returns to the tree that makes his son's life change.

“Arghh! I have to burn that damned tree”

The fire cannot burn any dry branches or leaves. It does not destroy the creature within. Desi hit his father hard, he clawed to the point of tearing his legs and hands. Pudin looked at his son's different pair of eyes. Desi's anger was not received because the banyan tree was broken, in pushing Pudin away until he fell to the bottom of the abyss.

“Arggh! Desi my son!” shout Pudin.

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Kemuning stood watching the old banyan tree whose creeping roots moved shut the entrance of the mountain slope. The figure of the little boy hiding in it started to pretend to be in pain, he reached out for help. The ghost of Ayu knows all the tricks of the creatures that target the soul that is still breathing.

Enraged Desi impatiently snatched away the human body, Ayu brought Kemuning to disappear as the figure of another creature pursued. Today's return is blocked by ferocious waiters, again Ayu is involved in an important role to save him.

“Yet you didn't go home? Erik wants to take us. Yuk” invites Farsya to smile looking at the figure of a black creature next to him.

“Ngg__ ahead there is a small child in the form of a demon. We turn the other way yes.”

“Well, when will you be? I'll stay with you if you don't want to come.”

Farysa lightly went down the aisle past Kemuning who seemed to gawk at the creature called Erik had turned his best friend into a conscience. He left Kemuning just like that, without feeling the slightest guilt.

“Kakak, ihihhh” he said touching Farsya's trembling hand.

"Si_si_who touched me" said Farsya.

“Ignore it. Don't open your eyes before I say I have reached the house dear” said the figure of Erik's shape brings him using demonic power.

Farysa had arrived in front of her house, Erik lowered her down and asked her to open her eyes. He looked up to see Erik was not next to him. Go inside looking for where her husband is, until the afternoon she is not seen anywhere.

“Where did Erik go? There's no way he's going back to mount” Farsya murmured.

He felt very dizzy, running into the bathroom removing all of his entrails. Farysa was surprised to see the writhing worm she spewed out. She ran for a test pack, a few minutes later she was surprised to see herself positively pregnant. Sawungs filled every piece of furniture, spider webs scattered, dust and rats rampant under the table. Farsya fell sitting pensively standing looking at the living room door that was wide open.

“Bu farsya, mom nothing? Where's Mr Erik, why is mom alone?” said Mrs Muti.

He accidentally passed from the front of his house, usually the door was closed. Muti noticed the blank look of farysa not answering frightened him. He ran to the house, alerted Farsya's parents. The other neighbors who saw Farysa like a daze, he became a spectacle of the citizens until bu Kela dn Riri was present to disperse it.

“Mana the Erik, answer mom's questions! Why are you quiet?” Kela shook her body.

“It's already ma'am, later only Riri persuaded him.

Farysa, as if experiencing repeated events, had returned home with Erik but this time her husband completely abandoned her. Feeling the baby's heartbeat in her stomach, Farysa cries at the news that Erik was found dead at the foot of a sacred mountain.

“No! You're all lying! Erik is still alive. He brought me home mom! Hiks”

So make sure the figure who had been accompanying him was not Erik. The arrival of Hana who uses a wheelchair makes Farsya more hysterical. She believes her husband is still alive, Hana cries hugging him as she continues to believe people have deceived her.

“Hana, I'm sorry. I left Kemuning on the mountain. At that time I just thought my world only existed Erik mas. Hiks, let's find Kemuning and Erik's mas in Mount.”

“Sabar Far, don't blame yourself. You must accept the departure of Erik.”

Erik's body, which was carried by an ambulance that afternoon, had destroyed Farysa's life. She was unconscious many times unable to see her husband had died.

“Kak Riri, he's not Erik's mas right, brother? Hiks”

Rita could only hug her sister. The funeral atmosphere in the pouring rain, Farsya's cry was unrelenting in disbelief at her husband's departure. The sacred mountain takes Erik and his friend, all the disturbances still running despite having left the haunted area. Every now and then Farysa would see Erik standing next to her, his typical voice calling to Farysa looking like a madman. The more the day his stomach gets bigger, he often speaks to himself while looking to his left side.