Kemuning Climbing
Meet the ghost of the climber

Erik nodded, he pulled the blanket to continue his sleep. While Farsya was asleep outside the tent, Hana woke up, who noticed that her jacket was very dirty. After last night, Farsya acted like he wasn't, he was never rude to his best friend. But Farsya who was in front of him put on a sullen face and acted rude.

“The fog is so thick Far, where are you going?” ask Hana.

“You're cleaning. I'm behind the tent.”

He opened the knot of Kemuning's handkerchief. He threw away the object and then doused the wound with water. Suddenly his gaze changed seeing the wound on his hand creeping wider and wider. There's maggots wriggling him over it. He screamed in fear, hitting the animals on a nearby rock.

“Arghh! Hicks! Please!”

“Farsya! You why? Wake up Far” Kemuning covered his body with a jacket.

When he opened his eyes, there was no animal in his hands. The wound widened as the skin hit hard on the stone. She cries in pain, Nardi and Didim help bring her into the tent.

“Loh which Erik?” ask Kemuning.

“So it was in the tent, but now it does not look again” Didim replied.

Farsya was crying, her body was shivering with cold. His body temperature was very hot, Kemuning cleaned the wound, the sound of Farsya's ringing felt his hand hurt. He screamed even more strongly at the sight of a kuntilanak-like ghost figure licking his wound. Farsya's body shook with fear, everything inside the tent was in a panic.

“His temperature must be very high until he is like me” said Hana held Farsya's feet that moved like he wanted to kick everyone.

A few hours later he calmed down, and when he saw him start to sleep, he really did not feel at home any longer lingering in the forest. Ask his friends to undo the intention of going up to the top of the mountain. Hana balked by running away from the tent. Didim held back that Kemuning did not pursue.

“Let her calm herself. Oh yeah, me and Nardi want to continue looking for others. We will be home before dusk.”

“Can't we all can't split again Dim. We have to find them equally” said Kemuning.

The man who only thought about his pleasure, he was not aware of what was made on Farsya last night. Think like there is no problem. His ears were covered with demons not listening to what was happening and his gaze only saw the beautiful. Accelerating waking up in the morning, Erik brought a camera photographing the beauty of nature. The black glass of the tableau without carrying the bag she stood over to the edge took a picture of herself.

The picture in the middle of the fog, he was surprised to see the strange figure that was beside him. Taking a few more pictures ensured the figure that approached him. As he was about to leave the place, a gloomy-faced female climber tiredly carrying his backpack and luggage appeared.

“Excuse me, being alone. Which mbak group?”

“I missed the time below. Can I come with you?”

“Wah of course can be very mbak, yuk.”

The long-dead figure of the climber felt himself still alive. Doing climbing activities, showing the form of people who explore the mountain. Behind him, Erik smiled impatiently wanting to get to know the woman . Sometimes he would hideously take pictures of her.

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“Si Erik is crazy. She turned out to go somewhere after changing into her dirty clothes last night. Here look!” didim showed it to Nardi.

Didim accidentally saw Mr. Capit behaving suspiciously walking through the tent. He followed her, his strength was twice that of a young age. Without feeling he was on top of the top hiding watching Capit like burying something. Putung cigarette did not slip from his lips, he spouted smoke into a strange object.

Burying into the ground, his face was crimson staring up at the top of the tree. Ensuring a safe situation, Capit walked down the turn of the tent. Didim opened the soil, he grabbed the worm-mixed roots.

“Hih! What's this? True said the Kemuning, there is a strange same Mr Capit!”

As evidence, he took the object to show his friends. His breathing was wheezing, he pulled Nardi closer to the tent. Opening the contents of the leaves shows the helminth of worms. Nardi brushed off the hand dropping him.

“What is this Dim? Where did you get it from? Amused me to see worms!”

“I see Mr Capit buried this on top!”

“You're accusing me? Should have left you here. I did it for your safety. Keep away from the distractions of the subtle creatures!”

He denied his actions that would harm them. Capit picked up the worm and the strange object and walked away. “Pak Capit wait sir!” shout Nardi.

Counting Mr. Capit the greatest hope as a mountain guide to reach the top as soon as possible. He pleaded with the man to help them guide the way and search for his missing friends.

The sun stands on the head, Kemuning looking for a place to practice prayer zuhur. Before moving away from the tent, he gave as many marks as he could for fear of getting lost. The view remains the same, the mountain area still shows mystical awesomeness in the fog that began to spread.

Finished getting closer to the Divine, he saw a woman watching him. About a meter across to the steep rocks. He clung to the second tree met near the edge of the abyss. If you can choose, Kemuning wants to run screaming in fear to see the real figure behind his deceptive real face. The figure of a long-dead climber on the mountain.

“Hi my name Kemuning, you are lost huh?” sapa watched his foot that was not treading on the ground.

“I Ayu , yellow trail climber last year mbak. You need to get out of here. There are many events ahead there that are unexpected beyond human reason.”

“I'll be home with my other friends after finding Jaja and Legi. Did you see it?”

In the blink of an eye, the changing circumstances indicate past events.

Trees, rocks and different soil are more fertile in the wet moss. The beauty of the mountain was indescribable by words. A woman wearing a kebaya and a sarong forming a skirt, stood playing her smiley shawl around the men wearing black.

One of the men sitting nearby pulled out a very long keris. He stabbed the woman right in the heart. The sacrificial woman, her body has not been found to date. Black magician men as shamans as well as the caretaker of mountain pesugihan for people who want to find wealth.

The man's face was very similar to that of Mr. Capit. The figure of the mountain guide they met by chance shortly after his friends disappeared.

“Come, who is that woman? why was he the only one killed?”

The figure of the climber who brought Kemuning saw the tragic events disappear. Kemuning woke up to see himself on the rocks where he met the ghost of a climber.