Kemuning Climbing
Demon magic

Faith was picked up by a woman wearing a kebaya dress and a wiron skirt. Silent eyes can not be covered he embraced Faith then accelerate the pace to bring her home. The boy that Nisa had left behind had grown up. He blames himself and just dares to declare who he really is.Iman in a confused state seemed to sit quietly facing him. His hand d held tightly to the woman.

“Iman, you are my grandson. Son of Ananda Umar. Your father died fighting against the devil. Grandma was forced to evacuate you in the orphanage because our house at that time was in terror witchcraft. Nisa is a confidant of grandmother, she is the son of the late great Kiyai Nankir.”

“Then where is my mommy?”

“Hiks, hicks. Your mother died son. Your maternal siblings and family are also massacred in black magic.”

“Mother.father...”

“It's time you followed the path like your father. Fight, fight against the devil."

In the future, Faith is Figo's enemy. Faith that obeys worship, he follows all the commands of Allah SWT and shuns his prohibition. Faith grows with those who guide it on the path of truth.

His grandmother showed me where the address of the devil was still residing. The foot of the sacred mountain adjacent to the home where he lived first. Connecting all events and irregularities to Figo. He had just realized Figo in the Rasuki of the Capit tribe who re-lived to occupy another body.

Eight years ago.

A major accident still faintly loomed in Atik's memory. The death of her son and daughter-in-law made her life full of grief. Traveling to the village at the foot of the early sacred mountain of the disaster that bertubi.

“My heart is very restless. Take care of your journey, my son. I don't want anything to happen to you.”

“At Allah's permission, mother, I do not want to dispute what has been decided. Mother, this is the problem of ustadz Indra family ruqyah, ustadz said his cousin's life was dying bu.”

“Good may Allah take care of you, protect you and irrigate your every step son.”

“We said bu..”

Ustadz Umar and his wife Amina say goodbye to Atik. Atik cried all night in prostration he prayed for his son in protection. Because of his heavy heart, he did not allow Faith to be carried. Who would have thought that night they had an accident. Their car rolled over in the middle of a very quiet traffic road after treating a cousin of ustadz Indra who was possessed by a demon waiting for the sacred mountain.

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Prak…

Accidents involving the intervention of Satan. Umar staggered to his feet looking for his wife who was thrown out of the car. His legs flexed limp seeing his wife in pain. His head broke, his gaze only fixed on one point.

“Hiks, hicks. By Allah, Don't leave me Amina.”

“Ikhlaskan me brother. I can no longer bear all this pain, Hukk, huk!” The breath of Aminah was slowly disjointed. He uttered two sentences of shahada to close his last breath.

“Asyhadu alla Ilaha Illallah Wa Asyhadu Anna Muhammadar Rasulullah…"

“Amine!”

“Allahu Akbar.”

The accident sacrificed his soul to finish off the human form of the devil who harmed him and his wife. He who initially suppressed the heart in the words of patience and Istiqomah, received all the will from God but the interference of magic and witchcraft continued almost to kill the child and his parents. Fragments of falling glass plates sounding loud in the kitchen. Umar saw what figure was in the kitchen on the morning.

How surprised he saw Faith his son ate raw meat from the refrigerator and jumped down on him. Black blood spilled from his mouth on the banks until he was forced to slam his son's body. The chaos was seen by his parents and workers, Faith which turned into a monster

Umar recited the holy verses of the Qur'an, he was overheated screaming breaking the window. The blackened face of Faith let out veins covering her face. He was unconscious even though Umar had done all the means of white science, Adzani his and recited the Qur’an .

“Mother, allow ah Umar to go to the village to face the person who sent the witchcraft to Iman.”

“No, don't step on your feet there Umar, my heart is not calm. I'm sure Faith will be safe ..”

Umar did not want to refute the words of his mother, he continued to recite the Qur’an beside his son. However, the disruption continued. The sound of Atik's cry held a sharp knife that stuck in his left shoulder.

“Yes Allah! Tinker!” yelled Genta lifted his wife into the car.

The genie could not kill his mother, Umar expended all his strength and without reciting the verse for his recovery. Atik's life can finally be saved, he forced to ask to go home from the Hospital because of worry about the state of his children and grandchildren.

No matter the breathing tube and the infusion needle are still hanging. She was very worried and kept crying asking her husband to comply.

Faith's condition grew critical and she began convulsing acting like a drooling monster and a thick tender. Arriving at home to see his mother's return, he kissed the back of his mother's arms and legs.

“Mother, Umar please ridho Umar's departure to the village. The perverted man will destroy us all. Umar does not want the mother wretched again, Umar please, moreover look at Faith ma'am, the mother's grandson has been very critical.”

“Mother cuddles you my son. Quickly go home.”

After getting approval from his mother, Umar ustadz traveled by bus to accompany ustadz Indra and Mr. Edi, one of the villagers who took him to enter the border. Not just anyone new even the Religious leaders are allowed to go in and out in the mystical place.

“Pak, where is Mr Capit's house? People who are not happy when I enter this territory. He had time to point his staff that lit the fire without sound towards me, I know he has black magic because it is allied with the devil.”

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“She is on Sacred Mountain Ustadz. Not a single citizen dared to fight against him. He has a lot of followers. He is in puja because of the bias to help pesugihan and channel science santet.”

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And indeed, the Hell is truly (the place) that was promised to them (the devil) all. (Don't) it has seven doors. Each door (has been set) to a particular group of them. (QS Al-Hijr: 43-44)

“Astaghfirullahal 'adzim, I ask forgiveness from Allah the Greatest. He's a perverted human who must be eradicated so that no more humans are allied with the devil!”