Kemuning Climbing
Testimony

He ignored Ayu's ghost message so as not to stop and look back. Kemuning felt like he left that figure inside the devil's nest. Turning into the cave, feet stepped back to see the ghost figure of climbers ayu his face turned terrible. Pupil whiten look Kemuning like want to prey.

“Ayu! Surely Mr. Capit changed you like that!” mumbling ran.

The change in weather stopped heavy rain, the sky was bright red. The sound of dogs roaring, the screams even the shrillness of the kuntilanak sound loud. Hiding in the weeds, stabilizing the hunting breath. Stripping the feet of the demons shook the ground, the figure of the Capit walked on following the invisible creatures.

There was a chain pulling Ayu's neck, she groaned in pain dragged across the skin scattering black blood.

“I'm sorry I couldn't help you” muttered Kemuning holding his breath.

Human Eve, warm blood, blowing breath. The presence of Kemuning attracts the subtle creatures approaching it. He was running fast, his hands and body slashed by the branches of the trees did not stop his legs. Stumbling rocks until his body slammed rolled into the waterfall. Inside the base, he saw many skull bones, one of which was a ring mark that Ayu wore.

He took the skull up to the surface. Saying the holy verses Al qur’an as soon as the sky changes as before. Kemuning saves her from the snares of the Capit, the chains that tie her neck loose. His sukmanya is no longer a captive of mountain-wearing demonic creatures.

Kemuning struggle has not reached there, he carries a skull bone in the follow many disorders that almost kill him. The figure of a creature that resembled a Capit stood strangling him. Kemuning almost out of breath, he searched for any object until his hand reached for a stone hitting his head. Three punches plus one throw of heavy pieces of wood. He fled grabbing the bag containing the skull bones.

“Fuck you little boy!”

Capit pulled yellow hair, the body of a strong man in his black magic possession almost ruined the future of Kemuning who began to undress. Ayu's ghostly figure revealed a creepy form, he pulled both eyes of Capit and swallowed it.

“Arghh!” the man's agonizing cry held onto his hollow eyeballs.

Kemuning immediately tidied up his clothes while crying ran away from the place. Without illumination, the moonlight at night began to illuminate the forest. He hid under the bush when he heard the noise of the crowd. The ghost market that is often discussed is now real in front of him, Kemuning saw the rare sight slowly stepping closer.

The spirits of citizens who still think they are still alive do daily activities. He sees a female figure wearing a kebaya in the follow of a woman similar to his friend Jaja.

“Who is he?” kemuning Gumam.

Seen jaja talking to him a meter away from the two standing. The figure of the lady dressed in kebaya pulled him away. Jaja was chased by curious spirits until the sound of his screams was no longer heard. Kemuning walked on all fours looking for where his bag was. He remembered the last time his bag was thrown near the Capit. Turning his way to pick up the bag, Ayu held his hand until the next time round in a different sky.

“I just hope you are happy Kemuning, don't come back just for the sake of my skeleton. The man is still there eyeing you” echoes of Ayu's ghost voice he heard last time.

Walking slowly held all over his aching body. He memorized the third postal route after hearing the splashing sound of water in the stream near the suspension bridge. An old grandmother covered her mouth, she herded Kemuning's steps crouching down in hiding.

The hordes of human spirits who walked bowed in a raucous voice. Kemuning did not expect the haunted mountain to scare him even more. He followed the old woman's path until he stopped at a hut. The blazing fire in front of his house signaled he was most likely a human. Kemuning rubbed the chest into the house to pay attention to a simple roof rumbia.

“Thank you so much Grandma has helped me. Grandma living alone?”

Kemuning went through all the things he and his friends experienced. Starting from the trip connecting on a big bus with a strange ride. Exploring every incident, the changing post. The faces of the climbers are pale. Only the figure of the pigeon who repeatedly asked if they were ready to climb to the mountain.

“That bus is no ordinary bus. What's more everything you've experienced here.”

“Pak Capit, is he a granny man? Then why does grandma stay here?”

The woman shook her head, she blew through the small bamboo chimney so that the burning fire heated the water on it. A cup of tea is served in front of Kemuning which ensures many times there is no strangeness in it.

“Ki Capit you mean? that man died a long time ago. But his spirit managed to reshape itself which was charred in flames. Still he became an eternal demon looking for a collision. This is my house, my family died here. I don't have anyone else.”

Yellowly sipping water, his dry, gnarled lips were finally wet in his thirst. Seeing his watch dead, he became worried about being in the old woman's house.

“Who's granny? I became a little creepy” murmured to notice the movement of the stiff grandmother.

“Nek can I ask who is that kebaya dressed woman?”

“Don't you say his name! He's everywhere, this mountain belongs to him!” the granny snarled and walked quickly shut the doors and windows.

In the tent, Farsya and Hana waited for Kemuning who did not return. Two boyfriend split up looking for her but there was no sign of her former existence. Until Didim ran with his very loud scream. Kemuning's jacket that had bloodstains he found near the top of the mountain.

“It's got Kemuning Far! Something must have happened to him! Hiks” Hana holding a pink jacket last time in Kemuning wear out the tent.

Farsya carries a bag, he prepares to find his best friend by asking Erik to accompany him. He doesn't care about Hana or the others saying that Erik is never seen again. Every day her husband met her outside the tent until her treatment was very romantic.

“Loh where are you going Far?” ask Nardi.

“I want to find Kemuning with Erik. We'll meet here tomorrow.”

“But Far__” Nardi decided what he said.

“Erik who? Erik has no Far!”

“My husband still has Didim. You all why the hell? I see my own eyes, and Erik is always with me! yes, I want to go!”

Farsya's steps were very fast, they saw a black hairy figure holding his hand. Erik who is called it is a gendoruwo-like figure that looks like the face of her husband.