Kemuning Climbing
Getting lost threatens

“Loh si Indro where?” Tanya Rati looked at her empty tent.

“I don't know last night he was next to me” replied Dono seeing he wasn't in the place without his jacket and equipment.

Those three people last night were like in the dope of fainting, a dense white mist enveloping him. They tidied up all the stuff. Pana looked increasingly pale her face was too yellowed. His movements were very frail, he had just walked three steps straight down to the ground. Dono and Rati leaned against the fallen tree.

“I'll find wood to heat water. You take care of Pana.”

“Be careful Don..”

Dono's eyes were fixed on a luxurious house in the forest. He looked closer. In the back yard, a woman was like baking something on a burning fire. He squinted his observing eyes once again looking at the piece of human leg part grilled to a charred scorch.

He immediately left, falling down until he slammed into the abyss. His legs were torn, Doni held a scream of fear heard the woman who was the position where he fell still near the house. Reaching the roots of the tree, trying to climb up the plateau. The sound of Rati's call echoing was clearly heard by her.

“Don! Where are you?”

“Sthhh!” Dono shut his mouth. He half-deadly endured the pain in his legs leading him to hide behind lush roots.

The figure of the woman sniffed, in her right hand was a human leg that she was greedy while putting on a lurking position. They slowly left, in front of the sound of screams Rati saw Pana's body on the woman's overlap. Dono picked up the stone to throw it, the figure named Sri was attacking from behind Rati hitting her head.

A loud punch, a stone throw knocked down his body. Dono and Rati raised Pana to avoid him, avoiding the figure was the same as waiting in the prey of a savage beast. He straightened up Pana's attractive body like a wild animal biting a prey. They disappeared within the white mist that was beginning to flatten.

“Pana! Hiks” shouted Rati chasing.

Dono asked her to stop screaming and leave immediately. Life is being threatened, Rati thrashed not want to leave the place. A climber who appeared to pull him running, Dono followed until his steps stopped looking down on the rocks. The voice of the strange woman who raised Pana sounded groaning looking for other prey.

He brought Pana to a magnificent mansion, in front of which was a jinn figure bluffing his finger revealing a happy face.

“We don't go near that house, let's go”

“Who are you? His face is not foreign” said Dono.

“Kak Kemuning, right? I heard the story of my brother and the other sisters on campus. It turns out that it is true, brother can conquer this mountain” said Rati.

“I'm not who you think I am. I'm just getting a lucky break.”

“Don, you go home with Kemuning yes I want to save Pana.”

“No, I don't agree! We're back together!” dono.

Rati ran inside following Dono. Kemuning no longer dares to deal with a kind of creature like Sintya figure. A few minutes passed, Dono pushed Rati out of the house. He pulled a strange figure inside using a door slam.

Kemuning helps Rati run away from chasing the figure of red genie. Ayu's ghost gives a clue over the bridge. He covered the dense white mist, prompting the figure of Mindun's nek sighting to keep away the red jinn.

Crying can indeed spill all the tightness in the heart but does not change everything that happens. Vacuum waiting for the next tear.

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Farsya again hypnotized with the figure of Gendoruwo who is Erik. He forgot about the baby gendoruwo he wanted to ask. His life changed more wanting to live in the Sacred Mountain. Forty days left the house and promised to return home instead ended up living a household with the figure of gendoruwo one of the mountain waiters.

Farsya's search gives the last message not to look for him. The team that searched for seven days found no trace of him. Kela made every effort to find her youngest child, she was sickly thinking about the fate of her grandson who shaped creature gendoruwo and his son who disappeared.

“Bu, I can no longer take care of this gendoruwo baby. The crying is too loud and the look in his eyes is like eating ku”, Ririn said as she swung the baby basket.

The sound of Muti's bell calling, he saw from the window glass. Ririn who seemed to walk opened the door. After opening, she quickly pushed the baby basket into the room without greeting him.

“Bu Kela how is mom? Since my mother's granddaughter was born, I haven't seen her. I just keep saying.”

“Don't talk about my grandson, Muti. As a neighbor, I must know more about what I've been through.”

“Heh, if you want to hear my advice. Try mom to find Langsat cake. Hopefully he can help with mom's problems. I went to the house to get the address.”

After getting the shaman's address from the opposite village, Ririn drove a car with her mother carrying a baby gendoruwo named Tarak. Resist the goosebumps seeing the growth of the baby is very large and consume excessive formula milk. The milk stock was running out and the journey was still a long way off. They were looking for stalls around the foot of the mountain, there was only a market that in the crowded title was three meters away. Ririn got down from the car running towards the market, the people there looked strange looking at her.

There was no box or sachet formula milk seller, he saw new hangers of goat milk being squeezed. Thinking that milk was still a lot of bacteria because it had not been processed, he turned his mind to buy some milk plastic bags and hitchhiked cooking it in one of the stalls.

The cynical gaze of the old woman glared shaking her head. “I know you brought it! Quickly leave before everyone drives you away!”

“Sorry grandma, I ask help my nephew thirst.”

“Go you!"

Not a single shop would cook the milk he brought. Without him noticing the milk vendor had disappeared with a grinning smile. Gendoruwo the waiter of Mount Keramat gives milk-shaped blood from wild animals in the forest.

Ririn saw several goats inside the cage that turned out to be snakes and wolves. Ririn got into the car, Tarak's strong cry accelerated his movements opening one of the bags. When opening the package, a pungent rancid aroma pierced the nose.

“That's what's Rin's milk? How fishy smell once.”

“Susu goat mom. But not yet in time.”

“Had, Kasian Tarak! We'll find another stall to heat up the milk.”

The steering of the vehicle drove slowly, there were no traveling salesmen they saw. Tarak's cry grew louder, his mouth movements asking for a drink.

“We have no other choice ma'am. Tarak is very thirsty.”