Kemuning Climbing

Kemuning Climbing
Mystical things struck


“No! Don't stay with mommy son! Farsya!”


Kela often had nightmares to see her son leave. Opening his eyes saw him lying on the muddy ground. Around the many tombstones, he glanced at the tomb that was next to him. An unnamed tombstone is seen a hand moving to dig into the grave ground.


He ran screaming in fear, his breath claustrophobic uncontrollably. Kela opened her eyes a second time seeing that she was actually in her room. Sister Cemiti smiled releasing the infusion needle. He held up a small table on the mattress, placed a bowl of porridge, a glass of water and some pills.


“Good morning madam, how was her sleep? Don't forget the breakfast and the medicine. Today is my last day at work. Later in the afternoon I will leave.”


“Yes thank you so much sister. Oh yeah, sister see Ririn don't?”


“Tadi mornin before going to work. Ms. Ririn told me to go home the day after tomorrow, I went to the room to pack the goods yes nya” sister Cemiti smilingly closed the door.


Not usually his son went without missing a day to say goodbye to the office or see his mother. The sound of a noise near a giant needle rang out loud, the droplets of tap water greeted with loud laughter the sound of kuntilanak. Looking to the right, left saw his grandson crawling up from behind the curtain.


“Tarak.”


Kela approached to pull the curtain, behind it was empty and there was no grandchild. The bed floated astoundingly, she ran looking for a way out but the door was locked. The sound of asking for help is not heard by Cemiti who wears a head set, she deliberately turns on the musih as powerful as possible so as not to hear the sound of interference of subtle creatures. Cemiti tried to stabilize her emotions, she had not told Ririn about her departure leaving the workers just like that.


“I know my mistake left the patient still sick. I don't want to be a victim of the devil, I can't stand this house” muttered Cemiti.


Kela was in the softened realm, she noticed there was a remnant of the plane's wing and some limb fractures. Only in that place as the safest place, posts two and three will always be a shade house in times of rain and if hit by calamity;


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“You heard the sound of crying?”


Kemuning turned his head from the window of post two, Ayu's figure only nodded revealing his very pale face. He waited for the rest of the climbers and was determined to pick up Farsya.


The story of the plane crash on Sacred Mountain has not been completed in addition to the shocking news about the development project at the foot of the mountain. Ririn used the project cap commanding the workers, the heavy equipment that was deployed to dig the ground deeply without the requirement of a permit application to the waiters.


“Who dares to make a fuss in the mountain area? Woe to us” said one of the residents who was in the opposite village. The sightings of life at the foot of the mountain began to show form.


Some of the pale-bodied men clustered with weapons in their hands. Two thin black men pushed down a motorized machine to cut down a tree. Ririn walked up to him, she was preparing to shed some anger.


“We just continue Mr. Zai, I don't really believe in the supernatural.”


After the incident that befell his sister and nephew, the meeting with Kek Langsat even added events beyond reason. He still thinks where they are, Ririn deliberately built the construction of the Villa on behalf of his nephew Tarak.


“Ririn, why don't you think where can you get that kind of money? Your niece who secretly put gold bars every time drinking ASI Farsya. Now he has gone and returned to his origin. You must work with me so that your family's wealth does not run out. Hihih..”.


“Lying! Go you!”


A red genie figure started to go after him, he threw open the left shoe then threw it at him. Without footwear ran driving the car home. Looking for where her mother was, she stood next to her bed. Her mother lay limp, Ririn clenched her hands hoping that her mother would not know what the devil was saying.


“You must want to question it, right? Mom can't answer anything. Farsya who chose this path, she doesn't want you to get hurt.”


Her mother's words made her depressed and confined herself in the room. Development was halted by his secretary until one day the young man who was very nice began to lay his heart on him. Ririn slowly recovered and regained consciousness.


Edo visited and helped with all his treatments. After Kela left a will to marry Ririn. A simple party, building a safe and peaceful household. Grey afternoon, Ririn and Edo make a pilgrimage carrying a pile of flowers, pandan leaves and water in a bottle.


Her cries were unstoppable, she did not hug her mother's tombstone. An apology is nothing but futility, for the rest of Kela's life struggled to heal her. All he did was for his two children and grandchildren. The struggle to find Farsya and Tarak continues even though Kela has died.


On the way home, Edo wiped his tears. He wanted to help treat all the wounds in the woman's life. Behind the other life he lived, Farsya felt a normal life with her husband Erik. Tarak also changed completely into human. Run to get Tarak's baby inside Erik's cradle. She smiled happily feeling the family was complete.


“We go home mas.”


The empty house is uninhabited. There was the last address of his brother Ririn and news of his mother who died. The sense of regret was not on his mother's side at the last second and her death to the sacred mountain. Farysa used the landline to contact her sister. But the number is inactive. The news of Farsya's return was heard by Ririn, he was very happy and asked that Edi take him home to his parents' estate. He knew his sister's favorite, chicken stew with spices and vegetables that he always asked to cook every weekend when he was at home.


Hot Iga soup uses a lot of pepper. Ririn prepared the dishes and brought some of her sister's favorite items. It's in the mind how fate of his nephew Tarak. The members of his late mother did not say Tarak's return. They only see Erik at night. Impatiently meeting his sister, in front of the door after opening the door he tightly hugged his sister's extremely cold and stiff body. The sound of a familiar cry, Tarak brought Erik down the stairs.


“What's the News? Forgive us who just got back.”


“Halo kak Ririn, has not met” for a long time said Erik echoed.


”Yes it's okay, brother understood, know this mas Edo, husband sister”ansi Ririn stared at Erik's horrible gaze. Edo shook hands with his two sisters-in-law, frowning his forehead feeling hands like ice cubes, feathers and rough skin.