Kualat On Sacred Mountain
Surrounded by the Past (Back to the Sacred Mountain)

While in the bridal room, Sarah's body was ornamented to look beautiful.

“You want what your queen is like?” asked the Goddess in full curiosity.

“I will dedicate it to my children, however this is their mother.” Garaga plans to make Sarah his children's dinner.

“Alright, I understand.” The goddess who used to witness the event felt ordinary.

After Sarah was finished in makeup, her body was taken to the family dining table.

There were Sarah's children full of sobs.

“Do not be sad, now you will always be with your mother forever, the spirit of my children, because you are the successors of your father and mother's work.” Garaga holding the hand of the Goddess.

“Yes, your father is right, for that you must finish your mother's flesh.” The goddess smiled at the nine children of Sarah who had now become teenagers.

Then the children of Sarah who received orders directly eat Sarah greedily.

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Angga who had just finished dinner returned to his room.

He sat on the bed to wait for the rice in his stomach to come down.

Angga who does not know what to do takes his phone in his pocket.

“Tomorrow weeks, how good is it?” Angga who wants to go out with him tomorrow decided to look for suitable places to eat on the internet.

“Oh yes, how are Pomegranates?” he suddenly thought of his old friend.

”I hope he quickly comes to his senses and does not follow the demon curse again.” The sleepy goose also laid her body on the bed.

He closed his eyes because of the unbearable sleepiness.

“Hey, wake up!”

The voice of a man who sounded authoritative made Angga open his eyes.

“You who?” angga asked the handsome man complete with turban and white clothes.

“I'm your great-grandfather, Rahman.” Rahman that time came with the face of his youth.

“My grandfather?” Angga stared in disbelief as the man in front of him was very handsome and looked like a 20-year-old man.

“Don't think much, come with grandfather, son.” Rahman extended his hand to his grandson.

“Where to cake?” ask Angga curious.

“To that sacred mountain,” said Rahman.

“For what cake? I don't want to go there anymore!” Angga refused, because he still remembered the misfortune he had experienced while there.

“Not only you, but there they are also.” Rahman pointed towards the entrance of Angga's room.

He saw He, Reza, and Fatir.

“Say cake first, our destination is there for what.” Angga keep buying time so as not to be there.

“Pick up your stuff that is still left behind,” said Rahman.

“What?” Angga scrunched his forehead.

“Yes, didn't you guys come down without bringing anything? The mountain should not be able to find victims, but you alone bridge them to come here,” explained Rahman.

Angga also just realized, if the closest people are always the victims of the mountain.

“Alright, we go now!” Angga agreed to come along because he was afraid that his mother's father would be the next target.

“Come to leave.” Rahman directed the four young men in front of him to hold hands with each other.

“Don't forget the solemn remembrance!” Rahman's Word.

Then Rahman uttered some verses that Angga and his friends did not understand, and in a blink of an eye they all reached the sacred mountain.

Feelings of worry, anxiety, and fear mixed into one.

They all do not like to see the grave sacred tombstone not covered in green cloth anymore.

“We will split the task, all of you look for your belongings left behind, while grandfather and Fatir will close these headstones back, remember ana-kids, you must return before dawn, because if not, the late ones coming here will stay here forever!” hearing such a short span of time caused Angga, He and Reza to panic.

“How many hours before Dawn?” ask Reza.

They all swallowed their salivaries.

“Come we search now!” He also held Angga's hand.

Because they remember the last time they used a bag in Sabanah.

“Come to that Sabanah again!” say Dia.

“How to?” ask Angga, because he himself does not know the way there.

“This!” He showed the feathers of starlings who had helped them.

“You saved it?” angga.

“Not intentionally.” reveals He doubtfully.

“Yes, how do we meet the bird?” ask Angga.

“I also don't know, I hope he comes right now.” He hoped that the good-natured starling bird would come back again.

As He and Angga were still thinking about how to meet the bird, suddenly the starling came into their presence.

“Angga, that's Her bird!” He pointed towards the bird.

“Oh yes! You're right!” Anga and He came closer.

“Hei, kind bird, please show us the way to Sabanah.” pinta Angga sincerely.

“Alright,” says the starling.

He and Angga saw each other, because the bird was talking to them.

“Thanks a lot of birds, we have to be fast, can you fly a bit fast?” pinta She's.

“Of course, He.” said the bird as it began to fly showing the way.

“Where do you know my name?” ask him by running after the starling bird.

“I Rita, I was cursed to be a starling bird after Princess Candra Wati's castle collapsed, which yesterday accompanied your journey was my mother,” said Rita.

“You're serious?” He couldn't believe it was his old friend.

“Yes, forgive me and my great-grandfather for harming you, I regret being affected by it.” Rita represents Asrita to apologize to her friends.

“Can't be forgiven, what else is your grandmother still in action!” angga.

“No, he has been destroyed with the nyai of the Princess,” explained Rita.

“Really?” Angga was doubtful about Rita's statement

“Iya, right! Oh yes, we've arrived.” Rita stops at a border between the forest and the sabanah.

“Interested?” He felt they had not gone too far.

“Iya, hurry! Because the tuyul are heading there to take your bag.” said Rita.

“Alright, we will leave now,” said He.

“Not you, but you yourself.” Rita sent her to that place herself.

“What? How alone?” He was afraid to go there alone.

“Because Angga left his bag at the home of his future wife Purwati,” said Rita.

The deg!

Angga's heart skipped a beat, as he could not imagine having to meet Purwati and her grandmother again.

“Resurge, because you have wasted a lot of time.” Rita urges Him and Angga to get to their respective destinations.

“Dia, be careful on the road.” Angga hugged Him, After that Angga and Rita went to Purwati's house.

He who lives alone in the bright nights of the moon feels stubborn.

Deg deg!

His feet continued to step with his eyes watching here and there.

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