Kualat On Sacred Mountain
Fatal

Angga looked around him which was starting to darken.

The rain that was just dripping is now heavy.

Zzaar!!

The sound of lightning roared alternately non-stop.

“Gosh! Poor him, surely he's rained.” Angga began to continue his journey not to forget he lit his head lamp.

Rainwater that soaks the ground makes Angga difficult to walk because it is slippery.

Bruk!

As a result, he slipped until he sat down. “Au! It hurts!” Angga grimaced as he felt pain in his butt.

He who wanted to get up suddenly saw a hand in front of his face.

Sontak Angga looked up, seeing who was in front of him.

“Whose you?” greet Angga to a long-haired beautiful girl who was soaking wet from the rain.

“Come, I help!” the beautiful girl smiled.

Angga who really needs help also received good intentions from the beautiful girl.

“Thank you very much,” said Angga.

“Why are you here?” ask the pretty girl.

“I climbed with my friends, and one of us was left behind, and I was looking for him,” said Angga.

“Oh, must be hard to find, what else is the rain so heavy.” the girl looks up at the sky that is now invisible bright again.

“You're climbing too?” ask Angga, because the beautiful girl only wears old-fashioned kebaya clothes.

“No, I live around here, do you want to stop by? Later if the rain has subsided, you can find again,” said the beautiful girl.

“What? You live here?” Angga could not believe there was a beautiful girl living on the mountain.

“Iya, come! You search now will endanger you, because usually if the rain can take hours, fear you get hypothermia.” explained the beautiful girl.

Although Angga hesitated, but he had no choice.

True too, if I get hypothermia, there will be trouble for others, but if I come along, I do not know, actually he is human or not, the inner Angga.

“Alright, if you don't mind, I'll come with.” Angga agrees to visit the beautiful girl's house for her health.

“Follow me.” said the beautiful girl with a sweet smile.

“Alright,” says Angga.

The gogga who walked behind the beautiful girl could see that the woman in front of her was walking barefoot.

Most make Angga inexhaustible, the beautiful girl can move smoothly without being injured in the slightest even though they pass through the sharp grass.

Crazy, is he a real ghost? Or is his leg immune? inner Angga.

“Do not daydream, later you can fall again.” said the beautiful girl.

“I'm not daydreaming kok.” Angga felt astonished, because the girl knew what was in her heart.

When they were still half way, suddenly the head lamp Angga lights off.

“Wait a minute.” Angga who does not see the road is afraid if one steps.

Then the beautiful girl held the hand of Angga.

“Don't panic, we won't fall into the abyss.” the beautiful girl convinced Angga.

“How can? It's so dark, even I can't see your face,” said Angga.

“Akukan stay here, so I have paved the way.” after that, the beautiful girl walked back by holding the hand of Angga.

What the fuck? Is it true that I'm with him? inner Angga.

After a while walking they arrived in front of a hut house whose walls were made of wood, the roof was made of straw leaves.

Angga saw the shape of the house thanks to the help of lightning that struck.

Tok tok!

The beautiful girl knocked on the door of the house made of bamboo.

Krieett!!!

Uhuk uhuk uhuk!

A grandmother carrying a torch opened the door.

“Purwati, who are you carrying?” ask the grandmother whose hair is full of gray hair.

“He's a young man who is looking for his friend who lost his grandmother,” Purwati said.

“Come in.” the grandmother invited her granddaughter and Angga to enter the house.

Angga and the beautiful girl named Purwati also entered the simple hut.

Then Angga opened his raincoat so as not to wet the floor of the house made of boards.

“Sini, let me put it in the kitchen,” Purwati said.

Angga who wanted to appreciate Purwati also gave her raincoat.

While the grandmother who was still standing stared cynically at Angga.

“Sit.” said the grandmother in a vibrating voice.

“Thanks a lot nek.” The lady sat near the door.

“Swipe a little, I want to close the door, later they can see you.” The grandmother's words make Angga wrinkle his forehead.

“They are nek?” ask Angga who wants to clarify the words of the grandmother.

“People who are not happy with your presence.” said the grandmother with an angry face, then the grandmother locked the door tightly, he said, after that the grandmother read a spell that is not understood Angga.

How did this grandma know that I was coming so crowded? And, what did he say about? inner Angga.

“Nek, what did we do wrong?” asked Angga who wanted to know what the old grandmother meant.

“Your intentions are not good on this mountain, you have also dirty this mountain!” the grandmother was so disgusted when she told Angga.

Angga who felt that he had wrongly lowered his head.

“Are you aware? Because you and your friend, the others became victims,” said the grandmother.

“I'm sorry grandma, I'm guilty.” Angga can not forgive himself if everyone is hurt because of his actions and also Rita.

“You know, it's not easy to take that gold out of its place, if you touch it, your life will be at stake!”

Duars!!!

Important information from the grandmother made Angga want to faint.

Deg deg!

His heart was beating so violently, his heart was getting unsettled.

“What is grandma sure?” Angga hesitated, because Rita is still alive today.

“On guarantee! Because the gold is in a sacred tomb located on the west side of this mountain, and it is guarded by evil demons! If one of the gravestones on the rope comes off, then he will ask for life, not just one, but many,” explained the grandmother.

Duars!!!

Angga's heart seemed to be about to explode hearing the old grandmother's words.

Is Rita dead too? inner Angga.

“But grandma, the friend who led us here is still alive, even she brought the gold bullion to the city and gave it to me,” said Angga.

”You sure it's your friend?” the grandmother's question made Angga doubtful.

Moreover, Rita who is now so different from the previous one.

“I don't know nek.” Angga felt weak.

He could not imagine if they all ended up in that place.

“Nek, what should we do? We haven't taken that gold at all.” Angga hopes there is a way out of the big problems they are facing.

“Slow, because each of you, have their own fault!” bright grandma.

...Seriate......