SHAVETUH MANTU
Endless

Departure to East Java can not be delayed any longer. Accompanied by Kyai Arya, Dhanu - who has not been kapok -, Rinjani, Jalu Aji, Dalilah, and a medium psychic trance expert, Nanang Pangarep begins his journey leading to the second highest mountain after Mahameru.

The journey that should only take less than six hours through the toll feels incredibly difficult. The frustration that increased dramatically after the rough repeatedly presents excessive fatigue, in the after tire burst, took a lot of time on the way. The group was forced to get out, pushing the car alternately to add tires.

When the magrib came, the twilight incision began to dissipate, the wind was blown violently. Under the perdu of a medium psychic trance expert who since the departure of many silent jerks back with bulging eyes and a tongue that almost comes out in its entirety.

Kyai Arya who was sitting next to her held her body.“Ono opo?”

“Boten sisah aca! Boten wonten ginanipun.” (Don't come, there's no point! ) Speak with a heavy voice.

“Dudu your business!” Kyai Arya who holds a prayer beads in her right hand helps an inter-dimensional psychic medium that Nanang rents to backup her issued a Dewi Laya Bajramaya shipment.

The medium opened his mouth with a raised body before his body crashed. He opened his eyes, then smiled peacefully.

“Since I thought someone sent me, mas, Yai. I just accidentally opened and never let you in! Turns out..large energy. I've never thought of a game like gini.” complains with a dizzy head.

Nanang gave me water and then patted his back.

“It is certain that Dewi Laya Bajramaya does not let us easily get there! He was targeting Pandu a long time ago, since he was in the womb.”

Rinjani then stopped sulking, he was curious about Nanang's story. Rinjani. “How do you mean? You know that angel? Tell me how it is?” tanyanya enthusiastic.

“No need for you to know, later think!” Nanang turned his face to the pitiful look in front of him. “She is beautiful, but can be evil. For now, pray Pandu can control it.” he added slowly as if calming.

“Prime.” Rinjani suddenly stroked her stomach, remembering how she conceived her third son. Full of challenges and challenges. “He must be back anyway? We can't lose anymore?”

“Yo you pray more than cry.” Nanang suggested, observing his colleagues. “We're taking a dinner break and we're leaving again. No need to rush the wong for sure we arrive late, dangerous night climbing!”

“But my hunch is not good.” Rinjani's eyes are pointing east, the direction where Pandu is located. Things get quiet. A mother's premonition can not be allowed, maybe Rinjani's bad premonition hints at the state of Pandu?

The group reached the basecamp at midnight, the silence of the night wingit and fog shackling the mountain slopes aggravate the bad premonition conditions of Pandu's mother. It catches something bad when the rain suddenly falls in the absence of public signs.

Run them to the house of Mbah Mangku with Dhanu who became the leader.

Mbah Mangku Gegas saluted the noble descendants before him. Kyai Arya gave a small smile as the gaze of the kejawen man slowly regained its calm after stiffening facing him.

Mbah Mangku nodded his head then hurriedly told his guest of honor to enter his simple house. “Please come in, sorry about it.” he said as he widened the door leaf. But the group stared at the fried bananas, boiled peanuts, coffee, tea, boiled bakmi that were all still warm. Mbah Mangku accompanied by a wife who immediately handed clean cloths to dry the body.

Rinjani rubs her wet Dalilah hair. “We are close to Pandu, you eat.”

“No. Java Dwipa back in full view.” Mbah Mangku gives a sweet smile of honey.

“Ampact-impact, Java Dwipa?” Rinjani.

“Thick fog blocking eye view. Java Dwipa post before Plawangan to the top. You can set up camp there or at the mangkatoromo post. Guide among the posts!” clearly Mbah Mangku, his gaze upwards as if laughing at something.

“I can only drop by to post mangkatoromo, I handle from below!”

My Lord prayed until all who were present were astonished.

“Kulo nyuwun. Mboten saget nyirnakno tumindak olo Dewi Laya.” (I'm sorry. Can't get rid of Dewi Laya's bad actions.)

“Nggih.” Rinjani nodded, then she looked even more hopeful at the three men who had warmed up with coffee.

There is no word to go home before Pandu is found, the rule Rinjani says before the people agree to go with him to extreme and mystical places. Three people refused. Unable.

“But if I can ask for help to Mbah Mangku again, I want more reinforcements from the SAR team and local residents, porter/guide.”

“Nggih.” Mbah Mangku prayed while retreating. For about a week Pandu there, extreme weather changes caused residents of the mountainside to crisscross to find out what happened to him. Mbah Mangku is not too deep, Pandu search may not be like looking for ordinary climbers who are lost and lost. There is caution that needs to be maintained so that Pandu and those looking for a rahayu slamet until they meet again.

Mbah Mangku saluted again, allowing his guests to eat dishes made by his wife before retreating.

Rinjani gives warm tea to her daughter who looks so devastated her most adorable sister was lost in the most extreme way. “You invite Jalu Aji to eat and rest!” Dalilah assented with a lethargic face. Rinjani himself then approached Dhanu who had earlier .

“Wallah a'lam, Nu. You don't have to feel guilty. That kid who was lying from the beginning.”

Dhanu commented a bitter smile. “But roughly Pandu can not yo budhe handle Dewi Laya?”

Rinjani's chest skipped a beat. He stared at the mist and rain from behind the dewy window with a glaring gaze. The coldness spread throughout his senses. His son has many friends, but handling a woman's bucini at once makes him relax his shoulders.

“I don't know, Nu. The date was never him, let alone directly become a husband. I think it's funny, he will definitely reject it as hard as he can.” always to melt the atmosphere.

Dhanu stuffed her hand into the jacket pocket before nodding. “Guide can definitely resist it, budhe. The only girl Pandu likes is Kyai Arya's son. Aisyah her name.”

“Oh so you invited Kyai Arya because of that?”

“He'eh.”

Rinjani nodded her head. Not wrong anymore. “You eat and rest, tomorrow will be an amazing journey. Don't give up today.”

“Budhe don't give up!” Dhanu patted his shoulder in sympathy, and Nanang cleared his throat. “Earth gonjang-ganjing. Trokkkk-tok-tok-tok-tok-tok..” he said while tapping the seat frame.

Rinjani rolled her eyes, rather than taking care of social jealousy, she put a scarf around her neck while filling her stomach with cold boiled noodles.

And that night, after the meal was over and preparing the bed, they decided to spend the night on the mat with the addition of a sleeping bag to maintain body temperature.

Nanang stared at the ceiling of the house without a ceiling next to Jalu Aji who bounded it from Rinjani.

His hand stretched out, touching the top of Rinjani's head and rubbing it slowly. “Sleep. Because the fight between love and anger is endless!”

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