Silence Cupu, It's the Queen
Chapter 76 the top of the tea garden

Indeed the mountain has a sweet romantic atmosphere cool and calm..

for nature lovers it is a spiritual pleasure..

but for lovers of love, the atmosphere is often misused...

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The bus ride is about an hour..

The bus stops at a special stop for climbers, which is located before the traditional market of village B

Ratih arrived at the location of a special route of the climbing data collection post when it was already before dusk, he said,

Because the clock is gig so Ratih decided to all take a short break for dinner.

angkringan stalls are the best solution for backpackers who will do the climb,

Because the path that will be passed by Ratih is the official path, so every climber must first queue at the post for data collection.

The atmosphere of many climbers who are resting in a large room like a hall, they originally sit and blend with fellow climbers.

"Hi.. Can I sit here ?" greeting a woman of the same age as Ratih.

"Hi too. hhmmm please.." Ratih Prameswari shifted his position,

Didn't expect him to find a companion on the way to the last post before the summit.

"So you want to get to the top or nginep in the last post ?" ask the woman

"I have no intention to make it to the top anyway, at most I make a bivouac in the last post just hehe." said Ratih as it is.

that woman is Nurul, she's not a local.

his look is more like a citizen of blesteran, like,

Beautiful, about 178cm tall, wave brown hair, fair skin, green hazel eyes, thin lips and sharp nose of course.

"Well.kayaknya we will be friends of the struggle deh tonight." said Nurul friendly.

"We drink wedang ginger anget first yuk.."

"he said if you drink this before the road , our stomachs won't be bloated.."

because the night wind on the mountain actually seeps through the skin, it can even make bones tremble as well

Mencegah kembung saat pendakian bisa diatasi dengan cara mengkonsumsi minuman hangat seperti Wedang jahe, atau menempelkan jahe pada bagian pusar tubuh , seukuran ruas jati kelingking aja, lalu ditutup dengan plester

guaranteed during the climb will not feel bloating..

***

Ratih and Nurul started the trek up from the logging post at around 21:00

it was the perfect time to arrive at the last post located on top of the tea plantation hill.

They both walked in a happy mood, though,

sometimes tell me about each other,

"I'm not a citizen here anyway, I'm just on vacation I happen to like mountains.."

nurul said with a dialect that is still a boulean kebule..

"where did you live before ?"

ask Ratih curious, though,

"I'm from eastern Indonesia, you know Sumba ?? well that's my place hehe"

"wahs.. Sumba is far away, but pretty exotic anyway.."

Ratih has only ever seen Sumba through the magazine of Indonesian tourist destinations..

"when when if you go to Sumba look for me, surely I will accompany you backpackeran to a good place, eastern Indonesia paradise." said Nurul proud of his residence..

"Hhmmm may we not only be friends tonight but so on." said Ratih friendly.

They just pass the first post, because in the first post they only show the climber card obtained from the data collection post earlier..

After all this is not even a quarter of the journey time yes want to rest, embarrassed dong with other climbers hehe..

The more the night the mountain atmosphere the colder the piercing skin.

although already wearing long-sleeved clothes but does not reduce the sensation of cold that seeps between the skin.

***

Towards midnight the two of them almost arrived at the last post that Ratih was referring to.

passing through the green tea garden..

The sweat wetting their bodies was certain, the more sweating kept the body temperature warm and it was quite capable of fighting the mountain cold.

The wind began to feel touch the skin tight, even though it is night..

the sound of small marine animals, the sound of crickets is typical, then there are also ferrets or small lizards that casually cross arrived from one bush to another bush.

passing through the winding uphill road, the road is still in the form of rocks with the right left of the stretch of tea plantations.

all that fatigue paid off when the two reached a flat place on a hill next to the tea plantation.

hoshs..

hoshs..

hoshs...

"finally up there, brother.."

ratih's breathing is quite breathless

"Waow.. This is so awesome Ratih. Look !!"

Nurul pointed up..

The sky is perfect !!!

Ratih and Nurul put down their cartier bags, then fell for a moment on a flat field.

"Stars scattered in space." murmured Nurul.

"There is one star that shines the most.it must be a swargaloka belonging to the mother goddess.." murmured Ratih softly only the wind heard.

For a moment the mind of Ratih drifted to the past as he made a spiritual journey from the days of the Pramodhawardhani who wanted to seek the blessing of adhi shakti..

if space looks so magnificent, how does the form of adhi shakti if it shows its form in the universe..

adhi Shakti is the mother of the universe.

"I don't think that we are just dust grains of dust ..."

"The above is the perfect beauty of nature.."

"didn't we imagine there was another life among the shining stars ??"

"they can see us, but we can't even know they exist.."

"If only one star were to come down and greet us.."

"wouldn't that be so amazing' ??"

"a star that will manifest our desires unconditionally.."

Lots of sentences spoken by Ratih Prameswari, enough to make Nurul stunned by the thought of Ratih..

"Life other than man ??" mumam Nurul

of course, Nurul is not sensitive to the occult things that are real even though they are not visible in plain sight.

"Your mind is very conservative, yes, Ratih is like a child who fantasizes about something that is not hehe" Nurul said, rising from a position of collapse.

The cold air of the mountains is getting colder they should immediately prepare a bivouac for the warmth of their sleep tonight.

because the air temperature in the mountains after passing midnight until before dawn can reach 10° celsius.

Two bivouacs are set up next to each other, it's quite easy to prepare a bivouac for sleep tonight.

it was not until one hour that Ratih and Nurul had re-assembled in front of their bivouac.

"We have to make a fire, make an insect." Nurul said

"all to make good noodles kak.." of course, you have to fill your stomach before going to bed

"okay.same hot drinks too huh hahaha..."

they both enjoyed the night in a very good way.

occasionally some other climbers pass through their bivouac site,

but because Nurul and Ratih deliberately put on a jutek expression when meeting other climbers, especially male climbers,

so no one dared to tempt them..

A woman should always raise her face, should not duck because it shows weakness.

at least lift your face, show your firm side, do not want to look weak when in a foreign place like the middle of nowhere..

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