Kemuning Climbing
Dibble

Retracing in fear, making it out of the haunted bus, they begin to make the beginning of the climb. The entrance at the gate shows a rare sight, the many arwa haunting the climbers crowded in. Yahya was nudged by one of the climbers who was holding a backpack on his back. There was a little boy sitting on it. The pale face of the head is covered with wounds.

Kemuning hasn't been able to say they are ghosts. Bu Yahya thrust a few sheets of tissue into his hand.

“Your child is injured, you are still a child when invited to climb the mountain, sir?” Ask Yahya.

“Bu Yahya, let's go ahead” Kemuning pulled it away.

“Yet, I'm not talking to the person again, how in already cut?”

“Bu, take a good look. Everyone here is human?”

Kemuning pointed at each climber, a second Yahya realized rubbing his forehead. Without an answer, he tightly held Kemuning's hand. On the side of the entrance at the foot of the mountain, not a new sight, people who are busy giving offerings and asking for various kinds of wishes.

“Very many offerings, see those who never realized what would happen if the child in the collision right. Duh, what am I talking about? My husband also makes no difference” Yahya continued his steps.

“Bu, don't forget to read do’a yes. We begin at the beginning of entering a different realm. Do not shout or make a loud noise, our voice can trigger the arrival of a subtle creature.”

“Yes mom remembers Kemuning, actually heavy leaving children. But I don't want to lose.”

Two hours ago they were harassed by bus waiters and climbers. In front shows the atmosphere of the village that seems real. Even Kemuning alone could not distinguish in the presence of human atmosphere or other realms. The woman wore a simple dress, there was a long cloth wrapped around her waist, she stopped pounding on a tool similar to a dimple. His smile seemed creepy, he waved his hand and walked over.

“Where are these mothers and sisters going? The climate in the mountain again does not support climbing, just stay for a moment in the hut.”

“We want to find someone ma'am. Duh, sorry we're afraid of ngerepotin. We continue the journey.”

“Yet why it was rejected, tuh drizzle also already down.”

“Look carefully his back bu..”

Ayu's figure began to help her, her pale hands pointing towards the back of her hollow back. The look on Yahya's face was frightened, he walked quickly in front of Kemuning who asked permission from the mothers of dimples holders. With Ayu coming, she felt safe. Kemuning smiles with relief, behind the challenge of climbing there are friends who always help him.

“kemuning.. stay away from this place.”

The ghostly sound of Ayu's climber never changes and one of the sentences she always repeats. Walking in post one, there was a crowd of people making the two of them want to see what happened inside. Yahya's hand was getting stronger holding the leg of Kemuning, inside the circle of the crowd there was a crying woman hugging her knee. Kemuning wanted to touch her but Yahya who was afraid that if she was an unknown woman was bad intentions, he pulled out of the place.

“Mother wait here yes.”

“It's safe, you why are you alone there?” Tanya Kemuning gave him a bottle of mineral water.

“Thank you very much, I am looking for my missing sister on the mountain. That time__”

The story of the young woman's body position is still hugging her knees.

I heard the many cases of climbers missing on the mountain. The number of deaths is increasing and also this mountain is said to be a mountain of human retrievers. Circulating secret stories there are sacred gifts taking families and children as their victims.

I didn't know they were all ghosts, I had set up a tent and stayed one night. Along the way before reaching post one, I felt like someone was following. Moreover, something was bothering me as I exited the tent highlighting a strange figure who suddenly ran after me. I ran so fast that I fell on the ground like a grave.

I fell into it, my body all muddy. I was unconscious for hours. I dreamt of seeing myself walking on a very high cliff. My feet are at the end of the cliff. The figure of my brother dating pulled me until I realized. I also came out of the running to ask for help. But along the way I saw many corpses lined up, their bodies covered in black cloth. My legs that could no longer walk bent down bent in fear. Throughout the night screamed at the various forms of creatures swarming about. Until you two come pull me away.

“I know it's hard, but if your resolve has been rounded then I can only hope you find your brother. Tomorrow we'll find a source of water after entering post two. The suspension bridge under which the lane road marker is secure. Oh, your name is who?”

“I Tama, if you?”

“I Kemuning and it's bu Yahya, my mother's brother.”

“If you guys want to climb to this mountain?”

“We are looking for Mr. Muhyi, there are many other things that still make it difficult for us when we get out of that door.”

Outside there are many activities that people do. Awakened kemuning can not close the eyes choose dhikr in the heart. She carries a picture of her grandmother, hoping that she will meet again until she hugs him.

“Grandmother..”

The world that could not be quite said to be another realm, especially the rotating shaft was still the secret of the heavens about the boundary of penetrating the life of the subtle creatures. Still classified mystery reveals the contents in it. Kemuning who began to fall asleep felt a very cold air approaching him. His pair of hard-to-open eyes only felt the figure getting closer and closer.

“Yellowing,.”

Just this time he opened his eyes to feel the blazing sunlight tracing in between the hole gaps in the post. Tama stood up straight preparing to continue the journey, as well as Yahya's mother in the afterthought of packing up to leave. They held each other to a rope as a connecting sign along the way. Yahya stood at the very front stopping to see the man bearing the branch of the tree on his shoulder. Her steps were very fast without looking at her, she remembered that the T-shirt her husband wore was exactly the same as the one he was wearing.

Yahya pulled the rope walking out of the lane following the man, Kemuning who did not know Yahya's mother changed the path so that the brand remained following.