BOMA GENDENK'S

7 LOVE (MYSTERICAL MIST)

WHEN Police Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo came out of the Hospital in Sukabumi many journalists from various media had been waiting. This is one thing he didn't expect. This Intermediate Officer rolled up the left arm of his striped jacket. The watch on the wrist shows at 11:25 p.m.

"Interpreter? It's late at night. This is all ordinary events. What's the interview all for?" Kusumo Atmojo refused smooth.

"It was said that the time of the rescue was carried out there were various strange events in Mount Gede" said a journalist.

"Mister, we just want to confirm. Because you're the Leader of the Search Team..."

"No... No, I'm not Team Leader. The overall search was led by Letda Sofyan of Sukabumi Police. I entered the search because my daughter Trini asked. The group of missing children are her school friends at Nusantara III High School." Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo steps into the parking lot.

"Sir, wait..."

"Regarding the oddities, sir..."

"What weirdness?" Kusumo Atmojo was indifferent.

"According to Letda Sofyan and Pak Tatang from the Supervisory Post of Mount Gede..."

"Well, if there's any weirdness, just ask them. I found nothing strange. Or ask the kids if they're cured. Now they're still critical..."

"But no one died sir?" ask a journalist.

"No, no." replied Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo. "I'm tired. I'm going back to Jakarta soon."

"If you're tired don't walk, sir. Take a break in the canteen. The most fun coffee every night."

The one who spoke with a smile was a big fat journalist, dressed in leather and wearing a pet hat turned over. He represented a tabloid of the capital and among his fellow journalists he was known by the nickname Tuyul Bengkak. This name fits with his big fat, slippery bald head that is always hidden under a pet hat.

"You're a pinter by the way..."

"If you don't say his name isn't a journalist, sir. So we go to the cafeteria, sir?" tuyul Bengkak said.

"just enough here. What are you gonna ask?"

"Regarding the weirdness, sir. According to Letda Sofyan when seven members of the mountaineering troupe were found, they were on the edge of the height of the landslide. They're in their own plastic sleeping bags..."

"That's right. What's weird?" letkol Kusumo.

"It must be strange sir," replied the sinter journalist talking Tuyul Bengkak. " According to Mr. Tatang from the Supervisory Post. The seven children were found neatly lined up like someone was arranging..."

"Who's setting it up?"

"Not knowing, sir. We asked the Father..."

"I don't know who is running. Maybe it was just a coincidence."

Another journalist said. "According to Sambas' brother, Deputy Head of the Evacuation Supervisory Post, in the dark of the night and the worst of the weather from the mountain slopes to the Post will take about five hours. Turns out the Search Team only takes three hours..."

"Well, what's so weird? Letda Sofyan has experience in dealing with various natural disasters on the mountain. What else some residents helped and also do not forget the role of Mr. Tatang, Head of Supervisory Post..."

"What do you think of Mr Tatang fireflies?" a reporter asked a question.

"Betul Sir. He said all the way down the mountain there was a group of fireflies flying in front of the group. Like leading the way..."

Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo was about to laugh but did not. He rubbed his chin overgrown with coarse short beards. " Fricks can appear everywhere. By the sea, in the forest, in the mountains..."

"She said the fireflies simply vanished shortly after the Search Team's group survived at the foot of the mountain..."

"I'm not paying much attention. When the evacuation took place, I didn't have time to pay attention..."

"One more Sir. Two team members who carried stretchers said it was not an easy job to carry people down the mountain, what else at night. But the time carrying those kids they didn't feel any weight at all. Just shabbily..."

"The name of the children, how much do they weigh? Try this fat guy. Must've been heavy!" Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo pointed to the journalist who spoke of the big fat body. Laughter filled the parking lot.

The reporter who spoke up was still not willing to give up. "One of the members of the mountaineering troupe is a fat woman. It weighs at least a hundred kilos. But the two people who carried it also said lightly, not heavy."

Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo smiled. He held up his jacket collar and said. " The fat girl, and her friends for almost two days did not eat. Must be their bodies on a deflated balloon kayak. On lightly."

"But Sir..." The reporter spoke again. "Oh, I'm sorry sir, my feathers goosebumps sir..."

"You are just there. Why goosebumps? Which feathers are goosebumps?"

The words of Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo made the place again filled with laughter of journalists.

"So seriously sir, I'm not lying. According to one of the bearers, it was justified by several others, such as someone who helped carry the children."

"Well, if anyone helps you, good dong! Gotta thank you. But you know who helped?" ask Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo.

"That makes me shiver sir. He said the one who helped carry it was invisible. But it definitely feels there..."

"Aah!" Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo waved his hand. "Who helped? Demons, demons, genies? Someone made up. But... That's good for sensational news. Go to the first page as the head line. Must be your newspaper oplaag going up. Ha ha ha!" laughing, Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo stepped towards his vehicle.

Before entering the jeep Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo turned around. "One thing you have to remember" he told reporters who had not yet left. "The success of the rescue of seven children of Nusantara III High School is to say the guidance and help of God Almighty. Not because of anyone."

Mr. Lieutenant's eyes flickered into a glare as a high-powered flash from a reporter's camera swept across his face. The famous tabloid journalist by the name of Tuyul Bengkak leaned against the door of the Suzuki katana black, opened the pet hat and rubbed his bald head. his pair of eyes were still looking towards the disappearance of the light behind the vehicle driven by Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo.

"Lieutenant Colonel that..." Tuyul Swollen talking alone. "I'm sure he knows all the weirdness that happened when the rescue was made. There is a great mystery in this event. What reason? The department? A religion? Whatever the reason I have to see him again. And that girl too. Trini, a lot of news to work on. My honor this month could be pretty big..." Tuyul Swollen smile. He put his hat back on and went inside the Suzuki katana.

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THE NEXT day, Wednesday, many mass media reported the successful rescue of seven children from Nusantara III High School who climbed Mount Gede. Previously it has often been reported calamity that befell many mountain climbers. But this one event is considered a rare occurrence. Generally in such an event rarely can the victim be saved, what else in its entirety and after two days declared lost.

Some strange events such as the presence of fireflies, the speed of rescue time, the help of supernatural creatures are also revealed in the media. The names of Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo Atmojo, Letda Sofyan, Nugroho Sutanto, Tatang Suradilaga, Boma and his friends are mentioned in the news. In his study on Wednesday, Lieutenant Colonel Kusumo shook his head.

"What the hell do those reporters want. All supernatural beings are mentioned..."

Three days later four of the seven children admitted to the Hospital in Sukabumi were released. They are Firman, Rio, Ronny and Andi. Two days later, Vino and Gita are also allowed to go home. Boma is alone now. His body was attacked by a high fever and occasionally accompanied by convulsions. In addition, from his mouth often comes a voice like delirious. Then once Boma's voice turned into an old woman's voice. At the request of his parents Boma then transferred to PMI Hospital Bogor.

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