Climbing Trail

Ciremai Mountain Terror Part 1

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There is nothing wrong as long as we go up, until the top also ngecamp. New problems arise before we go down, in the Ayu haids salting.

After installing the pads, we go straight down. Pamit briefly with climber Wonosobo who yesterday had a chat at the top. They suggested jamming last night again because it was starting late afternoon. But because tomorrow we both work, the last night's ramp again is definitely impossible.

In the forest again. Come on first, I'm behind him so I can watch. We walk slowly. Linggarjati Line is rather dangerous to run. Ayu asked for a break. Probably the haids influence.

Oddity began to be felt when we passed the post Sanggabuana, we did not meet a single climber who climbed. Though the crowds of climbers is what makes me dare to go down despite the kesorean.

At 5 pm we arrive at Batu Lingga post. There's a little field for us to rest. Here we cook noodles and brew coffee.

"Where in, it's late afternoon. What else is it? " Said Ayu. His face was clearly cape and worried.

"So Yu, all cape." I said.

After the house I found out, fatal mistakes were made here and in Sanggabuana.

Ayu story, when in Sanggabuana, he had to really stop because of the love of the climbers who want to ride. He took a nagging, "let's not go up again, it's good to go down, it's not disturbing"

Whether by chance or not, it is true that we never cross paths with other climbers again.

The second, and most fatal, error. In Batu Lingga Ayu throw his former pads into the thickets of the bush.

From here to the bottom is terror.

Equipment beres. Repackaging. We go straight. It was dark because of Magrib. Ayu in front, I'm in the back.

The feathers began to stand. It felt like among the bushes, behind the trees, in every dark place there was watching. My head is starting to hurt. Based on my experience, a painful head usually has mystical activities.

At the turn of the forest, I was shocked to see Ayu stop and her body facing me. His voice trembled, he said, "In, you go first huh. Gw handle keril lu ya. "

I'm nodding. So now I go first, while Ayu holds my carrier in the back. The streets are completely dark. Illumination is only from headlamp light

From the corner of my eye I saw a black shadow standing on the tree, but when I looked there was no one. Then there was a clear whisper, which I thought was a climber, in fact the path in front was empty and dark nobody. Here I pray in my heart for protection.

Suddenly Ayu cried, she fell down, her head hidden on her knees. In his sobbing he repeatedly mentioned the pocong... Pocong .. Pockmarks

Hearing that my hair stood up completely. I looked in all directions in panic. That figure doesn't exist. I persuaded Ayu to walk again, reminding him to pray.

Ayu finally wanted to walk again after I closed her eyes with a buff. In this way, Ayu was no longer hysterical, but our path became unusually slow.

Along the way I still continue to see the black prowess. Sometimes the bushes sway by themselves. The sounds in Sundanese language that I do not understand means sounding either in the ear or the sound of climbers who are carried by the wind.

My body trembled when there was a shadow at the end of the path, he squatted under the tree. This time the shadow did not disappear. I wastighfar getting louder, Ayu held my hand tightly. Getting closer, we will be forced to pass it because the figure is right on the edge of the lane.

Nyaliku. I was quiet in place. Shaking and dryness. This time Ayu hugged me. Even if he saw nothing, he felt something strange. Long I stood hoping the figure was gone, so we could pass. But he stays there.

Suddenly my back was patted. A climber is descending. Thank God we are safe, I am glad. He waved his hand to take me on the road. I'm moving right away. That figure is gone. I followed this climber until he suddenly disappeared in the dark.

A soft voice sounded, "just walk straight, don't look left."

Ayu and I continued to walk slowly. The real terror mixed with the hallucinations made my mind even weaker. A second ago I saw a hand coming out of the ground, it turned out to be just a root.

In this situation I finally collapsed. The soft voice of Istighfar was still heard from Ayu's mouth.

I woke up feeling fresh water in my mouth. Turns out Ayu poured water for me to wake up.

We started walking again.

The situation is now turning around. I who barely have any energy left was swept away by Ayu. The shadows are still visible among the trees. Somewhere I even saw legs swinging. Not daring to make sure whose feet, I closed my eyes.

After passing through a rather sharp derivative, I saw in the left lane there was a tent. I'm glad I didn't play, we finally survived. Three people were seen surrounding the fire. One person saw us, he waved his hand.

I happily half-screamed to Ayu. "Yu, we'll stop by first. Copy, rest, tomorrow's the way again. " Pointing towards the tent.

Suddenly Ayu slaps me violently while screaming hysterically, "in, sober on! Istighfar!! There's nothing there!! "

The three people were now all waving around calling. "That's the Yu guy, let's go there. It's not good, it's been called. Come Yu... "

Ayu slapped me harder while yelling at my side telling Istighfar.

This time when I looked to the left the three people were already a meter away near me, while strange grinning, suddenly his third head came off and fell to the ground. While giggling his head was rolling towards me.

I was hysterical and ran away. Some time ago I realized, I left Ayu behind. My legs are limp, my heart is racing. Going back to Ayu, I was scared.

But I soon saw Ayu walking down. So close, he just patted me to take the road again. I followed him in the back.

But I slowly widened the distance with Ayu. Frankly I'm not sure, Ayu who walks near me is my friend Ayu. All prayers I offer. There's a feeling, sorry why I didn't memorize the verse of the chair.

I walked with my eyes staring at the ground. Because around me sightings are everywhere. Even as my eyes were fixed to the ground, I could see next to me there were legs I was passing by. There's a small, big one. There's a black one. Some wear white.

My heart felt like it was going to be dislodged when Ayu who was walking three meters in front of me suddenly ran and directly climbed into the tree while laughing giggling. I turned around, ran up again. Not far away I saw Ayu leaning against the tree while crying. My instinct says this is the real Ayu. But as soon as I touched her she was screaming hysterically.

"GO!! GO!! "

She fell limp as she realized I was the one who touched her.

"Di, it's you, right? "

We trembled with our bodies and the prayers began to run again. All sightings appear. Some perched on trees, heads poking in the bushes. The stench and smell of jasmine are alternating.

Ayu and I try to keep walking in the middle of the lane. We are very afraid if too left or right there is a hand that will pull us into the bush.

Not to mention the voices. There was a voice that sounded angry but in Sundanese, there was a giggling laugh, some said assalamu'alaikum repeatedly.

I took cover behind a tree when I saw a horse passing by without a rider.

The sound of birds is clearly heard. Cawing.. Cawing... Cawing...

Either I'm getting used to it or I'm resigned. I'm a hundred percent sure this must be a bird.

Over us blackbirds, flying slowly. It's not a bird, it's an ordinary bird. I'm relieved by his side.

I heard Ayu Istighfar quietly, then fell unconscious. My feelings are falling apart again. What the hell is this?

Before I also fainted, I had a chance to see what made Ayu fall. Behind the bird, there was a fly following, a stem cage.

I woke up in the Cibunar post. Confused and disorientated. Until I realized again, last night was not a dream, my body was shaking again. Some people in the room realized I was awake, immediately approached. One gave me a sweet hot tea which when I drank instantly made me feel calm again. The other sat next to me rubbing my back.

“Diminished slowly by her tea Jang.” Said the Father.

I watched the whole room, still not sure if I had been helped.

“Pak, my friend?” I asked Ayu whereabouts. The absence of Ayu there immediately made me panic.

“There's a room next door. It's okay.”

I then told him about everything we had until we finally fainted. The man listening quietly did not seem surprised at all. The occasional cigarette smoke billowed from his lips. Everything I remember telling you, except for Ayu throwing her pads in the bush. Other than fear, there was a sense of shame for having littered the mountain.

“Kunaon can be so?” said the Father,” occult occurrences are often here, but I'm new tea with a dreadful until this.”

“I also don't know sir.” Answer me lying.

The father looked straight into my eyes as if trying to read, he then asked,”punten his jang, punten, father only nanya, you above adultery?”

I was asked like that. “Astagfirullah no sir. I'm the same Ayu just temen. We also bring our own tents.”

The man still looked at me with an uncertain look.

But that's the truth. Ayu and I agreed to sleep on each other's fines. Ayu brought a one-man tent that I often ridiculed as a tent of the dead. And I brought the tarp tent I just bought before I left. We were familiar, but our familiarity was not romantic at all.

“Yes already, you rest for a while. Later someone will come bring a side dish from below, you immediately eat yes. Filled in his stomach.”said the Father.

I'm nodding. “Thank you sir.”

The father went straight out, met some people who had been secretly listening to our conversation. From his voice there were probably about four people. But I have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about because it's in Sundanese. But the up and down intonation of their chatter that was definitely talking about me and Ayu made me feel bad.

The clock in my hand is 11 noon. For an all-out person to be terrorized last night, it is unimaginable to be happy to see the light of the sun.

I saw my carrier and Ayu in the corner of the room, as well as Ayu's shoes. I opened my carrier looking for a cell phone and charger when I heard Ayu's voice moan. His voice is in the room next door. My hair stood back up. Is this trial not over?

I ventured into the next room. My heart immediately pinched seeing Ayu's state. One of the old mothers was kneeling Ayu's forehead while talking. Three other people held hands and feet. Ayu herself was in a great struggle trying to escape. His body was brutally thrown up and down, his legs trying to kick the person who was holding him. His eyes were red until he almost came out. When she saw me, Ayu laughed hissing like a snake and then shouted hysterically.

I was shocked to see Ayu's condition. Until you can just stand on the spot. Then he pulled me back, and asked me to drink tea.

“Do not go there jang, here aja.” Said the Father.

“My order sir...” I said without being able to continue the sentence.

“Now nothing. I'm here aja.”

I'm silent. My hand that was holding the tea glass trembled slowly. Suddenly I remembered the meeting. A job that forced me to keep going down despite the desire to camp last night again. Too late. I imagined the wrathful face of my superior over my absence. The reports I have to submit, the disappointed faces of my colleagues. I'm sighing.

“Pak, about late afternoon I was normal yet yak? Jakarta bus to Malem, right sir? I must have mengantor tuesday sir.” I asked the Father.

The father replied lightly, but like lightning in my ear,”Now tea wednesday jang.”

Astagfirullah.I fainted three days??

Not long ago the old man came out. He walked weakly towards the crowd in front. There I noticed his hand. This mother is very old, maybe almost seventy years old. There he spoke slowly, others listened. In one sentence some people looked surprised, then nodded their heads in understanding.

My father approached me. “Jang, we go down first yes. You're bonceng. You will come down. The motor is only one.”

I can't help but agree. When going to lift the carrier, the father forbid. “Udah there aja, so there will be nurunin. Hayuk jang.” Said the Father, there was a slight pushy tone.

There's a parked motorbike outside. The father got on the dirty and turned it on. I then went up behind. But when the motor was suddenly turned off.

I came down again because the father seemed to be interrupting the bike. Once between and alive. I'm going up again. But when it was squeezed the motor died again.

Two people approached us. One replaced the father and started the motor. The motor is back on. He walked five meters and then turned around again. But it died when I got on the bike.

I feel like the residents of Ceremony won't want to let go of us easily.

At 4pm the man called me in. Inside was the old mother waiting. The mother said something to the father who was listening looking down at the floor. This mother certainly can not speak Indonesian.

“Jang, the mother has tried but the demon who entered the body temen the ujang there are many. Out of one, the other in. So continues. And there's one creature whose own mother can't escape. Shape horned hideung snake.”

I listened worriedly, his intonation hinting at worse news.

“The creature was vengeful same temen the Ujang, because the Ujang temen already sassy dirtyin his house ceunah. So the Ujang team wants to be taken, want to be married. “

Now I'm really freaking out. “Pak please sir, sayin I'm sorry, please sir, ma'am please ma'am..” I wail.

“Iya Jang, relax. Said the mother, this creature is also not evil. He is familiar with the behavior of human climbers ayeuna, but the behavior of Ujang temper has been outrageous.”

There was a slight sense of relief hearing the father's words just now.

“He will take off the temen Ujang, but there are conditions.” Keep the father.

“What are the terms sir?” manyworry.

“Today should go up, and take again the dirt that was yesterday thrown away by Ujang.”

All the joints in my body immediately shook at the conditions just now.