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LOST IN THE LAND OF THE JINN"

This very exciting story happened about two months ago.

At that time I went to the area of Mount Semeru in East Java, which people say is the most haunted mountain in seantoro Tanah Java.

For me, a trip to the top of the mountain is a challenge that cannot be judged by money.

For me, traveling activities are an unparalleled inner happiness, because I do not have much time to do activities that have been my hobby since I was SMU. Because of the busy work, I have not been able to do this one hobby for a long time.

Because the journey to the top of Mount Semeru is also peppered with an event that takes place beyond reason, then this really makes an experience that I will never be able to forget in my entire life.

Yes, the event was really creepy and full of mystery.

By experiencing it myself, I finally realized that in addition to the human world there is another world that may also have a civilization with its own form and laws.

I can also really prove all the stories about the awesomeness of Mount Semuru after I experienced it myself.

At that time, my four friends and I had reached a high point, but had not reached the top of Semuru.

To just unwind, we rest in a very large and dark cave. It just so happened that we found the cave, because soon it suddenly rained very fast.

In fact, before there were no signs of nature, such as cloudy, which always accompanied the arrival of rain.

We feel very lucky because by being in the cave our bodies are not rained.

To drive away the cold and overcome the darkness of the cave room, we turn on the lights that we have designed in such a way that we can easily carry. Not only that, we also made a campfire using dry branches in the cave. After that we burned bread and played guitar while singing cheerfully. We were really happy at the time.

An hour later, the rain began to fall. Fatigue, hunger and thirst have been cured. So we decided to hurry on with the trip for another half day. We were afraid of the night before we got to the top of the mountain.

Before I left the cave, my four friends were outside. Only I am left inside. Understandably, I was a bit slow to pack the supplies I brought.

After all my supplies were wrapped up in my beloved rangsel bag, I suddenly found a treefather lying under a large rock not far from where we had made the bonfire.

Without feeling suspicious even a little, I deftly picked it up.

I even picked one later with the pleasure of eating it.

After finishing that one banana, the oddity suddenly occurred. My eyes became blurred, and the next second I could not see at all. With panic I shouted to my friends.

Fortunately, not long after that they rushed over.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with you?" Ask one of my friends.

I nervously answered, "Come away! Suddenly my eyes went blind. I can't see anything anymore!"

My four friends started to panic. At least this I felt with the haste of those who led me out of the cave.

What happened then? Is it true that comes and leads me out of the cave are my four friends?

Nah! When my vision returned to normal, how shocked I was.

What led me out of the cave was not my friends. They were sinister-looking humans, with broken and shattered faces. Their clothes are the same as my friend's clothes, but they look completely foreign and very creepy. I tried to get out of their hands. Yeah, I tried to escape immediately.

But those hairy, sturdy hands really don't make me wart. Even then, I no longer had the guts to continue my rebellion.

"Please don't hurt me!" I whine like a child.

But who they care. Very rudely they forced me to follow him walking.

Before they took me further away, it was hard to tell how I had originally, which must have suddenly turned up.

My intention to escape and escape from them immediately rose. With all my might I kicked one of them.

My attempt worked. Because of my powerful kick, one of them fell down. That's when I managed to run as hard as I could. No matter the obstacles that came before me, I continued to run and run.

After a few moments of running, I ventured to look back. What the hell's going on?

Athaghfirullah! They have vanished from my eyes. They really don't exist. Then I ventured to stop and rest, but suddenly my chest was beating very fast.

How not! In the blink of an eye, the four creepy creatures had stood in front of me with grinning smiles similar to starving wolves.

I shiver in fear. Looking at me as if helpless again, one of them said,

"You have eaten our bananas, so you must come with us to account for your actions!"

"Just apologize. The banana is a banana made by our king.

So you must apologize to our king!" Strictly the other one.

They didn't give me a chance to defend myself. The proof, a moment later, they clapped three times.

And miraculously, suddenly in front of us stood a chariot with six very gallant white horses.

Without saying much, they forced me to board the carriage. And it was hard for me to reject their call, because they were definitely not my match.

Everything happens so fast. In just a few blinks, we had arrived in front of a very luxurious royal palace with some guards who were also looking creepy. Not long after, there appeared a handsome king and a very beautiful empress. The king and his queen looked so graceful and dignified.

"Hi, Kisanak! You have entered our kingdom, and you have dared to eat the bananas offered to me. For that you must I punish!" Said the king.

"But I accidentally ate it. I guess it belongs to my friends!" I said with a trembling voice.

"Man is good at finding excuses. Drag him and hang him on a fir tree!" The king's orders were furious.

Four soldiers immediately ambushed and dragged me to a place like a square.

It was nerve-wracking, not long after, that I was actually hung on a fir tree.

Both my hands are tied. Rain and strong wind slapped all over my body. Sometimes the scorching heat of the sun burns all over my body. I could do nothing, I was completely subdued and not struggling with that very strong bond.

All I could do was cry and hold sorrow in my heart. I never imagined I would experience something like this before. I lamented the fragility of my heart, which was never in my mind at all.

In the real world I am a strong and steadfast person in the face of circumstances even as bad as anything. In front of my fellow nature lovers I used to be known as the greatest, I was also the bravest. But right now, I'm really fragile.

I am really weak and helpless.

In the midst of my despair, slow-goals were heard voices calling my name. Surprisingly, I did not find anyone who called my name. Even the shadow of a single moment was completely invisible to me.

Gradually, the voices grew louder and louder, "Go home. Galih.we're here looking for you!"

"Read the verses of the Qur'an.read the verse of Qursyi with all your heart, friend!" Another word of voice.

I began to believe that the voices were partly nothing but the voices of my friends. And true, they said that I must read the verses of the Qur'an if I am lost to another world. That's what I did then.

With a fervent heart, I tried to pray to God. Next I read the Qursyi. Repeatedly and a lot.

By Allah, a miracle suddenly came before my eyes.

A moment after I read the Qursyi verse on the count of 125, suddenly lightning came striking my chest. Instantly my whole body was hot, and I kept trying to read the Qursyi verse. Next I don't remember anything anymore.

After I woke up, I knew I was in bed. My mom and dad were crying with me. However, they were happy to see that I had regained consciousness.

I also saw my four friends who took part in the climbing event to Mount Semeru. Just like my parents, they also smiled with relief at the sight of me getting pregnant. To Alul, one of my best friends, I intended to ask him about what had happened to me.

But it's weird, I can't make a sound at all. My voice was firm and loud, not coming out at all. Yes, God, I seem to have turned mute.

Only the tears that gushed over my face lamented that reality. Fortunately Alul immediately took the initiative to call a Ustadz. After I drank a glass of water from Ustadz Hady, my voice slowly began to reappear.

Alhamdulillah!So, what exactly happened to me?

According to the stories of friends, when I was found lying on a hill which by the surrounding residents known as Bukit Batu Hitam. Imagine, the hill is very steep and deep.

And this is very rare luck, because I can still survive. It is estimated, the distance from where I came from to shelter in a cave with the location of Batu Hitam Hill about one kilo meter. Chaffing? In fact, I only seem to move from the cave a few meters.

Then I asked my friends, how did they find me? They said, after waiting for a while, I did not get out of the cave, they went into the cave. But, it turns out I wasn't there.

They all get confused and scared. Finally, they contacted the village elders around the mountain slope. They met Ustadz Hady. After the Ustadz sighting, my whereabouts could be detected.

Finally they were with Ustadz performing my seance ritual.

After Ustadz Hady threw a pitch-black male goat into the steep and deep slopes of Batu Hitam Hill, a few minutes later my body flew upwards and very dexterously Ustadz Hady caught my body.

Again, this is an oddity that is difficult to digest common sense.

Honestly, at first I had doubts about the whole story. But after I lived through the events that I experienced, until I finally lay on the bed, one thing I obtained was that I became more and more convinced by all the greatness of Allah SWT.

Really, this incident has taught me a very valuable lesson. At least I'm increasingly convinced, that wherever we are, we do not like to play sebot arbitrarily, because once we dare to take what is not right, we will get harm. .