Just a little break

Horror Story of Riding Mount

Good night, may you all always be in the protection of Allah Azza Wa Jalla. My name is Rio. I just want to tell you about my experience of going up the mountain with my four friends.

The name of the mountain and the names of the location and the names of my friends I deliberately did not always ceirtain in detail and deliberately I samarin as well. Because to maintain good image and privacy all the interrelated elements in this story.

Actually I do not want a story, but my heart is always encouraged to tell and share about this story. To be a reference for other teams if you want to go up the mountain.

Okay, I'm straight to the core of the story. At that time of day around two o'clock in the afternoon, we arrived at the mountain we were about to climb. Above was my infoin right, if I leave with my four friends. So in total there are five people equal to me.

But when we went up, I accidentally put my sandals like a kind of tree twig. I paused for a moment to finish and came out with the little twigs and sandals. Until I was followed and left behind from my other friends.

After I got up and wanted to continue on my way again. I'm a little confused. Because I count from behind. I have five friends, not including me. Is that the person from the other party left behind or what?

Rashid (pseudonym). My tallest friend is tall, calling me for street hunting. Don't mostly brag yourself. I finally continued my journey.

Starting from here, I prepared my heart and mind. I have a feeling that bad events will occur on my climb this time. Finally, by reading Bismillah. I continued the journey again.

Until we get to a post. Since it was already night, the five of us decided to rest and build a tent. We lit a little campfire, some food and drinks we served.

“Someone wants to pray, please. Someone's gonna take a break, please. Or if anyone wants to eat the same drink also please,” ucang Bang Ical (a pseudonym), the oldest person in mountain climbing this time.

Either because of what he said just now, or because of what. I don't understand either. Suddenly someone came. Ngakunya sii, another climber who made a tent around our tent. He heard that there was food or snacks.

That's why he came to talk to each other for coffee. He was sitting next to Pandi (a pseudonym), right across from me. It's just separated by a bonfire. I noticed this is a weird guy.

It is the same with bitter coffee. Said he wanted to eat or snack but not a single food or snack he tried. This guy has big hair, his body is small, his eyes are skinny, his nose is sharp.

Then, the thing that makes me more curious about this person is. When he stood up to say goodbye to us. I kept looking at him, and it turned out. His feet were not on the ground, they were floating in the air.

That person probably felt that I was paying attention to. He turned around and looked at me. Yet in just a blink of an eye, that person suddenly disappeared. Like smoke swept by the wind.

Until here, my friends still haven't noticed it. Only I realize that from the beginning we went up the mountain, a lot of things have gone wrong. I don't want to tell stories either. Because I am the youngest. I'm afraid I'll be considered spoiled and cowardly. Finally, I decided to stay quiet and continue on.

To esokan day. We arrived at a place where there were a lot of people and Sar Team. Reportedly there are climbers who lost, then found already dead. There were about two days of death. The cause of death is still being investigated. Is it because of hypothermia or something else?

We who were curious had a look at the scene and the body, and when we saw the body. Apparently, the body that had been estimated two days dead was the person who last night came to our tent to drink coffee.

We also continued our journey back. Although almost half of the heart and mind is already uncomfortable with this mountain trip. However, the charm of this beautiful nature and fresh air, it is too dear to pass up.

The night came back. Just like the night before. The five of us decided to take a break and build a tent. We lit a little campfire, some food and drinks we served.

The difference this time, the atmosphere was quiet gripping. No one wants to sit outside the tent to enjoy a night with stars. Everyone sat down and fell asleep inside the tent.

I have not been attacked by drowsiness. Trying to get back out, look back and want to enjoy the stars. When I opened the tent, not far from me stood there Bang Ical who again sat around enjoying the night while humming with Sundanese language.

I tried to get close to him and say hello to him, and he greeted me back. We talked until we almost forgot the time. On the sidelines we chatted Bang Ical (a pseudonym) gave me a drink.

I took it straight from his hand. When I took that drink from his hand. I realized there was one strange thing that existed in Bang Ical. I saw his legs upside down.

His fingers and nails were facing backwards, while his heels were facing forwards. I didn't panic, but slowly I started to know who I was talking to. He asked me to let him pee.

Well, I asked him to pee. Until quite far he ngajak cave ninggalin tent and my friends. He laughed with a terrible voice. He thinks the cave is scared?

“Ehh...!” I snatched it while patting its back.

“Lu think I'm scared1? from the beginning you hum using Sundanese language, I already realized that you are not Bang Ical. Because Bang Ical is Javanese, he does not speak Sundanese. Sing in Sundanese!” i say.

The person next to me, the fake Bang Ical still laughs with his eyes glaring until his eyeballs come out.

“Eii, this earth belongs to God. Allah did not create jinn and humans, but only to worship Him.”.

This time, the person instantly disappeared in the blink of an eye. I went straight back to the tent. On the way, I unceasingly read Ayat Kursi and Shalawat.

Any suspicious movement, whether it's in the bushes or in the trees. I immediately kick while shouting takbir. Thank God, I also arrived at the tent back safely, thanks to the protection of Allah Ta’ala.

So many stories from me, may be useful for those of you who want to go up the mountain. So that we are equally aware that the living on this earth is not only us and animals.

But there are also other creatures that are not even visible. Yet, still. Humans are the highest. Especially those close to God.