Karuhuns
Part 40: Grain-Grain Mountain
“Pram.” I woke up already in my body, my soul was back and all the karuhun came with me.
“Quin .... “ Pram looks tired, his eye bags are blackened, maybe some days he is not sleeping. Sorry Pram, if my heart could turn away, how many days have I been in a coma?
“Pram, how many days have I been asleep?”
“5 Days Quin.” Pram looks exhausted. I was in a coma for a long time, there was a feeling of only an instant.
“When can I get out of Pram hospital?” I asked.
“So after you woke up for a moment and fell asleep again, the Doctor came and he said your body will be monitored in 2 to 3 days, after which the Doctor will decide when you can go home.”
“Too long Pram, can you arrange for tomorrow I can get out of the hospital?” I didn't ask but to rule, I didn't want to waste time, waiting another 2 to 3 days, when I was in a coma for 5 days.
“Quin, come on, you're out of blood, and stuck in that fucking world, if you let me go, I'll crush that Hamdan.” Pram looks furious.
“Pram I came here not for leisure or holiday, even Ayi Nuria lost her head to defend custom and religion, I just lost Pram's blood!” I insist, Pram is silent.
“If you can't get me out of the hospital, I'll be forced out.” I threatened, Pram looked riled up, but somehow as long as I was with him I felt he could not get angry at me and was too weak of all my will.
“Alright, I'll do whatever you want.” Pram came out, there was a disappointed tone as he spoke.
I don't understand why I became so assertive when facing Pram, does my heart reflect to keep my distance? Why is it hard for my heart to accept this custom.
“We'll be out tomorrow morning we'll be out of the hospital.” Pram came back and heard the news that really relieved me, because if he hadn't managed to get me out today, then I would have run away with my karuhuns, it would have been so easy.
“Quin, I heard the news that in the square where you flow blood drops, there are growing roses, there are some people coming to see and some are trying to pick the roses, he said, but its duration was so sharp that no one could pluck the rose one stalk by hand, some even tried to pluck it with scissors, thick handsticks and other tools, they all failed. The rose stem is so sturdy.”
“Red roses?”
“Yes right, red rose.”
“The favorite rose of Ayi Nuria, it is a form of apology Ayi Nuria to the descendants whose ancestors defected. It is beautiful how God gives blessings, Kitanajoa will be a fertile village as before according to God's permission. Spread the word to the people of Kitanajoa to make the field as a rice field, wheat field, corn field, this city will turn into a prosperous city may God allow it.” I was excited because my blood became a panawar over the curse of Ayi Nuria's anger.
“Quin, will we go straight to the top of the mountain of Grain-Grain tomorrow?” Pram asked.
“Yes, we will go directly there Pram, we do not have much time is not?”
“I will prepare all the needs.”
“Pram, prepare a large backpack containing food, make sure enough for one month, if you can more but not so burden our body when carrying it.”
“Will it be that long as we go up there Quin?” Pram was confused because I asked him to prepare all our needs to climb to the top of the mountain.
“Maybe, can be faster can be longer. Depends on how nature helps us and of course with God's permission.”
“Alright I will prepare it tonight.”
“Oh yes one more, satellite phone. Can you provide it for us? For emergencies Pram.”
“Why do you need an emergency phone Quin? You have me and the karuhuns, plus your new karuhun collection that's hundreds of years old.”
“I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about you guys. “I sneer.
“I forgot that I was talking to Ayi Mahogra.” Pram laughed, he was so sweet when he laughed. Ah, manly man, if you could love another Pram woman.
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“Quin, I've prepared our food supplies to climb to the top of the mountain.” This morning we were out of the hospital, we are now at the inn, Pram has prepared all our needs.
“Pram, why this bag size is smaller than others?” Pram prepared 3 bags for our meal supplies.
“That's a bag for you, the rest I bring. Alright, now notice yes, I will detail the contents of the whole bag, ok.” I'm nodding.
“This yellow colored bag measures 100 liters, contains 90 packs of instant noodles. Why 90 because the worst plan is that we will get to the top in about one month, then we will each eat instant noodles as much as one and a half packs per day, in total for 30 days we will both eat as much as 90 packs of instant noodles. Then this orange colored bag is the same size 100 liters, the contents are folding gas stove, I bring 2 afraid if one of them is damaged.” Pram showed me his folding gas stove.
“Wow as small as this Pram, this stove can be for cooking?” I was amazed that this folding gas stove was folded in a box that was only the size of my palm.
“Yups. Then this is the threaded gas canister, chances are this one can be for 3 days, because we will only cook 2 times in a day, so I brought 30 tubes.” Pram showed me a black gas cylinder that was again just the bottom of my palm.
“Tents and sleeping bag where is Pram?” I asked.
“One sticks to the bottom of the bag containing instant noodles and another in the bag containing the stove and tube. Oh yes in addition to the stove and gas cylinder, there are snacks of biscuits and some canned food that may be enough for 20 days if we only eat 1 pack and 1 can every day. Then there is a red bag measuring 80 liters containing the clothes of both of us, we will only take a shower once 2 days meaning we only need 15 sets of clothes.”
“Pram is all complete, but you split it wrong.” I corrected Pram.
“What's wrong?”
“Unload all bags.” I took out everything that was in those bags.
After all the bags were empty, I split the 120 instant noodles into two 100-liter bags, then split the biscuits and the canned food, divide 2 stoves and gas cylinders and lastly our clothes into 2 bags of size 100 liters contains our own goods, the rest is just a little instant noodles, just a little bit of instant noodles, canned food and a threaded gas canister in an 80-liter bag, I also reminded Pram to bring a spare footwear stock for both of us, people say mountain sandals.
“Why should it be like this?” Pram asked.
“Tas 100 liters is heavy, you just bring the 80 liters.”
“Oh Pram we're not walking around the mall, and then you help me with my bag. I am not a weak woman. I purposely split 2 of them all, just in case.”
“just in case? You mean?” Pram asked.
“Be careful at the worst possible .. It's possible that we're separated there, and we can both still survive.”
“Quin, I've come this far to find you not to lose you again. I'll stick tightly.” Pram smiled, God, may Pram be happy.
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Rain accompanied our journey up to Grain-Butir Mountain, after reporting to our post directly up, there was only 1 post on this mountain, and, that's because no one ever intended to go up to this mountain, no rescue team, no professional climber team, because it can almost be said this is a mountain kramat, kramat, even we were constrained when reporting, they were forbidden to go up, but we insisted, finally the caretaker came and I showed her the red rose conde that Ayi Nuria had given me yesterday. After seeing him the caretaker immediately let us go up.
“Quin, if the time is too heavy, say yes. I don't mind carrying you.”
“Pram you are disgusting once.” I laughed, after which we slowly climbed this mountain in a state of dark days.
The rain has not subsided, we have climbed for about 2 hours, we continue to carry a compass. It's a bit difficult because the mountain is not maintained, there are no pedestrian paths, sometimes there are roads that are so steep that we really have to climb.
“Pram, I heard someone following us about 10 minutes this.” I said because I felt like someone was following us.
“Yes, someone. I don't know if I'm having trouble detecting it.”
“Let me greet him.” I turned.
“Hey you're a young man, who are you?” I saw the man in the clothes up the mountain standing behind the tree.
He's still hiding.
“As long as I still ask you well then come out.” I can't detect him human or genie, I don't know.
He then came out from behind the tree, his body was high, he wore a parachute jacket that was closed to the neck, his clothes were like a professional climber.
“Who are you, what do you want?”
He just stood up unmoved, I approached him, Pram followed me from behind.
As soon as I came to my senses ....
“Where is your body?” I asked.
He pointed to the right, there was a ravine. We can't detect it, it's a human being trapped between 2 worlds, no matter what debt he has not paid to be able to return to his God.
“I can't help you right now, I'll help you contact your family.” I called Raden.
“Raden, this man met his family, you can approach them from his dreams, then take his family to find his body, don't forget to make sure that his debt has to be waged so that he can return to the realm he should be in.” Raden obeyed my orders and left with the man.
I don't know what made that man fall into the abyss, which I know and get lost in two worlds.
“Quin we rest first yes, we have 5 hours road and it is dark, danger if we continue the journey.” Pram then set up a tent, I helped him, put up cooking utensils because from noon we had not eaten.
“Romantic like this do you like?” Pram asked.
“Like this means?”
“On a cold night after rain, accompanied by pocong, kuntilanak and occasionally genderuwo pass.” She asked.
“Pram, come on.” I laughed, they were just these mountain-wearing jinn, their home is here, we came to the house of the man who should be polite, bring the trash back and also not say rude. Just like people in general, if a guest says rude, litter and damage your furniture, you must be angry and throw it away. We must also respect the creatures here if we are polite and polite, they will not disturb us, after all equally created by God.
“Quin, is ... you still thinking about Malik?” Pram asked again after we finished our meal.
“Malik? I don't know if I have time to think about it. Even to think of myself alone I am not enough time.” I lied, saying I was still thinking about it would only weaken me.
“Quin, did he take your farewells for granted?”
“Pram can we not talk about it?”
“Not easy not to forget someone Quin?”
“Pram, it's night, I slept first ya.” I walked into my tent and closed it, using a sleeping bag, a moment later I wiped away the tears that just burst out.
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Author's Note :
Of love? I'm trying to forget you will only make me grasp this feeling, forget, just an excuse for my pride, accept my separation, the way I endure.
