Red Netra
The Climber
"Who are you really?"
"You're feeling aches and pains on your shoulders, right? The taste came a few days after coming home from climbing Mount Cermai."
Qodir was silent for a moment, he felt in a lie but what Nayra said was all true.
"I can ease your pain" said Nayra.
"I, ask for proof."
Nayra sat closer, her hand up to grab the hand of the hijab girl.
The girl came down from her shoulders as soon as the ache on her shoulders disappeared, she could not believe it. But, the proof of his shoulder felt light.
"It's only temporary."
"Why?"
"He wants you to meet his family, he wants you to bring his bag and give it back to his family."
Qodir's back felt sore again, as the girl was already sitting there again.
"What, can you help me?"
"No!" The Lord answered quickly.
"But, brother."
"No Nay, Kaka disagrees, Om Adam will be angry at Kaka."
"I beg you," pinta Qodir.
Nayra held the hands of the Gods, and nodded slowly, but the face of the Gods was slightly irritated, Nayra was silent and lowered her head.
"Yes, it's up to you."
Nayra immediately hugged the God while smiling. "My brother is T.O.P."
Nayra and Dewa were in Qodir's car, while Dewi and Deden were in Dewa's car, heading for the address contained in the backpack belonging to the veiled girl.
It took almost 4 hours, to get to the intended address, the Maghrib Adhan was already reverberating. They took the time to pray first, they prayed in a mosque in a village, where the girl lived in hijab.
After which, they started walking back for about fifty minutes, a middle-aged man showed the house with a green-colored fence.
"Assynjetoy!" They waited for the homeowner's answer.
"Assynjetoy!" Deden tried it once more, and finally someone replied, "waalaikumsalam."
Out of a mother from inside the house, she was about sixty years old, her body was a little fat with her hair bunned up. "Who is it?" tanyakanya.
The hijab girl came down and approached the mother. He was crying beside her. Qodir's body became light, after the girl came down.
Qodir gave the mother a backpack, her cries breaking as she twirled the bag that was thought to belong to her son.
Some of her family members came up from inside when they heard her mother's cries. "Emak, kunaon?" ask a boy.
"Iye boga the teteh!" said it.
The mother and son were brought in by other family members, and a father who was suspected to have a husband from the mother invited Nayra and the others to come in.
Qodir began to explain how he got down the mountain with his daughter's backpack.
"At 5pm I started going up from post one, all by myself. Then in the third post I met a girl who did not have a tent and she climbed alone, the same as me. It was raining a little bit, and we stayed there together. I didn't feel any awkwardness, like fear or goosebumps. I did not really recognize his face because it was dark, the light from the fire and the flashlight still could not see it clearly.
We talked at length while putting up the tent, he claimed to be named Andra. Because the rain had not yet subsided, I was forced to camp at post 3.
Since I was sleepy, I let him into the tent to rest while I slept outside. The next morning, Andra I couldn't find, I tidied up the whole thing and left it there Then I climbed up, until the peak during the day, and I didn't meet him, and I didn't meet him, only climbers who ascended from different roads, I had time to ask others, but they did not find the characteristics I described. I went back downstairs and found Andra's bag still in post 3, I was forced to take her down with the intention of who knows she's downstairs. I didn't find it either.
My intention is to be put in post 1, just that I'm afraid they're not trustworthy, then I take it home and after 3 new months I meet Nayra today."
They all listened seriously to Qodir's story. With the mother still sobbing.
"Our son Andra, who hasn't been home for three years, was declared missing after almost two weeks looking for him on the mountain." His father Andra sipped the coffee available at the table and resumed his story. "Back of our house, there's Andra's grave without her body."
Nayra saw the girl hugging the body of her family members, she smiled and disappeared.
Nayra and the others went home, and the four of them broke away from Qodir. Today is the first experience for Nayra, meeting a genie who just wants to let go of longing.
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Adam and Shahla took Nayra for a walk this morning like a family. Adam's car stopped at a mini market, Adam wanted to buy some snacks.
Syahla got out of the car first, followed by Nayra who was sitting in the back seat. As Syahla pushed the mini market door Nayra's eyes twitched and Nayra stopped her steps.
Adam got out of the car and walked out of the car.
"Why Nay?" Adam embraces Nayra to get into the mini market.
The sound of screams rang out from the end of the mini market room, three visitors ran towards the door including Syahla.
"What's wrong?" adam panicked as he approached Syahla.
"There were visitors who were convulsing but the sound coming out of his mouth was like roaring" said one of the mini-market officials who ran behind Syahla.
'Isn't this like?' nayra said in her heart with eyes looking in a direction blocked by shelves.
A strange sound rang out from the end of the shelf,
One of the male officers approached the source of the sound. Then there was the sound of moaning even accompanied by a heavy voice. The attendant who had tried to approach back towards the cashier table with a frightened face
"It's a trance" said the officer.
Adam tried to approach the source of the sound,
"Mas, where are you going?" ask Syahla.
"Wait here" he said, releasing Syahla's handrails.
"Nayra Temenin Om" said Nayra following Adam from behind.
When almost approaching the person who was there the objects on the shelf scattering fell to the floor making the person in the cashier scream loudly.
"Mas Adam, Nayra, come back," pinta shahla worried. However, Adam only gestured with a finger on his lips. One of the officers has opened the door wide mini market because of fear something will happen.
