HORROR OF MOUNTAIN CLIMBERS
THE MYSTERY OF THE ODD COUNT ON MOUNT MARAPI

Yeah ... we can finally go hiking too," cried Abiyu-the squishy-tiny-eyed farm boy, excitedly.

Seeing Abiyu's behavior made me laugh. And so did my other two friends. Unexpectedly, Abiyu's plontos head became the months of Rio's hand.

Mystery of Odd Counts on Mount Marapi

Yes, this weekend, me and my three best friends decided to do the climb together. Various preparations have been completed.

Upon arriving at the registration post, after registering, the four of us 'one first'-smoked, before boarding. Understandably at that time we were very young, class 2 High School and labile-labilnya.

While enjoying the smoke that makes opium, suddenly there was a child from another province approaching the post. They came five. We also greeted each other and met briefly, because we had never met. It has become a habit of mountain children, greeting each other when meeting with others. Whether you know it or not, you have to be friendly. 

"Well, how many times did it go up?" ask Andy-the guy with curly hair.

"For this mountain sich, we can say often," I replied lightly, while enjoying cigarette smoke entering the chest cavities.

"Yes, Bang ... What if we were together? This my friend has never been up, afraid he said," said Fahmi-eagle-eyed man pointing to the bespectacled Bayu-man.

"Okay, why not? The more fun it gets." My answer to Fahmi, as I gave my thumbs up to the other friends, they nodded their heads together. Signs agree.

The decision was made because they were afraid of something unwanted. Finally their team joined my team of four, and now our team is nine. They look happy, emanated from the look of the faces were as bright.

I'm Reza. Many people say my body is ideal. Like the athletes. Not to mention the sharp nose I inherited from a mother who is of European descent. Adding a special impression in the eyes of friends. That's what my friends said when they first met me.

After finishing the cigarette, we set out with vigor, without any hindrance.

However, about an hour of walking, and the mileage starts away from the post. I happen to be a sweeper*, so my position is the very back. The distance between the front, middle and rear positions starts to separate considerably. Because I was worried about being completely separated, and taking the wrong path, I shouted at the group to count from the front.

"Oooiii .. count from the front donk!!!"

They also followed my directions.

"One .... two ... three .. four .... five... six ... seven .. eight ..." Mutually unpretentious. It was the turn of the man in front of me that he shouted. "Nine!!"

Whats?  I was surprised and stunned. Trying to calm down.  I felt something strange, so I told them to recalculate, and the result was the same. The person in front of me remains in ninth, shouldn't it be eighth?!  Curiosity continues to disturb my mind. "Wouldn't it be 5 people from other provincial teams and 3 people from my team. Who's in front?"

I screamed back. Asking them to count again, to make sure of my hearing. The number is still as it was. As if something was going on between us. "Something's wrong," I thought.

"Repeat again ...! " i shouted at you all the time. So a total of four times the counting session with the end that remains unreasonable. I kept quiet because I didn't want anyone else to be scared. "Who is between us?" my mind is confused with curiosity.

Disturbances like this I had expected from the beginning, my feelings began to be uncomfortable. Especially in a place like this, which is still thick with mystical and also sacred. We kept going up, until all five of the other team looked tired and they suggested a short break.

While we were tired, we talked. Then, a puff of cigarette smoke began to envelop us. They were also smokers. Haha. 

"Za, why did you have to repeatedly count it?" whispered sweet black Fadly-si, one of my team .

"There's nothing, just no wonder," I said.

At the same time Rio-a handsome white man wanted to pee

I followed him because of his kebelt too. We both walked side-by-side, looking for a suitable place to urinate around. Suddenly I felt something coming from behind. I turned to Rio and he happened to be the same. Gets me. We're speechless. I saw Rio's left hand still holding the cigarette in his mouth. As for me, my left hand is still holding a cigarette that is almost gone.

"Za, let's just piss here, don't get lost. I'm very kebelet. Not strong."

Finally, we finished the hajat in the bushes. Then immediately return to the gathering place.

The Rio suddenly asked, "Za, did you feel that something was coming off?"

I hesitated.

"Yet fell down, Yo," I hurriedly chimed

"Try dech, Za. Remember again, it does not taste leaves 'tuh the sticky. But it's like a hand and it's cold."

I also started to remember again and it is true that is spoken to Rio, but I do not want to think strangely, keep positive thinking only.

"Udah, ah .. don't talk about it again. Don't let the other kids know, can parno all your kayaks, just we both know."

"OK, Za. But I'll walk ahead of you, huh? I'm scared, Za."

"Yes, it's up to you." I replied briefly, ending the conversation.

Our journey continued without any strange obstacles and distractions, until it began to get dark. Since all the groups looked tired, it was decided to camp and find a flat place to set up a tent.

"This place fits like it, we just set up a tent here" said Abiyu.

We also set up two tents. One for my team and one for the team from another province. The distance of the tent is about two meters, so the ends of the tent rope are close to each other.

"Hope yuk first! Laper also has a stomach" said Fadly, patting his stomach slowly.

Without waiting for an answer from the others, Rio immediately boiled the water. Make one large mug of coffee and two-pack of noodles at a time.

"Oooiii .. for donk!! Don't eat by yourself" Abiyu shouted as she picked up the noodles in Rio's hand and ate them voraciously. Rio was just gawking, and the others were laughing, with cigarettes still in their hands.

The sleepiness began to attack. One by one we entered each other's tents. While lying down, it suddenly felt like something was surrounding the tent. I don't see shadows or voices. The situation really feels gripping, silent, silent, until the sound of breathing is heard clearly. Rio looked at me with a face that was starting to get scared, but we all pretended to know nothing and went on to sleep. Suddenly, though ...

Dugs..

The tent rope was like kicking something. Rushed Fadly out to check. Me and the others tailed behind him, and found nothing outside. I sigh in relief. We then went back in the tent.

When I was lying down,

"Ii .. ii ... it's ... above your heads" Fadly said stammeringly.

We're looking. At once our eyes were all fixed on what Fadly was pointing at with the tail of her eyes. The tent above our heads looked sunken. Like someone pushed him from the outside. Though there was no strong wind or trees, even twigs adjacent to the tent. Out of fear, we slept too.

Time passed too. I felt like I slept really well last night. Probably the effect of the sunken tent incident yesterday. Because it was too good, we all woke up bad luck. At four o'clock in the morning we had to leave. To see the sunrise. However, when I saw Fadly, it turned out that the boy had woken up and performed the morning prayer. Seeing that I joked about him. Because of that time, we were still unstable and mischievous so we never prayed.

"Cie prayers …."

Fadly looks solemn despite being bullied by each other. Until he finished, Rio and Abiyu still teased him.

Instead of being a teaser, I decided to go to the other tent. I feel something is very strange. The sun was already beginning to appear, but no one had yet exited the tent.

"eek... What the hell's going on? What's wrong with both of them?" I was astonished when I arrived in front of the tent and saw two of them with deathly pale faces. Their eyes were empty too.

"They were disturbed all night, seeing apparitions and disturbances of the voices of women laughing. The two of them last night went for poop," replied Salim-man with dimples. His tone sounded worried.

"If we see Bayu and Ali like this, we should cancel the summit, pity them" I suggested.

They all agreed to it and immediately improved. At about ten in the morning, we started to come down. Fail to climb to see the sunrise as below.

Thirty minutes drive down. Almost all the members of the group started to get out of focus. They seemed to be in a hurry regardless of the road. Just go for the road. Fortunately I was still able to master such a distraction, and remind them that the path they took was wrong.

"Friends!!! Staying focused. Don't rush. Read as much prayer as you can" I shouted from behind.

However, there was no cloudiness nor was there thunder. Suddenly it rained. Making us all drenched, Karen, no one brought a raincoat.

"There is a large sloping tree. We take shelter there and change clothes" said Abiyu half-shouting, who was at the front of the group while pointing towards the tree.

Not waiting for a long time, we rushed to the place Abiyu pointed to. We quickly changed clothes with dry ones. Then wear a waterproof-gore-tex jacket, except for the Bayu who has never climbed. He was just wearing an ordinary jacket, and was drenched again as the rain continued to pour heavily.

Suddenly Bayu was unconscious. Body shivers. Her skin was pale and cold. Can't talk either.

"It looks like Bayu seringup, we help first," said Fahmi worried.

We're confused. All tried to make him aware by reading memorized prayers and wearing lots of clothes so that Bayu's body remains warm. While continuing to force him to walk and hug her alternately. 

On the way down that was not easy, the rain began to subside. Thankfully, we met with a group of students. One of them said that Bayu was not in a trance, but got hypothermia/hypothermia*. The symptoms are the same as people who are possessed.

"You guys keep going, let me help them" one of the students told his entourage.

It turns out that what we did to Bayu was right, because that's first aid for hypothermia sufferers.

We went down with the good students. Arriving below, we immediately rented a pick up to deliver Bayu to the nearest hospital.

Usut had a stretcher, while chatting down and matching the existing logo, it turns out that Abiyu saw the apparition of Mister.Po- beside a tree near her walking, as I asked the troupe to count. To confirm his vision, he turned his head again but Mister.Po was no more. But suddenly in his ear he heard something whispering, "Wwsssttt.." The very presentation of Abiyu to us.

As for the other group, they all night got a disturbance repeatedly. Like a tent there is a push-push, sand-throwed, the lights suddenly turn off and live alone.

According to the news a few days after the incident. Bayu has improved after being treated for two days in the hospital.