"Ok, you can stay here tonight, next morning we will see what can we do", suborno said. I then offered her some snacks and biscuits and water. She refused them all and had only water.
Later we asked about the area here, not only she knew about the local villages but strangely about many areas still unexplored. She said, "This stream here emerges beside a apple tree near the cliff runs through the pine forest, comes down to the rose Valley, and then here and finally goes down to the village, the water of this stream is very sweet unlike the other stream from the big lake from the mountain behind this one".
"Wooo you know a lot, much more than the local sherpas " I said. She smiled as an answer. "Time flies, tomorrow morning again out for journey", saying so Subarno lit off the candles and hurricanes in the room. Bed was already made on the mud floor of the cottage, we took sleeping position and laid on the floor immediately.Space was made for the guest lady near the small door with required distance from the men(us).
I don't know when we fell asleep or what time it was, but I remembered that i was awakened by some very bad smell in the dark room, some strange bad smell that cannot be tolerated. " What smell is this? From where it is coming? ", i said to myself. "Could it be because any animal has come?", i was guessing