They looked each other then one of them said. That is Panji.
"You actually fell into a ravine. And we only found you one day later. Luckily you're okay. We're really grateful that you didn't meet wild animal when you unconscious." said Panji.
Putri silent hearing his words, several things immediately made her think.
"Actually yesterday's incident was real, wasn't it? I wonder if its true that I entered the jinn kingdom yesterday? And... That guy... what did he say? I'm his fated person?" Putri look curious, her look make them all worried.
"Why Putri? What are you thinking now?" Doni asked.
"N-no. I just remembered something. It doesn't matter." said Putri trying to keep it all a secret.
She thought again. "But if all of this was just a dream, it wouldn't be this sync. Moreover, I met that woman in green dress just before I fell into the abyss.
Is it... This all not dream, right?!" thought Putri suspiciously.
In the afternoon, Putri gone down the mountain with the other four friends, carrying their respective equipment bags. They now preparing to go to their homes.
"I think I'm going to really miss this mountain. Especially right at the Surya Kencana Square." Aisyah said while looking at the big mountain behind her, with her four friends.
Putri who heard it then fell silent. She suddenly remembered that man with white shirt.
Half of jinn. He then said.
What do you mean he's half jinn?
Is that why he had kindness in his heart? Not like other jinn or ghost?
Putri for some reason she kept thinking about her first time she met that half jinn man, and how he came to save her and smiled, then.... Kissed her forehead and said .... Fated person.
Very.... Unexpected.
Putri smiled to herself when she recalled that moment. Look up at that mountain. "Hey, strange man. I dont know who you are. Whoever you are, I'm very grateful to have met you. Even though the you I met yesterday was only part of my sweet dreams . If only I could... I really want to see you again. Even though I know... It's nothing more than just a dream. I also want to thank you... Because you have considered me and claim that i am your fated person. Goodbye... Hopefully we can meet again. Even in a dream." said Putri holding back her sadness.
She saw daisies around her footrest and plucked them.
The five of them come inside that silver car belonging to Doni. The car is light up, Putri looked out the window, seeing that Gede mountain. And then she is smiling mischievously, as the car drove.
Putri threw flower that she picked, to the outside window, she said at the same time. "Goodbye, someone that i doesn't know, its name." The car sped away from there.
Leaving the flowers she threw away lying. The wind blew.
A white shoe suddenly appeared in front of flowers. It was Nara, who gradually took the flower and said with a smirk.
"Don't worry. We'll meet again. My fated person." he said while kissing the flower passionately, the wind blowing hard at that time, blowing the dust and shaking the trees around him.
It took about an hour and a half journey, Putri finally arrived in front of her house. She got out of the car and said goodbye to them. Say thank you and wave to them.
She walked into her house and knocked on the door. "I'm home." greetings Putri.
A 28-year-old woman immediately opened the door, when she saw its only Putri, she then losed the door again. Putri was surprised.
"Why is it closed again?! Hey open!" Putri protest.
Actually that woman is her sister. Named Kirana. It's just that sometimes her sister obscurity likes to trigger a commotion between the two of them.
"Sis! How come the door is closed! I want to come in!" Putri shouted.
"Bring your husband first! Then you can enter!" shrieked Kirana. Putri surprised.
"Huh? Are you crazy?" ask Putri confuse.
Then she spoke again, pounding the door.
"Don't be crazy, Sis, how can I find a husband so quickly! Do you think I just had fun there, looking for a guy everytime i meet?" ask Putri.
"This is the effect that you are too long for being single!" shrieked Kirana.
"What did you say? Why even i have this kind of sister." said Putri, who then squealed again and hit the door.
"Open it, Sis! I'm tired! I was in an accident, you know!" cried the Princess.
The door opened. It turned out that it was not Kirana who opened the door, but her mother. Ratih. "You had an accident, Putri? How come?" she asked worriedly.
"Y-yes, mom. I fell into the abyss." said the Princess. Neither Kirana, her mother was immediately shocked.
"Really?" Kirana asked.
"Didn't you see where all my wounds came from?" Putri pointed out all the wounds on her face and hands. They looked worried that time.
"How did you fall, Putri? You weren't careful, are you?" said Ratih.
"I got a terror from ghost, Mom." she answered. Kirana was surprised. "Terror from ghost?" asked her.
"Ah, well, I won't turn it into the topic. Or else i won't be able to sleep this night." said Putri as she walked into the house. Put the bag on the floor.
Ratih was silent for a while, thought about something, then said. "May I know what mountain you went to yesterday?" asked Ratih curiously.
"Gede Pangrango Mountain, mom." said Putri, who immediately widened her mom eyes at a glance.
"Why didn't you tell me, Putri! Mom told you from a long time ago, you can't go to the mountains in West Java! Did you forget?!" said Ratih. Neither Putri nor Kirana were shocked to hear that.
She surprised. For some reason, she remembered her mother's old message when she was in elementary, middle and high school, which forbade her to go on a trip to the mountains around West Java.
The message even keep singing in her head at that time, giving quite a deep curiosity and is still a question in her head.
The problem is that her mother didn't want to tell her the exact reason why she was not allowed to go to the mountains in that area of West Java.
Putri said with a suspicious look.
"Why did you really forbid me to go to the mountains of West Java?! Mom answered." said Putri as if demanding an answer she had wanted to hear for a long time.
Ratih felt, she didn't seem willing to reveal the secret she had been guarding and always kept.