Ballad of Love The Dancer
Chapter 106

Their conversation continued until the early hours of the morning. Sari who was forced to follow finally had to lose with her drowsiness. He also fell asleep in a still sitting position. While Bagas and Doni are still discussing with Mang Aa and Mas Hendra.

Sari entered in her deepest dreams. Tired and tired feeling that makes himself sleep soundly.

Sari .. Sari …,

The voice of the woman with a slightly raucous voice called out to him. Sari awakens and finds herself alone in the pendopo. He saw that everything was sound asleep, there was no Mang Aa and mas Hendra anymore.

Sari .. Sari …,

The voice called back to him, Sari searched for the source of the voice. His eyes swept through the room, and a woman with a mask like in her dream stood not far from the empty room that functioned as a warehouse.

Sari gasped, her heart beating so fast in shock. The ghost of the dancer came again but with the mask intact. He waved his hand at Sari, asking her to come closer. At first Sari hesitated, but then she ventured to approach the masked figure.

Slowly with heavy steps Sari approached the dancer, one .. two .. three ..., now their distance only leaves a few jengkal only. Sari stood glued he felt like he no longer wanted to get close.

The dancer also seemed to look at Sari from behind her maiden mask. They faced each other without any reaction for a while. Slowly the dancer's hand grabbed the mask she was wearing.

Sari scared. He imagined what kind of face is behind the mask, because all this time the supernatural figure in front of him always comes in a terrible form.

Slowly the mask slipped off his face. The dancer showed her face behind her mask.

Danique Van Leeuwen, she appeared to Sari. Her face was still as beautiful as before but paler, she smiled at Sari. There was no horrible, blood-filled face like the one that was usually aimed at him. There was no horror in the voice he heard. 

Sari, sorry Aunt …,

Sari again heard the voice, but Auntie Danique's lips did not even move a bit, she just smiled. Sari's eyes were hot and there were no tears dripping down her cheeks, she was so moved to see her aunt again. 

Sari approached the figure that resembled Auntie Daniel, she wanted to hug him. Sari misses Auntie Daniel. However, his legs felt stiff and heavy to step on. 

Many times he tried to lift his legs still did not work, as if someone was holding his lower leg firmly. He looked at his feet and sure enough the jet-black hands that came out from the ground had firmly gripped his feet. Sari shuddered in horror at seeing it. The hand not only held it strong but as if it was pulling it into the ground. 

Sari looked towards the figure of Auntie Daniel, she only smiled as Sari continued to call out to her. The figure that had been a pretty face changed slowly to a terrible one. His face was peeling, blood was coming out from between his eyes, his mouth was grinning showing small blackish sharp teeth. 

Sari continued to be drawn into the ground, as if standing on the quicksand that continued to swallow him round and round. The more he thrashed the faster he sucked. Sari pasrah's.

The figure was suddenly in front of Sari's face. He showed his black teeth again. The smell of rancid and foul smelled so stinging, Sari cried and dared herself to continue staring at the terrible figure in front of her. 

Sari was sure Auntie Danique heard her voice, and she was sure there was still the soul of Aunt Danique who was shackled in the figure of the mask dancer. 

"Tante, please Sari .. hold on Aunt Daniel!"