Ballad of Love The Dancer
Chapter 30

Sari was slightly disturbed by the sound of someone muttering, the longer the sound became clear in her ears. So clear that the sound made him awake, Sari opened her eyes wide trying to find the origin of the muttering sound. 

Sari stepped out of the room, seeing that the living room was empty indicating that everyone was asleep. The clock ticks showing at three in the morning. Sari also stepped back to the room because the muttering sound had disappeared.

How shocked Sari was when she turned around and saw a woman in shabby white clothes sitting while opening an old book in the living room right in front of the room that Sari and Rara occupied.

As Sari recalled earlier there was no one as she walked out of her room. The curious Sari walked slowly closer to the long-haired and pale-faced woman.

"Mom, who is it?" Sari asked cautiously as she tried to look to the right and to the left looking for someone who might wake up like her.

The woman was still silent a thousand languages and still opened the old book that was in front of her slowly. Sari ventured to see what book the mysterious woman was reading.

He was surprised because it turned out that the old book that was being read by the mysterious woman was his book.

"Ehm, I'm sorry if I could get my book?" Ask again.

"Sir, are you interested in my book?" Once again Sari asked.

The woman was still silent, without turning her head in the slightest towards Sari.

"Sir, asked how sinful it is, you know" said Sari with a little annoyance.

The woman stopped opening the book, and slowly showed her face towards Sari. 

Sari was surprised to see the expressionless pale and cold face that the mysterious woman showed. His eyes stared fixedly at Sari. Cold and empty.

Sari watched the woman's skin pale bluish like a person drowning in water. Some of the skin of his hands even peeled off and gave off an unpleasant smell.

Slowly Sari walked back, though,

Who is he, why did I see his hand so, his face is terrible is he a ghost? Inwardly

"Bak is sick, sorry if I disturb the dilusin just read the book again.I pinjemin to mbak," said Sari slightly trembling.

The woman continued to stare at Sari without blinking, she got up from the chair she was sitting in and walked over to Sari.

Sari was trembling, she wanted to run but couldn't. He could only walk backwards slowly. 

Geez don't deketin dong far away, what sin I met demit. Fix this mbak his real ghost.said Sari in heart.

Their distance was getting closer and closer until Sari finally hit the wall behind her which forced her to stop. The woman continued to approach him and eroded the distance between the two of them.

A stench was smelled from the mysterious woman's body. Sari could only resign and close her eyes.

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Someone patted Sari's shoulder hard, made her wake up and opened her eyes,

"Sar, why are you here?" ask the voice of someone he knows from behind.

Sari turned her head and saw Mas Hendra standing behind her,

"Mas Hendra?" muttered

"Yes, it's me who do you think?" ask Hendra to astonish.

Sari turned her gaze towards the direction she met the mysterious woman earlier.

"That's who was it?" ask Sari for confusion.

"Who, from now on are you here to see anyone but you?" answer me Hendra.

" Hah, seriously that was what a woman wearing white clothes her face was horrified at the shoots." said Sari still did not believe the words mas Hendra.

Mas Hendra approached the chair that Sari was referring to,

"Heem, you mean here?" ask again while showing the intended position

" I-iya mas." answered Sari

Mas Hendra noticed the chair that Sari was referring to, as soon as he frowned.

"Whose book is this?" ask him to Sari

"Buku Sari was the woman reading the book Sari mas there, where did it go, how did it go?" ask Sari confused

"Here you are, look what's in your book." - Hendra

Sari approached Hendra and looked at her old book. He was surprised to see the sheets of his book look wet as they were exposed to water. Even more shocked when the page that opens shows someone's diary about his love story with a young man, and it is the story of Aunt Daniel Van Leeuwen.

Sari and Mas Hendra looked at each other, various kinds of feelings raging in the minds of the two of them.

Strange but real.