Ballad of Love The Dancer
Chapter 43

Sari decides to say goodbye to Bagas and the others to return to Abah Hadi's house. He also asked Mr. Koswara for permission to resign for a moment.

The unexpected encounter with Alaric's family made him a little distracted. Curiosity makes him decide to help Al pull the heirloom that will be given to his wife Selia.

In his little heart he still could not believe such a clenical thing, but apparently the path of fate found himself meeting Al as well as the little Pandji.

Sari walked side by side with Cakra whom she had just known as one of Al and Selia's confidants.

"Do you want me to help you walk, ma'am? Or maybe you want a bridal-style cradle?" Ask Cakra cengengesan.

Sari said funny, "I'm fine, Mom!"

It's a very yak mode, Bagas gini gini gini very you know.

"Yes aja still lemes, I let gini gini gini full of energy really. If Mbak does not want yes I carry ponakan aja," said Cakra while reaching Raksa and the road to the car with a smile. 

"Diih, greet also who would like you to carry mas .. mas .. pede really ni people." he murmured

"Om Cakra like you, Miss!" Pandji said as he ran after his sister, Raksa.

Arriving at Abah Hadi's house, Mas Hendra and Mbak Diah hosted the small family while we chatted lightly. Al is still waiting for Sari's condition to stabilize first before pulling the heirloom.

Selia whispered to Al,

"Kangmas, why hasn't the heirloom withdrawal been getting late?" 

"Kujang Cakrabuana his luck is very big, Diajeng. Although Sari is only as the intermediary for the recipient if she is not strong she can faint," explained Al when Selia asked him

"Do you need rituals, too, Kangmas?"

"The heirloom has been given to you by its owner, we just need to take it. There are no conditions we have to meet anymore."

Sari who heard the talk of Al and Selia only let out a long sigh. It's something new to him and it feels very strange. Something that is still not reached with his common sense despite being repeatedly reminded by Mang Aa and Mas Hendra.

"Mas, I want the view that was opened to be closed again! I'm dizzy and nauseous ...," lamented Cakra.

"Yes here!"

"But I'm still curious, I've never seen an heirloom fly," Cakra said worriedly.

"Duh .. You are bothered! You know fireflies? Yes like it's heirloom if it's flying again" replied Al origin.

Sari and the others laughed at Cakra's silliness and the reply to Alaric's distinctive origin. Sari did not end up thinking there were still people who wanted to see supernatural things when he himself even hoped he could not.see strange things like that.

"Yes this is the fate of people do not know anything, doerjain also unconscious." Cakra grumbled while sipping his coffee. 

After midnight, Al went out for a while to see the weather he said. But that's just the reason alone, actually Al is installing a stamp outside.

A protective dome is formed layered shrouding this house, securing from the dark eyes and ears of subtle nosy creatures who want to interfere in the affairs of inheritance withdrawal.

There was no sound of wind, nocturnal animals or anything from outside the house. The voice that existed was only from their chatter. Pandji and Raksa have also been put to sleep at the deepest level.

"Tiduro ... later I wake up if the silence has come," said Al with a low tone full of orders.

Surprisingly, Al said something that is self-suggestion usually such tones are used to provide hypnosis for psychotherapy patients.

Whoa...is he a psychotherapist? batin Sari's

The chakra evaporated once again and leaning his head, he had already lost consciousness on the sofa where he was sitting, soundly and snoring.

Sari could not save her shock, "Kok can immediately sleep that Cakra? Weird."

Selia only smiled faintly, Al needed privacy to have to put everyone to sleep except Sari and Selia.

"He is a sleepyhead" Al replied without feeling guilty. "We're going to start with the ritual, ma'am!"

Okay ... this is the time, believe I do not believe I have the intention to help them hopefully do not die sitting me, Gusti paringono strong me.

Sari delivered Al and Selia to take ablution water and perform hajat prayers. Next Al asked Selia to sit behind Sari and touch her back as the foundation of the power of the receiver of magical goods that will cross nature.

Selia regulates concentration and begins to close the eyes, focusing on something to come. Sari also closed her eyes and breathed nervously.

Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's... O Allah, with me, Bagas if I am good tonight I just want to say I love you Gas.

Silent and very quiet, only the sound of their breath and the whispering voice of Al recited the prayers and mantras of the heirloom caller. 

Although Sari did not understand what Al was showing but she could feel a powerful aura from the spell that made her slightly agitated. Something as if it hurt him. It was piercing, cold and hot mixed into one within Sari.

From outside the protective sheath faintly sounded some voices that awaited the arrival of the sacred heirloom. The subtle nation that also seeks fortune to master the lucky kujang.

The seconds of Cakrabuana came a more tense atmosphere, the temperature rose several degrees and the heat surrounded the room where they sat in meditation.

BLARRR

Selia surged in shock feeling the sound of a deafening loud eruption and ground shocks like a moment's miss. His energy seemed to be sucked completely into Sari's body which shook violently. Some time that makes the energy and energy of Selia drained.

Sari widened her eyes because in her hand there was an heirloom an inch of the hand that began to extinguish the light. The sacred celestial celestial horn was pitch-black with a hot and haunted aura that made people shudder in horror.

O Allah ... tenanan to Iki, is this what I mean by Al and Selia? Unbelieveble.

With a breath of breath and trembling hands he handed the kujang to Al.

After observing it for a while, Al put the kujang into his container which was only made of magical fragrant wood with beautiful ancient carvings.

Al approached Selia and gave Cakrabuana's steak to her "It's yours, Diajeng."

Kujang Cakrabuana and the four guard cats that were entrusted to Selia had already changed hands to them. Sari was relieved, although she was still confused in the face of what had just happened to her.

Is this over..or is there something else?

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