Ballad of Love The Dancer
Chapter 55

Astaghfirullah .. actually he came again," muttered Sari nelangsa.

The ghostly figure of the dancer with the same mask is again present in the middle of the dancers. He stared fixedly at Sari with giddy eyes. Sari tries to control herself. The murmur that sounded in Sari's ear seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Sari trembled and could only close her eyes. A moment later he only felt quiet and silent, no longer heard the noise of people who fussed over the sound of Gong. 

Slowly Sari opened her eyes, she was surprised because she was somewhere else. A thin mist descended over the ground, it was extremely cold. 

Where is this .. Inner Sari

He tried to call Bagas and the others, nil. No one answered his call. His hair bristles his body again attacked by discomfort. The sound of the sound of the music of the dance accompanist, the longer the sound is clearer. Sari walked in search of the source of the sound.

Not far from where it stands, a dance performance is being played. There are five dancers wearing different masks. The dancers wear red dance clothes and Cirebon-style batik cloth, Mega Mendung. Each dancer has a different movement and dance pattern according to the mask he wears.

Sari did not understand what dance she was seeing. One of the dancers wearing a red mask was suddenly pulled by a woman with a rough look. The dance stopped. The healers stopped the horn of his musical instrument.

There was a debate between the dancer and the beautiful woman of crazy stature who attracted him. A middle-aged man tried to tear them apart, but the woman was already in a rage and burning with emotion. Driven strongly the dancer to hit the building's support pole. Instantly the dancer slumped to the ground.

Everyone who saw the incident instantly shouted and curried maki towards the hot-tempered beautiful woman. A young man took the initiative to bring the body of the woman still wearing the mask into the car. While the angry woman kept on scolding him.

Sari could not clearly hear their voices, the language used sounded familiar to her. A mixture of Sundanese and Javanese typical of Cirebon. 

Suddenly Sari felt her body being pulled by a huge force that took her out of that place. He only heard Mr. Koswara's heavy voice calling his name.

"Mbak Sari .. mbak, wake up not too long there?!"

Slowly Sari opened her eyes, and found herself among the dancers and Bagas who were looking at her worriedly.

"Are you okay?" Ask Bagas

"Well, is it okay to ask for water not to be thirsty?" Pinta Sari's

Bagas thrusting mineral water in a bottle on Sari. He waited for Sari to calm down so he could tell her a story. Sari stands assisted by Ratih and another dancer. 

Ratih looked at the other dancers and Bagas before answering,

"Ehm, yes you could say that." Answer the Train

"How come the answer is no, fainting or trance?" Ask Sari again curious

"The combination of the two is mbak, confused I explained!" Answer Ratih.

"What do you see there mbak Sari?" Ask Mr. Koswara suddenly.

"I'm also confused sir, there's a dancer wearing her red mask …" 

Sari did not continue her words her head suddenly dizzy and a whispering voice in her ear was heard.

"Silent ... don't …!"

Instantly Sari fell silent, she felt she had to follow the whisper.

"What dancer does Sari mean?" Ask Mr. Koswara more and more to find him

Sari stared at Mr. Koswara, his question as if intimidating him. Sari doesn't like that.

"So, I forgot sir sorry!" Answer Sari firmly

Mr. Koswara stared intently at Sari, he wanted to force Sari to speak but the answer Sari gave made him unable to do anything.

"Gas, how come I'm not feeling well?!" Pinta Sari on Bagas

Bagas nodded and helped Sari stand up. Earlier Bagas asked Doni and the others to continue their coverage.

On the way home, Sari just fell silent and thought about what she saw. Sari was sure it was a clue. And the magical figure of the dancer just wants to communicate in his own way.