Peripheral View
episode 5's

the very hot meatball sauce is chilled until cold, and enjoy it while engrossed in chatting with the meatballs earlier, kang,

"take it, where did it go?" he asked while looking around

"i also don't know bli, she just pops up and disappears" I replied by chewing on the delicious meatballs

"how could that be?" he frowned as if he was thinking hard, I just smiled and then slipped it

"so I saw him walking alone beside the bridge there, he greeted me, but I didn't recognize him at all"

I connected the words earlier by bribing a spoonful of meatballs in my hand

"then I guess she got lost, I screwed her, the heart's intention wanted to take her up the big road ahead, the clothes were so beautiful, she was wearing a festive red dress"

after I told him about it, the meatball kang just gaped and said nothing and half daydreamed and there was a little disbelief on his face, I bought his daydream by waving my hand at him

"bli..? wh why? is there something wrong with my story?"

I said in a slightly high tone, afraid that if he didn't listen to me

"yeah, why mbok? is that a woman in a blood red dress?" he was surprised to not believe

I just nodded and smiled blandly

"did he ask to be dropped off at the bridge?" he leaned towards the bridge in doubt, but once again I affirmed his question

"yes bli, that's right" I glanced at him, he looked agitated like there was fear running through his body

"why is bli? what does bli know?"

"is he scary?" again the meatball asked me, this time his voice sounded a little trembling

"no, she wasn't scary at all, she was very beautiful, friendly, yet strangely upon seeing the bridge, she cried and remembered her husband"

I explained the events that I experienced at that time with a sense of flatness there was no fear, suspicion or anything else.

"alright, I know who he is?" he asked in a tone full of guesses

I just shook my head while putting the meatball bowl in the bucket that had water, and with my eyes fixed on the meatball kang

"byurr" the bucket I accidentally nudged until the water spilled and pooled him over the sunken asphalt

"i'm sorry blii, sorry, I didn't intentionally" as soon as I apologized to him, he just smiled bitterly

"it's okay"

"do you still want to hear the story about the woman in the red dress?" again, he made me curious,

"iyya iyya bli, who is she really?"

I asked enthusiastically,

"she was the wife of master Richard Van Djick, on the eve of her wedding after the feast, her husband was assigned to return to his country of the Netherland, then after one month after his return to the Netherland, the Netherlands, the woman received the news that her husband had died in the war, how heartbroken she was to hear the news, she could not accept the news, and also he could never live his day without the person he loved, finally to remember his love he wore a wedding dress and went to the first place they met, yes it was here, yes, Serangan Beach, at that time the old bridge over there was not built, and that's where he ended his life"

I've only been silent a thousand languages hearing this story.