Srikandi Tanah Pasundan

Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
New Opponent or Friend


Sari looked at Andika who was still hugging the dead middle-aged man's corpse. The corpse showed the horror of the death that picked him up. 


Eyes bulged as if wanting to get out of place, his mouth agape telling of the pain of the spirit that was inflicted with the devil worship he did. His body was curled up like a shrimp with both palms not clenching perfectly.


"Can't you help me?"


Sari smiled slanted, "It's too late to help him!"


"Ehm, I mean the body of the father, please help me so that the father of his position is not like this. Can you please ?!" her door while wiping the tears that hang in the corner of the eye. 


Sari let out a heavy sigh, she approached that lifeless body. Checking his still warm body temperature and also the old man's joints.


He had not died long ago, if this was Anna's work, it could be ascertained that there had not been 12 hours of this father's life.


Sari who was curious touched the area between the eyebrows of his father Andika. He wanted to know the last memory recorded in the old man's memory.


Sari's index finger let out a thin yellow light looking for the last memory. Sari closed her eyes, and succeeded.


His father Andika was meditating when Anna Van de Groot approached him. The old man was surprised and without waiting for his father Andika's consciousness to be full, Anna attacked him and took the life of his father Andika.


"De overeenkomst is afgelopen!" (The deal is over!)


Sari looked at Andika for a moment and then changed to the old man in front of her.


"A vain agreement!" sari lirih.


"Can you borrow Andika's hand?"


Andika extended her hand to Sari. Sari held it, read the prayer and guided Andika's hand rubbing the top of the head slowly to the face of Mr. Andika.


His father's bulging eyes have closed even though they are not perfect, his mouth that is wide open can only help Sari to be a little closed. Sari helped Andika straighten her father's curved body. Release the fist that begins to stiffen slowly.


"Alhamdulillah .. This is better, thanks mbak!"


"Bring the body out, I have to finish something here!" sari's orders to Andika and several employees who entered.


A pitch-mystical aura began to be felt within that dark room. Sari was accompanied by Doni and his four guards welcomed the arrival of several softeners who were waiting for the hotel.


"Many beb them, too" whispered Doni to Sari.


Sari did not answer and looked at the softeners one by one. The hotel waiters are like a gang of human delinquents but with a horrible face. 


There was a small child with a pale face carrying a shabby doll on his right hand, a red kuntilanak, a big tall one with its distinctive black fur. The woman with the pale face and the clothes were drenched in blood with a hole in her left temple, the white bundle with a black face.


Sari could feel they were actually just a man. Not a real waiter like Anna. It means there's another smart guy sending them.


"Go without a fight or die in my hands!" threatening Sari not to lose to them.


The soft people were like muttering as if they wanted to talk making Sari's head dizzy. 


"Shut up! This is not the time to appeal! You know the son of the owner of this hotel has made a deal with you soft guys!"


"We don't want to go! The treaty was valid until the posterity of his descendants!" tell one of them.


"Those who made a pact have even gathered with their master, why are you still reckless and asking for the agreement to continue?!"


"Back to your master!"


Sari said it resolutely without needing an answer from the softeners. They stared intently at Sari, with anger. They are faithful gentlenders who are willing to stand guard for their true master.


"I assume you chose death in my hands then!"


"Stop those guys!"


 Sari unhesitatingly ordered Bimasena and the others to attack the group of bullies. Doni also took part in beating the red kuntilanak with his flagship heirloom.


Sari slightly moved away, there was another energy she felt in the room. That energy greeted him mischievously, as if wanting to test Sari's patience.


Who'sis that? Friend or foe? His energy was different from those softeners!