Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Between Search and Misery

Sari and Doni code each other, they will follow the departure of the bodyless soft by entering another dimension.

"Mas Pras, wake up if you're nyampe, right? We're going to sleep first" said Doni just before the two crossed dimensions.

"Gweh mas ready," said mas Pras a little surprised because the body of Doni like rigid does not move so well with Sari.

"Eh, have they slept? Just saying goodbye, but how weird is that position?!" muttered mas Pras glanced towards the back.

Doni soon follows Sari to another dimension. Dimensions of darkness with its distinctive reddish twilight, and the darkest night that has never been encountered in the human realm.

"He went that way, baby," Sari greeted Doni with a call to go towards the gentleman.

"Did he bother people?"

Sari was silent for a moment, then shook her head slowly. "No, but his whereabouts bother me a little,"

"Hhm, bother?"

"He had no evil intentions but there was something unresolved in the world. He's a goddamn spirit!" Sari tells Doni what she has seen with her unusual eyes.

"So why did we follow him here?" Doni asked back.

"Travelling? I'm tired of sitting in the car a little bit, just stretching." Sari replied with a witty grin.

"What the hell, if we are no longer on the road I take you to another place beb!" 

"Where?" 

"Hike mountain after the valley, sports make our projects!" bangsa Doni cengengesan.

Sari gave a small laugh, not replying to Doni. His eyes were cool to monitor where the soft man without the body went.

Sari moved following the flying head that swung to the right and left, occasionally she paused for a moment to look around. I don't know what he was looking for exactly.

A soft voice rang out in the ears of Sari and Doni. 

"Diimanaa .. give me back my bodyuuu …,"

The sound of crying that felt heart-wrenching was also heard from that sinister soft figure. Sari continued to follow the melembut until finally he stopped at a village. 

The gentleness kept turning around like confusion. Fly here and there, can only go around the village without being able to perch on the roof of any house.

"Well, there's a magical veil in that village!" muttered Sari who was still keeping her distance from the softening.

"Something deliberately makes a magical fence in this village, I don't know what the purpose could be just to protect but .. could be want to avoid something." Doni said corroborating Sari's guess.

"You're right, there aren't usually people who make this wide occult fence. It's probably just for his personal interest,"

Sari approached an invisible artificial fence. His hand was trying to pierce through that magical wall. Initially, the rainbow fire occurred when Sari's hand touched the guardrail. There was a subtle pungent taste but then slowly his hand managed to pierce through that dividing wall.

"Successfully, we're in!" 

Followed by Doni Sari managed to penetrate the fence. Another slightly different energy with the two's property immediately greeted. Not an opponent, but it is not certain if it is a friend.

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"Mas, mbak .. wake up we have arrived according to the address!" Mas Pras tries to wake Sari and Doni.

There was no response from the two, making Mas Pras look back. Both seemed to be asleep. Mas Pras actually did not have the heart to wake up, but he was also quite tired and wanted to rest. With a little heartless mas Pras gently shook Doni's body.

"Mas Doni's up, we're there!"

There was still no response, mas Pras again tried to wake Doni for the third time,

"Mas Doni, it's been up to this. It's dawn too!" 

The result remained the same, completely both of them did not move. "Well pie to, are they sleeping, what's fainting?" grunts again.

The sound of the morning prayer broke the silence. Adding cold weather syahdu that bit the skin slightly. Mas Pras finally gave up, and got out of the car. Intend to find the nearest mosque for congregational dawn prayers. 

The sound of a loud enough adhan indicates the location of the mosque that is not too far from the mas Pras parking the car. He happened to cross paths with local residents, after a bit of trite he followed the footsteps of the old father who also wanted to go to the mosque. 

It was still dark when the dawn adhan after being echoed, mas Pras was a little horrified when circulating his gaze around. Large trees and clumps of sugar cane dot the left right of the road.

"Wow, how goosebumps anyway! Good thing there's a friend jal Nek dewean iso dead ngadeg me!" mas Pras lirih said while looking to the right and left of the road.

(try if alone can die standing me!)

The old man who walked in front of him did not heed the grunts of Mas Pras, he just smiled.

"Why did you, that shoot? It's dawn where did the devil come out?!"

"Eh, nganu mboten (no) sir! Yes, yes, sir demitnya creinan, misfortune!"replied Pras who was still confused to see the situation.

"People? Yes titlee demit desperate mas!" The old man chuckled and continued to walk leisurely.

The brightness of the shadow appears in the corner of the eyes of mas Pras. Instantly mas Pras gasped in shock and then reflexes looked back. It was quiet, dark, there was no one behind it. He rubbed his neck and walked back. 

Back again he heard the sound of footsteps, and the soft sound of wind that seemed to call his name. 

"Mas Pras …,"

Duh Gustiii, am I ora krungu to?!

(i didn't hear wrong, did I?!)

Mas Pras choked, the voice calling out was like very close to his left ear.

"Mas Pras …,"

Mas Pras stopped, his legs trembled, his hair brimmed instantly. Mas Pras heart began to dance, the blood flow in his body seemed to stop suddenly when a loud clap landed on his shoulder.

Mas Pras glanced towards his left shoulder, a pale and cold hand now leaning leisurely there.

Akuuuu die, well kaaaan satan bad luck actually exists!