Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
The Tears of Father

Mr. Hisham's wife bowed and began to sob. Mr. Hisham rubbed his back gently.

"Wis to Bu, sincere sing. I hope there's a way," 

Sari and Doni looked at each other, they still did not understand what was really going on.

"What's up, sir? Why are you crying?" ask Sari curiously.

Mr. Hisham breathed heavily. "I am also confused about where to explain from, mas. It's been a dead end to my mind,"

"I'm sorry, but if I may know why you asked us to help. We just met, why do you believe we can help?" Sari was a little curious.

Mr. Hisham looked at Doni and Sari. "Overnight I had a dream, a nice, handsome, handsome man, he told me there would be two people helping my family find our daughter Shinta,"

"Hmm, can't you just pack that guy instead of us?" Sari asked back.

Mr. Hisham shook his head, "A beautiful woman with four guards and male knights from the west of east Java. I'm sure it's mbak and mas!"

"But we're just ordinary people sir and four guards? You see there are four guards next to me, only two. My husband is the same mas Pras aja," Sari smiled widely.

Sari is not unwilling to help but he does not want Mr. Hisham trapped in the illusion created by his own subconscious because of the eternal mind.

"Let's see, I'm just sure the person in the dream is you two. Feeling of a father mbak!"

Sari can't do much, she can only smile trying to understand Mr. Hisham's feelings.

"Assalamualaikum ..," a male voice shocked them.

"Eh, Agus sir let's go in! Well apparently Joni's been to my father's house?" 

Hisham invited his guest in. Pak Agus smiled, and immediately turned his head towards Sari and Doni.

"Well, the great guest has arrived apparently?"

Doni and Sari looked at each other again, what a strange day for them. 

"How are you, Agus?" hello Doni stretched out her hand.

"Good news mason Doni, do not feel yes already a dozen years passed? Doni's still the same as before, handsome!" greet Mr. Agus with a smile.

"Ah Pak Agus can only, maybe Mr Agus needs glasses so that I can see clearly where my joy is? If the item is still the same sir, durable formalized cake!"

"Mas Doni likes to go down, still the same as before. The peddler!" This time, Agus chuckled.

"How are you doing Sari?"

"Well Mr. Agus, Alhamdulillah. You are healthy, right?" ask Sari.

"Alhamdulillah, still given a long life, healthy and still able to stand with his own legs that part of Berkahe Gusti mbak," 

Sari smiled and turned to Mr. Hisham who also developed a smile to hear his conversation with Mr. Agus. Shaky smile.

"Sir Hisham?" Sari asked.

"Yes, mbak,"

"Perhaps, you ask for help the same Mr. Agus. He's also a pinter, who knows if he can help." Sari tried to give her advice.

"Hmm, if I could have been from yesterday I helped Mr. Hisham, mbak Sari." Mr. Agus said followed by a heavy sigh Mr. Hisham.

"I also do not understand why this is the fate of Sinta," said Mr. Hisham resigned.

"The situation is complicated enough? Until Mr Agus also can not help?"

Sari was a little surprised because to his knowledge Mr. Agus also had a science that could not be underestimated. Evidently when they were attacked by a flock of Airlangga men while in the Rat Temple first.

"Is there anything you can explain to me?" Sari looked at the two middle-aged fathers sitting in front of her in turn.

Mr. Hisham finally explained to Sari and also Doni, the catastrophe his family experienced. Mr. Hisham's wife, looks calm and doesn't cry anymore.

The story begins with Sinta's return from wandering in Jakarta. Sinta who is known to be friendly and also beautiful immediately became the idol of the young people in her village. 

His easy carrying with anyone made many men fall in love with him. Even some parents came to ask Sinta to be his daughter-in-law.

Unfortunately Sinta already has a mooring heart that is also ready to marry her. The lucky man was his Jakarta coworker named Toni. Of course, Sinta's attitude caused disappointment in the hearts of the young people who invited him.

Although there is no evidence but revenge and heartache denied love makes the young people ignited emotions. They flocked to find Shinta intending to prosecute. 

Mr. Hisham who was in shock and convinced that if his daughter did not do anything indecent was trying to defend as hard as he could but the anger of the citizens made him surrender, they ravaged the entire house and humiliated Shinta.

Their cruelty does not end there, the young man who allegedly spread inappropriate issues also sent a heart to Shinta. Teluh who moves as the night approaches, perfecting their vile slander on innocent girls.

The residents agreed to expel Mr. Hisham and his family from the village. Of course it makes Shinta very sad. He decided to leave quietly from home and disappeared to this day.

Shinta commits suicide, but her body is not found. Until finally the last few months appeared the ghost of the head that scared the villagers. They also assume it is the ghost of Shinta who wants to demand revenge.

Mr. Hisham ended his story with tears. His old body could no longer endure the sadness. The misfortune of his daughter made Hisham and his wife grieve for a very long time. 

He only wished that there was someone who could help him to recover his daughter's good name wherever he was at this moment.

"Mbak Sari want to help?" This time Mr. Agus asked to represent Mr. Hisham who was still sobbing.

Sari turned to look at Doni asking for his approval. 

"We ..," Sari hung up her words, Doni nodded in agreement.

"Ehm, well I'll try to help but .. don't be too hopeful, keep praying and asking for the help of the Almighty sir." 

Sari advised that Hisham sir was not too disappointed with the results. He turned to Mr. Agus to ask him what information he knew about Shinta.

"Sir Agus has come to help Mr. Hisham?"

Mr. Agus glanced at Mr. Hisham and also his wife.

"I tried to find Shinta's whereabouts, but it was hard. There's a veil covering Shinta, and I can't get through it!"

"Magic tabir?" Sari tried to make sure.

"It seems so mbak, the shaman who was behind this disaster seems not a random person. My science has not been that high," Mr. Agus looked glum.

"Hhm, actually the problem is not in the height or absence of science Mr. Hisham. True power that actually exists only in Divine Power, humans are only intermediaries. Only man chooses his true ruler or allies with the devil." Sari explained to Agus.

"Then we have to how to mbak?"

Sari looked at Doni hoping her beloved husband had a plan. 

"Lad?"

"The magic veil was made so that Shinta was not detected apparently, obscuring the eyes of every ordinary human."

"Yes, what's your plan?" 

They're on each other's eyes, "We're on night patrol?" answer with a joke.

"I like it, let's do it beb!" (I like that, let's do beb!) 

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