Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
The Mystery 1

"I'm going with the mas!" Pak Agus immediately volunteered to join Sari and Doni.

"Sir Agus is coming, sure?"

"Yes mbak, there's something I have to do as well in addition to ascertaining the existence of the flying head ghost."

Sari and Doni looked at each other, in fact they were reluctant but finally allowed Mr. Agus to join the night patrol. There is nothing wrong with taking Mr. Agus, counting and taking him to practice before facing Airlangga and his men.

The night after discussing, Sari with the four guards, Doni and also Pak Agus gathered in the backyard of Pak Agus' house which was quite spacious. The small gazebo in front of the fish pond used Sari and the others to start their night patrols.

The supernatural fence was deliberately made by Doni to protect their bodies that would be left behind. They didn't want to be bothered with the cunning of the soft guys who would mess up the night patrol.

It didn't take long for the three of them along with the four guards belonging to Sari to cross dimensions. Now they were far away from the village, standing outside the magical veil that covered the village.

"Sir Agus see that magical fence? The fence made the head ghost unable to enter the village!" Sari pointed at the invisible magic dome shrouded in a thin fog.

Mr. Agus just remained silent, millions of questions popping up in his mind.

"Do Mr Agus know who the villagers can make a fence like this?"

Agus just shook his head. He is a native of the village, to his knowledge no citizen can make a magical fence with great energy.

"It looks like this was made by an outsider from the village, I don't know this kind of energy!"

"Is that so?" Sari scanned around, she looked for other clues.

"There's a plan?" He turned to Doni who was seen watching one side of the dome.

Without answering Doni walked closer to the eastern side of the dome that caught his attention.

"Note, the energy of this dome is like it's centered on one place! There's a difference in strength deliberately made around here!"

Doni stood a little closer towards the side of the dome in question.

"That means this dome was purposely formed to protect something?" ask Sari 

"It seems so, something is hidden and it's a big secret!"

"Hhm, I smell the scent of conspiracy. Maybe that softener will give you an answer!" Sari turned her head towards the object hovering not far from them.

Mr. Agus was surprised as his eyes clearly saw that soft, bodyless face. His long hair seemed to be tangled in the wind. A hoarse and raucous voice rang out as the wind gusts that led to the three of them.

"Return, give me back my body …,"

In Sari's ear the voice sounded not terrible but instead heartbreaking. The gentile did not frighten the nakuti but he looked for his body which was separated and hidden by the wicked.

"I have to catch him beb!" Sari prepared to approach the softener that kept trying to get inside the dome.

"M-make Sari want to take that head?" agus asked in disbelief.

"Yes, is there another option?"

"Ehm, please don't destroy him huh mbak?"

Sari smiled and patted Agus on the shoulder, "Of course, I just want an interrogation so I don't want to destroy him!"

In the blink of an eye Sari was already close to the softness that hit her clashing on the magical fence.

"Need help?" Sari smirked at the mischievous softener.

The figure paused for a moment then turned towards Sari. His face that looked terrible, looked at Sari.

"What happened to you? I'm sure you didn't mean anything bad?" Sari asked back.

The gentler just let out the same word, "Return my body …,"

"Your body borrowed from someone? What's for?"

The head-shaped gentler was back hitting his forehead bent trying to get in.

He looked at Sari sharply, his eyes that almost came out seemed even more terrible when he showed his dislike. Suddenly the softener attacked and tried to bite Sari. Fortunately Sari was ready, it did not take time and energy many hands Sari had made the softness was not wrinkled.

Doni and Pak Agus immediately approached when Sari managed to catch him. His head kept turning trying to break away. 

"Hey relax! Do you want me to help you or not?!" Sari is bluffing a little.

A rough snorting sound rang out from the mouth of the soft man. Pak Agus approached and squatted a little until the soft face faced him.

"The shinta? You're Shinta, right?"

The man stopped rebelling and looked at Mr. Agus in the face.

"I and Sari will help you, can you calm down?"

Mr. Agus said softly, softly as if understanding and he was silent. Sari slowly released the clutches of her hands in her hair, and the head floated quietly.

"I need to know what really happened,"

Sari needs her consent to enter the soft man's last memory.

"Calm down, and give me information on who you are!"

Sari and lembut were facing each other, they were eye to eye. Sari's unusual eyes glittered reddishly, beginning to enter the last memory with the permission of a softener that was thought to be strong is Shinta.

Sari slowly enters her memory just before Shinta is killed. There was a strong pressure that rejected Sari's presence there. But that was not an obstacle for Sari, slowly but surely the memory was open.

Sinta sat alone on a large rock. He mourned his unfortunate fate. His body is now full of wounds, both from the rock thrown by the citizens or purulent wounds sent through the mouth.

All of those wounds inflicted immeasurable pain yet, the most painful wound was in his heart. A vile slander deliberately made to humiliate himself and his family.

Shinta's sadness grew when she heard that her parents had to be driven out of the village. Shinta never expected his return to let go of longing for both parents had to end tragically. 

Without Shinta noticing, several youths had been behind him. Apparently they've been following Shinta since she ran away from home.

"You want to go?"

Sinta was startled and turned to look at the three young men she was very familiar with. They are Shinta's childhood friends, the three of whom have also expressed love for her.

"Didi, Ali, Joko? Please, please don't do this .. release me also father mother! I'm leaving this village!" With a little stammered Shinta begged forgiveness for the three.

The three youths who were already filled with anger looked at each other and grinned. A mocking laugh was heard from his third mouth. Shinta trembled and walked backwards intending to run.

The three move quickly and lock up Shinta. Their laughter was like a razor that sliced through Shinta's heart, the cruelest laugh Shinta had ever heard. Shinta did not think they would hurt her. Blind love has completely blinded his eyes and hardened his third heart.

Shinta tried to run but was unsuccessful. His body was forced alternately by the three, until it fell to the ground.

"They refused our love!" said one of them.

"You guys are really crazy, just because of your love doing this kind of vile thing!" Shinta's tears are breaking.

They don't care, their hearts are dead. Heeded Shinta's screams. mercilessly the three tortured Shinta kicking and hitting the helpless body.

Sari could not help but cry she closed her eyes and turned her face away.

Shinta's screams and screams could no longer be heard. Shinta resigned, he knew death would soon pick him up. But before his death came an oath Shinta uttered.

I swear by the slander you threw at me, I will avenge every blood and tear I shed on this earth! I will not let your lives be at ease!

The last words before a machete slashed at Shinta's neck. His eyes glared at the executioner as Shinta's head successfully detached from his body. Sari yelling.

You're ruthless! It is not worth calling a human being!

Sari entered Shinta's emotions, anger overflowing and awakening Sengkayana's power in her body. Sari's body was instantly flooded with excess energy, Doni was surprised to see his wife controlled by anger.

Quickly, Doni hugged the wife's body even at the risk of getting an energy sting that was quite painful for him. Sari had to be calmed down immediately before anger aroused the demon spirit locked within her. The spirit that Airlangga planted deliberately to torture Sari.

"Calm down beb, calm down ...," he whispered repeatedly in the wife's ear.