The Underwater Palace
Sarah's condition is concerning

“Aya I'm sorry yes,” said Japra.

“Iya, thank you Mas Japra.”

I swigged around the corner of the store. “Mbak Sarah Where is Mas?”

Mas Japra bowed lethargic, “in hospital Ya.”

“Hah? What pain Mas?”

“Since possession yesterday, Sarah's condition has gotten worse. Yesterday the last time I saw her face pale kept her gaze blank.”

“Ya Allah.” 

“Mas can accompany me to see Sarah later?” my connection.

“Can happen to be the same as Briyan to go there.”

“Ya already if so I follow ya Mas,” said I.

I didn't expect Sarah's condition to be such a worry, that I knew people after a trance would forget what happened and the body would lose a lot of energy.

But Sarah's mother's case is strange enough, why could she end up like that.

I work as usual, even though there are many things I think about but I have to remain professional at work.

Today it is quite relaxing not too many visitors who come to buy bread, and again this is Thursday which means going home from work will be faster considering that on Friday night most stores will close early.

When relaxing like the gospel even makes me quite bored and sleepy because I have to sit for hours in front of the cashier table, sometimes I yawn until unconsciously dissolved in my drowsiness.

While I was in between my consciousness, I vaguely saw a shadow moving in the corner of the store, at the end of the storefront near the entrance.

'Who? What customer?' my inner.

I rubbed my two eyes that felt like that, slowly I tried to look back at that person but it remained the same. The transparent white shadow resembling a woman was what my netra was looking at.

'Who is he? Is he a ghost?' my thinking.

I slowly approached the shadow to make sure that its faint form was not very clear even its face I could not see.

Suddenly from behind someone patted me on the shoulder.

“Astagfirullah.”

“What are you doing?” 

Apparently it was bang Iyan, maybe he saw my strange movements earlier.

“Eh ... Bang Iyan ngagetin aja,”.

“What are you doing anyway? Kok rich people want to catch lizards ngendap gitu.”

“There are people but not people Bang. Well how do ya clearinnya,” said me while scratching the back of my head.

“What do you mean?”

“So there are girls but the shape is transparent.”

“Ohh ... Kuntilanak possible,” chirped Iyan.

“Cuntilanak? Why do you spend the day-night?”

“Aya. Try asking tonight see how many numbers?” sahut Mas Japra who heard my words.

“Udah do not be horrified by the Japra, you if you want to rest just behind.”

“Gak Bang here aja, quiet behind where dark again,”.

“Yes the lights often break up, even though I bought it already the best,” he said.

“It is difficult to deal with the waiter here like to sulk,” he continued.

I narrowed my eyebrows, it was appropriate that the locker room looked gloomy and always dark even though it was installed in the lights. I even experienced some strange things there, ranging from the door locker that opens itself, falling objects and strange sounds.

'It's just right they don't want to put the bag in the locker, ' I muttered.

The day was dark, the customer also no one entered the store, Mas Japra and I began to pack the storefront.

“Jap, so do we look at Sarah?” 

“So. There is an additional one personnel,” said Japra.

“Yes you are coming too?” 

“Iya Bang,” suhutku.

“Ya we have used my car aja.”

We were all preparing to leave, all the lights were turned off. We all got in the car and headed to the hospital.

I'm so worried about Sarah, I hope she'll be okay.

It didn't take long to get to the hospital, until we all rushed to the room, where Sarah was being treated.

We went into one of the rooms where there were about 4 patients and Sarah was in the right corner.

We approached the bed covered with blue curtains, there I saw the condition of Sarah's mother a little different. His face was very pale with body weights unlike the last I met him.

His body looked a little thin, his gaze was blank.

'Oh Allah, what really happened to Sarah?' my inner.

I approached him and tried to talk to him.

“Mbak Sarah,” says.

“Maya, you are coming,” said smile thinly.

“Iya Ma'am, this is me bringing fruit.”

Coincidentally on the way I asked to stop in front of the fruit shop.

“How's your condition?” ask Japra.

“OK,” sahutnya short.

The awkwardness was so felt because Sarah only answered our questions sober even with a thin smile.

Atmajaya suddenly appeared next to me, I saw Sarah's reaction as if she was shocked.

'Can Sarah see it?' my inner.