Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Ghosts Without Heads

The street lighting that illuminated the entire street was suddenly extinguished and left only one.

"Eeh, how dark is Ra?!"

"Console times the lights. The path is a bit unpleasant." replied Sinta with a slightly trembling voice out of fear.

"Ehm, this Sin bag is getting heavier?!" ask Naura again.

"Ah time anyway? Hhmm, tell me you asked to bring the bag! Mode here!" Sinta chuckles.

Naura's face turned deathly, she stared at Sinta. "Sin, the bag is motion ... What the hell is this stuff?" ask her in panic.

Sinta turned to look at the white plastic bag in Naura's hand.

Sure enough Sinta saw something move from inside the bag.

"Ra .. i-that's what?"

Naura shakily opened the contents of the plastic bag and how surprised Naura was when she found a human head that was grinning at her with eyes glaring.

Instantly Naura throws the plastic bag and then, making Sinta surprised.

"W-what's Ra?"

"The heads of the Sinites ..," he answered with trembling, his feet limp and unable to walk anymore.

Sinta felt a cold hand pat her on the shoulder, making her surprised.

"Mbak ... Where is my head?" the voice sounded hoarse and creepy.

Sinta trembled but her curiosity made her want to look back. The headless figure was standing right behind him.

Blood flowed from the scraping wound on his neck, soaking his white clothes. The smell of blood and rotten rancor pierced Sinta's nose.

"Raaa ..." Sinta's long cry was followed by a loss of consciousness.

Naura had apparently fainted first. The two girls were lying in the middle of the road with a drizzling rain soaking down the bodies.

The headless ghostly figure walked up to the plastic bag containing his head. The ghost seemed to understand where his head was.

His hand slowly took the head in a plastic bag and put it back into his body. The head is attached without the need for special adhesives, which look only red lines that still bleed.

It turned out that the figure was a handsome young man who had called out to Sinta and Naura. He smiled at the two girls lying unconscious on the street

He approached Sinta crouching and brought her face closer. Open Sinta's mouth and take the girl's life. A thin fog came out of Sinta's mouth and immediately sucked in quickly.

Not yet finished inhaling the air of Sinta's life, the saber mercilessly slashed his neck. Cut it back and make his head bounce a few meters away.

A beautiful woman with a veil covering her face just appeared. A sword with blood still dripping was in his right hand. He slowly walked closer to the headless ghost who had now approached his thrown head.

"What's your business bothering me?"

"I? None! I just hate the same lowly ghost of your model, who usually steals human life with cunning trickery!"

"I have no business with you! Don't bother me or …,'

"Or what? Wanna kill me? With a head like that?"

"Don't insult me! You don't know who I am!" 

The headless ghost was dazed back in his head and then shook his head to the right and left until the sound of his neck bones clashing with each other.

The ghost turned towards the woman with a veil covering her face. His brown eyes looked beautiful under the light of the lamp, but a moment later his eyes glittered reddish.

The ghost gasped as it looked at the red glint from the eyes of the mysterious woman before him.

"You .. lest you are …," 

No time for the ghost to finish his words, the reddish-colored sword slash had slashed back at his neck. But this time the sword with the haunted aura also split the body of the ghost. 

Those ghost eyes glared towards the mysterious woman who was walking towards him. He glanced at his body that was starting to fuse, then smirked at the mysterious woman who was already crouching in front of him.

"It looks like it's your fateful day ugly creature! Time to go back to hell!"

The sword pierced through the skull bone causing a crack and burned it instantly to ashes. The ghost's body stopped fusing then slowly burned like paper and disappeared in the wind.

The mysterious woman stood up and smiled, she opened her face. Appeared under the dim moonlight that began to appear timidly from behind the cloud.

"Another stupid ghost of a human bully is gone" he murmured

His hand looked up and a little ash from the ghost fell on his palm.

"Sar, how are those girls?" tanya Bimasena Approaching Sari.

Sari did not answer, and approached the two girls who were still unconscious. Sari cast a spell in her hand then rubbed it onto the faces of the two girls. Golden light seemed to seep from the touch of Sari's skin and the girl's face.

"Let's go Bimasena, we have to catch the morning train. I have business somewhere!"

Sari Anneliese Van Barend, a former journalist on Journey to the East, is breaking into the dimension of time.  

His job this time is not mystical coverage but to turn into a ghost hunter that every nation is afraid of softening just by hearing his name.

I will hunt to the ends of the human world and softly search for you!!