HUDDLES

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I don't know what I'm going to do. I feel I have to find out information about Ronggeng Dancer and Silurah village. I wonder what I dreamed.

But second by second, minute by minute, hour by hour I began to believe. And my dream was a clue. A clue to my recovery.

I'm getting crazy. Believing silly things like this.

I am tired of all this terror. I'm already desperate. What I'm doing right now is right. My illness may have something to do with the supernatural world, until I dream like that.

Right now, I'm in the library. I was about to find information, about the village of Silurah and Ronggeng.

I looked at one by one the titles of the books that were neatly recorded. Switching from one shelf to another. From one book to another.

But I could not find what I was looking for. I did not stop looking, now I repeat reading the titles of the book carefully, which I might pass through.

And it's true. I took the book, and I read the title.

‘’Tarian-Tarian Nusantara ‘’ may give a little information muramku.

Then I looked for another book that could provide more detailed information. About Ronggeng. Not felt, now I'm almost half an hour pacing back and forth to every bookcase.

Until I was on the 5th tape, my fingers deftly moved from book to book. My eyes were on the books I was looking for. Until my finger stopped, and I looked at a fairly thick book, then I read the title.

‘’ Tanah Java ‘’

I took the book. Now two books are in my grasp.when I read, I want to find an empty place.

but after I looked around the seats looked full. I had to sit on the floor and lean against the wall. As I relax my leg muscles that are getting tired.

I will read two books that I have taken, I read a book called ‘’ Nusantara’’ Dances first. I immediately read the table of contents, my eyes sorted the milah of each writing.

My eyes will only be focused on the Ronggeng dance. And fixed on the title of Ronggeng dance which is on page 50. Without thinking long, I immediately looked for the page in question. And I started reading.

I read every paragraph after paragraph with nothing left. Until the last paragraph, I read everything.

Book ‘’Dances-Dances Nusantara’’ I have finished reading. I am not satisfied with the information from the book.

Then I switched to reading the second book, entitled ‘’ Tanah Jawa’’ I also did the same.

I've read everything. Actually, the information I got was almost the same as What Bi Marni said, that ronggeng was a female dancer. It comes from the land of Java. Accompanied by rebab and gong instruments and usually there are men who men who menyawer with money, then dance in pairs.

My eyes are currently focused on the picture of Ronggeng which is beautifully drawn on the book.

In the book, a picture of a ronggeng wearing clothes only to cover his chest. And part of his upper chest skin was left open.

Beautiful makeup is equipped with a nice hair shape and jasmine flowers on his head. And the shawl she wore around her neck.

I took my phone from the bag and I immediately turned on the cellular data, I was surfing the internet looking for pictures about Ronggeng. I looked at the pictures one by one. Almost had something in common with what I dreamed.

At least I know what Ronggeng is. I thought in my heart.

Then I moved off the floor. I will find the location of Silurah village in maps. see the computer in the corner is empty.

I rushed to use the computer, I immediately typed Silurah village using the keyboard. Some important things I noted on a piece of paper.

Little did I know that the village still seemed very natural. Where the village is still the high end of culture, and also there are many traditions there.and also there are sites of relics of the Hindu religion of Buddhism.

I accidentally found an article on the Internet that made me curious. Regarding the tradition in the area of the village of Silurah. Then I read the article until I stopped talking about Ronggeng Dancers.

I understood one word for another. It was a paragraph that excited me to read.

‘’ There is an interesting sight, when many boys ask the bark to shake hands or kiss or rub their heads. There are also mothers who carry their children asking ronggeng to do the same thing. According to Mr. Lebe Waluyo, residents believe it contains luck and blessings for the beginning of the child's growing period.’’

It makes sense also this article, If it is associated with my dreams, there is a point as well.

The children in the village asked to be rubbed his head. This means that the ronggeng can cure the disease.

I don't know where it came from, I can draw such a conclusion. Suddenly it just came out of my mouth.

This time I will find information about Silurah village by opening maps. Information appears in the map, Silurah Village is located in Winotunggal sub-district, Batang Regency, Central Java Province.

I have to go to Silurah village. Any way. Because it is located in the province of Central Java, I think not too remote. Try it in Kalimantan or Papua. Must be hard to reach.

Then I thought again, there's no way I'm going there alone. But I have a passionate spirit to go there. And the spirit for my recovery of course. But even if I have to go alone, nothing is for my recovery.

I scrunched my forehead. Who should I talk to about this. And now it comes to people closest to me. telling me about my dream, as well as my plan, to go to the village of Silurah.

I think that's enough with this information. Mumbled again.

As I was about to get out of the chair, I was suddenly startled by the appearance of a black figure in the window.

That black figure, just black so I can't see clearly his face or his body. Then waved his hand like his thing was hand-delivering to his theme.

Strangely I was not afraid in the least, but our eyes met each other, I turned my eyes to my phone that now rang.

I took my phone, and then I saw who called me. It turned out to be a new number, I thought for a moment, then I picked up. I just picked up, but suddenly turned off. Damnit damnit! Who the hell bothers me.

But when I looked at that window again, the black figure had already disappeared. My heart suddenly thumped loudly, then for a long time my chest hurt a lot. I held my chest with both hands.

I hurried to get the bag. I took some medicine and I drank it. After a while, now my chest feels normal again.but my breathing is still strangled.