ALVIN Trying to Rise

Looking Conch

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On Friday, Alvin was only in school for half a day, until he could get home early. The two teenagers stopped by the mosque near the school to perform Friday prayers.

"Say you want to work conch for Bi Inah, Vin?" imran asked as they sat in the courtyard of the mosque, wearing his shoes.

"Yes, it looks like later in the afternoon I've been trying to find in the rice fields have a grandmother and grandfather first," replied Alvin.

"I'm coming, can't I?" imran asked, making Alvin look at him.

"Well?" A fine wrinkle on Alvin's forehead was visible.

"You're fishing for eels, hehe." Imran scratched his back head.

"Eels can be fished, huh? Not that they live in the mud, how do they lure?" ask Alvin.

Imran laughs at Alvin's funny-looking question. For him who lives from a small in an area like this, eel fishing is a very exciting thing to do.

"Based on the town boy, fishing for eels just don't know!" imran said again in between his laughter.

"Ck." Alvin clucked in annoyance while standing up, having finished wearing his shoes.

"Eh, even angry." Imran hurriedly caught up with Alvin who had started to step foot.

"Eel fishing has been a game here since childhood, Vin. If it's a problem, I'll see you later in the afternoon." Imran embraces Alvin's shoulder while aligning his steps.

"Deliver!" Alvin let go of Imran's hand on his shoulder, he did not like any physical contact with others.

"Yes, Vin. Is that angry at you?" imran lamented.

"Who is angry?" Alvin asked Imran again.

"Well, if you're not angry then why are you like that?" ask Imran.

"I don't like being embraced. Amused," Alvin replied while shuddering.

"Oh, so we don't like to be touched huh?" Imran smiled slylyly as he took Alvin's hand.

"Ran, can't they have hands?" Alvin gave a distance from Imran who continued to question him.

"Hahaha, you're so weird, Vin. Time not to be touched by others. Why anyway? Disgust, huh?" imran asked, while continuing to menoel Alvin's body parts.

"Yes, I don't like it, it's weird. I'm still normal, why should I be close by like that same guy as you?" Alvin rubbed the touch marks from Imran.

"Astagfireullah! I'm normal too, Vin. I still like pretty girls!" Imran subconsciously raised his tone.

"Who said you're not normal?" Alvin asked back, as if he had said nothing before.

"Ck, basic!" Imran looked at Alvin.

The two looked at each other then chuckled together, feeling ridiculous with their own attitudes.

Simultaneously, the public transport they used to ride passed by, they climbed together, still with a smile on their backs.

Some time later they reached the stop. Alvin and Imran go down at the same time. They walked towards the house, with steps that looked excited.

"So, may I come with you to the rice field later in the afternoon?" imran asked, after they would split up to go to their respective homes.

"Yes, can. But, you promised me I'd get an eel?" alvin said he gave conditions.

"May, later in the afternoon I teach you how to lure eels," nods Imran excitedly.

"okay! We'll see you later that afternoon, "Imran raised his right hand while walking in a different direction, as a sign of farewell to Alvin.

Alvin replied to Imran with a nod of his head, then passed away to his house that had been seen.

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Arriving at Alvin's house immediately do schoolwork, while waiting for the afternoon to arrive. Prayer also helps with homework, from washing his clothes, sweeping and mopping.

Until after the Ashar prayer, Alvin was preparing to go to the rice field. With a bucket and a plastic bag for the conch, Alvin was determined to work.

In his hand there is a small bucket as a tool to collect snails.

Simultaneously, Imran also came with an eel fishing tool in his hand.

"Yeah!" aja Imran is full of spirit.

The two of them finally left for the rice fields together with different intentions.

Taking a conch or fishing eel is recommended in the afternoon, when the air has begun to feel cool. although actually the morning can also be.

During the day, the snail will go into the mud to look for a more shady atmosphere. While the eel will also be deeper from the surface, considering he also does not like the heat.

A little while later, Alvin and Imran had arrived at the rice field they were heading to. The two are now split to try to find their own targets.

Alvin searches for his snail and Imran with his eel. Both are equally engrossed in their respective activities, until unknowingly time continues to spin, and the sun begins to sink.

Alvin moved from his place, he saw the plastic snail storage that was quite full.

"It seems to want magrib," murmured Alvin, seeing the atmosphere that began to go dusk.

He was looking for the existence of Imran which turned out to be quite far away, from where he was standing now.

"Ran, go home yuk .. already want magrib nih," asked Alvin, he was near his brother.

Imran, who was busy with his fishing thread, looked up to see Alvin beside him.

"Shortly, Vin, I'll get it again" said Imran.

"Can there be a lot, Ran?" Alvin looked inside where Imran put his lure.

However, it has not been seen clearly, Alvin has closed it back.

"Shhh, don't be noisy." Instead of answering Imran instead told Alvin to shut up.

Alvin nodded, he was now interested in the way Alvin fished eels, which he had to keep playing with his fishing thread.

Until a while later Imran pulled the fishing thread in his hand, with the results of a medium-sized eel hanging at the end.

"Astagfirefull!" Alvin was surprised by the appearance of an eel that turned out to be quite laughable.

Alvin reflexes his back, until almost strayed, if he does not quickly hold back using his hands.

While Imran who knows Alvin's reaction even laughed out loud, feeling Alvin's behavior funny.

"Why are you, Vin? Sampe wanted to nyungsep so," asked Imran, in between his laughter.

"Didih, how eel shape is that anyway? Like a snake." Alvin shuddered in horror, seeing the appearance of an eel that was still wriggling at the end of the imran fishing rod.

Alvin subconsciously took a few steps back, away from where Imran was crouching.

"Eel shape is like gini, Vin. When you don't know?" jeered Imran, still chuckling, while starting to release the eel from his lure.

"I've never seen an eel, Ran. I've been sneaking in, already want magrib nih," said Alvin, still afraid to see the animal in Imran's hands.

"Udah! Afraid of very, same eel doang," said Imran as he fixed his fishing rod and then stood up.

"Yuk, home! Later you will be late in the mosque, I may get scorned by my mother" said Imran.

Alvin and Imran walk home together.

"Kok, you're the one who's being homelinized?" The wrinkle on Alvin's forehead is visible.

"Yes, because he thought I forgot the time to lure his eels" said Imran.

Yes, indeed he is often scolded by his mother because if you have been fishing eels must have forgotten the time.

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Who, who ever fishing eel, or even like the animals that live in the mud?

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