Ghost Story (The Story of the Angler)

The Story of the Angler (Ele?)

"No lancing you bro..?" sapa Ipung when he saw Vishnu again sitting dumbly in front of his house.

 "The fishing is ugly everywhere, so lazy, after all it is noon too." replied Vishnu.

 "It seems that the more here the more difficult fishing." said Ipung while sitting in the chair next to Vishnu.

 "Maybe the fish in the river already want to go extinct time yes.."

 "Living the case doank. hehe.." continued Ipung.

 "When in the net it can be a lot of tilapia and big-pede, but if it is fished do not want to eat.."

 "It was already a professor, so you know if it was again provoked." replied Ipung.

 "Breed would go fishing in the pool." said Vishnu.

 "Fishing in the pool is only for beginners." replied Ipung pretentiously. "Partially not fishing, but buying fish.."

 "Eat him males dikolam.."

 "Gue was curious how to lure eels, you know not bro?" ask Ipung.

 "So you don't know how? Kayak just say fishing in the pool is only for beginners." teased Vishnu.

 "Gue has never been eel-fishing." replied Ipung.

 "It's like a good idea, it hasn't been fishing for eels in a long time.."

 Vishnu went into his house. Shortly thereafter he appeared again while carrying a roll of fishing line measuring 0.5 mm, because fishing eels require large strings. Then Vishnu also began to demonstrate how to make a special fishing rod for eels.

 The fishing line is stretched to a length of one and a half meters, then cut, then bent into two equal parts length, just twisted to form braid woven along 75 centimeters. The base of the braid string is tied with a knot so that the webbing does not decompose, then the end of the string is fitted with a hook size 4 standard size hook eye.

 Overall, the shape of the eel fishing rod is very different from the fishing rod, without fishing rod, without tin ballast and without buoy, only 75 centimeter long strings are twisted with hook eyes on the ends.

 Ipung helped make the fishing line for himself. Vishnu also made two more fishing rods as serep.. Once ready, they also went to the location of the eel fishing with the use of Vishnu's motor. But only until the front road of the house, they cross paths with Supri who was riding his 75 motorbike.

 "Where are you going?" ask Supri.

 "Fishing eel.. You're not following?" answer Ipung.

 "It seems exciting, but I'm still told to be with my mother." said Supri. "That's what I'm following.."

 "Yaudah you will follow." replied Vishnu.

 "In the usual rice fields, right?" ask Supri.

 "Yes..Where else do you want to go..?" ipung Sahut.

 They split up on the road to their respective destinations. Actually the rice field in question is only close, just east of the river. But because there is no bridge there, so Vishnu and Ipung must turn south first and pass the bridge in the village next door.

 Eel fishing is usually done in rice fields, especially in small irrigation channels on the outskirts of rice fields. That's where an ordinary nesting eel makes a hole in the edge of the channel. The bait used is a worm, so Vishnu and Ipung must first mamoir in the bird feed stall to buy worms.

 Arriving at the location, the atmosphere looks crowded by farmers who are ready to do rice planting, because indeed most of the rice fields there are already finished plowed and ready to be planted. The rice field is not too big, just one peg width of about 100 meters, but very long.

 A concrete road split the rice field in two, and on the outskirts of the rice field instead, there was a 2-meter wide irrigation canal. Vishnu drove his motorbike down the concrete road until he reached a post hut right in the middle of the long rice field. They parked the bike in that post hut, too.

 But then there were four people standing on the edge of the paddy field who caught their attention, two eel shakers and two duck herders. And it seems they are arguing fiercely. It looks like hundreds of ducks are wallowing in the plowed fields.

 "Waduh.. in the first place with our eel stunner.." grumbled Vishnu.

 "Part of ducks so many, how can we go fishing..?!" connect Ipung.

 "Alamat dapet eel nih." said Vishnu. "I think they're fighting it again.."

 "Eh yes it is.." said Ipung.

 Indeed, at that time the debate between the four people seemed increasingly heated. Some farmers even stopped planting rice because their attention was distracted by the quarrel, but no one tried to mediate. Curiously Ipung and Vishnu approached one of the farmers to ask.

 "Why can you fight that sir..?" ask Ipung.

 "This.the eel electrocution was waiting from this morning, waiting for the rice field to be ploughed, trus still waiting again so that the rice field water becomes clear. Lha sian this pas rice field is clear, it comes the duck shepherd who immediately herded his duck into the rice field.clearly the electrocution is pecking.." replied the father of the farmer.

 "Lah.. trus that why the father of the duck did not even accept that? Why even get angry..?" ask Ipung.

 "The duck herder thinks he's here every day, so he thinks it's his place to herd ducks.."

 "Owalah. lha this is not his rice field he can feel so the place is yes." said Vishnu.

 "Do not know the deck. justin aja. father is also lazy to interfere.."

 "Emang duck herder is sometimes that ngawur really." said Ipung.

 "How's ngawur?" ask Vishnu.

 "Gue once, again delicately fishing, tau-tau came with a group of ducks and the herder. She gently herded her ducks into the river next to me! Not angry try.."

 "Huawei.." Vishnu laughs ngakak. "Apes really your fate bro. duck kok fight. truck only crags must stop if there are ducks nyebrang. haha.."

 The farmer laughed when he heard Ipung's story. Vishnu left the farmer, and Ipung followed him. Indeed, if you want to electrocute the eel, the main condition of the rice field water must be clear first, the bottom of the muddy rice field must be visible until the eel nest hole is also visible so that it can be electrocuted.

 Vishnu chose a location more to the east, far from the four who fought earlier, and Ipung was just following, because indeed he could not lure eels. The two of them walked down the half-meter wide irrigation canal on the outskirts of the rice field while keeping an eye on the bottom edge of the gutter.

 Until finally Vishnu found a hole as big as an index finger, then he put the hooked eye worm and string it into the hole. By twisting the strings, the hook eyes will go directly into the hole that is thought to be the home of eels.

 Not long after, the fishing line stiffened and seemed to be drawn slowly into the hole, a sign that the bait had been eaten by eels. Vishnu waited for a moment, then the string was pulled out. Then there was a tug-of-war between the eel and Vishnu. Ipung keeps watching all that because he wants to know how to fish for eels.

 When this attraction occurs it takes patience and caution, if the strings are too hard to be pulled, then the eel's mouth will be torn until the hook eyes loose and the eel can not be caught. The principle is to make the eel run out of energy until finally according to it when pulled from the hiding hole.

 Five minutes passed, the tug-of-war was still happening. Ipung seems impatient, because he does not know the trick to catch eels. Until finally the eel gave up, and Vishnu could easily pull out of his hiding place. There was an eel the size of a thumb floundering in the eyes of the hook.

 "Whoaa.. finally came out also you.." exclaimed Vishnu. "Good start.."

 "Gede is also the eel." said Ipung.

 "This size is not maximal for eels, there is a big arm.."

 "Cooking is right up to a big arm..?" ask Ipung.

 "There are. but short, at least half a meter. does not match the gedenya." said Vishnu. "But the eel of the field can't be that big. at least this way.."

 "Where's that arm?" ask Ipung.

 "Normally on a bigger channel." replied Vishnu. "Have you seen, right? Now you practice it yourself.."

 "Gue found the eel hole.."

 But then the string loosened, to Ipung's astonishment pulled the string. And it turns out that the hook eye and worm bait is no longer at the end of the string, while the string itself is in a state of breaking. Ipung looked at the end of the string with more wonder.

 "Haha..your bait is eaten yuyu tuh.." said Vishnu while laughing.

 "Emang yuyu can break the strings..?" ask Ipung.

 "Yes it could be. eels don't have sharp teeth." Vishnu said.

 "Sial really.. it turns out not all holes contain eels, there are yuyu contents as well!" Ipung Umpat.

 "Lu must choose." said Vishnu.

 "How are the eel holes?" ask Ipung.

 "The eel's nest is usually a small hole.The surface is smooth because the eel is slimy." said Vishnu. "Good thing I made a spare fishing rod earlier."

 Yuyu is a type of crab that lives in the rice fields, Ipung did not expect that the hole that was thought to contain eels was actually filled with yuyu. And with its sharp claws, yuyu could easily break the thick string rope. Yuyu is often a big enemy for eel anglers.

 They began to look for another hole, down a small irrigation canal right on the edge of the concrete road. The length of the rice field is about 500 meters, and on the right side of the road there is a channel of envy, eel search land so much more, that is along the rice field as well. They can move from left to right.

 The sky looked cloudy as they had returned to the post hut empty-handed. Their breaths are tired because they walk 500 meters back and forth, plus they must always crouch when fishing in the eel hole. Finally they decided to take a break.

"Dapet one already seneng, I think it will be good, it turns out even gabluk." said Vishnu.

 "No fish no eel, both gabluk.." sabung Ipung.

 "Supri is not being followed or how..?" ask Vishnu.

 "You can't trust him." replied Ipung.

 Tiredness was gone, so they resumed hunting for the eel. But just came out of the hut, suddenly it rained very heavily. They ran back to the hut to shelter. Only then did they realize that the rice field was deserted, there was no one at all other than the two of them. Even the four people who had fought were no more.

 "Don't you bring a raincoat?" ask Ipung.

 "There was no hurry.." replied Vishnu.

 "Toyle..! How can I double-double gini..!" gerutu Ipung's.

 "Maybe Supri already know what will happen, so it will not be followed him." said Vishnu.

 "Lucky is a child." said Ipung.

 Patiently waiting for the rain to stop. But instead of subsiding, the rain seemed to get thicker, plus strong winds, even the roof of the hut was rattling in the wind. The trees and rice trunks swirled low as if to be plucked from the roots.

The day had gone by and the sky was beginning to darken. Slowly but surely, the dark really came, all so it looked pitch black, no light at all because it was in the middle of the rice field. Vishnu was forced to turn on the motor engine so that the motor headlights could be illuminated. And they began to despair.

 "You are not reckless, we will be late." said Ipung.

 "Lu dare to recklessly test?"

 "From the kemaleman, where the tryouts like gini craze.."

 Vishnu turned the direction of the motor, Ipung directly piggybacked, and they immediately tancap gas out of the post hut. But just before the post, the rain stopped suddenly, leaving a small drizzle. Vishnu turned the motor back again to the post hut, although it was a little wet. And before long the rain really stopped.

 "It's so weird it's raining. Why did it suddenly stop so soon?" gumam Vishnu.

 "It's a coincidence, so no wetness.just go home." Ipung said.

 "Just a moment.I feel I put a flashlight in the motorcycle seat.." Vishnu opened his motor saddle and pulled out a flashlight. "Well. meet.."

 "What does a flashlight do?" ask Ipung.

 "Eggs that night even out of the nest.so it's easy to be fished." said Vishnu. "Especially if abis ujan gini.."

 "So you want to keep fishing again?"

 "Yes." replied Vishnu. "I don't want to.."

 "Udah kepalang peril, continue all the way to malem." said Ipung while walking out of the hut.

 "But wait a minute let the water be a bit clear first. abis ujan gini all sewers must be cloudy, the eel will not look cloudy that.."

 "I didn't think there either." said Ipung.

 Finally they sat back on the bike while enjoying a cigarette. The motor is kept on for lighting. Half an hour they waited, and the mosquitoes began to attack. When they couldn't stand the mosquitoes, they came out of the hut and began the hunt.

 With the lighting of one flashlight, they went down the concrete road again, with the flashlight directed to the irrigation gutter. But it turned out that the little irrigation canal on the right-hand side of the road was still full of rainwater and very murky, it was impossible for them to find the eel there.

 "Where can the eel be seen when the flood gini?" ask Ipung.

 "Move to the middle of the rice fields." replied Vishnu.

 "What is clear water..?" ask Ipung.

 "Kalo in the rice field is not so deep kayaking in the gutter.so of course it is clear again.."

 Vishnu jumped over the irrigation canal and began to enter the rice fields, and Ipung followed him. The water was clear as usual. Both of them along the rice fields are slippery extraordinary due to the rain. Several times they had been tucked into the rice fields that made the feet of mud, but it did not dampen their determination.

 Up to the wide limit of the rice field, they did not find one eel. Vishnu turned down the ripener on the edge of the rice field, then turned towards the middle of the rice field, passing the other ripner. In other words, they had circled a swath of rice fields.

 When we got to the middle of the field. Vishnu stopped suddenly, and he prepared his fishing rod, because a meter in front of him, 30 inches to the left of the bat, appeared the head of an eel as big as an arm! Vishnu's hand trembled because he had never seen such a big eel.

 "That's not a snake, is it?" ask Ipung.

 "No. it's an eel! The body is slippery, if the snake must have its scales.."

 "It turns out it could be that big huh." Ipung said.

 "Gue often heard stories, eels can be as big as an arm." said Vishnu.

 After the fishing line is ready, they sneak closer to the eel that only looks like its head. Vishnu stretched his fishing line until the hook eye mounted with the worm could be right in front of the eel's nose. And immediately the eel grabbed the worm with its mouth very wide.

 "After grabbing, the eel pulls the strings into the mud. Vishnu tried to hold on with all his might. A bout of resistance ensued, they tugged at each other with the strings. Until finally the eel ran out of energy and gave up when dragged Vishnu on the batter.

 An eel as big as an arm and half a metre long fluttered over the batter. But suddenly an oddity occurred, the eel's head seemed to bloom open, and five fingers appeared around it, which they were fishing for was not an eel as big as a hand, but it really turned into a cut of an elbow!

 "Whuuaaaaa! Human hands!!"

 They shouted loudly together. Vishnu threw the strings he held until the hand piece was thrown into the middle of the rice field. Spontaneously they ran the ridge past the narrow grill.

 But because the roosters are very slippery, they even splashed into the rice fields, until the entire body became a mud straw. Without caring about it, they instead ran through the middle of the rice field through a puddle of mud water and towards the post hut where they parked the motorbike.

 Arriving at the post, Vishnu immediately turned on his motorbike engine and they were gas tinkering away as quickly as possible from the rice field, leaving the eel of his acquisition last afternoon, also leaving a very terrible experience..