
The first night passed Dekka calmly, not as usual must be emotional first before going to bed. When he woke up the next day, he felt so fresh, he immediately went to the bathroom to fulfill his habit. Out in plain T-shirts and black trousers and her hair was still wet. Bertan waited for him at the dining table, with two unopened packs on the table. Dekka approached, sat down beside Bertan and watched the package closely.
"This what?" tanya Dekka was curious. Bertan smiled, opened his package and made a delicious aroma spread. The eyes of Dekka sparkled to see it, it turned out that it was rice sitting one of his favorite foods. Soon he opened the other pack, took one of the spoons and forks before finally praying and began to eat.
"Once we go to the river, who knows how to get fish to eat malem. I don't know what else to cook," said Bertan who made Dekka a little surprised. Tumben once the human in front of him is using informal language to him, usually he will be polite.
"yes, by the way tumben use lo-gue? Usually very formal talking to me, so it's a bit strange I'm horrified," he said. Bertan chuckled his shoulders indifferently and continued his meal. Two packs of fate had been worn out by both, and they both got up to wash the dishes and the spoon they used.
"Would use your hands was eating rice sitting," said Bertan. Dekka chuckled, right he said earlier he was lazy to wash his hands so he used a spoon. He usually eats with his hands, except for fruit. It feels somehow more delicious if you use your own hands as a spoon.
"By the way, the neighbors don't know if I want to move here continue to live with you? How did someone see yesterday when we talked?" ask Dekka while drying her hands in the clean rag there. Bertan frowned, as he remembered there were no neighbors peeping yesterday, after all they all knew that Dekka would move here before Dekka came.
"Where are the characteristics?" ask Bertan.
"Don't want, because before I see clearly the person has already said, seinget I'm a bit old that is."
Bertan nodded, it seemed like someone was curious, and it was possible that it was the grandfather beside his house. Not wanting to think about it further Bertan preferred to raise his shoulders indifferently making Dekka throw an upset breath. His steps he took followed the steps of Bertan who walked out of the house and began to enter another building that looked more like a hut. There may be used as a warehouse, because a lot of tools and other equipment including fishing gear.
"We're fishing now? Who wants a gini day?" ask Dekka to Bertan who answered a nod by Bertan. Dekka then scratched his nape that was not itchy, but then he continued to follow what Bertan did ranging from taking a fishing rod to wearing a hat that was hanging there. Not bad, Dekka and Bertan then began to step towards the river. Many of the other neighbors they saw on the trip were only admired by Dekka as a form of courtesy.
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Someone accidentally hit Dekka so that it makes it look but who hit even those who fell. Dekka held out her right hand that did not carry the lure towards the boy who had just hit her. The boy looked confused, but after seeing Bertan who was with Dekka he began to accept the helping hand.
"Sir Bertan, who is that brother?" ask one of the other kids. The other one nodded while the one who had hit Dekka just kept quiet while patting his slightly dirty clothes due to the dust on the ground. Bertan stared at Dekka, intruding on his cousin to introduce himself to the children.
"The name of Dekka's brother, Bertan's brother. What's your name?" tanya Dekka hesitated with an awkward smile.. The one who hit him first replied, while directly introducing the other two.
"My name is Tara, this is Langga and that's Demas" he replied in a carefree tone making his originally opiate smile into a sincere smile. The child turned out to be friendly, even the three of them now smiled broadly at him, in contrast to the children he met in the city who always glanced cynically at him for no reason.
"So we played there, but was told to go home with people because he said there was a ghost. That's why we run, where are you going?" ask the boy back.
"No fishing," Bertan replied.
"No, there's a lot of ghosts. Later brother saw, his face serem continued said his ghost father also likes to disturb," said Demas. Bertan chuckles at being funny while Dekka is a bit stiffened, not funny if he sees the nation , they are, again. The pat on his shoulder made him come to his senses from his short daydream, Dekka slightly jolted.
"Ah, it's okay because brother and sister Bertan dare. You guys go home late, yes, this already wants to be searched midday."
The three children nodded obediently at Dekka's words and began to leave for the two of them. Bertan and Dekka continued their journey. On the road Dekka did not stop thinking about Demas's words earlier, the sentence continued to ring in his head alternating with the figure he saw yesterday watching them.
"Don't think about it, they often say that. Mothers and their fathers often want their children to not play in the river, fearing to the current. So you do not need to be afraid, cook already twenties still talk of children," said Bertan while laughing slowly. Once again Dekka just nodded, cursing at himself who was thinking too much about the words of the children.
Moments later they reached the riverbank and now they know the reason why Bertan still choose to fish when the sun shines above. Because in this river plants are very beautiful, even along the way also filled with soothing plants. The air in the river is very fresh, with the sound of soothing water flows and the sounds of animals that are mutually unpretentious. The river is quite large, but at this time the flow of river is not so swift that it is suitable for fishing.
They began fishing, with chicken milk previously provided by Bertan. A fishing rod belonging to Dekka twitched, with pleasure the master pulled the fishing rod, a fish that was large enough to be carried up which made Bertan and Dekka dnegan compact cheerfully. Soon after the bait from Bertan also took a fish ride, making them more intense to fish. Until they did not realize the sun was really above them, midday had arrived the sound of the animals began to get louder.
Dekka felt something strange, the air around him and Bertan suddenly felt gripping making it feel as if he felt tight if he continued to be there. His hunch said something was wrong, so Dekka finally circulated his gaze around. On the left there is nothing strange, behind them there is only a road with shady trees. But when Dekka circulated his gaze to the right, his body immediately stiffened.
There, an ape-like human form that is large and stocky with reddish black skin color, and, his body was covered in dense hair that grew all over his body standing staring towards Dekka and also Bertan with his red eyes. Dekka's tongue felt mute, his lips could not open and his body felt stiff can not be moved.
His eyes and those red eyes kept staring, Dekka could clearly see that sinister face. With a large, hairy body that further frightened Dekka, wanting her to take her eyes off and immediately run from there. But even to blink Dekka could not, until finally lucky Bertan patted his shoulders resuscitated him.
Dekka started to be able to control her body again, she turned her head towards Bertan who was looking at her confusedly. Dekka ignored the gaze and chose to look back in that direction, the figure had disappeared from there. And the air around began to return as usual, realizing something was wrong Dekka immediately stood up, taking care of his fishing gear.
"We're home now, Bertan."