SWINE TAGGED VOL.3 Eman'S Story

Chapters. 3 Oddities

"Again....! now I have to how, surely those people are looking for me. because I did not come home from last afternoon. Ouch....! what should this be, should I turn myself in or should I hide?" said Eman who spoke to himself, his feelings were filled with confusion, his brain was different from others, so he could not decide which path to take.

The more people shouted, the more vibrated Eman's heart was, the longer the flashlight drew closer to him. So that Eman increasingly feel confused can not decide, but finally he stood up and scanned the surrounding area, there was a very lush trembesi tree.

"You hide there...! afraid of being tormented by time," murmured Eman, then he quickly walked towards the tree. Without thinking long he climbed up, afraid to be found by people who were looking for him.

The incident was indeed very strange, because Eman became a person who was good at climbing, like a monkey who used to live in a tree. After arriving at the tree, Eman looking for a twig rather large. then Eman sat down while leaning his back against the tree, his body was blocked by very lush leaves, so that it would not be easy to find because the situation was getting darker, plus the lush leaves of the tree, so that it would not be easy to find, this will make it difficult for people who are looking to find it.

Eman does this, because of fear that exceeds the limit, so that he resolved to remain silent on the tree, Eman more afraid of those who are looking for him, fear of Falling from a Tree.

"Here it seems very safe, surely the people who are looking will not be easy to find me...!" eman said then he closed his eyes, enjoying fatigue after a day of struggle.His body felt very shivering due to clothes worn still wet, his neck hurt especially his stomach feels very hungry.

The treng! the treng! trengs....!

There was the sound of cans being hit and people continuing to call out Eman's name. There are also those who read the spell of the demit exorcist that they believe kidnapped Eman. But the reality is not so, Eman who is getting scared, he prefers to close his body to a tree so that it is not easy to find.

"Hom....! You where Eman is....! this is Mr. Eman...., Eman....! Eman," said one voice that sounded familiar, as he sought to part with the rest of the citizens. Dodo searches for his son into lush clumps, splitting the deserted places.The flashlight continues to light up hidden places.

While Eman Although he heard the voice of his Father who called, he did not dare to answer the slightest. instead he felt increasingly afraid, ashamed and worried.Fear he was scolded by Dodo, he was not the least bit afraid, so he covered his ears with both hands, unwilling to hear those who called him.

People continued to disperse to every corner looking for the whereabouts of Eman who did not return home. until there was one of the people who reached Saung where Hadi and Warsa rest.

The person saw various eating utensils that were still scattered. such as teapots, dishes, cups, baskets and others.even banana leaves wrapping rice was still seen on the sweaters.

"Sir Ustad....! Mr. Ustad....! come here, mr. ustad....!" Call Sarkowi to the person who was walking through the cassava garden near Saung.

The person who was called felt shocked, until finally he rushed towards near Saung, approaching the person who called him. After until his eyes widened, because he saw the furniture that was still scattered, he said, there were even cigarette packs.

"I think so, sir...! it won't be wrong again. Maybe Si Eman he felt hungry. keep the rice was brought here, then he ate it himself until it runs out." said Sarkowi who suddenly accused Eman without thinking first.

"Bec.....! impossible.it makes no sense, I'm not sure if Eman did that, like a man who is not fed by ustad. Most of the rice is very much, because the rice is prepared for 4 people. yes he can spend it alone!" Refuting a man who stood near the pole of Saung, his eyes continued to scan towards the wrap of skirt0k, which looked foreign to them.

"Continue what do you think? I am so confused...!' said pak ustad while staring at the person who was standing near the pole Saung .because the person refuted the opinion of Sarkowi, if Eman could not spend so much food, so much, he thinks it doesn't make sense.

"Nih, there are packs of cigarettes. in Sukamaju village cigarettes like this are very rare, because most smoke tobacco with papir or Aren leaves," replied the person giving an explanation.

"So how's dong..?" Mr. Ustad asked back.

"I have an estimate that the thief is not Eman, but someone else."

Got such information, finally the residents were silent to think about the words of the person who gave refutation. After a long time they began to realize, that Eman was not such a person. Eman never smoked, most if he smoked, it was only once, even if the cigarette was just Aren leaves and mole tobacco.

"Who's the one who stole this rice?" ask one of the people who did not get clarity from what he saw.

"I think we should ask the same Mr. Kulisi Village, because our thinking is very limited. Please call Mr. Kulisi, get him here...!" said the self-conscious ustad is unable to solve the problem.

Hearing such orders, there was a voice of people calling the name of Mr. Kulisi, until finally there was a person who said from the east. then he walked hastily towards Saung.

Finally Kulisi Desa arrived, his breath looked dull, sweat filled the entire forehead. "What's wrong, ustad?" ask the police officer to start interrogating.

"There was a strange discovery by Jang Isi, in this saung I found furniture. But after investigation it turned out that this furniture was mine, which was used to deliver rice to the workers," said Mr. Ustad explained.

Hearing such a speech, Mr. Kulisi was silent and thought. the flashlight he carried began to be directed towards the basket, continuing towards the leaves that were seen still scattered, he said, towards cigarette packs and other furniture. Even he was seen looking up his head, afraid that there was a bump above. The atmosphere near Saung sounded lonely, Everyone thought and guessed who did it all.