SWINE TAGGED VOL.3 Eman'S Story
Chapters. 9 Why It Happened
Mr. Ustad continued to walk closer to Eman who was in trouble because he was mired in the excavation hole in the middle of the pond. but the pak ustad who was being hit by panic, so he forgot that in the middle of the pool was a bit deep, until finally he was mired drowned to the neck. Just like she panicked.
"PLEASE....! please...!" yelled sir, his hand kept reaching for something, so he could get out of the pool puddle.
Seeing her husband drowning, she nervously approached him to help him.
"Why can you catch a fool...., anyway...!" gerutu Bu Ustad as he approached to help her husband and Eman.
"Review not to get too close! Later mom will also fall." He reminded his wife.
Got a warning from her husband.bu ustad stopped then she walked with caution, afraid to fall into a pool deep enough to the neck of an adult. after being on the edge of the pool he reached out his right hand towards Mr. Ustadz, without thinking long Mr. Ustad was holding his wife's hand and went up to the top of the pool.His breath looks very hunting, he said, but he was still aware that there were people who had to be rescued. he immediately pulled out a hand towards Eman, to invite him up from the pool puddle. So that Eman could ride safely, too, his face looked very pale, his clothes were soaked.
"Basic shit...! instead of helping the fish I myself drowned.fuck...!damn...! Eman quickly you catch fish that are still alive, then move it to the next pond.
"Ready Sir! ready...!" eman replied without wasting any time he started catching fish that looked very weak, he did not care about his body that was very shivering from the cold. Eman began to catch fishes that looked mangap-mangap like other fish, making the teacher only tighten their teeth holding anger that filled the chest.
"Hom....! eman...! do not give priority to small fish. tuh, catch large fish, goldfish...! what do fish mojair. Why are you so stupid, do you want to be drowned in the mud." Snapped the ustad sir who forgot himself with the courtesy, so he talked slack everywhere.
Got such a clash, eman was getting nervous not knowing what to do. Even since then he had not been able to catch a single fish. because who told him to always surprise him with clashes that make him feel more panicked, but over time finally Eman can run the task, catch the big goldfish and can still be saved. He began to be able to choose which fish were valuable and which fish had no monetary value.
But unfortunately the work is filled with nervousness, so that the work of Eman and pak ustad feels very slow. So many fish that can not be saved, initially the fish was mangap-mangap then floating to release lives.
The fish that die more and more, plus the weather is very hot so as to accelerate and multiply the fish that are poisoned to release his life.
Inevitably, finally Pak ustad had to accept with the circumstances he was experiencing.he had to accept a huge loss, because many of his pet fish died, although there are some fish that can be saved. however it is not comparable or unbalanced to a fish that dies suddenly. Large fish in the middle, as well as small fish seen floating on the edge of the pond, like garbage that has no meaning.
Seeing such a sudden occurrence, the body of the ustad felt limp had no power at all, like cotton that was splashed by dew water. His face looked very pale as if it had no blood, and his face was very pale, He was very worried to see the fish scattered over the pond.
"Yes Allah...! so this must be the trial that you give. why can it be like this?" Said the old man who spoke to himself, while dropping his body on the pond Pematang, leaning his back against the tree kedondong, his clothes look soaked his feet were dirty filled with mud.
"Yes, there are mind materials..! if again there is no pussy.why we have to experience trials like this, it feels like our lives are always mated continuous misfortune," replied the same Bu Ustad looks limp from the corner of his net there is a clear liquid flowing down the cheeks.
"Our feelings are never evil to anyone else. So there can't be anyone who's as bad as us. And we have no enemies, even we are very good with neighbors or with fellow human beings," said Bu Ustad did not accept, if what happened to him was revenge for crimes they never committed.
"Yes right...! but why are we being tested this heavy?"
Hearing the answer from her husband, Ms. Ustad did not chim in. her eyes continued to settle toward the fish that had been scattered in the pond. some had been taken by Eman stored in a large bucket. even 3 buckets are full, but there are still many fish that have not been put in the bucket.So also Mr. Ustad he was staring at the fish, but his gaze occasionally looked at the rice that had been sprayed with pest poison by Eman this morning, giving him a little explanation.
Mr. Ustad looked at Eman who was busy picking up dead fish, then separated between small fish and large fish.
"Humark...!" Call Mr. Ustad.
"I, Mr...!"
"You come here for a minute...!" pinta pak ustad said he did not let go of his gaze.Eman quickly climbed up from the pool and then he sat in front of his teacher.
"Look Man, this morning you sprayed which rice?"
"This is my father!" eman answered while pointing towards the rice field near the pond.
"Awhile...! just...! So suspicious, this morning you sprayed, the afternoon fish on dead. So before accusing others, you want to do it first with you! please tell me what you did!' asked Mr. Ustad to start interrogating his students.
"As usual, like what has been taught by ustad!'
"Yes, I believe in you, because you do, but whatever you do, mix medicine where, rest you where, take water where, open the medicine where, open the medicine where, rest you where, Please explain...!" said Mr. Ustad clarifying the question.
"In that case, it is clear that you are wrong!"
"Why am I wrong, Father?" Many Eman do not understand.
