Triangle (Driehoek)
Semester Holidays
"Huft, "Rudi put down a bag of fishing gear that he brought earlier.
"Nijir, far away is the river, "inner.
After putting the bag on the grass he also stretched the body with pleasure, it felt the veins and muscles that had been pulled tight now loosened back. It was also quite tired after walking for about two kilometers without stopping. For the sake of following Aris and Mang Asep who want to show fishing spots that are said to be "cool".
"It's still far? "Ask Rudi.
"A little more, "said Mang Asep while glancing at Aris who was smiling amusedly, this was somehow the number of times Rudi and Doni asked the same thing.
In order to give Aris some breathing time, Mang Asep took out a pack of kretek cigarettes from his pocket. At the pull of a cigarette and then slip a lips and light it. Smoke slowly came out of his mouth.
After enjoying a few straws of smoke to touch the lungs, Mang Asep thrust a pack of cigarettes towards Doni who was closest to him. Doni refused by gesturing to wave his hand. The fat Doni was bending over with his hands up to his knees. His expression was clear, exhausted, maybe in two or three years he had never walked this far.
Rudi and Aris could not help but be amused to see the condition of his friend, Doni's face looked flushed while his mouth opened like an oxygen-deprived fish, gasping with gasping breath.
Now Mang Asep thrust a pack of cigarettes towards Rudi, but the tormented only grin, "do not for smoking, breathing hard, "inner.
As for Aris, Mang Asep did not offer cigarettes, because he knew his employer's grandson liked to exercise and not smoke.
About 10 minutes they stand, observe and enjoy a green expanse of grass and shrubs interspersed with various trees. From here they can see the cassava gardens, and the vast tea gardens belonging to his late grandfather Aris.
Mang Asep threw cigarette butts and stepped on them so as not to risk burning weeds or dry grass around. "Yuk, "he said, then without looking back, walked back through the thickets knee-deep.
There were no signs of fatigue on Mang Asep after walking that far, his steps remained stable and his movements were still agile, even though he was half a century old. Seen from behind his body wrapped in sleeveless clothes, small but stocky. This is due to the rigors of living in the field, forging and shaping his body. One thing that marked the aging of Mang Asep is the long hair, which is more white hair than black.
Mang Asep just like Grandpa Aris is a long-time resident here, can be said to be a native, although Aris' grandfather is a crossbreed of Indo-Dutch. Mang Asep has been working for decades with the Aris family since he was a teenager.
Aris watched her two friends speechlessly. Both look pretty fresh. Unlike these two friends, although both born and raised in the city but Aris often accompanied his father here, to see the fields, to see the fields, monitor the workers or visit his father's favorite sister, Bik Isah and his uncle Novi. So in other words, Aris is accustomed to the terrain here, also with life in the village that uses a lot of physical activity.
After exchanging a glance for a moment, lazily Rudi and Doni started to step slowly following Mang Asep who was already about ten meters away walking in front. While Aris deliberately waited for his friends to move and then followed from behind while carrying a backpack containing their supplies.
Usually the four of them come here, with Mang Asep, his papa, and Novi. But this time Aris brings Rudi and Doni, his college classmate because they happen to be on a semester break. And now, here they were, Rudi and Doni, walking staggering as they grumbled following Mang Asep, walking at the foot of the cool Ciremai mountain.
But the suffering soon ended and was forgotten once they arrived at the site. "Well, the scenery is really cool, "said Rudi amazed, he stood around his waist by the river, the ties on his hair removed so that his dense hair fluttered in the wind.
They stood in silence, observing and admiring the beauty of nature. This river is about 20 meters wide, decorated with coral stones of various sizes that stretch from the edge to the middle. The more to the middle of the rock getting bigger, some are wide up to 3 meters in diameter. The large stones in the middle of the river were wet and greenish in color due to the moss, towering solidly splitting the water that passed through it.
The river water is so clear and not too deep, only about 50 cm. Those from here can even see the bottom of the river. The water in the gurgling river hummed a beautiful, soothing song of nature. The water looks green due to the reflection of green trees and grassy fields around.
They descended the river cliffs cheerfully. Doni even almost slipped and toppled because of his passion to see the river up close.
True what Aris told them before, here and there in the water saw many fish flashing swimming to and fro.
Aris and Rudi immediately prepared fishing equipment. Mang Asep only noticed, because from the beginning he only intended to accompany Aris and his friends. While Doni, he is more interested in the provisions they bring. Walking this far really made him hungry. Moreover, he had seen when Bik Isah prepared their provisions, as a boarding child who usually had to eat, in terms of eating, now see the side dishes that Bik Isah put into Tupperware make worms in his stomach protest.
"Oi, it's so good to sambelnya, "tow Doni while chewing. Aris and the others just stared without saying anything, they continued to prepare the fishing rod and bait.
After preparing the fishing equipment, Aris moved to take a position towards the bamboo grove about twenty meters downstream. There is a place with calm water there, usually a lot of fish. While Rudi after opening his shoes, walking to the middle of the river he intends to sit fishing on a large rock that is there.
"Den Aris, and Den Rudi lure him near here, not upstream, "said Mang Asep, Aris and Rudi stared and nodded.
After reminding, Mang Asep went to a collection of jackfruit trees not far from there. He put out some plastic bags that he kept in his bag and then he spread a sack on the grass as a base and he immediately lay down.
Before long, Doni was in a state of fullness immediately following Asep's mang lying not far from him. Breezy winds and cold weather immediately send Doni to dreamland. Not knowing how long she had been asleep, she suddenly felt a soft hand with tiny fingers poking her shoulders. A few times the clothes were poking. Although in a state of sleep but Doni felt the smooth skin and fingers that poked it, only he felt his eyes too heavy to wake up.
Because Doni was not awake, the hand shook his shoulder. Doni was immediately awake in shock, breathing heavily. For a moment he rubbed his eyes, "didn't he, me? "Inner.
He looked to the right and to the left, looking around but there was no one or anything suspicious. Nearby he could see Mang Asep sprawled while snoring boisterously low. He turned to look at Aris but his friend was far enough away from him was crouching holding a hook, his hand holding a banana leaf that he had taken out of nowhere, used as a head covering. Rudi was also engrossed in fishing, his clothes were opened and sheathed to the head like a ninja, his yellow skin flattened showing off protruding ribs.
