Maybe that day wasn’t our lucky day. More than an hour we were fishing but we didn’t make any strike. As we took shelter beneath the shady tree, Bambang showed us a fruit tree with lots of ripe fruits which looked very nice and fresh in that shiny day. Unhesitatingly, all of us went to that tree, snatched away to climb the tree and picked the fruits.
In a moment, our pockets has already full of the ripe fruits. Without felt any sin, we ate that fruits beneath the tree without knowing who was the owner. Didn’t know because of picked fruits little bit fewer than our fruits or his body was bigger than our body, Roki’s fruits ran out first. Without looked around, Roki climbed the tree once again with on order to be ate the fruits while came back to home.
Suddenly, an old man yelled to us “sanak sitan”. With a great reflex, 4 of us ran away to a different direction but Roki still on the tree. Like a Hollywood actor, he jumped from 3m high which for me as an elementary school student was very high and directly landed on the soft green rice tree. I didn’t know because I was more handsome than my friends or my face looked like the leader of the bad guys which destroying his tree and rice field, the old man directly decided to hunt me. I knew that I was being hunted by an old man. I decided to run into the cucumber field, ran slalom between it and hoped the old man couldn’t chase me because he couldn’t run slalom while ragging. In fact, I was wrong. The old man like a gymnast Olympic winner runing slalom between the cucumber tree chasing me with once in a while yelled like the policeman which wanted to arrest the reckless driver. I jumped directly into the mud hole, try to sink my body into it, and expected to come home without being captured by the old man. I hope the old man elapsed without any interest with the buffalo in the mud hole which he just passed away. “I did it” he passed me without threw his face to me.
More than 5 minutes I wallowed in the mud hole. It seemed that I started to enjoy being the buffalo until I saw Putra ran away in a long distance. With hurry, I chased after him without braved to yield to him because I was afraid if the old man hidden, trying to capture me. Finally, Putra knew that I was running along to him and waited for me.
There was a river in the back side of my village which in that time, the river was clean. So, before entered the village, I went to the river to wash my body which besapttered with the mud. With the wet clothes, I went home. After reached the home, I immediately went to bathroom by stealth. I was afraid if my mother asked me “Amir! Did you eat?” Lho.