Ghost Story (The Story of the Angler)
The Story of the Angler (Meeting Real Ghosts)

Restless my soul..

Remembering everything that passed..

When you were still here..

Keep me in the warmth of your love..

Slow time..

Finish my barrel. here..

Try to forget…...

 "Stop stop!" yang Danu stopped the song. "Why is the song melow gini?!"

 "Why am I being wronged?" answer Didit. "Gue is just singing.. Iwan tuh who holds the guitar.."

 At that time the four young men were hanging out in the lacquer of the roadside front of SD, while burning wood for a bonfire and playing guitar and singing unclear. But the more here the guitar passages brought Iwan even more melow aja, then directly at the same protest Danu.

 "Lu's heartbroken or what about Wan?" asked Supri, who was digging a fire in front of them.

 "Always for me to break my heart." replied Iwan. "Gue's not bucin.."

 "From earlier I noticed you sing melow song continues.." Supri doesn't want to lose.

 "Udah, do not have to sing, added ngaco that. so tired of horrin.." said Danu.

 "Gue was also tired of singing continuously from earlier." replied Didit.

 "Well.who told you to sing?" ask Iwan.

 "People you genjrang-genjreng that way, obviously I follow the singing is. anyways why are you talking about it now?" sahut Didit's.

 Finally Iwan put down the guitar he was holding. The three of them leaned half-down on the wall of the SD fence. While Supri is still busy dealing with the campfire so as not to extinguish. No one made a sound, all just staring at the fire. It had been two hours they played guitar and "concert themselves" in the chatty of the cakruk, until finally running out of songs and energy.

 "Take me off." said Iwan. "But if you go home, it's still early in the morning.."

 "What a day it's 11 tonight." Danu said.

 "Make man night, this hour is still morning." Iwan argued.

 "Rather than join, we're just going yuk..?" bring Didit.

 "Gini nights?" ask Danu.

 "Why at night?" reply Didit.

 "Serem is.." replied Danu.

 "The need is a coward." ridiculed Didit. "Fishing at another time is exciting.mumpung fish want to eat.."

 "What fish?" ask Iwan.

 "At this time the good one is tilapia same tawes." replied Didit.

 "Where are there gini nights that sell moss?" sahut Danu's.

 "Pake tofu can white anyway.. Ntar we find worms in deket wc edge kali tuh.. But if you want to dapet tawes a lot of yes use people's feces." said Didit with a laugh.

 "The jorok terribly you! Mending has to know.." timpal Iwan.

 "Well, do the same bees want to eat worms?" ask Danu.

 "Kalo use worms yes catfish target the same cork lah. instead good catfish fishing with cork fitting at night kok.." explained Didit.

 "Lu got a fishing rod how many Dit? I'm going to go home first." Danu asked.

 "Gue is also your fishing pole minjem Dit.." continued Iwan.

 "Let's relax.there are five joran in the house.

 Supri. "Gue didn't come. males very.."

 "It's not loyal, friend Lu Pri." said Danu.

 "Gue wants to go home." replied Supri.

 "It's up to you." Didit said.

 "Trus ntar buy tofu white where?" ask Iwan.

 "The decision was made by Tarto." replied Didit.

 "Well.is that fried tofu?" Danu said.

 "Ntar is taken center, white part doank." replied Didit.

 Among them, Didit is much more experienced in fishing, almost all fishing spots he has visited, even far outside the area. All kinds of fishing techniques have been mastered, hobby fishing as if ingrained in him, the legacy of his father and brother.

 The three of them went from the lacquer of the chakruk and headed to Didit's house to pick up the joran and also the flashlight. Supri went home. From the Didit house they immediately walk to the river which is only 300 meters from the lincak cakruk where they were hanging out earlier.

 The river was quite large, located on the outskirts of the city, and their village was indeed on the outskirts of town. To the right of the river there is a flood dike. And before they climbed the embankment, they first stopped at the angkringan Pak Tarto who was close to the dike. Angkringan Pak Tarto is open until dawn.

 After passing through the embankment, they still had to stop by the common wc at the outskirts of the times. This small building can not be called WC because it only walled woven bamboo (gedhek) on the four sides with a height of one and a half meters, cube-shaped without roof tile at all, until someone is standing inside it will still be visible from the outside. The sewer leads directly to the river. Near the wc this is usually the anglers looking for worms.

 "Where to find the worm..?" ask Danu.

 "Pake twigs only. The land is soft, easy in matches.."

 A moment later the three of them began to busy scribbling the ground near the wc. With flashlight lighting, they can see a lot of worms in groups, until in a short time they have got a lot. All of a sudden..

 Krucuk..! Krucuk..! Krucuk..!

 There was the sound of water gurgling from inside the toilet. They stopped their activities and looked at each other. But then the sound of water gurgling disappeared, and they continued to search for worms. But again the sound of water gurgling, a very quiet night made the sound so clear. Back they looked.

 "There are most people who shirk." said Iwan slowly.

 "Where's anybody shitting midnight gini..? sahut Didit's. "I know that at night there are no people shitting here.."

 "Maybe because of forced times.his stomach mules aka teciprit.. hehehe." said Danu followed by chortling laughter.

 "Haha.maybe, too.." - timpal Iwan.

 But Didit did not believe the words of Danu, he knew very well the area, no one dared to defecate in the river when it was late at night. Didit became curious, so he stood up and looked through the low wall of the wc.

 Suddenly a white-haired head appeared from within the wc. Shot the flashlight on the head, and the appearance of a wrinkled face of a very old grandmother, plus long white hair rippling, to make the head look very creepy.

 "Hihihi.." the figure of the grandmother giggled, revealing a toothless mouth at all.

 "Whuuahoo! Set. setaaan.." Didit shouted very loudly and lurched backwards.

 "Based on a brat!" snarl the figure of that head. "There's someone else shitting around yelling at the devil!"

 "Huahahaha." The laughter of Iwan and Danu exploded.

 "You kids don't have manners! There's an old man in the match!" granny again.

 Then an empty bucket seemed to float from inside the wc towards the three young men of responsibility, it seemed like the anger of the grandmother had reached the crown. Suddenly the three young men immediately ran away, although when running it Iwan and Danu still continue to laugh.

 They ran downstream of the river, where they were going. Arriving at the edge of the river cliff, they stopped to take a breath, because at that time their breath was like they were willing to break up. Sometimes still heard laughter from Iwan and Danu.

 "Apes really did. just looking for worms had already been thrown a bucket." said Didit.

 "Hehe. anyways you are a coward of boredom.." said Iwan.

 "Babies, look at the same wrinkled face white hair riap-riapan serem really that, who does not panic try." said Didit.

 "Trus was the worm, didn't he?" ask Danu.

 "There was. I had brought it earlier." replied Iwan.

 "We're fishing now." Didit said.

 They also descended the cliff of the embankment as high as 3 meters with a slope of 45 degrees. At that time the river was receding, so they had to go down the cliff to get to the edge of the water. Just above the cliff there is a dense thicket of bushes as high as one meter, so that people can not see the river water from the top of the cliff.

 They sat on the dry ground on the ledges of the times and began to put up the bait. The fishing technique used is pathatan, using a 1.5-meter long fishing rod with a very small and flexible tip, to be very sensitive to the pull of even the weakest fish.

 Thin fishing line that is the same length as the length of the fishing rod, with a small ballast tin, plus a small hook eye as well. Without using a buoy, until the bait is at the bottom of the water. This technique is used in running water and can also be in fast flowing water.

 Only a quarter of an hour into the water, Didit has managed to lift a wasp aka a whistle as big as a palm. Their spirits are getting higher. And before long Iwan's turn dapet cork fish as big as a wrist.

 Broaches..! Krosaak..!

 Plungg..! Plungg..!

 There was a noise from the direction of the crowd of bushes on top of the cliff, followed by the sound of pebbles falling into the water. Since all else was concentrating on their respective fishing rods, they paid no attention to it. But then again the sound of pebbles thrown into the water, and this time more, to make Didit so not konsen in fishing.

 "What the hell is Wan?! Do you know again lured why even stoned?"

 "Well, is it me? My people are also hooked." Iwan denied

 "That pebble came from your direction kali." Didit said.

 "It looks like the pebble came from the top of the cliff.." Danu.

 The three of them looked up at the cliff together. And that's when the bushes over the brand are moving violently accompanied by noise. They put the flashlight in that direction. It was precisely then that a head wrapped in white cloth with a crest on it, and his face was very white like chalk!

 "Poccooonggg…!!!" shouted spontaneously.

 Byurr..!

 So panicked, without thinking long Didit immediately splashed into the river water, while Danu immediately ran upstream. But Iwan looked up at the head of the pocong, the flashlight was still directed at the face of the pocong. The white cloth wrapped around the head was not entirely white, but there were blue stripes as well. There's no way a pocong would wear a blue-striped white cloth!

 "Huhahaha..!"

 The figure of the pocong laughed out loud as he took off the cloth covering his head. And the face of Supri who wears a thick white powder and carries a white holster with blue stripes.

 "Bangk* shit*n lu Pri! There are people who are scared! Stuckup!" bentak Iwan's.

 Supri was still laughing. "All of you are cowards.."

 Didit was seen coming out of the river water and immediately shouted. "Anj*ng crazy scabies bye! If you're kidding me about donk!"

 While Danu returned to that place, he immediately went up to the cliff and hit Supri's head.

 "The direction of lu Pri. cook the same temen ngerjainnya so very.." exclaimed Danu.

 "Hahaha.. sori sori bro. I'm just kidding.." said Supri.

 "Partially you said you didn't come, I knew you had a plan like this! Anjai!" exclaim Iwan.

 Supri and Danu came down from the cliff and headed to the edge of the water. They continued fishing again while continuing to laugh. While Didit had to be willing to fish wetly in the middle of the cold night, accompanied by endless gurgles coming out of his mouth.

 "My real life, just last night I've met the same cosplay ghost twice!" said Didit who was immediately greeted with laughter ngakak three friends.

 "Partially you often fishing why can be a coward gini?" ask Supri.

 "I've never met such a creature." replied Didit

 "It must have not seen Didit's face when he met Minah at the end of the day Pri." Danu said while laughing.

 "Well.. was there another incident to?" ask Supri.

 The three of them told Supri about the tragedy of the flying bucket earlier. The banks of the river were increasingly crowded by the laughter of the four young men of responsibility. Fortunately, no one else, if anyone hears their laughter, must be mistaken for ghosts again partying on the banks of the river.emoticon-Hammer

 Two hours passed, the fish obtained was quite a lot, five tawes, three cork tails and one small catfish was already in his grasp. Didit saw the clock on his phone showed the number of half two nights, he felt increasingly cold. So he also invited friends to end the fishing event that night.

 "Go home yuk..? I'm really cold.."

 "Yaudah.anything has been quite a fish as well." replied Iwan.

 They began packing fishing gear and also cleaning the fish with river water. Finished everything, they got up and started to step home. And that's when again there was a noise from the top of the cliff, and the bush was seen moving like someone was shaking it.

 "Who was Pri here?" ask Didit. "You want to kidnap us again?!"

 "Gue is alone." replied Supri.

 "Whose crus is it?" ask Didit.

 "Where do I know..?!" supri sahut.

 And you know, their hair began to bristle, they just remembered that night was Friday night. It was then that a white shadow appeared among the bushes on the cliff, a figure clad in white cloth as tall as a man with ties on his head and on his feet. A pocong!

 They had not had time to run, the figure of the pocong was floating slowly up to two meters from the top of the cliff, then he floated forward, floating on the water and crossing the river, it eventually disappeared among the trees across the river.

 For a few seconds the place became quiet, the four youths of responsibility did not even move from its place, but they felt a tremble in their respective bodies. Even Didit subconsciously clasped tightly onto Iwan's hand. But then Iwan was the first to realize.

 "Why hold my hand?" ask Iwan to Didit.

 "I-that was. that was a real po-pocong.. Original.."

 "Obviously the original pocong is so. it's gone too.we go home now." said Iwan.

 Iwan is the bravest of them. He began to step slowly up the river bank, then followed by his three friends. Without saying anything they continued walking towards the embankment. Unknowingly their steps are getting faster, until when they arrive at the embankment, they tancap gas run ridge to their respective homes.

 Supri's house was located the furthest from the river, so she was the last to arrive home. Before opening the door, Supri paused for a moment to catch her breath. In his entire life he had never run so fast as before, making his breath frenzied.

 After her breathing began to normalize, Supri opened the door and entered her house. Then he turned around to close the door. That was when, right in front of the door, there appeared a figure wrapped in white cloth with a crested bond on his head!

 The pocong figure's face was charred black, the flesh and skin of the face had begun to rot and was surrounded by many maggots, black broad eyes without eyeballs, and cheeks that had become skulls.

 It turned out that the pocong creature had followed Supri from the edge of the river to his home, because he was the one who had cosplayed into a pocong. Supri choked, she was about to scream, but before her voice came out, her consciousness had disappeared first..