Srinayu On the Hill of Randu
Chapter 8 | Fishing

AS if it seemed there was nothing more to doubt. The situation is not much different from the atmosphere of human life. There was only a slight sense of oddity felt since his sudden arrival. It's too peaceful here. Yep! Too peaceful! Maybe because they are far from people who know them.

"But this feeling of peace, always accompanied by a strange sense..," Randu tried to explain what the taste was to himself. A feeling that is hard to understand. "He. creepy taste. Peace funeral nuances..."

"Rampoo!"

Randu. The call blew his crazy mind. His face immediately turned pale. He felt as if his mind could be read by that person, the middle-aged man he had only known for a week. It's clumsy, "Oh...a what's up..., sir?"

And Randu was getting nervous, because Mr. Linggih did not immediately answer the question. Just staring expressionlessly, making her even more misbehavioral.

"Look at me, you're like you're seeing a demon, son." Sure oes.

Those words made Randu stare. His face was clear, as if begging him not to be eaten alive. Mr. Linggih is a creature. A tiger man or some kind of creepy creature, he thought.

"Ee.. anu. A i__"

"Here you go, come with me!" cut Mr. Linggih, do not want to make Randu more frightened.

"Where, Mr Linggih?" the real question that Randu did not want to ask.

"Follow it!" Mr. Linggih turned around and immediately left Randu. "Friendship!"

Randu hurried to his feet and immediately followed, without saying much. It was better, he thought.

Not yet had he followed to the back of the house, Mr. Linggih had turned around again. Middle towards him while carrying a set of fishing tools.

"We're going that way, son," pointed Mr. Linggih towards the hills to the east.

"Fishing Sir?" ask Randu curiously.

Suddenly Nayu poked out from behind the door. It looks so white this afternoon. In fact, it looks a little pale. And the neck that level, it looks very clear, because the long hair is concluded half decomposed to the back, forming a snail shell coil. Like having an advanced radar embedded within his body, Randu was aware of the presence of the secretly mesmerizing figure. They also look at each other.

Your gaze? Ah...! Why is your gaze so? You look at me poor, it's not like the atmosphere of farewell. Nayu what are you going to say? Say it! If you want to save me, it's time. Does your father want to eat me? I know what your gaze means, Nyun. I'm sure something's not right with my fate this time. Hurry along! I beg...! Please Randu inwardly while slowing his pace.

In the eyes of Randu, Nayu was the only harmless person in this place. Even if Nayu was indeed a demon, surely Nyu was not an evil demon, who thirsted for fresh blood or human flesh. That is the picture he captured of Bayu. His thoughts, he got from the films he had seen. Of all the bad guys, invaders, members of robbers, mafia, there is always a good-natured role. No exception to the monster gang. At least, there must be one gentle-hearted monster. Usually, played by a person who invites pity or weak goulash like Nyu.

Randu continued to follow Mr. Linggih from behind, but his gaze, still fixed on the direction of Naju, who was also looking at him shahdu. He was about to turn away, when his neck could no longer turn more than ninety degrees.

Oho! You're late if you have anything to say... But, no, Nyu, hurry up and run, tell me. If you also feel fear in this place, I will take you away. Escape with. Then I married you. Ha.. what kind of thoughts is this. His father's mother is a demon, it means that Nayu himself is also a demon. Hopefully you are not the only child of the two of them; mr. Linggih and Ms. Srining.

RANDU and Mr. Linggih have walked far enough to dig into the depths of the wilderness. Meanwhile, until now Randu himself does not know exactly where their journey will end. While walking he observed the chaotic state of the forest. There is a dark, dimly lit part, there is also a fairly bright side by the reflection of light from the foliage. At times passed in front of them a slithering animal that seemed to run in fear, hurry, grumpy. There are green lizards, rattlesnakes, as well as galing. And this one is slow; snail.

"Why are you quiet?" Mr. Linggih started a conversation.

Throughout the journey they just kept quiet. But, secretly the parents continued to pay attention to Randu who was often caught sleeping in daydreams. His feet and mind were moving in different directions.

"Rampoo...!"

The stomp woke Randu from the beautiful wreath in his head. "Ee. I enjoy this journey," Randu hurriedly replied. Cheerful but original. He was trying to cover up inside of her. The anxious, the fearful, the restless. Nayu's odd gaze at his departure was still thought of by him.

"Ha.. ha..," Mr. Linggih laughed at hearing that, "Enjoy the journey...? It's so weird of you."

"Weird how? What does Mr Linggih mean...?"

"I guess you feel unhappy, bored." Mr. Linggih turned his face towards Randu, then smiled. Cold fearful. Smile at the smile of a wolf. "Mh... Right, you feeling good?"

"Yes, that is," replied Randu while nodding in a forced manner.

"But your journey is coming to an end. Ha ha - ha..."

What mean?! henkak Randu. His steps came to a halt, and he began to think no more. Oh... God is finished with my history! Nay.... Just get tired of you!

MR. LINGGIH lowered his fishing equipment to the ground. "The river in front of us has many fish. And I'm pretty sure, there must be some kind of fish that you haven't tasted while you're in town. You must like it. The meat is chewy, like beef. Of course it feels too. wuenaaak tenan."

Randu let out a long sigh, then walked over. Fishing and fish, those words slightly made his worry of something terrifying momentarily disappear.

This crazy guy of mine! Where there are demons fishing. Sandu smiled embarrassedly at himself.

"See the river, Randu. Luring isn't it?" please contact Mr. Linggih again.

The stretcher runs towards the river bank.

"Oo.., yes, Mr. Linggih..," replied Randu hurriedly as he turned his face to the sky. "Mh.... The smell of air here, so refreshing."

"Hey! Son! It's joranmu!"

"What's the bait, sir!?" asked Randu while walking over to Mr. Linggih.

"This is a caterpillar that water predators love so much. Better than earthworms." Mr. Linggih poured something from inside a small cloth bag. Some spindles of banana leaf rolls. Inside the scroll was still entrenched by its inhabitants; the banana caterpillar. The animal makes its own home by wrapping itself using banana leaves.

"Nayu..," suddenly Mr. Linggih recited someone's name.

Randu was excited to hear the name "What's wrong with Nyu...!?" And hurried to turn his face from looking at the piece of wood that was flowing resignedly tossed the current in the river.

That name, felt like a sudden burst of water on the side of his heart. Cool, reassuring, and surprising. It causes fine shakes inside the chest.

"The wood won't eat the fish if I use earthworms. So he's willing to collect these caterpillars, before I get home from the woods looking for wood."

Randu nodded in satisfaction hearing that explanation. The look on his face showed relief from the shackles of a burden of thought.

Wussh!

A bird passed in front of the Pandu. He was surprised by it. "Well...!"

Mr. Linggih looked at Randu, with a look of affection. Could Mr. Linggih begin to consider this badung cowboy his own son. Or another assumption; a prospective ghost.

"What's that shit, sir?" asked Randu while waving his hands to let go of the bird.

"Srinayu is his name" replied Mr. Linggih. "You like it?"

Randu looked excited like a child. He was getting excited about talking. "Oh, yes. Of course I like. She's so beautiful. I used to care for birds, when I was a kid, before our family left my homeland." Randu turned his head towards Mr. Linggih. "As the name suggests..." Nayu.

"Wood." Nod Mr. Linggih. "That must be what you mean...? Just like you don't remember.. um...."

"Yes, that is," replied Randu briefly and timidly.

"Which is more beautiful...do you like..., that bird or Nayu?" asked Mr. Linggih blatantly while smiling seductively. And, of course, made Randu feel skinned alive.

Sandu could not answer. His face was hot and began to blush.

"Haha.ha. ha. ha..," Mr. Linggih laughed in satisfaction. "Easy! Forget my question!" Not wanting to demand too much of an answer, rather than making the child cry, he thought.

"Randu, I'm going there. Not far... You just go fishing here. I'll be back."

"Ee... yes? Please, Mr. Linggih."

"There's one kind of fish I want to get over there."

Those who wait will feel long. Especially if you are waiting for a loved one. On the front porch of the house on the stairs, under the moonlight, Nayu sat bathing her body of makeup. Sometimes he does it often. Quietly frozen, faithful listening to the lamentation of the moon; concerning the space where it hides, that the great luminous round object is also lonely floating alone up there. Without a backrest and foothold, it is required to remain rigid to control the night until dawn leads him to the contest. The stars are almost always scattered, but still lonely. Because stars are still stars. Not her moon partner. Even if it will be faced with dark clouds, the moon must still face it. At a certain moment, from above the height of the sky, it was forced to witness a series of heartbreaking events. Murder, betrayal, natural disasters and other tragedies. Nayu nodded, just as a meteor flashed across the gloomy expanse of sky. And usually he will say a piece of do'a when he saw the tailed star that strayed to the earth.

Nayu also believes that the sparkling moonlight will add to the shine of her hair as well, making her skin more radiant white. When the time is tired and bored, he will immediately step into the house. Or, when the roar of the 'wolf' began to be heard, who robbed his night.

On the wooden floor, his resplendent body walked pacingly enslaved restlessly. Sometimes staring deep into the darkness far away. He prayed, his mouth seemed to quote something.

"They will be fine, Nyu," said Ms. Srining, who had suddenly approached.

"Mothers... I'm worried about dad. I can feel the heavy rain is coming soon." Nayu a little protest.

Nyu's worries felt a little awkward. Such a feeling arises precisely at the time of the departure of his father this time there are those who accompany. Unlike usual, wandering alone in the dark and lush wilderness.

Deep down, he felt happy that there were new lives growing in the midst of their silent lives. He began to heavily accept the reality, if someone who came— who secretly, without realizing it, had deigned in the heart of— disappeared again.

"Rain is not as sharp as arrows. Your father has become a part of nature, Nayu. The rocks, the water, the trees are living it. Even wild animals respect him. There's nothing to worry about" Ms. Srining said trying to calm down.

That's not exactly the anxiety of Bayu. The presence of Randu indicates that the presence of others is also not impossible to exist anymore. This place was no longer like nirvana on the rug of the sky, which even birds could not reach. His anxiety was not just a mere heartbreak. His conscience advises that he should be able to express his intentions, "We and animals make almost no difference. Some are good, some are thirsty to kill. Nature and her world cannot be fully trusted, mother... Even though I'm used to it all... The day won't always be the same..."

Ms. Srining was surprised, her daughter was now getting smarter. He deliberately waited for Naju to speak again, he could feel that there would be another sentence, which would come out of the little mouth of the virgin forging nature.

Nayu bit her lower lip. "The stretcher can arrive here, what about the others?" His eyes paced watching Bu Linggih, hoping that his sentence would be justified.

Saying Nayu is quite understandable Ms. Srining. Then he grabbed the girl's arm, and gently squeezed her fingers. Lovingly he looked into her eyes, then closed his body, and while hugging he whispered something, "Everything will be fine. As yesterday and the next will remain so. Only the destined ones can get here."

LONG they waited, but not a single fish was tempted to swallow the hook eyes. It seems that today they are being unlucky, or because of one of the nicknames of Randu; 'the unlucky bearer' man'. The night seemed to be getting darker. Up there, the arrival of the cloudy creeping slowly but surely could not be prevented. Bringing deposits of millions of grains of water that are ready to be poured into the earth.

"Is there anything you got?" ask Mr. Linggih.

Randu did not answer, he was too busy dealing with wild mosquitoes. Seeing his behavior, Mr. Linggih shook his head.

"No, sir," replied Randu then a little late.

"Had let's just go home..," said Mr. Linggih in despair. "It's raining soon."

"Home home...?" Sandu was disappointed to hear that. He never came home without success. Every day, if it was necessary, he would. No matter the rain, the sun, or the cold of the moon.

"Yes, son."

Sandu took a deep breath. "Well, fine then."

They also packed. With a heavy heart, I had to go home without success. But, just as he was getting ready to step up, a heavy rain suddenly descended from the sky.

"Come on! Hurry...! We're going there!"

"Where is Sir...?"

"Follow me...!" Mr. Linggih immediately ran away from Randu. "There was a little hut that I purposely built first, "yelling him as I sped up.