last holiday I returned to my home town to visit my grandfather and grandmother. The atmosphere was peaceful and quiet allows me to wander. When I reached at Pak Seman orchard, I look at his ripen rambutan.
Without thinking I stepped into the orchard.
I climbed
the trees that had the most fruit. While picking and eating fruits suddenly i remembered Pak Seman. What if he
suddenly appeared?
Suddenly, I heard people talking. I quickly hid and peeped from between the leaves of rambutan tree. Pak Seman and his wife looked toward the tree that i climbed. My body started to tremble. Sweat on my forehead. To go down, then fall from the tree is no longer possible. Pak Seman and his wife were about 10 meters away from the tree.
One or two ants crawling on leg then bit me. I resisted the pain. Then dozens of ants crawling on my leg. It all began attack me. The ants into the pants, to the clothes, and began to bit. I already cannot stand the pain. I am desperate. I went down quickly and fell.
Pak Seman surprised me with his loud voice. I do not care. I quickly ran. I kept running until at the end of the orchard. Suddenly, I fell into a well. Moments later, I heard footsteps stopped at the edge of the well. Pak Seman glance at his face.
I cling to the fibrous roots on the banks of the well and managed to rise to the top. Pak Seman immediately grasped my hand firmly. Then brought me back to my grandparents house. Pak Seman told what happened to my father. I was beaten with a cane. Since then, I do not to enter the orchard again.