Mancing

Sore-sore mari udhan, Wonokairun mancing nang got cilik ndhik ngarepe warunge Mbok Ten.

Ambek rokokan klobhot, Wonokairun ndhodhok sarungan nyekeli pancinge.

Wong-wong sing katene andhok mesti ndhelok Wonokairun.

Onok sing sakno, onok sing kudhu ngguyu, onok sing ngiro wong gendheng yo onok sing cuek ae.

Gak sui Bunali teko katene andhok pisan. Bareng ndhelok Wonokairun koyok ngono langsung gak mentolo.

"Mbah, ayok melok aku mangan, wis tah tak bayari ojok kawatir. " jare Bunali.

Pertama Wonokairun isin-isin gak gelem, tapi mari dibujuk-bujuk akhire gelem.

"Sampeyan pesen panganan opo ae sak senenge," jare Bunali.

Mari mangan warek, Bunali ngejak Wonokairun ngobrol.

"Sampeyan mancing ndhik peceren kono mau mosok onok iwake ?" takok Bunali.

"Yo onok rek !! Lek gak, lha lapo tak belani ndhodhok sarungan sak uwen-uwen. " jare Wonokairun.

"Mosok se Mbah. Wis oleh iwak piro Sampeyan ?" jare Bunali gak percoyo.

"Awakmu sing ke limo . . ."