Chapter 38

Moymoy carried a bucket to hold his father's catch of fish. The young boy hurriedly walked towards their boat. The night was getting darker, but they hadn't prepared for their fishing trip yet. This would be the first night that he would join his father on a fishing expedition, and his excitement was evident on his face.

"I hope we catch a lot!" Moymoy happily exclaimed. He looked up at the sky, and the moon was covered by clouds. It was perfect because the fish would be blinded, and they could catch more. His anticipation grew, so he arranged the things he brought with him.

After Moymoy, he glanced at the sea. His forehead furrowed when he saw a shiny object coming from the water. It was getting closer to the shore and seemed to be drifting. He took his flashlight and walked towards the edge of their boat, where it was already floating. He carefully examined the object until he realized it was a person he was looking at.

Moymoy shouted loudly. He quickly got off the boat, almost ju