Kamis, 29 November 2012

= War = Spider
                
When I was 5 years old I was a humiliating experience for me as well as creepy. On a quiet night at exactly 10:30 pm I woke up from the dream world and went straight to the bathroom to urinate, for some reason I could not fall back asleep, I tried to close my eyes, but not too sleepy to come, as there is a bad feeling that would happen .
             
It's true, when I reached over and turned his head to the heavens my room, how surprised I was when I found five spiders big enough sarangnya.Memang I almost fell out of the fear of many-legged animal, it feels like once I shouted but I'm definitely going to wake the whole house and even my neighbors might bangun.Terpaksa I hold to the extent that a cold sweat and nearly wetting.
            
An hour later one spider suddenly the wind and fell and landed on my head, spontaneously I took my English dictionary that is thick and memukulkanya near me to my face. Unfortunately my book so thick it was about a spider instead just hurt my nose to bleed, like mocking spiders fell danced under my bed and then hidden somewhere kemana.Namun I could only surrender and turned back to return to the four- The remaining profit.Not for some time, one of the spider as accidentally dropped, but I'm getting somewhere with a few pillows, brooms and rolling like going to war. When the spider up in bed, I simply throw all the objects that I take that and I'm treading it all. Not stopping there, the third even spiders still on as to attack, they dropped away one by one. I had direct wits I grabbed all the objects that exist near me and threw it. And right about all of that spider. I was overjoyed to find all the spider was dead.But a few moments later at exactly 02.30WIB open my door and find his father, mother, sister and maid like my surprise when I saw the situation as a disaster. "You are doing aja's deck, rame really really!" Said my sister, "Lha yeah, it bothers you a sleeping person, it is what you do anyway? "My father added. "Anu well there was a spider so big, scary deh." Mine. "Ah, you are too much! Just because a spider aja kok up like this! "Said my brother. "Well it's okay, why lha nose kid? How to bleed like that? "Said the mother. "It's okay mom, just a scratch." I answered with a lie. "It's been done before, you used to sleep with your sister there and tomorrow's aunt Minah Riani yes please make up this room." Begged father wisely. "Well sir, tomorrow morning- I am going to do. "said aunt Minah. "Yes bi, we now let's sleep, sleepiness ya!" I begged her-ucek rubbed my eyes are sleepy. "Yes-yes, let's all sleep!" Replied the mother.Once in the bedroom my sister, I went straight to bed, glancing at the ceiling and said "Gee, not a spider the same war again." My sister glances with a chuckle and said, "I can sleep once you have school tomorrow right?" "Okay sis" I replied. And a few minutes later I was fast asleep.

          


Intrinsic value:1. Theme: Phobia or fear of excessive2. Leader: Riani, sister, mother, father, aunt Minah.3. Character:a. Riani: coward (Granted I'm most afraid of that many-legged animal)
  
Sloppy (I spontaneously take my English dictionary that is thick and memukulkanya near me to my face. Unfortunately my book so thick it was about a spider instead just hurt my nose to bleed)
 
Liar ("It's okay mom, just a scratch." I answered with a lie.)b. Big Brother: Grumpy ("You are doing aja's deck, rame really really!" Cried my sister) (. "Ah, you are ridiculous! Happened just because spiders aja kok up like this!" Said my brother.)
 
Easy laughs (My brother glanced chuckling)



c. Father: Grumpy ("LHA yeah, it bothers you a sleeping person, it is what you do anyway?" Added the father.)
 
Wise ("It's been done before, you used to sleep with your sister there and tomorrow's aunt Minah Riani yes please make up this room." Begged father wisely.)d. Mother: Patience ("Well it's okay.")
 
Attention ("Well it's okay, why lha nose kid? Kok to bleed like that?" Said the mother.)c. Aunt Minah: Diligent ("Well sir, tomorrow morning I will do." Said aunt Minah.)4. Flow: Forward5. Angle of view: first person6. Mandate: Do not be too timid by any7. Setting / background:a. Place: Riani bedrooms, bathroom, bedroom brotherb. Time: Evening, at 10:30 pm until 2:30 pm at the morningc. Atmosphere: Lonely8. The value of health: Do not be afraid of anything too much, because it is not good for health.

FATE


Drizzle does not stop as well, coupled with the Dance since coming home from school had not come out of his room. And the clock was a gift from his show at 17:15. That means getting close to sunset prayer.

    
Dance glanced back bututnya books. Ouch! Alas, he slammed the breath upset that he read in the book that it has not entered also into his brain. Because tired, he selonjoran roses on a mattress that. Instead, he remembered his ex. He pulled tu photo from his wallet. Huh, if only! Adu, he merely. Lazy ah!

    
He immediately hid flash memory objects with Audra was in his wallet. Silly of me! Long-haired black girl complaining, but regret not stepping-nginjak inner go-go too. Iih, Dance mumbled. Why am I used to waste it, huh? Ga adults, lack of gratitude? Or, she's too childlike?

    
The memory is still stuck in the brain dance, while the figure dikenangnya gave him a letter. Dance invites a letter breaking up with her. It Audra figure that as a child, shy, clever, brown-skinned, clean face, and that's not including the tall type of dance. But it is difficult to decide to drop out or not at the time. So far since breaking up with Audra, he often delusional, delusional if he thinks could be grown again. But what has happened can not go back again.

    
Instead he recalled with a violent father, he is mending his memory comes with Audra. Plaque!! Inner Tari shaking, slap her father to her mother until her eardrum moves. Father, Father! Enough! Dance ran crying. No wonder if the dance is sometimes silent in class. Anxious faces made him full of mystery. But in fact it includes female patient and strong as he can survive with such families kondisin.

    
Tet tet tet! Dance school bell jingled, signaling recess was over. But the dance was still sitting on the bench until Jackie terenung his friend was awakened from her reverie.

    
"Tar!"
    
"Ei, kowe aja kok daydream anyway?"
    
"Yeah ya, I'm dizzy again."
    
"Ooo, so why not pray Duha kowe, usually kowekan so diligent."
    
"Hey, it was Audra!" Yanti menyoel-nyoel Dance. Paan hell! If you like him do not like this then! Ne who likes me what kowe, Ihiir!! Yanti insinuated that his pal.

    
But the funny friend, eventually Dance can smile that since yesterday he continued to weep and mourn for her father's mother who was accidentally slapped his father warned not to smoke and go home at night. Yan, I tuh already broke up with him! Dance denan resist interrupting his friend laughed for I see that Jackie's face expression like "Aming" comedians that.

    
Certainly not dance will say to Jackie when she was sad and crying destiny. Limit storytelling remains. Dance and do not want to be sad because his friend's life miserable.

    
And that afternoon despite Indonesian Language Dance followed, but his mind was still flying everywhere. If Audra still be my boyfriend! surely the problem will blow over him. Huh unfortunately fate. Eiiiiihh!! His screams were making noise and shocked classmates. It begins with a pat Bejo Dance.

    
"Tar, hihihihi, daydream wrote, kesambet lo EVER!" Bejo pretended not to understand his mistake. And because of him dance called ahead by Bu Tartik, most teachers in the school killer.
    
"Dance! Forward. "
    
"Oh, My God!"
    
"What did you say?"
    
"Mom nope, nope!"

    
All my friends laughed dance while holding laughing because it did not want Mom Tartik hear them laugh, but not with Yanti and Audra. They look'm thinking something.

    
"Ono opo ya ma Dance?"
    
"Yeah yeah, what's with the dance, what is my fault?"

    
Friends bench Yanti and is none other than Audra trigger words like that. And make Yanti surprised and thought what exactly they both still love each other.
    
But ............
    
At other positions, Dance Mom scolded Tartik abis-abisan.

    
"Tariiiii, you're it! If you do not want to follow my lessons. You do not disturb the lesson Mom! "Dance a flushed face made her look exhausted eat 100 chili red curly commonly seen in the kitchen when she was cooking with her mother.
    
Tet tet tet tet tet tet ............

    
Fortunately Dance suffering stop, school bell memengakkan ear save his life today. Not only dance, her friends are also saved. Because they did not want to follow this course. But when he saw Mrs. Tartik, they eventually followed.

    
"Sit ye! Class president led a prayer! "
    
"Yes ma'am." Dance and chairman replied with his class. After Mrs. Tartik out of the classroom, Yanti with strawberry red bag was snatched Dance. Tar kowe why?
    
"Yeah, you're what?"

    
Oh My God, Audra! Dance of the original direct sullen glow when Audra approach and attention to him.
    
"I'm not okay Dra! I only just ........ "
    
"Just you ngelamunin Dra." Bejo interrupted speech defending his pal Jackie Dance yet.
    
"Bejo! kowe ngono ojo. "
    
"No no, I'm dizzy wrote, Dra not you go home?" Dance divert atmosphere and it worked.
    
"Yes uda, I go home, yes." Audra glanced Dance with a smile that could make the dance intoxicated. Bejo followed him from behind.
    
"Tar, kowe was really dizzy ta?"
    
"Ehmm, is not it, I was again thinking about Audra but because Bejo artisan nosy, I'm so dicereweti Bu Tartik deh."
    
"Ooo, weve kowe tuh!"
    
"Eeemang!" Dance teased his friend and embraced that Yanti go home with him. Then they must still wait for a blue vehicle labeled "AMG" (Arjosari-Tower) it.

    
7 pm ............
    
Dad was watching TV and you call the dance. Not usually, you would talk to Dance. Dance here! Father would say. Tomorrow there will be a family friend Father would propose, so tomorrow you have to go straight home after school finishes.
    
"But sir, I'm still in school, cook wants spoken for."

    
"You can be engaged before and after graduating from college, you just marry him!"
    
Dad did not want to hear any excuse of Dance. If Mr. A talked, then dance to follow. Dance did not know what to do, not what to do. Dance confused! Dance should be how ya Allah? Mother Dance knocked on the door and after a mother came in, they were involved in the talks.

    
"Patience yes my son, the mother is always here with you." They were both crying. Dance does not go the next day to go to school because he was too tired. Tired of crying all night. It is just a coincidence or destiny, Audra also not enter. I do not know why. In a house on the street araya, there was talk among the family.
    
"Papa, Audra did not want an arranged marriage!"
    
"Boy, he's good for you! It is up to you what the reason, the important thing now you get ready for the afternoon! "
    
"Pa!"

    
Dance Jam in the room was showing at 15.00 and soon he will be spoken. Bun! I do not want to wear kebaya, he throws a white kebaya if dipakenya will fit in a slim body. Mother, I'm going with this match just because of that does not hurt Mother Father! Her mother dances to clarify the reason. Suddenly a green sedan quietly go to home page Dance and stopped right in front of the porch. Mr. welcoming family. But there is a strange boy of the family it looks gloomy and lazy just like dance. Welcome! Please login. Dad invited them inside.

    
Assisted with the mother, he soon wore white shoes shiny highheels with a rush. Though forced, Dance finally out and meet families suitors.
    
When the dance face to face with the boys black suit with an open collar look good at the time, he seemed ready to faint on the spot. Did you? Ye?? Dance amazed him.

    
"Yes, I'm Audra!" He's Audra, ex. Oh, this is kind of destiny? By reflex, Audra and hugged Dance ...............

    
"Tar, I love you!"
    
"Dra I, I love you!"











1. Theme: Love and destiny

2. mandate:

     In the face of any event must be mature and think long.
     Be patient in this life.
     Believing that Allah destiny
     Do not use violence in the act
     Obey and respect our parents
     Do not regret anything that has happened
     Stop daydreaming and not focus during lessons

3. Flow: Mixed

4. setting:

     Dance Room at 17:15
     After grade school recess
     At 7 pm in the lounge watching TV
     Room after prayers isyak
     Houses in the Araya
     At 15.00 in the Dance

5. Personalities / disposition:

     Dance: patient, resilient, closed, strong, pious, fancier.
     Audra: immature, attention, shy
     Yanti: cooked, kind, considerate, love, funny, loyal friend
     Father: stubborn, pushy, selfish, abusive, easy emotions
     Mother: patient, loving, caring, gentle, willing to sacrifice
     Bejo: Nosy, cooked, naughty
     Bu Tartik: Grumpy, firm, killer
     Papa: Selfish

6. Point of view: third person omniscient

OLD VETERAN


    An old man leaned the bike bututnya in the village hall car park. Having just arrived, he was finally seated in the back of the queue. An hour had he sat in line at that place. A few moments later, it was the old man in the front of the queue. He pulled out a red folder that he packs with black crackle and handed it to the clerk wards. The petugaspun directly examine one's grandfather's red folder contents earlier.

    
"Sorry sir, but the terms father incomplete. Father had requested a statement capable of RT and RW, a new father can come back here. Village officials said the handing back my grandfather's red folder.

    
The old man still trying to smile, already more than an hour he sat there waiting but it all was in vain. He returned to his old bicycle parked between some cars and motorcycles.

    
Old man who daily work as porters in the market that was once a freedom fighter, had many bitter sweet experience going through. He has lost a lot of my comrades in arms, but the death of his friends are not in vain. They are all martyrs, they all die a martyr, to die in the divine as the interest of the nation.

    
The old man suddenly heard the honking bus jolted him out of his reverie past. There was discovered he had been on the road, that means he should be more careful again.

    
The old man now lives with his wife in their home under the bridge after police evicted a week ago. But unfortunately now his wife is very ill and was hospitalized, while the grandfather is seeking free treatment for the wife.
    
Suddenly anngin blow faster and faster, the thunder began to sound and turned into a black mark awanpun going to rain. And sure enough, the rain pouring down. The grandfather decided to take shelter in a doorway because it carries not want the map to be wet and damaged.

    
It was from the old man had been sheltering in front of satay stalls, no wonder his stomach was getting hungry. He recalled that the last time he had eaten since last night, while two more hours now. He briefly turned into a satay stall earlier, in which many people were eating greedily. The old man smiled, he felt proud of his struggle at first cast out of his homeland Company was not in vain. When he and his comrades in arms once failed repel invaders, they might not be able to enjoy this atmosphere.

    
Old man then turned his gaze to the television, who had been on set by a trader who sells tapes not far from it. The television was broadcasting a neat black suit with tie giving a speech in a room that looks very luxurious. The old man guessed that people who appear on television before being must have an official country. In his speech, the man said that people in his country had lost a sense of nationalism, people dinegerinya also said to have lost the love of his homeland. For a moment he thought the words reflect official said. She wondered, who actually have no nationalism, the people of his country or the officials?

    
Is the officer is an officer bernasionalisme heavy meal while people starve to death? Do nationalist officials are officials of free flights around the world as people in his country queued up for days bbm? Or officials who have a lot of luxury cars while people crammed into a railway carriage?

    
These questions are kept in the mind, but she knew she had to go now. His wife was in the hospital would have been waiting and now the rain had stopped, the old man back pedaling.

    
Arriving at the old hospital snicker parked his bike and immediately rushed to the room where his wife was being treated. Somehow the old man always felt uneasy every away from his wife. He would make sure first that she did not need his help, he will depart again recently to take care waivers letter to the RT and RW.

    
When got to the room where his wife was being treated, he found that the room was empty. Kamarpun doors locked so they can not be opened, but the grandfather was convinced he was not one of the rooms. In her heart she thought that perhaps she had recovered so moved to another place by the doctor. But for sure, the old man looking for a doctor check on her this morning. The grandfather had earlier asked the doctor where she now resides. The doctor was looking at the face of the old man with tears in her eyes.

    
"Sorry sir, we've tried our best but it was God wills others. Wife's father had died an hour ago. "Said the doctor who could not hide his grief.
    
The grandfather had tears in her eyes, her body shook, red folder he was carrying fell from her grip. His views became increasingly blurred and slowly into darkness. The grandfather was now not remember anything else.

    
The next day two new mounds appeared in the cemetery. The one labeled Darsono bin Atmo, an old veteran of the daily work as porters. While the other tombstone reads Pariyem bint Ngatijo, wife of the veteran fighters. Despite the poor veteran now gone. But in the country, the country where wood and stone can be plants, there are still many people who suffer the same fate it even more tragic. They all, of the people in the country, many are willing to work hard to squeeze blood toil just to eat once a day.


From the example above stories, we can determine the elements that build intrinsic short stories, namely:

Intrinsic Elements

1. Theme: Struggle
2. Flow: Forward
3. Background:

    
Venue: Village Hall office, shop-fronts, hospital.
    
Time: During the day, two in the afternoon.
    
Atmosphere: Sad, touching.

4. Characterizations:

    
Old Man: hardworking, patient, friendly.
    
Wife: loyal, patient.

5. Viewpoint: A third person omniscient.
6. Mandate: Stay patient and keep fighting as hard as any state.

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