CAMPUR ADUK

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

I GOT FOOLED

By the end of the day. Me, Tasia, Josephine, and Elaina are heading to the western coast.

“The Western coast?” Tasia gave me a puzzled look.

“Yes indeed.” I giggled a little bit.

She looks like she’s guilty. All through we know today is April fool. We’re trying to get back of Tasia what she did last April fool. She fool us telling school’s over. We of course listen to her and walk to home. All i know i was grounded for a month. No junk food for a month! Can’t you believe how harsh it is? Anyway our plan is for Tasia to believe we’re going to the Western coast. When she find out we’re not then BOOM! Boom goes the canon.. Okay okay enough of hysterical joke. So the “Western Coast” Is a place where people goes swimming, relaxing, mediating and so much more. All through Tasia seemed to be stressed out lately. Tasia is bursting with excitement. She can’t believe it how happy she is to be invited to The Western Coast.

“All through, I’ve been fooling you all badly. But you pay back with such a sweet heart.” Tasia grinned. Everyone looks puzzled and didn’t knew what to say.

“Su-r.e,” I hesitate.

“Good news guys!” Tasia shouted.

“After the Western coast tour! We’re going to ‘Italy Restaurant’ My TREAT!” Tasia announced as everyone was shocked with nervousness and guilty.

Everyone don’t know what to say. A few moments later in front of the Western Coast. Tasia kept taking selfie in front of us and the building. That girl she never get rid of stupid selfie. We’re so terrified when Tasia told us to went inside and she kept prying. “I guess it’s time for tell her the truth.” Elaina said.

“Do we have a choice?” Josephine asked.

“No we don’t.” I muttered. We all were hesitant and then Josephine stood up, She’s always been the bravest one. You go girl! She speaks forwardly to Tasia which she looks a little bit disappointed.

“We’re sorry Tasia, But it’s–” Just before i said Tasia interrupt me.

“I should’ve told you I’m sorry.” Tasia respond classic. We all are looking at each other. What?

“What i meant, Two times in the row!” Tasia guffaw so hard that i could see her trip down.

“I got fooled-”

“By Tasia!” I respond her.

“You meant we!” Josephine and Elaina added.

“Well you know, Queen of Aprils fools.” Tasia retorted. Ugh Tasia is mentally smart how could she know it was a big trick of us to trick her. I guess it’s not worth it and we learn our lesson for today.

FINDING FAMILY

Today is the day when i was being adopted by my foster parents. i remembered the first time when they walked into the orphanage and looked at me for the first time when i was sitting on the stairs. They went into the caretaker of my orphanage and greets him. They talk and talk but i can’t hear what they say but I’m pretty sure they read my files, when they walked out they looked at me and gave me a warm smile but i just looked at them with a blank expression.

Then the caretaker walked out after. He looked at me with a threatening expression on his faces, i looked down quickly.

“now adit, start packing now. You’re gonna be adopted by them and please pack it quickly” i nodded.

I went to my room and packed my stuff quickly so that i didn’t upset my caretaker. I walked out of my room only to see the caretaker there. He warned me that if i was returned by them, he’s gonna punish me. I nodded and he told me that they’re waiting outside.

I saw them outside and my foster dad asked me. “so, are you ready?” i nodded and we went into his car.we started talking in the car

“ok so what’s your name?” he asked

“my name is adit”

“ok adit. My name is anya and this is my husband raysha. You can call us whatever you want” she said

“umm, can i ask you something, miss anya?”

“ask away” she said

“umm, can you tell me what are the rules in your house?” i stuttered

She looked at me with a look i don’t understand then her expression changed into a serious one.

“adit, hmm..m how do i explain it. There’s no rule in our house. For us, we just want you to live a normal life and we want share our happiness to every kids in orphanage since my child died during a birth”

“i’m sorry that i asked” she looked at me with a look that i can’t tell again

The ride to his house was silent. I felt guilty that i asked them that. We got out of the car and went into the house. I was amazed that it was very cleaned and it’s like seeing a castle. I walked slowly and looked around and careful not to touch anything. Then when i was too busy looked around, a girl that i guessed was 2 years older than me came up to me and hugged me.

“oh my god, you’re so cute, what’s your name? I’m fitria and i’m 10 years old. So what–” she was being cut off by my foster mother

“woah woah wait a minute fitria, he’s trying to adapt with our new house. Even though he liked it when we came in, If you rushed him too many question, he’s gonna faint any second now” she blushed and i began to blush a little.

“so adit, before you can looked around, let me show you your room” she took me there and fitria followed. I looked around and notice that my foster father was gone but i decided to not ask her where he was. We walked into my room. I saw my room painted with a blue paint and they looked at me with an expression that they’re proud of what they done in my room and then they looked at me with a hopeful eyes

“so do you like it” i nodded and give them a warm smile. They looked at

“ok. you can rest now if you want. I’m gonna take your belonging from the car and take it here”

“umm you don’t have too carry my stuff to my room, miss anya.”

“relax, adit. I don’t mind at all and besides you can get along with fitria now”

“thanks miss anya” then she left

We both just stand there and not saying. Then fitria began to introduce herself to me

“ok adit, I’m gonna introduce myself. My name is fitria and I’m 12 years old. I was adopted 6 months ago and now I’m in 7th grade. So what’s your name?”

“umm, ok. My name is adit and I’m 10 years old. I’m in 7th grade”

“what, you’re 7th grade?” i nodded

“wow, i got a genius brother” she hugged me. Even though i just know her, i feel content with her.

“so what’s your story before you went to the orphanage?” she asked me but i answered it hesitantly

“i-i was in a car accident b-but when i woke up in the hospital, the doctor told me that m-my parents and my only sister died during operation” then i felt tears assemble in my eyes but i tried to hold my tears to rolled down my cheeks.

“I’m sorry that i asked” then she hugged me. I refused to cry but it took all of my will power to prevent them from falling. She hugged me for awhile and my foster mother came back with my bag and then she looked at us

“awww, you guys already like each other now” fitria stopped hugging me and released me quickly.

“mommm, stop teasing and besides he’s my brother forever so i must loved him” she began to blush and i felt happy when she says those words and i let out warm smile unconsciously.

“ok then. adit, if you’re done hugging with fitria, you can started unpacking. meanwhile fitria and i prepare a welcome dinner for you.” i nodded and they left

I started unpacking and after I’m done, I’m eating together with them. I’m the first one that finish my dinner and i looked at the clock that says 7 PM. I put my plate on the sink and thanked them then left. I went to my bedroom and began to sleep.

Dream sequence

I felt water slowly drop on my head one by one. I opened my eyes and looked around. I saw that i was still strapped in my seat belt of my dad’s car. I felt hurt all over my body and saw my sister besides me unmoving. I tried to unbuckle myself but it won’t budge. Then i tried to unbuckle my sister’s belt but it won’t budge too. So i tried to wake her up but she won’t wake up then i noticed that her chest didn’t move up and down. i checked her pulse quickly but there’s none. I tried to unbuckle myself again and i felt the car moved forward a little. Then i realized that dad’s car was on the edge of the cliff. i realized that if i moved again, the car is gonna toppled over and we’re all gonna die. Then i began to have a panic attack, i tried to calmed myself down by breath in and out. I looked at mom and dad, they both still unconscious. Then mom began move and i felt hope sparks in my heart. I tried to call mom but my voice won’t come out, i don’t know why. Mom looked at me and unbuckle herself. she looked at me and unbuckle me with force and i felt relieved washed over me when my mother succeed unbuckle me. Then my mother fell unconscious and before she fell, she pushed me out of the car. Then because of my mother pushed me, the car went forward and fell. Rain started to falling and i felt tears rolled down my cheeks and i sobbed uncontrollably. I didn’t dare to looked down the cliff and then there’s explosion

End of dream sequence

I felt dried tears on my cheeks and i put both hands on my ears. I began to cry, i tried to closed my ears with my hands but the sound of the car exploding still rang on my ears. I don’t know how long i cried but what i know is somebody hugged me and i cried into her shoulder until i fell into a dreamless sleep.

In the morning

A bright light shone through my room, i woke up and felt content but i don’t remember what my dreams are. i wondered why i don’t remember my nightmare. I decide to think about that later. I looked at the calendar in front of me. It says 24th desember and then i looked at the clock and it says 10 AM. I remembered that today was christmas but i guessed that this christmas is no better than the last. I walked out of my room in my pajama. I went to the living room and looked that there was a christmas tree. I saw fitria and my foster parent hanging a decoration on the tree. I saw a gift under the tree and I can’t help but wondering what did i get this christmas. Fitria saw me

“hi adit, morning”

“morning”

Then my foster parents looked at me and smiled

“well, adit. You don’t have to hide your curiosity from us, we’re practically a family now” as soon as he said that, i blushed.

“what do you mean dad?” she began to ask him

“well, your brother here always looked at the gift below this tree. So i figured he wanted to open it quickly” fitria began to laugh and when i heard that word, i began to have a flashback of the day of the accident and i quickly sat down.

They began to look at me worriedly. I closed my eyes and closed my ears with both of my hands and mumbled ‘please, no’. I felt someone hugging me and telling me ‘it’s not my fault’. I opened my eyes and saw fitria hugged me.

Then i remembered the sensation from the feeling i felt this morning. It was fitria.

“adit, it’s okay to cry. we’re family now. You’re not the one to blame from the accident. I promise you that we all gonna be together from now on and i promised you that your genius is gonna be put in a good use” i laughed a little and cry a little

“awww, you guys are so cute together. Let’s take a picture together”

Even though we just become family yesterday, i felt like the empty hole in my heart being filled again. We spent christmas together and i smiled for the first time after the accident. i hope that my family in heaven was happy to look at me now. Being happy with my new family

DREAM

Hello… My name is Dreamelicca. Call me Licca.

Can I tell you a story? If you wont, it’s okay. Nobody cares about me, right? Everybody thinking that I’m so insane.

Bu..B..But.. I’m so scared. She always stalk me. Until now. She always hit me, slap me, and hurt me. And after this, she will hit me, slap me and hurt me. Again.

When people comes to my house. Nobody help me. They throwing stones, breaking the glass of my house.

I didn’t do anything wrong. Who cares about what I do? Nobody. She’s the only one who cares about me, but she’s not the only one who hate me.

But, sometimes I’m happy. Cause, after they broke my house and myself. One by one of them, will die.

In the midnight. There’s a song from my attic room. Requiem. And there’s a body without a soul.

Sadistic murder. That’s how they die. Die with sin that will never I forgive.

I know who is the murderer. And the murderer that I know she’s the murderer. Yes, she’s the murderer. If I’m telling people that she’s the murderer. They will think that I’m so insane. And she will hurt me.

And now I know. I’m so insane. I think it wasn’t me. But I’m wrong.

Yeah… My name has a deep meaning. Dreamelicca. Dream. Licca. Licca’s dreaming? I think no. Cause when I wake up from my dream. There’s a knife with so many blood in my hand.

End of the story. HAHAHA.. Would you like to be my friend? I will never dreaming again. Please play with me. I’m alone. Licca is a kind girl, right? Right?

I have a cute toy, it’s in my hand. Knife. Oh my lovely baby knife, don’t cry, you’re my best friend. You’re a die objects. And I’ll die just like you. Uwaa.. I can see my blood in my tummy. KYAKYAKYA.

BITTERNESS OF LIFE

Poorness is a condition where it is not always people doesn’t have much money but it can be loveless.

“Wake up ! You must go to school right now!” said Jack’s mother loudly.

“Okay… Mom.” replied Jack while he tidied his bed.

It was first day going to school after he enjoyed a long vacation in July. Not many changed for his friends, teachers, and… of course the school subject still made him bored.

But now, Jack didn’t see his best friend -Jim. He thought Jim was sick or might be his friend still enjoyed the holiday. The time elapsed very slow at this moment, without Jim who always made him kept smiling everyday.

Sometimes, Jack looked at the clock for making sure when the time to go home. Only sat and looked at the clock was a kind of a such bored activities which he had done.

A week later, after coming home from school, Jack glanced from far his best friend who looked sad in front of Jim’s house. He just dreamy with empty gaze, it made Jack asked himself, “What is he doing now? Does he have problem?”

Jack thought that Jim could solve his problem by himself so Jack kept continue his walking without looking at Jim again. It was just a so-so day in Jack’s opinion.

According Jack’s mind, the human being absolutely have a personal trouble although it is a big trouble or trivial trouble. Both of that trouble can make people become stronger and stronger for surviving in life.

The next day, Jack didn’t see Jim for two days including this day. Eventually, he just doing the school activities which all of his friends doing now usually.

After the school finished, Jack tried to see his best friend and this time, Jack didn’t get Jim anywhere whether in front of Jim’s house nor on the street. Jack very shocked when he saw many workers brought all the furniture out from that house. Due to his curiosity made him approached and he saw Jim’s father.

“Excuse me sir, What happened with your house?” said Jack politely.

“It’s not your affairs!” said Jim’s father angrily.

“But…”

“Go out from here now!!!” shouted Jim’s father.

It made Jim didn’t speak anything and he had to keep away from Jim’s garden so it wouldn’t summon the anger side of Jim’s father again. Then, Jack decided to go home. During the trip home, someone called him.

“Hei… boy come here!”

“Yes? Me?”

“Yes, you… I wanna tell you something.”

“To tell what?” Jack now was confused with a woman who called him.

“Before that, are you closest friend with the man who live in that house?” while pointing to the Jim’s house.

“Yeah, but not with the old man who now standing on the garden. I’m very close with his son-Jim. He is my best friend.” Jack explained.

“Haha…” She laughed.

“What are you laughing at? Is it funny for you?” Jack really upset now.

“Just kidding, okay back to the topic. If you are his best friend, you certainly know what kind of problem which Jim facing now!”

Jack increasingly confused. He didn’t know what the woman saying. Jack kept asking him, “What does the woman want to say!”

“Now, your best friend need to take his refreshing for his life so he isn’t in his house. His father always put Jim under pressure, he must to work hard and get some money for stabilizing his family‘s economy.

“What a pity.” But something in his mind said If Jim is… so who was that I saw yesterday? Oh, my god. Just Forget it. “Okay then, I will go to my home. Bye Mrs-“

“-Hansent.”

“WHAT… wait-wait if you are Mrs. Hansent, you are…”

“Ssstt” her index finger touched Jack’s lips, it meant Jack must to keep his mouth shut.

At last, Jack went to his home but Mrs Hansent asked him again for one question before he walked away, “What is your name?”

“Jack Caperson! You can call me Jack!” and then, he walked to his home.

“Jim, there is still a friend who cares about you. Thanks Jack…” She told in deep of her heart while she was waving her hands to Jack.

BESTFRIEND

Hari ini adalah hari spesial bagi Bennedict Noel yang berasal dari German karena ia akan tinggal di Indonesia dan juga bersekolah disini. Ia tak bisa membayangkan bagaimana dia kelak bertemu dengan kawan-kawan barunya. “Father, hurry up! we must go to my new school now!” Ucap Bennedict tak sabar untuk pergi ke sekolah barunya. “Be patient huh?” Jawab Ayah Bennedict menggelengkan kepalanya. “You must learn bahasa in your school with your friend’s okay?” Lanjutnya, Bennedict mengangguk. Bennedict akan bersekolah di SMA Satu Nusa di Jawa.

Sesampai di SMA Satu Nusa, Bennedict diantar Bu Ulin wali murid kelas X-3 di kelas X-3 lantai dua, itulah kelas baru Bennedict. “Selamat Pagi! Bu Ulin membawakan murid baru pindahan dari German. Bu Ulin harap kalian semua dapat berteman dengannya dan mengajarinya bahasa indonesia.” Bu Ulin menjelaskan maksud ia membawakan Bennedict di kelas X-3. “Loh? kui sopo yo? kok gantenge ngalahke kene?” Bisik Jono ke Samiun teman sebangkunya. “Lah mbuh?” jawab Samiun menggaruk-garuk kepalanya. “Hallo my friends! my name is Bennedict Noel. You can call me Ben, nice to meet you!” Bennedict memperkenalkan dirinya ke semua murid yang ada di kelas itu. “Wong kui ngomong opo tho?” Samiun yang bingung dengan ucapan Ben bertanya ke Jono yang memang pintar bahasa inggris. “Jenenge Ben! kowe ngundang ndee Ben, terus kene kudu ngajari ndee bahasa indonesia.” Jono menjelaskan

“Ngundang Ben? ngajari bahasa indonesia Jon?”

“Iyo”

“Ben, now you shit down in the empty chair.” Bu Ulin menunjuk salah satu kursi kosong di sebelah Septian, Ben pun duduk di samping Septian. “Hai Ben! my name is Septian Nugroho, call me Septian.” Sapa Septian tersenyum “Oh hai Septian!” Jawab Ben tersenyum lebar. Pelajaran bahasa inggris pun dimulai hingga jam istirahat.

Septian setiap hari mengajari Ben untuk berbicara bahasa indonesia. Ben pun senang bisa mempelajari bahasa indonesia. Setelah beberapa bulan diajari Septian, Ben akhirnya sudah agak lancar berbicara bahasa indonesia. Jono dan Samiun pun ikut bergabung dengan Septian dan Ben.

“Ben, kamu udah lancar ngomong bahasa indonesia yo?” Tanya Jono ke Ben dengan logat bahasa jawanya “Ah iya, namamu siapa?” Ben bertanya balik “Jono! panggil Jon!” Jono menjawabnya dengan cepat “John?” Ben mengangguk-angguk “Jon, Ben. Gak pakai ‘h’ namanya” Septian terkekeh. “Oke saiki kene dadi sahabat!” Seru Samiun “Dia ngomong apa?” Ben kebingungan atas apa yang diucapkan Samiun “Katanya sekarang kita jadi sahabat,” Septian menjelaskan lagi dan sedikit tertawa. “Maklum Samiun belum terlalu lancar ngomong bahasa indonesia.” Jono tersenyum lebar memperlihatkan gigi gingsulnya. “Aku Sam!” Sahut Samiun dengan nada semangatnya “Sammy?” Tanya Ben “Samiun hehee” Mereka berempat tertawa.

Mereka berempat selalu berada dimana saja, ke kantin bersama, ke perpustakaan bersama, ke kopsis bersama, bahkan ke toilet bersama. Hingga tak terasa 3 tahun berlalu, mereka dan semua orang di Indonesia akan melaksanakan UN nanti, kurang lebih dua minggu lagi. Namun mereka kompak karena ada Ben yang mengajari bahasa inggris, ada Septian yang mengajari bahasa indonesia, ada Jono yang mengajari IPA, dan juga Samiun yang mengajari matematika. Mereka berempat belajar kelompok setiap seminggu empat kali jika ada waktu kosong. UN pun berlalu, saat pengumuman nilai, mereka berempat mendapat nilai yang memuaskan tanpa menyontek. Mereka bersyukur hasil belajar kelompok mereka berhasil.

“Gak terasa udah 3 tahun kita lalui ini bersama.” Ucap Septian melihat pemandangan sekolah dari lantai dua.

“Iyo! kudu tetep semangat!” Sahut Samiun mengepal tangan dan berteriak.

“Semoga kita bisa jadi sahabat selamanya.” Harap Jono memegang erat tangannya dan memejamkan matanya.

“Aku gak bisa,” Ben menundukkan kepalanya. “Kenapa, Ben?” Serempak Jono, Septian, dan Samiun kaget atas ucapan Ben. “Karena aku akan pulang ke German, tugas ayahku sudah selesai disini.” Jawab Ben dengan ekspresi sedih. “Ya allah, kene kudu piye?” Samiun juga ekspresinya menjadi sedih “Sabar Sam, aku yo podo..” Rangkul Jono menenangkan Samiun. “Kenapa pada sedih? kan chat lewat facebook bisa? gimana tho kalian ini?” Septian menengahi mereka bertiga. “Bejo kene ndue kanca kaya Septian, pikirane pinter aahahaha” Samiun yang tadi sedih akhirnya kembali tertawa “Oh iya aku lupa hehe” Ben menyengir “Yaudah kita harus membuat sebuah janji!” Jono berteriak semangat.

“Kita, Samiun, Jono, Septian, maupun Ben akan tetap bersama meskipun ada halangan apapun. Yang penting kita bersama!!” Serempak mereka berempat mengucapkan janji mereka di SMA Satu Nusa. Lalu mereka berempat berpelukan dan tersenyum bahagia.

Sahabat sejati adalah orang yang selalu ada untuk kita kapanpun saja bukan yang ada jika ada maunya saja.

A NIGHT AND A CONVERSATION

It was a dark night. Kala quickened her steps, and the gravels that shifted under her flappy sandals almost tripped her. She couldn’t be late. She could feel some rain drops, cold and sharp on her nose. Ah…that smell of rain. There was a time in her life, long time ago, that she used to love that smell. Kala shook her head, and focused more on the path ahead of her. No, no memory of the past. The chill of the night stabbed her skin, and she kept walking. The wetness of the air permeated her nose, as the wind blew her hair. Kala stopped suddenly. She took a deep breath, and listened carefully. Rustling of leaves. Drizzling of weak rain. No. They couldn’t catch up with her now. Not now. Kala continued walking. She was almost there, she knew it.

Tonight, 4th of April. Every year, she had an appointment for a conversation. A short, but important, conversation.

Kala saw the house at the end of the street. The lights were not switched on. The house looked even more run down, as each year went by. Kala froze in front of the door. The ventilation opening on the steel door was covered with mosquito net. Kala opened the door. Kala could almost hear little footsteps running around in that house. Laughter of children. Cries of babies. Bantering of servant girls in the kitchen. Smells of food & molds. They flooded her, like pictures of moving reels in her head. They came from far away, long time ago.

And she saw her.

There she was, sitting on a chair, next to the dining table. She looked as beautiful as she was last year, and the year before last. Her dark hair framed her round face, her dress was impeccable.

“Mama…” Kala’s voice quivered from the coldness of the rain outside.

“Kala… my dear Kala…” Mama looked up and gestured for her to come close. Kala came closer, and she could smell her perfume. Flowery jasmine fragrance. Kala sat down on the floor, next to Mama.

“I come, Mama… I come this year too.”

“Is everything alright with you, Kala?”

“Yes, Mama…”

Kala hesitated a bit. She bit her lips, and she softly continued, “They found a new drug for me. I don’t know, Mama. Should I take it? If I take it, I won’t be able to come see you anymore. I don’t know, Mama. I don’t know…”

Mama smiled weakly. She stroked Kala’s hair gently.

“Take it, Kala. 10 years is enough.”

Kala started sobbing. Mama held her shoulders, and whispered.

“I will miss you. But you must go on. There are so many things for you to still do. People to meet. Memories to be made. Things to learn. Learn, Kala, learn. Learn to hope once again, learn to love once again. Learn to forgive what had happened. And most of all, learn to find your peace.”

Kala sobbed.

“One more question, Mama…”

“Yes, Kala?”

“If you could have chosen that night. At that moment. What will you choose?”

Mama smiled weakly, she sighed. She looked so pale.

“I would have chosen to stay, Kala. I would…. but it is not for me to decide, is it, Kala? Go, Kala, go home to Papa and Sasha. They must be worried sick by now.”

Kala sobbed quietly, as Mama moved slowly up the stairs. She turned around, and waved to Kala. “Go Kala, go. The rain gets heavier soon.”

“I love you, Kala…”

Kala smiled softly and took a deep breath. She felt lighter. Done. All’s done.

Suddenly, the steel door swung open. Two women came in. They gently sat next to Kala on the floor.

“Kala, we were worried about you. Your father and sister are waiting at the hospital. Can we go now?” one of them whispered. Kala looked to her, wiped her tears with her fingers, and nodded.

4th April. 10 years ago. Mama died when she gave birth to Sasha. She lost too much blood. Kala was 12. Afterwards, Kala plunged into a severe depression, and now, they discovered a drug to cure her completely. The only side effect of the drug: An amnesia of her past life.

Kala walked in between the two women from the hospital who came to pick her up at the place they knew she had been going every year. Her childhood home.

Kala smiled quietly, looked up to the night sky, and whispered, “I will heal, Mama. I will. I love you…”

SI KAYA DAN SI MISKIN

Kejadian semalam membuat neta menjadi sangat terpukul. Bagaimana tidak? Orangtua yang dicintainya harus meregang nyawa di depan matanya.

Malam itu..

Rumah kediamannya terlihat sangat sepi. Beberapa orang masuk dengan paksa ke setiap sudut ruangan, Pakaian mereka serba tertutup. Wajahnya ditutupi kain hitam, Yang dapat dilihat hanya sepasang dua bola mata-mata! Mereka berjalan mengendap, Seperti perampok yang siap menerkam.

Neta sedang memainkan ponselnya. Waktu sudah menunjukkan larut malam, Tapi neta masih saja bergulat dengan games di ponsel androidnya. Neta belum mau masuk ke dunia mimpi, Bagi neta tidur terlalu cepat itu hanya membuang waktu.

Beberapa orang di luar ruang kamarnya sedang mengendap-endap, Memasuki setiap ruangan yang ada. Berharap menemukan sesuatu yang berharga. Neta merupakan seorang anak konglomerat. Karena suasana masih lebaran, Tinggal neta bersama kedua orangtuanya disana. Rumahnya sangat besar dan mewah. Sekelompok orang itu terus mencari, Mereka berjumlah 6 orang. Neta dan keluarganya berencana untuk berlibur di hari esok. Tapi nasib yang mereka dapati tak sesuai dengan keinginan. Sekelompok orang itu menghancurkan semuanya. Mengambil apa yang bukan haknya.

“Hoaaammm, Tumben sekali aku sudah mengantuk” Kata neta sambil menutup mulutnya karena merasa sudah sangat mengantuk. Neta merasa haus dan lapar. Dia pun keluar kamar dan pergi ke dapur. Tapi saat akan membuka kulkas! Mulutnya disekap, Neta tak sadarkan diri.

“Siapa kalian? Mengapa tubuhku diikat seperti ini?” Neta meronta meminta ikatan di tangannya dilepaskan. “Diam kau anak manis, Kami hanya ingin menikmati malam ini bersamamu” Kata seseorang di antara mereka. Wajahnya sangan menakutkan, Banyak goresan bekas luka cabikan. Seperti luka bekas jahitan. Dia menyeringai menyeramkan. Membuat neta semakin panik. “Tenanglah cantik, Aku akan membuatmu bahagia” Pemuda itu melepas kain penutup wajahnya. Wajahnya sangat tak asing bagi neta. Wajah itu, Wajah yang sangat membuatnya jatuh cinta. Wajah yang selalu neta harapkan hadir di kehidupannya. “Masihkah kau ingat aku sayang” Tanya pemuda itu sambil mengangkat wajah neta yang sedang larut dalam kebingungan. “Rial, Mau apa kau? Apa yang kau lakukan. Lepaskan aku” Pinta neta dengan wajah yang pucat. “Tidak semudah itu sayang, Aku takkan membiarkanmu lolos. Kau harus mati bersamaku di istana ini” Katanya sambil tersenyum sinis. “Maksudmu apa? Tolong jangan sakiti aku” Neta berteriak histeris. “Aku takkan menyakitimu, Jika saja kau diam dan bersikap baiklah kepadaku”. “Kau gila, Ini Rumahku. Pergi kau dari sini” Kata neta sambil melemparkan wajah yang menyimpan amarah. “Ini istana kita, Bukankah itu yang kau katakan. Kau melukai hatiku. Jangan membuatku marah” Kata pemuda itu sambil menampar wajah neta yang cantik.

Laki-laki berwajah seram itu mengeluarkan benda tajam, Dengan sadisnya. Dia menggores wajah neta yang cantik, Darah keluar dari balik wajahnya. Neta merintih kesakitan. Laki-laki itu menjilat darah yang berada di ujung benda itu. Melumatnya dengan mantap! Seakan semua itu menyenangkan. Pemuda itu mengusap wajah neta, Menciumnya dengan lembut. “Jika saja kau tak pernah pergi, Mungkin sekarang kita telah bahagia” Kata pemuda itu sambil menjambak rambut neta dengan kuat. “Arrgh, Cukup rial. Bunuh saja aku, Jika itu yang kau mau” Neta seperti mimpi buruk, Di rumah itu. Di rumah yang seharusnya menjadi istana baginya. Dia telah kehilangan harapan.

Bruuuukkk… Pintu kamar neta didobrak dengan keras. “Lihat, Siapa ini?” Teriak pemuda itu sambil membawa dua orang manusia setengah baya. Mereka semua adalah orang yang sangat neta cintai. “Seharusnya, Mereka menjadi mertuaku. Tapi mereka lebih pantas menjadi penghuni neraka” Kata pemuda itu. “Perkenalkan, Nama saya Gatot Subroto. Seharusnya kalian menjadi besan yang baik. Tapi kalian membuat saya muak. Kalian hina keluarga saya dengan keji. Saya memang miskin, Tak punya hati. Tapi kalian lebih tidak pantas hidup orang kaya sombong” Kata laki-laki itu. Mereka semua tertawa, Menertawakan kehidupan yang tak adil. Dimana yang kaya berkuasa. Yang miskin menderita. “Aku akan membahagiakan anakmu wahai bapa Arya yang terhormat, Hahahaha” Tawanya memenuhi seluruh ruangan. Mereka semua menantikan hari ini. Dimana si miskin menjadi kaya. Si kaya menjadi menderita. “Kau hina aku, Aku tak peduli. Aku mencintai anakmu. Tapi kau tak suka dengan itu! Kau renggut kebahagiaanku hanya karena aku tak punya segalanya. Kau biadab” Pemuda itu mengeluarkan sebuah benda tajam, Menghunuskan belatinya tepat di jantung laki-laki itu. “Ayahhhhh” Neta berteriak histeris. Laki-laki itu menancapkan kapak merah itu tepat di atas kepala sang ibu. Neta meronta, Menangis dalam lorong yang hitam. Semua gelap, Tak ada seberkas cahaya datang.

“Aku membencimu, Kau biadab. Kau terkutuk rial”. “Aku mencintaimu neta” Pemuda itu memeluk tubuh neta. Sekelompok orang itu tertawa. Harta yang bukan haknya menjadi milik mereka. Mereka semua bahagia. Tapi tidak dengan gadis itu, Dia sangat terpukul. Neta menjadi sangat tidak terkendali. Amarahnya memuncak. Neta tidak mengingat apapun. Neta hanya ingat dia telah hancur, Rapuh terinjak. Pemuda yang dicintainya, Berubah menjadi iblis yang menakutkan. Hari-harinya dilalui tanpa teringat bayangan apapun. Yang neta ingat hanya kematian mereka.

22 juli..

Rumah sakit jiwa..

Neta dirawat dengan baik disana, Tempat dimana neta merasa bahagia. Dimana tempat yang neta tak pernah inginkan, Sebuah istana. Baginya hanya kebahagiaan bersama keluarganyalah yang dia butuhkan. Bukan harta dan tahta. Bukan istana yang megah. Tapi sebuah kehangatan keluarga..


Karya: Dheea Octa

THE MYSTERIOUS GUARDIAN

Probably today is going to be a normal day. Like usual, Phoebe has find the seat in the corner of the 7C class. While waiting her friends to come, she has nothing to do except only sitting and waiting. She’s a quite person. Finally, the bell’s ringing. Phoebe and her friends are preparing their Mathematic books. They seem very unhappy. But, Ms. Wanda, the Science teacher come into the 7C and announce the class that Mr. Clay, the Math teacher can’t come because of his family event.

Everybody’s cheering happy, except Phoebe. The girls are telling gossips and some of them are playing hand phone. The boys are running and chasing each other. They’re just so forceful. How about Phoebe? Well, she’s still on her seat. She isn’t telling gossips or playing hand phone, she’s drawing by herself. Such a quiet person, isn’t she? Nobody notice Phoebe right now. But, that 12 years old girl just doesn’t care. She keeps drawing seriously. Because she’s sitting beside the wall, she can hear footsteps. Not like the usual footsteps, this one is different.

“Doesn’t matter. It’s just weird footsteps beside me. Oh, ya! I need color pencils right now..” murmured Phoebe.

“But I don’t have any..” she said. Feeling disappointed, Phoebe put her drawing in her bag.

“Wait, what is this?” and she found a pack of color pencils in her bag.

“But it’s not mine. Whose color pencils are this?” she asked herself. Of course, she won’t get the answer, so she’s coloring her drawing with the mysterious color pencils.

Until the break time, there are no teachers coming to the 7C class. Now the bell’s ringing. She’s going to the canteen, without friends. Nobody wants to go with a quiet and weird girl, and even Phoebe herself wants to be alone. When she’s walking to the canteen, there are two senior girls walking beside her. It’s not good, because their faces are threatening her. The other senior girls are walking behind Phoebe. They’re a bad gang.

“Weirdo Phoebe, where are you going?” ask the girl in the left and she’s blocking Phoebe’s way.

“I’m..I’m going to..to the.. canteen.” she answers.

“I don’t think so.,” said the girl in the right. She’s blocking Phoebe’s way too. While Phoebe’s shivering and cornered, Mr. Ally, the Civic teacher’s appearing.

“I’m sorry, seniors. What are you doing? What’s happening with the little one?” he asks.

The seniors can’t say a word. The biggest girl just saying, “We’re sorry, sir. We’re going to the canteen.” The gang is running away. The smallest from them is hitting Phoebe until she fell down. Mr. Ally’s helping Phoebe to get up. “You’re okay?” ask the teacher. Phoebe’s just nodding. With a fake smile, she said “Excuse me, sir. Thank you.” and run to the canteen. 

“Well, usually nobody helps me in a situation like that.” Phoebe murmured.

She’s trying to forget that incident. Phoebe’s going to buy fried rice, but when she put her hands into her pocket, there is no money! She’s freaking out. It’s real, there’s no money! So, Phoebe just gets out from the canteen. No foods for today. She’s guessing that her money’s fall when the big girl hit her. But, suddenly, someone is calling her. “Phoebe! Where are you going?” It’s a sound from the canteen, so she’s going again inside the canteen.

“There you are Phoebe!” Jolie, Phoebe’s classmate is walking to her.

“Where are you going?” Jolie ask again.

“The class.,” answer Phoebe.

“Why? You haven’t eaten your food.” said Jolie. Phoebe starts to cry.

“I lost my money..” she answers with tears falling down.

“I see. Good news, Phoebe. I bring too much fried rice today. It’s enough for two people.” Jolie’s smiling.

“Maybe I can share with you.” Phoebe starts to smile.

“Thank God!” she said in her heart.

“Thanks a lot, Jolie.” said Phoebe. Now, she and Jolie are eating together.

“Another miracle!” thinks Phoebe.

When the two girls want to go back to the class, Phoebe’s singing without realizing that. “All my life, you stood by me. With no one else, was ever behind me. All this lights, they can’t blind me. With your love, nobody can Drag Me Down!” Phoebe’s singing. Jolie, who never heard Phoebe’s singing voice before looks shocked.

“Phoebe! That voice! You’re singing!” said Jolie, staring at Phoebe.

“Really? I don’t realize it, I swear.” said Phoebe.

“Wow..” Jolie’s still amazed.

Few days left, Jolie spread the fact of Phoebe’s voice to the whole class. Some of them didn’t believe it, but recently, they heard it. The voice of Phoebe. Finally, the class knows that Phoebe’s voice is amazing. Phoebe’s just feeling more confident to sing and sing every time. She feels like it’s an another miracle. “What happen actually? Why strange things are happening to me?” thinks Phoebe.

The next day is the same as yesterday. So much good, but unusual things happening to Phoebe. Now, the 7C students want to be close with her. Phoebe even doesn’t know what’s different from her that makes the class want to be her new close friend. She’s just feeling that nothing can stop her to be happy and believing herself. Even she’s happy, she saw something weird. She saw a senior, tall, and mysterious boy that always following her steps. When a miracle happens, that boy’s winking his eye and smiling for Phoebe. “Who’s him? It’s out from normal.” Said Phoebe inside her heart.

It’s been a month since miracles happened. Phoebe hasn’t got the answers yet. Now, Phoebe’s walking to the class in the morning. She found a gang of senior students are talking seriously. “What? The talent show?”

“When?”

“Yes, Talent Show. I’m not sure when, but every class should have something to perform when the time’s come.” that’s all Phoebe can hear when she’s walking beside them.

Right before she’s walking in to the class, the mysterious boy that smiled at her is walking to her, and he whispered “You’re in!” and he’s going away. Still confuse, Phoebe’s calling that boy again. “I’m sorry? What did you say?” But the boy doesn’t answer it. He’s just walking away. From that time, Phoebe can’t forget that whisper. It stuck in her head. She feels like there’s a meaning behind that whisper. But, never mind. Phoebe also wonder who’ll perform when the Talent Show come. She can’t wait anymore.


Today is the Talent Show! The day we’re all waiting for. Today, no studying and the students can go home at eleven a.m. What a perfect day. Phoebe wears long blue with white lace T-shirt, old jeans from her mom, and white snickers. She’s letting her long wavy black hair without any hair accessories. She’s a very simple girl, and also pretty, of course. She’s going to the audience’s chair and picks a seat on the second row. While waiting her friends to come, she wears her earphones and listens to songs. Quietly, she’s singing. Later, she turns up her volume of her voice. Now, everybody could hear Phoebe’s amazing voice. 10 minutes later, her friends already come. The show will start in 10 minutes. She can’t wait who will perform up there deputize her class. But, somebody is pulling Phoebe’s hand out of the seat and taking her to the backstage.

“Jeremy! What are you doing?! You almost make me fall down!” said Phoebe mad.

“I’m very sorry, Phoebe. I told the head of this show that..that you will perform for our class. I forgot to tell you.” Said Jeremy, the leader of 7C.

“I won’t perform up there! I just can’t! You must choose the other, who has the better talent, probably.” said Phoebe.

“No. For me, you have a best talent. Come on, for our class, Phoebe. Sing for us. Please?” ask Jeremy with smile.

“I..” Phoebe hasn’t finish. Later, a senior who leads the show is telling that no people can stand in backstage, except the Talent Show participants.

“Good luck, Bye!” that’s the last words from Jeremy. Phoebe has no idea what to do. Her brain’s freezing, it won’t work. So, she’s sitting with tears falling down. But, someone pat Phoebe’s shoulder from the back. Phoebe turns her head, and she can’t believe her eyes. It’s the boy who always following her steps and whispering “You’re in!”

“Don’t worry, now.” said the boy.

“You’re the mysterious boy! Tell me, who are you?” ask Phoebe. She wipes her tears.

“My name is Max. Max Griffo. I’m from 9C.” answer the boy with smile. A very cute smile.

“I still don’t know who you are. What are you doing here? What do you want?” Phoebe keeps asking questions until Max stops her.

“I’ll explain everything.” said Max.

“Remember when you found a pack of color pencils in your bag?”

“Yeah, how do you know that?” ask Phoebe back. She’s still curious.

“How about Mr. Ally who saved you from the senior gang who cornered you?” ask Max. Phoebe just nodding.

“Hmm, how about when Jolie gave you fried rice when you lost your money? And when you were very confident to sing every time? Your friends know your talent, right?” Ask Max. “Of course. Just tell me how you know all of that?” ask Phoebe back.

“Because, I am your Mysterious Guardian.” Answer Max simply.

“You’re my what?” ask Phoebe. She doesn’t get it.

“I’m your Guardian. I made your entire miracle. I always keep an eye of you. I’m the one who keeps you save.” answer Max with smile.

“Oh, it’s you. Okay. How can I trust you?” ask Phoebe. “You want prove? Follow me!” said Max walking to the quiet place behind the stage. Phoebe’s following him.

“I need to fix your clothes. You can’t sing with that, you know..” said Max while he’s looking to Phoebe’s clothes.

“Then fix it for me, please!” said Phoebe smiling.

“Sure.,” said Max.

From his hands, appear little yellow stars and dazzled lights. From that stars and lights, he makes a simple blue dress with a little pink bow in the middle. Max’s holding the dress and gives it to Phoebe. That girl can’t say a word. She opens her mouth and can’t believe her eyes. “W-what have you done?” ask Phoebe, still feeling amazed.

“I just made a dress for you.” Max giggling.

“Now change your clothes, quick!” said Max. Phoebe’s holding her dress and running to the toilet.

When she comes back, Max’s smiling at her. He’s changing Phoebe’s snickers to beautiful silver shoes. He also makes a pink hairband for Phoebe. “Good. You’re ready to go!” said Max happy.

Phoebe’s getting ready at the backstage. Now, the student from 7B is performing, while Phoebe’s from 7C. Actually, she had to be ready, but Phoebe’s feeling nervous. “Let me see. Your dress is perfect, you have silver shoes, your hair is complete with a hairband, what else?” ask Max.

“No, nothing. It just, I’m scared. What if they don’t like me? What if they mocked me out there?” Phoebe’s scared.

“They won’t. Trust me. You’re pretty, you have beautiful voice, and you’re nice. Phoebe, just believe in you!” scolds Max.

“Oh, no. People are clapping. The 7B student has done! Max, help me!” Phoebe’s getting panic.

“Calm down! You’ll be awesome out there. Show yourself.” Said Max.

“Oh, I forgot. Come here, Phoebe. I forgot something.” Add Max. Phoebe’s coming near to Max and he’s kissing Phoebe’s forehead!

“That’s for your luck.” Said Max softly. Phoebe can’t say a word. Her cheeks are getting red. Now, she’s coming to the stage.

Phoebe introduce herself while Max is back there, making sure that everything’s normal. The song’s come out. That girl with blue dress suddenly feels very confident. She’s singing with relax now. The audiences are very amazed of the pretty girl in front of them. “One Last Time, I need to be the one who takes you home..” sings Phoebe in the end of the song. The audience immediately cheering, clapping very hard, and standing. The 7C students are very proud for their pretty classmate.

Phoebe’s running to Max and she hugs him tightly. “Thank you, Max! I’m serious, these claps are for you. If I win, the trophy is for you. I’m here because of you. Thanks a lot! What can I do for you?” said Phoebe with happy tears.

“You’re welcome. You’re very kind, but I don’t want to.” Answers Max wisely. Phoebe releases her hug and staring at Max’s eyes.

“I don’t care if I win or not. All I care is you now.” Said Phoebe with big smile.

“Thanks, Phoebe. Well, I’m your guardian, remember? All I care is you too.” answers Max.

Now, things have changed. Phoebe has lots of friends and her days are full with happiness. Even Max. People guess that both of them are dating or something. Actually, they’re not. They’re just like best friends, who care of each other and being there when the other needs help.

THE SUN AND THE STARS

In Ancient times, There lived many Gods and Goddesses. Sol was one of the powerful Gods. He was kind, Good, and always helps one in need. Because of his will of justice, all the Gods agrees so that Sol will be crowned as the king of the Galaxy, Andromedia. But, Since then all the Gods and all the Goddesses dislikes him. But they do have a reason for this.

One day, when Sirius the brightest amongst the Gods was inviting many to come to his party. The banquet was so big that all the Gods can be served satisfactingly. But… when everyone was chatting, laughing and drinking, Sol suddenly showed up and ruined everything. On many other days too. He would annoy the Goddesses when they are doing their duties. Even when they bathe in the springs. The Gods do acknowledge his skills in wars and such, but having him as a troublemaker, was worse than anything.

The worst one was when he tried to steal Aldabaron’s horn. So that the universe shall bow down to him. This made the Gods wrath raises upon him. They couldn’t take it anymore. They cant riak to be fooled by one of his tricks again. So all the war Gods like Vega, Debeb, Alpha, Arcturus and many more, they gather, they unite. Planning to capture Sol and imprison him in a black hole. A black hole was so strong even light itself could not escape. They fought, they fought with all their stregth and might. But still. Sol was undefeatable. This made the Gods even angrier at him. The Gods went to Metis. The wisest amongst the Goddesses.

“He cant be left alone like this. He will bring more problems in the future!” Said Vega.

“Cant you just drag him into a blackhole over the edge?!” said Arcturus.

Metis stood up from her throne. And said “Sol, actions have consequences. Now that all the Gods and Goddesses hates your wrong doings, thou you shall be exiled from here” by the time Metis finished her sentence, Sol vanished. From Andromedia to Milky Way. Becoming the Sun. And the other Gods were the stars. But they will never meet each other again. Even tho they share the same sky. For the sun shines at Day. For the stars shines at night.

CATUR POLITIK INDONESIA

Selesai sholat dhuzur di rumah. Dono segera duduk ruang tamu tak lupa mengambil Hpnya. Menonton Dono lewat You Tobe. Dengan seksama Dono menonton salah satu artis ibukota penyanyi dangdut. Sampai beberapa vidio. Lalu Indro dateng membawa papan catur dan duduk bersama Dono.

"Asik banget Dono. Nonton apa?" tanya Indro.

"Nonton penyanyi dangdut," saut Dono.

"Jangan.....jangan Dono penyanyi dangdut yang kamu tulis di Blog kamu yang di beri judul Bidadari Lesti. Atau sebenarnya Bidadari hati," kata Indro sambil mengatur bidang catur.

"Mungkin iya mungkin juga iya. Tatapi saya ada yang aneh saja menonton penampilan Lesti saat duet dengan Rara....saja Indro."

"Itu kan biasa Dono. Masalah kecil. Lesti kamu teringat pada mantan kekasih kamu yang mungkin jadi istri kamu sedangkan yang Rara di jodohin yang kemungkinan jelas sampai sekarang pun kalau kamu bilang iya......jadi masa depan kamu. Masalahnya....paling utama sih kenangan kamu melihat Lesti...seperti mantan kekasih kamu. Kenangan....Dono. Membuai keadaan. Ini semua mau penulis sedangkan tokoh utama dalam tulisan ini....kamu Dono."

"Kalau itu saya tahu mau penulis. Saya tokoh hanya mengikuti sekenario yang telah di konsep rapih dan tidak bisa diubah. Jadi jalannya jujur ...ya kan Indro.

"Iya jujur. Kalau begitu jalan main caturnya!"

"Saya jalannin bidak catur ini. Tapi kenapa saya putih? Sedang kamu hitam Indro?" 

"Masalahnya kamu mendukung Joko Widodo sedang saya Prabowo......dalam realita kehidupan,"  penjelasan Indro.

"Kalau kamu kaitkan pemainan catur kita ini. Namanya Catur Politik Indonesia ...ya kan Indro,"

"Iya......dimana setiap pemimpin telah merencanakan setiap strategi politiknya untuk menang menjadi presiden. Maka itu saya maju ini ster....saya alias Sandiaga Uno untuk menghalangi langkah pergerakan dari raja alias Joko Widodo," kata Indro dengan antusias main caturnya.

"Wah duh...kacau. Pergerakan saya terbaca. Makruf Amin sebagai ster harus di majukan untuk melawan langkah Sandiaga Uno sebagai ster. Raja saya alias Joko Widodo selamat dari langkah yang mematikan," kata Dono sambil membagi pikirannya dengan tontonan di You Tube.

"Saya...makan pion kamu. Fokus Dono main caturnya. Jangan menganalisa tontonan vidio penyanyi kesukaan kamu. Kamu itu hanya terbuai dengan masa lampau. Ikhlaskan orang yang tidak menjadi pendamping hidup kamu. Nanti juga  ada jawaban siapa yang kamu pilih jadi pendamping hidup kamu?" kata Indro memberikan nasehat pada Dono.

"Iya deh saya fokus makin catur politiknya. Tapi ngomong-ngomong Prabowo itu selalu di kaitkan dengan Soeharto. Maka orang-orang tidak bisa menaikan dia menjadi Presiden pada masa pergantian saat Susilo Bambang Yudoyono tidak menjadi Presiden lagi. Akhirnya rakyat lebih memilih Joko Widodo karena pola kerjanya merakyat," sedikit cerita Dono sambil melangkahkan pion-pion caturnya.

"Iya..sih. Tapi sekarang sih beda. Sekarang orang sudah tahu mana yang benar dan salah. Untuk apa mengorek luka lama tapi ternyata gak ada hasil. Jadi Prabowo punya kualitas sekarang karena ada generasi muda yang mendukung," kata Indro.

"Ok...kalau begitu. Tapi saya makan kuda kamu Indro. Kebiasaan masuk daerah jebakan tanpa kamu perhitungkan. Ster ....saya hebatkan Mak'ruf Amin. Salah satu tokoh agama yang tersohor di gaet oleh Joko Widodo untuk menjadi wakilnya membantu menjalankan pemerintahan."

"Saya sedikit lengah. Tetapi saja juga memakan benteng kamu ...Dono. Generasi muda sekarang terus berubah sesuai kondisi. Maka peluncur saya bisa memakan benteng kamu yang menyusun barisan pertahan lewat elit politik."

"Bener-bener mulai kacau. Strategi politik telah terbaca. Kemungkinan kalah bisa terjadi di permainan catur ini. Padahal debat terbukanya kan belum mulai Indro...?"

"Belumlah masih ngurus pola yang tepat untuk di usung dalam perdebatan. Maksudnya membangun Indonesia dari sisi pemahaman Prabowo ataukah Joko Widodo....itu saja  Dono."

Lagi asik keduanya Kasino langsung duduk dan membawa makan yang enak. Kasino menyantap makan itu dengan asik banget. Dono dan Indro ngiler dan gotein Kasino.

"Kalian berdua kalau mau makan mie goreng buatan saya ambil sendiri di dapur. Saya masak banyak!" kata Kasino yang asik melahap makannya.

"Asik makan...., " kata Dono dengan antusias.

"Saya ikutan juga Dono......," saut Indro.

"Dasar anak-anak," saut Kasino.

Dono dan Indro bergerak mengambil makan mie goreng di dapur. Kasino yang asik makan mulai mengangkat kakinya kemeja alias sok jadi raja. Tak sengaja dan tak terduga menyenggol papan catur sampai pion catur berantakan di lantai.

"Astaga.....salah lagi. Sok jadi raja. Eh malah memberantakan permainan catur Dono dan Indro," kata penyesalan Kasino.

Kasino menaruh piringnya di meja langsung. Membereskan permainan catur Dono dan Kasino yang berantakan. Lalu Dono dan Indro dateng ke ruang tamu hendak duduk bareng makan mie goreng. Dan melihat ulah Kasino yang membereskan papan catur.

"Wah....berantakan deh permainan kita ...Indro," kata Dono langsung duduk.

"Iya...berantakan. Tapi tidak apa-apa yang penting makan," saut Indro duduk disebelah Dono.

"Maaf deh saya yang memberantakan pemainan catur kalian berdua," kata Kasino.

"Tidak ada masalah Kasino cuman permainan catur saja. Toh yang menentukan menang atau tidaknya permainan sebenarnya antara Joko Widodo dan Prabowo adalah Rakyat," kata Dono.

"Benar...sekali...Rakyat jawabannya," saut Indro.

"Kalian berdua ini ngomongin apaan sih?" tanya Kasino.

"CATUR POLITIK INDONESIA," kata Dono dan Indro bersamaan.

"Ya..elahhhh..... CATUR POLITIK INDONESIA toh. Jawabannya Rakyat. Berarti kalian Rakyat berarti kalian berdua ikut andil dalam proses DEMOKRASI INDONESIA," kata Kasino.

"Emang kami....tuh maunya PENULIS.....," kata Dono dan Indro bersamaan.

"Ya sudahlah sebagai penengahnya saya Kasino menyatakan dasarnya Rakyat alias KPU.....jawabannya adalah...draw-lah...belum waktunya pemilihan. Lebih antusias lagi dekat dengan rakyat!" kata Kasino.

"Setuju...............................................," jawab Dono dan Indro bersamaan.

Dono, Kasino, dan Indro melanjutkan makan mie goreng dengan asik banget sampai kenyang.


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