KAU LULUHKAN HATIKU DENGAN JILBABMU
Oleh Satya Zulfiqar Ipnu
Malam semakin larut...
Mata pun tak dapat terpejam..
Lentera kecil menemani ku..
Disudut ruang penuh kesepian..
Ku sandarkan ujung hari ku disini..
Di antara retakan sutera penghangat kalbu..
Nafas panjang melepas beban pikiran ku..
Sekilas hadir bayanganmu di sampingku..
Ingin ku sapa lembut dengan salam ku..
Kupeluk erat dengan do'a ku..
kumanjakan kamu dengan nada-nada dzikir ku..
Sebagai tanda betapa aku menyayangimu..
Kau sentuh hatiku dengan ujung jilbabmu..
Hadirmu mu mengobati dahaga rindu ku..
Bersemi bahagia yang telah lama terkubur rasa duka..
Berguguran segala kesedihan di yang telah ada..
Rasa ini bagai air yang mengalir menuju muaranya..
Dimana aku dan kamu terseret arus yang sama..
Disana kita bersatu walau berasal dari tempat yang beda..
Memberi warna pada telaga bersemi cinta..
Usahlah berfikir jari manismu melingkar cincin dari aku atau tidak..
Yakinlah rasa sayangku melingkar erat di hati dan ragamu..
Sepanjang goresan tinta tak akan mampu memujamu..
Hamparan samudera tak akan sanggup menampung cinta dan sayangku padamu...
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Kamis, 19 Maret 2015
Kucintai Kau Dengan Sunahku
KUCINTAI KAU DENGAN SUNAHKU
Oleh Satya Zulfiqar Ipnu
Awan mendung meyapa malamku
Dikala hati sedang merindu parasmu
Paras elok berbalut kain pelindungmu
Melindungi syahwat dari nafsu celaka
Paras yang sepanjang waktu aku tunggu
Paras yang selalu membuat aku tak sanggup menatapnya berlama-lama
Bukan aku tak bisa,aku hanya tak sanggup merendahkannya
Merendahkan paras mulia dengan mata penuh dosa
Kau tercipta dari tulang paling dekat dengan hatiku
Tempatmu sungguh mulia lagi jauh dari noda dunia
Jangan kau berkecil hati karenanya
Lebih baik kau malu didunia,daripada malu dihadapan-NYA
Sampai saat nanti tiba waktunya
Waktu aku ucapkan kata didepan saksi dan penghulu
Saat itu pula kau halal bagiku
Halal dalam segala sunah dan wajib ku
Biarlah sekarang aku hanya merindu
Merindu sosok istimewa dari Tuhanku untukku
Tugasku menjagamu dalam setiap langkahku
Melindungimu dalam setiap cobaan gelora jiwa mudamu
SENJA MERINDU
Oleh Rainy Zikri
Rona senja telah menjingga
Membias melembut diujung langit
Rinai hujan yang tersisa
Sejukkan jiwa basuh segala asa
Oh angin senja terbangkan rasa rindu ku
Lagukan symphoni rindu dalam indah mimpinya
Ku luruhkan rinai rinduku tuk mu yang merindu
Hadirkan rindu ini dalam setiap mimpinya
Disaat ku rindukan mu
Keindahan yang tercipta
Penuhi relung relung ku
Bayangkan gelak tawa mu yang ceria
Lukiskan indah mata mu yang berbinar
Damaikan risau jiwaku yang mengingat mu
Saat kau pun rindukan ku.....
Oleh Satya Zulfiqar Ipnu
Awan mendung meyapa malamku
Dikala hati sedang merindu parasmu
Paras elok berbalut kain pelindungmu
Melindungi syahwat dari nafsu celaka
Paras yang sepanjang waktu aku tunggu
Paras yang selalu membuat aku tak sanggup menatapnya berlama-lama
Bukan aku tak bisa,aku hanya tak sanggup merendahkannya
Merendahkan paras mulia dengan mata penuh dosa
Kau tercipta dari tulang paling dekat dengan hatiku
Tempatmu sungguh mulia lagi jauh dari noda dunia
Jangan kau berkecil hati karenanya
Lebih baik kau malu didunia,daripada malu dihadapan-NYA
Sampai saat nanti tiba waktunya
Waktu aku ucapkan kata didepan saksi dan penghulu
Saat itu pula kau halal bagiku
Halal dalam segala sunah dan wajib ku
Biarlah sekarang aku hanya merindu
Merindu sosok istimewa dari Tuhanku untukku
Tugasku menjagamu dalam setiap langkahku
Melindungimu dalam setiap cobaan gelora jiwa mudamu
SENJA MERINDU
Oleh Rainy Zikri
Rona senja telah menjingga
Membias melembut diujung langit
Rinai hujan yang tersisa
Sejukkan jiwa basuh segala asa
Oh angin senja terbangkan rasa rindu ku
Lagukan symphoni rindu dalam indah mimpinya
Ku luruhkan rinai rinduku tuk mu yang merindu
Hadirkan rindu ini dalam setiap mimpinya
Disaat ku rindukan mu
Keindahan yang tercipta
Penuhi relung relung ku
Bayangkan gelak tawa mu yang ceria
Lukiskan indah mata mu yang berbinar
Damaikan risau jiwaku yang mengingat mu
Saat kau pun rindukan ku.....
Untuk sang kekasih
UNTUK SANG KEKASIH
Oleh Untuk Sang Kekasih
Aku mencintaimu kekasih...
Tapi tak sepenuh jiwa dan ragaku....
Kestianku takkan kuberikan padamu untuk saat ini...
Tidak untuk hubungan yang tak tertulis di kitab langit ini...
Jika kau benar ingin aku dan kau menyatu...
Bersujudlah,merataplah,berharaplah,agar kita bisa bersatu dalam ikatan suci...
Berbagi duka...
Berbagi suka..
Berbagi mimpi...
Berbagi harapan...
Tidak kasih....
Aku tak ragu akan kehendak jiwamu padaku...
Aku hanya ingin berbagi jiwa dan raga,pada siapa kelak yang akan menandatangani surat perjanjian dari surga...
Agar bisa terus bersama,menapaki tangga kehidupan didunia...
Berharaplah itu kau aku......
Oleh Untuk Sang Kekasih
Aku mencintaimu kekasih...
Tapi tak sepenuh jiwa dan ragaku....
Kestianku takkan kuberikan padamu untuk saat ini...
Tidak untuk hubungan yang tak tertulis di kitab langit ini...
Jika kau benar ingin aku dan kau menyatu...
Bersujudlah,merataplah,berharaplah,agar kita bisa bersatu dalam ikatan suci...
Berbagi duka...
Berbagi suka..
Berbagi mimpi...
Berbagi harapan...
Tidak kasih....
Aku tak ragu akan kehendak jiwamu padaku...
Aku hanya ingin berbagi jiwa dan raga,pada siapa kelak yang akan menandatangani surat perjanjian dari surga...
Agar bisa terus bersama,menapaki tangga kehidupan didunia...
Berharaplah itu kau aku......
LUKISAN KHAYALAN
LUKISAN KHAYALAN
Oleh Anwar Fauzi
Ketika kugoreskan pensil diatas kertas putih,
kulukiskan indahnya wajahmu,
sambil kuputar lagu bertemakan cinta ,
membuat suasana romantis tercipta,
Kamarku yang sempit berantakan,
seolah menjadi restoran berkelas,
cahaya lampu yang terang ,
berubah menjadi 1 lilin ditengah meja makan,
Lukisan wajahmu kubayangkan adalah dirimu,
seakan kita sedang duduk berhadapan dalam 1 meja,
aku menatap indahnya wajahmu,
dan kamu menatap kebawah karena tesipu malu,
Aku dan kamu gugup untuk memulai obrolan,
sehingga suasana menjadi hening tanpa suara,
hanya ada alunan musik yang merdu,
inilah khayalan saat aku melukis indahnya wajahmu,
UNTUK SANG KEKASIH
Oleh Untuk Sang Kekasih
Aku mencintaimu kekasih...
Tapi tak sepenuh jiwa dan ragaku....
Kestianku takkan kuberikan padamu untuk saat ini...
Tidak untuk hubungan yang tak tertulis di kitab langit ini...
Jika kau benar ingin aku dan kau menyatu...
Bersujudlah,merataplah,berharaplah,agar kita bisa bersatu dalam ikatan suci...
Berbagi duka...
Berbagi suka..
Berbagi mimpi...
Berbagi harapan...
Tidak kasih....
Aku tak ragu akan kehendak jiwamu padaku...
Aku hanya ingin berbagi jiwa dan raga,pada siapa kelak yang akan menandatangani surat perjanjian dari surga...
Agar bisa terus bersama,menapaki tangga kehidupan didunia...
Berharaplah itu kau aku......
Oleh Anwar Fauzi
Ketika kugoreskan pensil diatas kertas putih,
kulukiskan indahnya wajahmu,
sambil kuputar lagu bertemakan cinta ,
membuat suasana romantis tercipta,
Kamarku yang sempit berantakan,
seolah menjadi restoran berkelas,
cahaya lampu yang terang ,
berubah menjadi 1 lilin ditengah meja makan,
Lukisan wajahmu kubayangkan adalah dirimu,
seakan kita sedang duduk berhadapan dalam 1 meja,
aku menatap indahnya wajahmu,
dan kamu menatap kebawah karena tesipu malu,
Aku dan kamu gugup untuk memulai obrolan,
sehingga suasana menjadi hening tanpa suara,
hanya ada alunan musik yang merdu,
inilah khayalan saat aku melukis indahnya wajahmu,
UNTUK SANG KEKASIH
Oleh Untuk Sang Kekasih
Aku mencintaimu kekasih...
Tapi tak sepenuh jiwa dan ragaku....
Kestianku takkan kuberikan padamu untuk saat ini...
Tidak untuk hubungan yang tak tertulis di kitab langit ini...
Jika kau benar ingin aku dan kau menyatu...
Bersujudlah,merataplah,berharaplah,agar kita bisa bersatu dalam ikatan suci...
Berbagi duka...
Berbagi suka..
Berbagi mimpi...
Berbagi harapan...
Tidak kasih....
Aku tak ragu akan kehendak jiwamu padaku...
Aku hanya ingin berbagi jiwa dan raga,pada siapa kelak yang akan menandatangani surat perjanjian dari surga...
Agar bisa terus bersama,menapaki tangga kehidupan didunia...
Berharaplah itu kau aku......
MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND
MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND
Cerpen Karya Madadinaa
Cerpen Karya Madadinaa
Ramadhan tahun ini sepertinya akan lebih berarti daripada tahun-tahun
sebelumnya, bagaimana tidak? Baru minggu pertama puasa hari-hariku sudah
di penuhi dengan acara buka puasa, atau yang biasa teman-temanku bilang
“Acara Bukber”. Dan acara buka puasa yang paling aku nanti adalah buka
puasa bareng sahabat-sahabat sd-ku. Sekitar enam tahun gak bisa ketemu
karena sibuk urusan sekolah maupun urusan pribadi, akhirnya tahun ini
aku bisa melihat kembali wajah-wajah mereka hahaha. Mereka sekarang
seperti apa ya? Pertanyaan itu yang selalu terbesit di benakku.
“Aku udah di tempat nih, kalian dimana?”. Aku mulai mengetik baris demi baris di grup online dengan jari-jemariku. Cling-cling-cling. Grup pun rame dengan teman-teman sd untuk menjawab satu persatu pertanyaanku.
“Loh sendirian?berangkat sama siapa tadi?”. Ujar seorang cowok berambut cepak yang mengenakan kemeja berwarna biru muda yang semakin membuatnya terlihat kalem.
“Hehe iya nih, tadi di anter sama ayah”. Ucapku singkat sembari melihat lalu-lalang pengunjung dalam restoran dimana tempatku buka puasa bareng.
Pertanyaan singkat itu mengawali obrolan sederhana kami. Kami banyak bercerita tentang masa-masa smp maupun masa-masa sma yang sedang kami jalanin, bercerita tentang masa lalu sd yang memalukan, mendengarkan cerita dia tentang sekolahnya di kota orang. Yap ketika memasuki bangku sma, sahabatku yang satu ini memang memutuskan untuk bersekolah di kota orang, katanya untuk mencari suasana baru. Hidupnya memang terlalu mainstream, namun diam-diam aku selalu kagum dengan sosok-nya.
~~
“Rendiiiii jail banget sih kamu!”. Ucapku sembari melemparkan boneka teddy bear yang awalnya berada dalam pelukanku, dan sekejap boneka kesayanganku itu mengenai wajah Rendy. Ups sepertinya boneka teddy bear berukuran satu meter itu memang akan terasa sakit ketika mengenai seseorang, apalagi wajah. Aku hanya tersenyum jail sembari menjulurkan lidahku ke arah Rendi, sedangkan Rendi sepertinya sedang menyiapkan strategi untuk membalaskan dendam kepadaku.
Memulai pertarungan sengit seperti ini dengan Rendi sudah kufikirkan matang-matang sebelumnya, karena dengan postur tubuh Rendi yang bisa dibilang tinggi dan gagah,s edangkan aku hanya memiliki tinggi sebahunya membuatku selalu kehabisan nafas ketika berlari-lari dengannya.
Sejak pertemuan acara buka puasa seminggu yang lalu itu, hubungan kami semakin dekat, entah semakin dekat sebagai sahabat atau lebih aku tidak mengerti tentang perasaan ini. Yang jelas aku menjalaninya penuh dengan canda, tawa, dan bahagia. Iya, hanya Rendi yang bisa mengembalikan senyumku seketika, Hanya Rendi yang bisa mengembalikan tawaku setelah dia sendiri yang membuatku menangis. This kind of happiness, can it stay forever?
Bulan ramadhan memang telah berakhir, aku baru saja sampai di rumah setelah sekian hari mengunjungi kota-kota lain untuk bersilaturahmi ke rumah nenek maupun saudara. Namun dengan berakhirnya bulan ramadhan yang dibarengi dengan libur sekolah ini membuatku takut kehilangan akan sosok yang sekitar satu bulan ini mewarnai kembali hari-hariku, menghidupkan warna pelangi yang sempat berubah menjadi keabu-abuan.
“Setahun lagi aku balik kok, gausah sedih cil, kalo aku pulang rumah kedua yang aku kunjungi pasti rumah kamu”.
“Janji ya”. Cowok itu hanya mengangguk sembari mengambil tas ransel yang diletakkan di sampingnya, lalu pergi meninggalkanku yang hanya bisa diam terpaku, mencoba menahan tangis, tapi itu sulit.
Itu percakapan terakhir kami setelah Rendi kembali pulang ke kota orang lain untuk melanjutkan mencari ilmu disana. Sekolah Rendi memang ketat, di asrama pun dia tidak boleh sampai ketahuan memegang ponsel, kalau sampai ketahuan, ponsel Rendi akan benar-benar disita dan akan dikembalikan ketika Rendi sudah lulus dari sekolah itu. Setelah itu kami memang tidak pernah komunikasi lagi seperti dulu. I have been waiting for you all of my life.
~~
Aku memang sudah menanti hari ini sejak sebulan yang lalu, pasalnya Rendi berjanji akan pulang hari ini, dan aku tidak ingin melewatkan senyuman manisnya itu setelah hampir satu tahun aku tidak pernah lagi melihatnya. Sejak kecil sampai sekarang kami memang tidak mengungkapkan perasaan satu sama lain. Tapi, untuk sekedar bilang aku suka kamu mungkin hampir setiap hari Rendi mengucapkan itu.
“Dorrrrrr, udah kangen banget ya cil sama aku? Hahaha”.
“Apasih! Yaiyalah kangen, satu tahun gak ketemu, emang kamu gak kangen sama aku?”.
“Kangen lah, sini peluk sini, aku gak kangen kamu doang, aku kangen juga sm hatimu, hahaha, aku sayang kamu cil”. Ujar Rendi yang entah ini hanya gurauan atau memang tulus, yang jelas pelukannya kali ini benar-benar terasa tulus. I want your world begin and end with me.
“Aku udah di tempat nih, kalian dimana?”. Aku mulai mengetik baris demi baris di grup online dengan jari-jemariku. Cling-cling-cling. Grup pun rame dengan teman-teman sd untuk menjawab satu persatu pertanyaanku.
“Loh sendirian?berangkat sama siapa tadi?”. Ujar seorang cowok berambut cepak yang mengenakan kemeja berwarna biru muda yang semakin membuatnya terlihat kalem.
“Hehe iya nih, tadi di anter sama ayah”. Ucapku singkat sembari melihat lalu-lalang pengunjung dalam restoran dimana tempatku buka puasa bareng.
Pertanyaan singkat itu mengawali obrolan sederhana kami. Kami banyak bercerita tentang masa-masa smp maupun masa-masa sma yang sedang kami jalanin, bercerita tentang masa lalu sd yang memalukan, mendengarkan cerita dia tentang sekolahnya di kota orang. Yap ketika memasuki bangku sma, sahabatku yang satu ini memang memutuskan untuk bersekolah di kota orang, katanya untuk mencari suasana baru. Hidupnya memang terlalu mainstream, namun diam-diam aku selalu kagum dengan sosok-nya.
~~
“Rendiiiii jail banget sih kamu!”. Ucapku sembari melemparkan boneka teddy bear yang awalnya berada dalam pelukanku, dan sekejap boneka kesayanganku itu mengenai wajah Rendy. Ups sepertinya boneka teddy bear berukuran satu meter itu memang akan terasa sakit ketika mengenai seseorang, apalagi wajah. Aku hanya tersenyum jail sembari menjulurkan lidahku ke arah Rendi, sedangkan Rendi sepertinya sedang menyiapkan strategi untuk membalaskan dendam kepadaku.
Memulai pertarungan sengit seperti ini dengan Rendi sudah kufikirkan matang-matang sebelumnya, karena dengan postur tubuh Rendi yang bisa dibilang tinggi dan gagah,s edangkan aku hanya memiliki tinggi sebahunya membuatku selalu kehabisan nafas ketika berlari-lari dengannya.
Sejak pertemuan acara buka puasa seminggu yang lalu itu, hubungan kami semakin dekat, entah semakin dekat sebagai sahabat atau lebih aku tidak mengerti tentang perasaan ini. Yang jelas aku menjalaninya penuh dengan canda, tawa, dan bahagia. Iya, hanya Rendi yang bisa mengembalikan senyumku seketika, Hanya Rendi yang bisa mengembalikan tawaku setelah dia sendiri yang membuatku menangis. This kind of happiness, can it stay forever?
Bulan ramadhan memang telah berakhir, aku baru saja sampai di rumah setelah sekian hari mengunjungi kota-kota lain untuk bersilaturahmi ke rumah nenek maupun saudara. Namun dengan berakhirnya bulan ramadhan yang dibarengi dengan libur sekolah ini membuatku takut kehilangan akan sosok yang sekitar satu bulan ini mewarnai kembali hari-hariku, menghidupkan warna pelangi yang sempat berubah menjadi keabu-abuan.
“Setahun lagi aku balik kok, gausah sedih cil, kalo aku pulang rumah kedua yang aku kunjungi pasti rumah kamu”.
“Janji ya”. Cowok itu hanya mengangguk sembari mengambil tas ransel yang diletakkan di sampingnya, lalu pergi meninggalkanku yang hanya bisa diam terpaku, mencoba menahan tangis, tapi itu sulit.
Itu percakapan terakhir kami setelah Rendi kembali pulang ke kota orang lain untuk melanjutkan mencari ilmu disana. Sekolah Rendi memang ketat, di asrama pun dia tidak boleh sampai ketahuan memegang ponsel, kalau sampai ketahuan, ponsel Rendi akan benar-benar disita dan akan dikembalikan ketika Rendi sudah lulus dari sekolah itu. Setelah itu kami memang tidak pernah komunikasi lagi seperti dulu. I have been waiting for you all of my life.
~~
Aku memang sudah menanti hari ini sejak sebulan yang lalu, pasalnya Rendi berjanji akan pulang hari ini, dan aku tidak ingin melewatkan senyuman manisnya itu setelah hampir satu tahun aku tidak pernah lagi melihatnya. Sejak kecil sampai sekarang kami memang tidak mengungkapkan perasaan satu sama lain. Tapi, untuk sekedar bilang aku suka kamu mungkin hampir setiap hari Rendi mengucapkan itu.
“Dorrrrrr, udah kangen banget ya cil sama aku? Hahaha”.
“Apasih! Yaiyalah kangen, satu tahun gak ketemu, emang kamu gak kangen sama aku?”.
“Kangen lah, sini peluk sini, aku gak kangen kamu doang, aku kangen juga sm hatimu, hahaha, aku sayang kamu cil”. Ujar Rendi yang entah ini hanya gurauan atau memang tulus, yang jelas pelukannya kali ini benar-benar terasa tulus. I want your world begin and end with me.
A MAN WITH 'A BAG'
A MAN WITH 'A BAG'
Written by Armada Sitorus
Written by Armada Sitorus
It is a real story, i ever found some men with many special things with them;gadget, bike, car and many things, but i found this man is so different. He is a good man, he looks great with short jeans and white casual tshirt. He loves music as well; singing, playing guitar, playing piano and he loves swimming and traveling too. When he was a kid, his father took him to a great city for holiday, and since that time he got inspired for he saw many beautiful things great buildings, crowded people and a life at the city. He decided to go out of his vilage after he finished his junior high school.
A really long three years, he lived a way from his family. It was all about faith, with great fights then he finished his sunior high school. He did much things by his own hands, he understood that he's alone. After all that fights, he started a new fight. He dreamed about a new life and a good life. He then continued his study to university but he knew what he had 'nothing' no money and no job but he believed that he can do it. At the first year in university he was really in misery; no money, no food but he had good friends. Sometimes, he sang for many or touhgt children in his neihgbour.
At the second year, he moved to a church. It was one of great churchs in this city. Ouh i'm sorry i even haven't told you who's he and where's he from. His name's Adam, yah that's how his friends call him. He's from North Sumatera 'Medan' and he's now in South Sumatera 'Palembang'. Yah, he moved to this city, not really a big city but he loved to be here. Well, lets go to the line. Then, at the second year he lived his days in this church. He got much things from this church; new friends, new skills, new experiences and a new begining because after a year this great church kicked him out. 'ouh really bad'. But he really gave thanks to this church. He told himself 'i may not stay in here anymore but i'll still go to this church'.
Everything was going well that time, he got a good job and at the third year, a good busnisman asked him to take care of the busnisman's house. That's a good and big house. At that time he phoned his parent and talked about his younger brother. He asked his brother to stay with him, his parent did it and then he lived with his younger brother. As a good elder brother, he looked for a job for his younger brother. Arjun, yah.. That's how friends called him.
At the forth year, he finished his college. That moment was the very best moment of his life. He has sucrificed much things, but that day he won it as he calabrated his graduation with the two of his parent. His parent was very proud of him, they looked very happy; they loughed, they smiled and they told people in their vilage proudly that their beloved son became a 'Sarjana' now. He, his brother and his parent, they knew that it was not the end, but it was just the beginning.
In all that misery and happiness, there's always a really loyal friend that never let him alone, 'a bag'. It actually sounds weird, how come 'a bag' can be a loyal friend?. But this man proves and answers that question. For all days in his life, he never, even once go without his 'bag'. Even this year, i can still see the same things at him. In this year, four months after his graduation, he has been trying hard to find a good job. But then he relized that he has a great chance to be succes. The only one thing that he needs is 'a bag'. He decided to work as a teacher. 'yah, it sounds bad #suck'. He is actually a smart boy, he is not familiar with the word 'give up'. In his life he starts everything with the words 'yes i want it and i will do it' he will do anything he wanted, no matter he can or not, that's not a problem for him.
Today, he works for nobody, because he works as a private teacher, he is the boss for himself. He teachs from door to door. He just always does the very best of him for his clients. He doesn't have many clients yet, but he bileives he will and he keeps in his deepest heart that he will have a place where many A man with 'a bag'
It is a real story, i ever found some men with many special things with them;gadget, bike, car and many things, but i found this man is so different. He is a good man, he looks great with short jeans and white casual tshirt. He loves music as well; singing, playing guitar, playing piano and he loves swimming and traveling too. When he was a kid, his father took him to a great city for holiday, and since that time he got inspired for he saw many beautiful things great buildings, crowded people and a life at the city. He decided to go out of his vilage after he finished his junior high school.
A really long three years, he lived a way from his family. It was all about faith, with great fights then he finished his sunior high school. He did much things by his own hands, he understood that he's alone. After all that fights, he started a new fight. He dreamed about a new life and a good life. He then continued his study to university but he knew what he had 'nothing' no money and no job but he believed that he can do it. At the first year in university he was really in misery; no money, no food but he had good friends. Sometimes, he sang for many or touhgt children in his neihgbour.
At the second year, he moved to a church. It was one of great churchs in this city. Ouh i'm sorry i even haven't told you who's he and where's he from. His name's Adam, yah that's how his friends call him. He's from North Sumatera 'Medan' and he's now in South Sumatera 'Palembang'. Yah, he moved to this city, not really a big city but he loved to be here. Well, lets go to the line. Then, at the second year he lived his days in this church. He got much things from this church; new friends, new skills, new experiences and a new begining because after a year this great church kicked him out. 'ouh really bad'. But he really gave thanks to this church. He told himself 'i may not stay in here anymore but i'll still go to this church'.
Everything was going well that time, he got a good job and at the third year, a good busnisman asked him to take care of the busnisman's house. That's a good and big house. At that time he phoned his parent and talked about his younger brother. He asked his brother to stay with him, his parent did it and then he lived with his younger brother. As a good elder brother, he looked for a job for his younger brother. Arjun, yah.. That's how friends called him.
At the forth year, he finished his college. That moment was the very best moment of his life. He has sucrificed much things, but that day he won it as he calabrated his graduation with the two of his parent. His parent was very proud of him, they looked very happy; they loughed, they smiled and they told people in their vilage proudly that their beloved son became a 'Sarjana' now. He, his brother and his parent, they knew that it was not the end, but it was just the beginning.
In all that misery and happiness, there's always a really loyal friend that never let him alone, 'a bag'. It actually sounds weird, how come 'a bag' can be a loyal friend?. But this man proves and answers that question. For all days in his life, he never, even once go without his 'bag'. Even this year, i can still see the same things at him. In this year, four months after his graduation, he has been trying hard to find a good job. But then he relized that he has a great chance to be succes. The only one thing that he needs is 'a bag'. He decided to work as a teacher. 'yah, it sounds bad #suck'. He is actually a smart boy, he is not familiar with the word 'give up'. In his life he starts everything with the words 'yes i want it and i will do it' he will do anything he wanted, no matter he can or not, that's not a problem for him.
Today, he works for nobody, because he works as a private teacher, he is the boss for himself. He teachs from door to door. He just always does the very best of him for his clients. He doesn't have many clients yet, but he bileives he will and he keeps in his deepest heart that he will have a place where many people from the poor come and learn with the rich together as one and they may have the same chance for a better future. It's just one of his dreams, and he just started it. There will be a really long way, hard proces and suck days. I do really hope that i can continue writting his story to all of you. I pray so that i can watch the end of his story and his life.
"b'coz reading makes you see and experience something that you never had before". Keep breathing, keep walking, keep working hard, keep doing what you want, keep believing that you're special and uniqe, keep fighting for your own dreams and keep your eyes opened. To be continue................................
Written by Armada Sitorus, S.S.
Based on real story.
Selasa, 17 Maret 2015
The First Experience in Camping
The First Experience in Camping
In
the Friday morning, I saw many students to get ready to come in their
schools. Many goods that they brought for the example were sticks,
ropes, woods and many others. They would do camping. Nevertheless, I did
not where they would do the camping.
From that kind of phenomenon above, suddenly, I remembered when I was in senior high school time, especially in 1st grade of that level. I remembered that in my school at the time, there was regulation about for all new students in the 1st
level might follow camping that was held by my school. I was very
shocked about it. It was because camping was the first time for me. I
never did before.
Before the date of
the day, I and my friends prepared and bought many things for it. For
the example, I and my friends bought hat, rope, new shoes, and tarpaulin
for camping. Then, we also searched woods, and sticks. Besides, each of
camping members might bring basic needs like rice, vegetable oil,
vegetables, cooking spices and others. Those things were used to fulfill
our needs during camping time.
The day of camping came, exactly in the Friday. Each group consisted of 10 members. Then, I belonged to the 3rd
group, where it consisted of me myself, Susi, Lia, Lina, Yuli, Dwi,
Wulan, Wati, Ike and Ratna. There each of members had her own duty. For
the example at the time I , Wati, and Wulan had duty in cooking. Then
the others had different duty of mine. During in camping time, there
were many activities that done by us like we learned how to make tent,
to make litter, we also asked to go around fire and many other
activities. Those activities were very pleased. It taught me about the
meaning of togetherness. That was my first experience in camping.
Senin, 16 Maret 2015
Fantastic Holiday
Last summer I got a fantastic holiday. I visited some great place, I
went to an airport and was going to fly to Cleveland. I was spending
there two days. I liked to see some Cleveland Cavaliers basketball
matches.
Then I went to Hollywood. Hollywood is a famous district in Los Angeles, California, United States. It had become world-famous as the center of the film industry. Four major film companies – Paramount, Warner Bros., RKO and Columbia – had studios in Hollywood. I did not want to leave but I had to.
After that, I went to New York city. I visited the Statue of Liberty. I went from the bottom of Manhattan to the top of the crown. That was very amazing, The places made me feel at home but I have to go home. Next time I would return to them.
Then I went to Hollywood. Hollywood is a famous district in Los Angeles, California, United States. It had become world-famous as the center of the film industry. Four major film companies – Paramount, Warner Bros., RKO and Columbia – had studios in Hollywood. I did not want to leave but I had to.
After that, I went to New York city. I visited the Statue of Liberty. I went from the bottom of Manhattan to the top of the crown. That was very amazing, The places made me feel at home but I have to go home. Next time I would return to them.
Vacation to the beach Anyer
The last holiday, my family went to Anyer beach for a picnic, we leave
in the morning, because of our house to the beach anyer took a 4 hour
drive, so we can play and have fun there longer, we were off to the
beach anyer
After arriving at the beach anyer, we just took a walk because the beach is in front of the hotel. We walked along the seashore, played water and sand. Actually we also wanted to swim in the beach but the lifeguard didn’t allow us. Besides doing many activities we also watched some foreign tourist’s activities. They were lying on the beach, while others were having massage or surfing.
When we felt tired, we took a rest to have some meals and drinks, and at 5:00 pm we came home his end, this is a memorable holiday, next time we will visit again.
After arriving at the beach anyer, we just took a walk because the beach is in front of the hotel. We walked along the seashore, played water and sand. Actually we also wanted to swim in the beach but the lifeguard didn’t allow us. Besides doing many activities we also watched some foreign tourist’s activities. They were lying on the beach, while others were having massage or surfing.
When we felt tired, we took a rest to have some meals and drinks, and at 5:00 pm we came home his end, this is a memorable holiday, next time we will visit again.
Visit Mount Ciremai
last weekend, my family and me went for a holiday, the goal of the tourist attractions in Mount Ciremai, our family is really like when on vacation to the mountains, after me and my family was getting ready we immediately take a trip to get there by car.
after a few hours, we finally got there, I immediately felt happy family, the parents we see the beautiful scenery, and adiku play games in Swift, there is very cool air once, and do not forget we also take pictures.
after we are satisfied, my family and I finally came home, it was a nice holiday.
after a few hours, we finally got there, I immediately felt happy family, the parents we see the beautiful scenery, and adiku play games in Swift, there is very cool air once, and do not forget we also take pictures.
after we are satisfied, my family and I finally came home, it was a nice holiday.
Camping
Last weekend, my friends and I went camping. We reached the camping
ground after we walked for about one and a half hour from the parking
lot. We built the camp next to a small river. It was getting darker and
colder, so we built a fire camp.
The next day, we spent our time observing plantation and insects while the girls were preparing meals. In the afternoon we went to the river and caught some fish for supper. At night, we held a fire camp night. We sang, danced, read poetry, played magic tricks, and even some of us performed a standing comedy.
On Monday, we packed our bags and got ready to go home.
The next day, we spent our time observing plantation and insects while the girls were preparing meals. In the afternoon we went to the river and caught some fish for supper. At night, we held a fire camp night. We sang, danced, read poetry, played magic tricks, and even some of us performed a standing comedy.
On Monday, we packed our bags and got ready to go home.
The three farmer’s son
Once upon a time, there lived a sick
poor farmer aid his three sons: Bill, Thomas, and john. Being on the
point of death, the father bequeathed his things to them. Bill inherited
his cow, Thomas got his plow, and john received his plant’s seeds. Soon
afterward, their father died. Bill and Thomas decided to go out from
their small hut and lived their life alone. When their little brother
asked them to lend him their plow and cow, they refused to help and
mocked him. Then they sold their cow and plow and spent the money
without thinking of the future. John then couldn’t help but worked hard
by himself to grow the seeds without any help from his brothers.
Years passed, john had gathered the
sweet fruits of his sweats and hard works in the past and thus became a
rich farmer. One day when he was buying some fruits in the market,
somebody stole his wallet. As he ran to get his wallet back, the thief
hit a beggar and fell down. John then realized that the thief and the
beggar were his own brothers. Bill and Thomas then begged for their
little brother forgiveness of being so arrogant and selfish. After
listening to his brothers’ stories, john invited his brothers to live
together with him. The three then worked together and became great and
rich farmers.
Jumat, 13 Maret 2015
Unforgettable Trip
Unforgettable Trip
One
month ago, I went to visit my aunt and my uncle in Bandung. I visited
my aunt; it was because that month was the holiday time of my school. In
addition, I really missed with my cute nephew. She was Putri. Putri was
my youngest nephew who really cute and the most beautiful one among
other nephews that I had.
Then, I
visited my aunt and my uncle’s home with my parents, my mom and my
father. I was really glad when my parents ached my desirability to visit
them. My family went in Bogor by using airplane. I was very excited. It
was because by airplane was the first time for me when going to
somewhere. In the airplane, I saw some pilots in it. They were very kind
and friendly to all people who existed in that plane, included of me
myself. Besides, I also could see everything in the ground. It was very
small and looked very beautiful. It was the experience that would never
be forgotten by me.
At 7: 00 o’clock
in the evening, I and my parents arrived in the airport. There, I and my
family saw my aunt, my uncle, and my cute nephew. I was really happy.
Then, I kissed my cute nephew directly. She only smiled. Then I asked
her to play together with me. We played together.
Then
the purpose of my uncle and his family themselves on the airport was to
pick up my family. Then, after that we together leaved the airport to
my aunt and my uncle’s house. Before arriving to my aunt and my uncle’s
house, my family was asked by them to come in the Restaurant first, in
order to have dinner.
In the
restaurant, I and all my family ordered our favorite food that was sea
food. After getting full, we decided to continue the trip to come in my
aunt family’s house. There, I and my father were welcomed to enter their
house.Then my family was feted well by them by giving any kind of
snack, and warm tea. Then, before that, I and family took bath first. It
was because my family’s trip that day was very exhausted, but very
pleased.After that, I decided to take rest in order to prepare energy
for activities in the next day.
The Wrong Number
I had a good friend in university. Her
name was Kurnia. Nevertheless, because there was problem with her in
university that we studied, it made her to move to another university.
Then she moved to private university that had long distance with my
university .For that background, it made me and Kurnia long not to see
again.
Four months since Kurna moved
to another university, I and Kurnia did not ever meet yet. I missed her
so much. So did she. It was because at before I and Kurnia were always
together. We often shared together toward everything that happened to
us. For that, I decided to visit her in her dormitory.
Before
going to Kurnia’s dormitory, I asked her dormitory’s address that could
be met by me myself. Then, she gave her complete dormitory’s address
that was on Jl. R.A. Kartini No. 13, Sumbang, Bandung. Then, by
receiving Kurnia’s address. I was bent to visit her. Even though, I did
not know where the location was.
In
making me to find easier her location, she gave me other directions. For
the example, she gave the directions about what kind of transportations
that might be chosen by me, what the name of that transportation was.
By
provision of Kurnia’s address and direction, I went to Kurnia house. I
was accompanied by Putri, my sister. I and my sister used transportation
as which suggested by her. Then, almost 2 hours, I and my sister were
on the bus. Finally we arrived in Subang. Then, the next step for I and
my sister was to find the exact Kurnia’s address that was on Jl. R.A.
Kartini No. 13. Nevertheless, during a half hour, we did not find that
address. That we found was Jl. R.A. Kartini No. 30. Then, I confirmed to
my friend again about where her address exactly whether on Jl. R.A.
Kartini No. 13 or Jl. R.A. Kartini No. 30. Then she confirmed about her
address and said sorry by giving wrong number. Her true address was
onR.A. Kartini No. 30. It was because the number was changed recently.
She forgot. Then, after that I and my sister backed again to the first
address that we found, on R.A. Kartini No. 30. Then, finally we found
Kurnia, my good friend.
The World Changed My Old Friend
The World Changed My Old Friend
Two
days ago, when I and my mom went to mall, I met my old friend in
Elementary school with her friends. She was Vita. In my school at the
time, Vita was well known as calm student, low profile, and very kind.
Nevertheless, two days ago in Mall, I did not believe that my friend who
was known good person, the fact she was not. She did not recognize that
I was her old friend. Even though, I introduced myself clearly.
Nevertheless, she still did not want to recognize me as her friend in
front of her friends. Then, she asked her friends to not care about who I
was. Then, they leaved me and my mother without saying anything. I was
very sad about her action to me. Moreover, she did it in front of my mom
too. I did not want my mom sad.
That
event above happened when I and my mom walked in a mall to seek new bag
for me. It was because my bag was broken. Then, on the intersection of
path on the mall, I saw Vita with her friends. She was talking and
laughing with her friends loudly. I knew well her style in talking and
in laughing. Then, I invited my mom to approach Vita and her friends
first, before doing shopping.
When approaching my old friend, Vita,
and her friends, I asked to her to make sure that she was Vita. Then,
she asked who I was. Then I answered that I was her old friend in
Elementary school in Pontianak who had name Sessy. Then, she answered
that she did not have a friend liked me when she studied in that school.
She said that I met the wrong person, not vita who I meant. Then, she
and her friends went without saying good bye.
Through
that event, my mom said to me that I might be patient toward painful
action that was done by my old friend, Vita. Then, I also might give
forgiveness to her and also as the learning for me myself that not to be
arrogant person, because it made other people felt painful.
Holiday in Grandma and Grandpa’s House
Holiday in Grandma and Grandpa’s House
One
week ago, I got holiday. It was because in my school was held final
examination for all students in the last level in my school or many
people called it as UAN. For that, by using my leisure time, I
chose to go to my grandmother’s house in Bogor. The reasons I chose that
place were because I not only missed my grandma and grandpa, but I also
really liked to visit Bogor because this area had cool weather, and
beautiful scenery. So that by those reasons, I believed that they could
refresh my brain from all burden in the school like the home work that
required me to finish it.
When I was
in my grandma and grandpa’s house, I was invited by them to see their
tea garden. I was excited to do that. Then, we went to that garden by
private car. After we arrived in the garden, I saw all in the green one
and I saw many people worked to pick tea leaves. I could not say
anything when seeing those phenomena. I awed with those things. I though
how perfect the God creation was.
By
seeing those phenomena, I run to that garden to see the workers
directly to know how the way in picking the tea leave correctly. There, I
introduced myself to them as grandchild of their boss. So did them. In
that garden, I was not only taught by them about how to pick tea leaves
correctly , but I also was taught about how the way to indentify tea
leaves which were ready to be taken. So that, I did not do the mistake
in choosing the tea leaves to be picked.
After
studying during a half hour from my grandma and grandpa’s workers, I
tried to pick tea leaves with my own. I wanted to help them and I did
not want them to observe me in doing that. It was because I believed
that I could do it correctly as they taught me before. Then, after an
hour, I picked the leaves. I showed my result to them. They said that my
work was good. I was very satisfied and happy about it because I could
show to my grandma and grandma that I could do it, as their workers did.
Foto dan Biodata JKT48 Personil : Frieska Anastasia Laksani
Foto dan Biodata JKT48 Personil : Frieska Anastasia Laksani
Name : Frieska Anastasia Laksani
Birthday : 04 Maret 1996
Blood : O
Horoscope : Pisces
Tinggi Badan : 160cm
Julukan Frieska
Name : Frieska Anastasia Laksani
Birthday : 04 Maret 1996
Blood : O
Horoscope : Pisces
Tinggi Badan : 160cm
Julukan Frieska
Foto dan Biodata JKT48 Personil : Devi Kinal Putri
Foto dan Biodata JKT48 Personil : Devi Kinal Putri
Name : Devi Kinal Putri
Birthday : 02 Januari 1996
Blood : A
Horoscope : Capricorn
Tinggi Badan : 162cm
Julukan Devi
Name : Devi Kinal Putri
Birthday : 02 Januari 1996
Blood : A
Horoscope : Capricorn
Tinggi Badan : 162cm
Julukan Devi
Foto dan Biodata JKT48 Personil : Delima Rizky
Name : Delima Rizky
Birthday : 25 Oktober 1997
Blood : B
Horoscope : Scorpio
Tinggi Badan : 159cm
Julukan Delima
Rabu, 03 Desember 2014
The Tale of Benjamin Bunny
FOR THE CHILDREN OF SAWREY FROM OLD MR. BUNNY
ONE morning a little rabbit sat on a bank.
He pricked his ears and listened to the trit-trot, trit-trot of a pony.
A gig was coming along the road; it was driven by Mr. McGregor, and beside him sat Mrs. McGregor in her best bonnet.
AS soon as they had passed, little Benjamin Bunny slid down into the road, and set off—with a hop, skip and a jump—to call upon his relations, who lived in the wood at the back of Mr. McGregor's garden.
THAT wood was full of rabbit holes; and in the neatest sandiest hole of all, cousins—Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter.
Old Mrs. Rabbit was a widow; she earned her living by knitting rabbit-wool mittens and muffetees (I once bought a pair at a bazaar). She also sold herbs, and rosemary tea, and rabbit-tobacco (which is what WE call lavender).
LITTLE Benjamin did not very much want to see his Aunt.
He came round the back of the fir-tree, and nearly tumbled upon the top of his Cousin Peter.
PETER was sitting by himself. He looked poorly, and was dressed in a red cotton pocket-handkerchief.
"Peter,"—said little Benjamin, in a whisper—"who has got your clothes?"
PETER replied—"The scarecrow in Mr. McGregor's garden," and described how he had been chased about the garden, and had dropped his shoes and coat.
Little Benjamin sat down beside his cousin, and assured him that Mr. McGregor had gone out in a gig, and Mrs. McGregor also; and certainly for the day, because she was wearing her best bonnet.
PETER said he hoped that it would rain.
At this point, old Mrs. Rabbit's voice was heard inside the rabbit hole calling— "Cotton-tail! Cotton-tail! fetch some more camomile!"
Peter said he thought he might feel better if he went for a walk.
THEY went away hand in hand, and got upon the flat top of the wall at the bottom of the wood. From here they looked down into Mr. McGregor's garden. Peter's coat and shoes were plainly to be seen upon the scarecrow, topped with an old tam-o- shanter of Mr. McGregor's.
LITTLE Benjamin said, "It spoils people's clothes to squeeze under a gate; the proper way to get in, is to climb down a pear tree."
Peter fell down head first; but it was of no consequence, as the bed below was newly raked and quite soft.
IT had been sown with lettuces.
They left a great many odd little foot-marks all over the bed, especially little Benjamin, who was wearing clogs.
LITTLE Benjamin said that the first thing to be done was to get back Peter's clothes, in order that they might be able to use the pocket handkerchief.
They took them off the scarecrow. There had been rain during the night; there was water in the shoes, and the coat was somewhat shrunk.
Benjamin tried on the tam- o-shanter, but it was too big for him.
THEN he suggested that they should fill the pocket- handkerchief with onions, as a little present for his Aunt.
Peter did not seem to be enjoying himself; he kept hearing noises.
BENJAMIN, on the contrary, was perfectly at home, and ate a lettuce leaf. He said that he was in the habit of coming to the garden with his father to get lettuces for their Sunday dinner.
(The name of little Benjamin's papa was old Mr. Benjamin Bunny.)
The lettuces certainly were very fine.
PETER did not eat anything; he said he should like to go home. Presently he dropped half the onions.
LITTLE Benjamin said that it was not possible to get back up the pear-tree, with a load of vegetables. He led the way boldly towards the other end of the garden. They went along a little walk on planks, under a sunny red- brick wall.
The mice sat on their door- steps cracking cherry-stones, they winked at Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin Bunny.
PRESENTLY Peter let the pocket-handkerchief go again.
THEY got amongst flower- pots, and frames and tubs; Peter heard noises worse than ever, his eyes were as big as lolly-pops!
He was a step or two in front of his cousin, when he suddenly stopped.
THIS is what those little rabbits saw round that corner!
Little Benjamin took one look, and then, in half a minute less than no time, he hid himself and Peter and the onions underneath a large basket. . . .
THE cat got up and stretched herself, and came and sniffed at the basket.
Perhaps she liked the smell of onions!
Anyway, she sat down upon the top of the basket.
SHE sat there for FIVE HOURS.
* * * * *
I cannot draw you a picture of Peter and Benjamin underneath the basket, because it was quite dark, and because the smell of onions was fearful; it made Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin cry.
The sun got round behind the wood, and it was quite late in the afternoon; but still the cat sat upon the basket.
AT length there was a pitter- patter, pitter-patter, and some bits of mortar fell from the wall above.
The cat looked up and saw old Mr. Benjamin Bunny prancing along the top of the wall of the upper terrace.
He was smoking a pipe of rabbit-tobacco, and had a little switch in his hand.
He was looking for his son.
OLD Mr. Bunny had no opinion whatever of cats.
He took a tremendous jump off the top of the wall on to the top of the cat, and cuffed it off the basket, and kicked it into the garden-house, scratching off a handful of fur.
The cat was too much surprised to scratch back.
WHEN old Mr. Bunny had driven the cat into the green-house, he locked the door.
Then he came back to the basket and took out his son Benjamin by the ears, and whipped him with the little switch.
Then he took out his nephew Peter. THEN he took out the handkerchief of onions, and marched out of the garden.
When Mr. McGregor returned about half an hour later, he observed several things which perplexed him.
It looked as though some person had been walking all over the garden in a pair of clogs—only the foot-marks were too ridiculously little!
Also he could not understand how the cat could have managed to shut herself up INSIDE the green-house, locking the door upon the OUTSIDE.
WHEN Peter got home, his mother forgave him, because she was so glad to see that he had found his shoes and coat. Cotton-tail and Peter folded up the pocket- handkerchief, and old Mrs. Rabbit strung up the onions and hung them from the kitchen ceiling, with the rabbit-tobacco.
THE END
ONE morning a little rabbit sat on a bank.
He pricked his ears and listened to the trit-trot, trit-trot of a pony.
A gig was coming along the road; it was driven by Mr. McGregor, and beside him sat Mrs. McGregor in her best bonnet.
AS soon as they had passed, little Benjamin Bunny slid down into the road, and set off—with a hop, skip and a jump—to call upon his relations, who lived in the wood at the back of Mr. McGregor's garden.
THAT wood was full of rabbit holes; and in the neatest sandiest hole of all, cousins—Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail and Peter.
Old Mrs. Rabbit was a widow; she earned her living by knitting rabbit-wool mittens and muffetees (I once bought a pair at a bazaar). She also sold herbs, and rosemary tea, and rabbit-tobacco (which is what WE call lavender).
LITTLE Benjamin did not very much want to see his Aunt.
He came round the back of the fir-tree, and nearly tumbled upon the top of his Cousin Peter.
PETER was sitting by himself. He looked poorly, and was dressed in a red cotton pocket-handkerchief.
"Peter,"—said little Benjamin, in a whisper—"who has got your clothes?"
PETER replied—"The scarecrow in Mr. McGregor's garden," and described how he had been chased about the garden, and had dropped his shoes and coat.
Little Benjamin sat down beside his cousin, and assured him that Mr. McGregor had gone out in a gig, and Mrs. McGregor also; and certainly for the day, because she was wearing her best bonnet.
PETER said he hoped that it would rain.
At this point, old Mrs. Rabbit's voice was heard inside the rabbit hole calling— "Cotton-tail! Cotton-tail! fetch some more camomile!"
Peter said he thought he might feel better if he went for a walk.
THEY went away hand in hand, and got upon the flat top of the wall at the bottom of the wood. From here they looked down into Mr. McGregor's garden. Peter's coat and shoes were plainly to be seen upon the scarecrow, topped with an old tam-o- shanter of Mr. McGregor's.
LITTLE Benjamin said, "It spoils people's clothes to squeeze under a gate; the proper way to get in, is to climb down a pear tree."
Peter fell down head first; but it was of no consequence, as the bed below was newly raked and quite soft.
IT had been sown with lettuces.
They left a great many odd little foot-marks all over the bed, especially little Benjamin, who was wearing clogs.
LITTLE Benjamin said that the first thing to be done was to get back Peter's clothes, in order that they might be able to use the pocket handkerchief.
They took them off the scarecrow. There had been rain during the night; there was water in the shoes, and the coat was somewhat shrunk.
Benjamin tried on the tam- o-shanter, but it was too big for him.
THEN he suggested that they should fill the pocket- handkerchief with onions, as a little present for his Aunt.
Peter did not seem to be enjoying himself; he kept hearing noises.
BENJAMIN, on the contrary, was perfectly at home, and ate a lettuce leaf. He said that he was in the habit of coming to the garden with his father to get lettuces for their Sunday dinner.
(The name of little Benjamin's papa was old Mr. Benjamin Bunny.)
The lettuces certainly were very fine.
PETER did not eat anything; he said he should like to go home. Presently he dropped half the onions.
LITTLE Benjamin said that it was not possible to get back up the pear-tree, with a load of vegetables. He led the way boldly towards the other end of the garden. They went along a little walk on planks, under a sunny red- brick wall.
The mice sat on their door- steps cracking cherry-stones, they winked at Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin Bunny.
PRESENTLY Peter let the pocket-handkerchief go again.
THEY got amongst flower- pots, and frames and tubs; Peter heard noises worse than ever, his eyes were as big as lolly-pops!
He was a step or two in front of his cousin, when he suddenly stopped.
THIS is what those little rabbits saw round that corner!
Little Benjamin took one look, and then, in half a minute less than no time, he hid himself and Peter and the onions underneath a large basket. . . .
THE cat got up and stretched herself, and came and sniffed at the basket.
Perhaps she liked the smell of onions!
Anyway, she sat down upon the top of the basket.
SHE sat there for FIVE HOURS.
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I cannot draw you a picture of Peter and Benjamin underneath the basket, because it was quite dark, and because the smell of onions was fearful; it made Peter Rabbit and little Benjamin cry.
The sun got round behind the wood, and it was quite late in the afternoon; but still the cat sat upon the basket.
AT length there was a pitter- patter, pitter-patter, and some bits of mortar fell from the wall above.
The cat looked up and saw old Mr. Benjamin Bunny prancing along the top of the wall of the upper terrace.
He was smoking a pipe of rabbit-tobacco, and had a little switch in his hand.
He was looking for his son.
OLD Mr. Bunny had no opinion whatever of cats.
He took a tremendous jump off the top of the wall on to the top of the cat, and cuffed it off the basket, and kicked it into the garden-house, scratching off a handful of fur.
The cat was too much surprised to scratch back.
WHEN old Mr. Bunny had driven the cat into the green-house, he locked the door.
Then he came back to the basket and took out his son Benjamin by the ears, and whipped him with the little switch.
Then he took out his nephew Peter. THEN he took out the handkerchief of onions, and marched out of the garden.
When Mr. McGregor returned about half an hour later, he observed several things which perplexed him.
It looked as though some person had been walking all over the garden in a pair of clogs—only the foot-marks were too ridiculously little!
Also he could not understand how the cat could have managed to shut herself up INSIDE the green-house, locking the door upon the OUTSIDE.
WHEN Peter got home, his mother forgave him, because she was so glad to see that he had found his shoes and coat. Cotton-tail and Peter folded up the pocket- handkerchief, and old Mrs. Rabbit strung up the onions and hung them from the kitchen ceiling, with the rabbit-tobacco.
THE END
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