cerpen dalam negeri

 

Rintik hujan mulai membasahi atap rumahku… entahlah, mungkin dia sudah tidak kuat menampung segala air yang ada di dalam dirinya… dan mulai menumpahkan segalanya ke atas bumi. Aku ingin seperti hujan, yang jika sudah tak kuat menampung segala permasalahan hidup bisa menumpahkan semuanya begitu saja.. “ren.. sendirian aja?” kata Daniel, sahabat terbaikku, “haha.. iya nih.. gue lagi nikmatin setiap rintik hujan yang sedang menumpahkan segala masalahnya..” jawabku, “setiap hujan gue selalu sudah melihat lo di teras kecil depan kamar lo, menikmati teh hangat dan menikmati setiap rintik hujan yang turun..” katanya lembut, “Ya, entah kenapa gue… gue suka sama suasana hujan yang penuh misteri, penuh teka-teki..” jawabku sambil tetap melihat langit, tanpa sadar ternyata sedari tadi Daniel sedang memandangiku sembari tersenyum, “Kenapa?” tanyaku polos, “hidung lo.. bikin greget!” katanya dengan tersenyum manis, dia segera mencubit manja hidungku, “aww! sakit tahu!” dengusku kesal, “when you love someone, you must say to him/her, ‘I Love You’, if not, you will regret…”, katanya sembari menatap langit yang sudah mulai reda, kata-katanya… benar… sangat benar… “I know.. i will remember it..” jawabku tersenyum.. dia melihatku dan membalas senyumanku, apakah aku bisa melakukan itu? ‘If not, you will regret’… kata-kata itu sedikit membuatku bingung, memang aku akan menyesal jika tidak menyatakan yang sesungguhnya, tetapi… “heh! ngapain lo ngelamun?” tanyanya menepuk pundakku, “ehehe.. nggak kok.. eh gue laper nih, cari makan di luar yuk?” ajakku untuk mencairkan suasana.. “Yuk! dari tadi kek’.. gue yang bayar..” katanya, “serius? oke!” jawabku, kamipun segera pergi mencari sebuah tempat makan…
“Dan.. gue punya satu masalah yang.. ya menurut gue susah untuk diselesaikan” kataku pada Daniel sembari menikmati satu cangkir cokelat panas atau biasa di sebut hot chocolate.. “apa?” tanyanya, “uhm.. gue suka sama satu cowok, dia baik banget sama gue, tapi… tapi…” aku mulai terdiam, aku bingung.. “tapi apa? tapi lo takut nyatain duluan? Karen.. karen.. sudah gue bilang tadi, ‘when you love someone, you must say to him/her I Love You, if not, you will regret’, udah lupa?” katanya padaku, Aku ingin seperti itu! Tapi tidak bisa… aku harus bagaimana?
“Kita mau kemana lagi ren?” tanyanya di perjalanan seusai makan, “Dan gue mau ngomong sama lo” kataku, “apa?” tanyanya, “gue suka sama lo, 5 tahun kita sahabatan, 3 tahun gue suka sama lo, 3 tahun gue mendam perasaan ini diam-diam, gue terus teringat sama kata-kata lo bahwa kita harus nyatain sebelum menyesal, gue lakukan itu sekarang, gue sayang sama lo…” kataku diiringi turunnya hujan dengan derasnya secara tiba-tiba.. Daniel segera menghentikan motornya, menyuruhku turun dan segera menatapku dalam-dalam, “Karen? Jadi… permasalahan lo ini? Lo suka sama gue tapi takut bilang? ren! apa yang lo lakukan tadi sudah benar! gue juga sayang sama lo..” jawabnya segera memelukku, aku segera melepaskan dan berkata “serius! gue mau cinta yang real, tulus, ikhlas.. bukan karena paksaan..” kataku, “Karen, lo masih ngeraguin gue? I Love you! and I’m so truth.. believe, I’m promise will love you forever..” katanya segera memelukku kembali, aku segera membalas pelukan itu dan tersenyum senang, hilang masalahku bersama dengan redanya hujan.. “You is mine now, i will make our relationship sweet like my smile.. haha” katanya, “Yeee… eh lihat deh, di langit ada pelangi yang sedang tersenyum melihat kita!” kataku sembari tersenyum padanya.. Ya, kisahku diawali oleh hujan dan di akhiri oleh hujan..
Cerpen Karangan: Ilean Febiola

cerpen bahasa Inggris

One sunny day in the huge kingdom of Murdock, a humble woodsman was walking around town with his son. The old woodsman plans on surprising his 20 year old son, but he has nothing planned since he only had enough money for a loaf of bread and a bucket of water. “What do you have in plan, Father?” His son, Clement, asked him. “Is it good?”
His father stayed quiet, but he replies with a small nod, and he also felt quite guilty for lying to his son. It was the same day that the charming princess Vienna was paying the kingdom a visit in her decorated white carriage. Suddenly, the woodsman had an idea, he asked his son to wait home till he gets back for the surprise, and Clement obeyed. The princess was only 18 years old, and he wanted the princess to marry Clement.
The woodsman ran to the palace as fast as he can, and he begged for the guards to let him enter to see the royal family. The kingdom was ruled by a wise king and queen who loved their daughter more than anything. The woodsman explained his situation to the king and queen and they understood, but they still don’t know if they will let their only daughter marry a peasant. The woodsman explained to them his son, and secretly, the princess heard all about that, she ran back to her room while her parent were still talking to the woodsman. Liza, her chamber maid heard all about that too, Liza was very jealous of the princess and wanted the perfect princess to suffer for all the unnecessary orders she gave to Liza.
After a while, the chamber maid gossiped to all the royal staff about the marriage even if it’s not decided yet. The king and queen became angry and asked all the staff, they all pointed to the chamber maid and she blamed the woodsman. The woodsman was really shocked, he was very kind and would never do such a thing like this. The woodsman did not do it and he wanted to tell them. Out of nowhere, the princess came out of one of the grand curtains she was hiding in. She saw Liza spread the gossip to the whole royal staff and even some of the kingdom.
She believed the woodsman and she agreed to marry his son, cause he would never lie, she can see it in his face. The king and queen were happy to have yet another family member, and a kind old woodsman. Liza was put in prison for what she had done, and after a week after the wedding, the princess was expecting a child.
THE END

puisi sejarah Kerajaan Mataram Islam

Kisah tragis kerajaanku

Tertulis sebuah cerita yang lalu
Tentang kejayaannya
Aku disini mencoba bangkit berjuang
Meraih sebuah mimpi, memperluas kerajaan

            Namun perjalanan ini terasa sangat menyedihkan
            Sayang engkau tak duduk disampingku kawan
            Banyak cerita yang mestinya kau saksikan
            Di tanah subur negeri Mataram

Berawal dari sebuah hadiah yang diterima buyutku Ki Gede Pamanahan
Hadiah berupa tanah Mataram nan elok
Lalu Kakekku  yang bergelar Panembahan Senapati memajukan Mataram
Hingga mendirikan sebuah kerajaan
Kerajaan Mataram diabad ke-16

Ayahku Raden Mas Jolang meneruskan takhta
Bergelar Panembahan Seda Krapyak
Namun naas, dia tewas
Kini aku meneruskan tahta
Bergelar Sultan Agung Hanyarakrakusuma

Mimpi mulai ku rajut
Memperluas wilayah hingga pelosok Jawa
Namun, VOC menjadi batu rintangan
Tahun 1628, ku kirim pasukan pengusir VOC, namun gagal
Setahun kemudian, ku kirim lagi, namun naas, pasukan tewas, tertembak peluru panas

            Seakan benci bilang cinta
            ku malah bersekutu dengan VOC
            VOC pun menerima pinanganku
            Namun persekutuan itu harus ku jual mahal
            Mataram Islam terpecah belah

Perjanjian Gianti, 13 Februari 1755
Mataram terpecah dua
Surakarta dibwah kekuasaan Paku Buwono
Yogyajarta dibwah kekuasaan Sultan Hamengkubowono
Tak lama, kerajaan Mataram Islam pun lenyap
Meninggalkan sebuah kesan yang acap teringat

Tertulis sebuah cerita yang lalu
Tentang kejayaannya
Aku disini mencoba bangkit berjuang
Meraih sebuah mimpi, memperluas kerajaan

            Namun perjalanan ini terasa sangat menyedihkan
            Sayang engkau tak duduk disampingku kawan
            Banyak cerita yang mestinya kau saksikan
            Di tanah subur negeri Mataram

Berawal dari sebuah hadiah yang diterima buyutku Ki Gede Pamanahan
Hadiah berupa tanah Mataram nan elok
Lalu Kakekku  yang bergelar Panembahan Senapati memajukan Mataram
Hingga mendirikan sebuah kerajaan
Kerajaan Mataram diabad ke-16

Ayahku Raden Mas Jolang meneruskan takhta
Bergelar Panembahan Seda Krapyak
Namun naas, dia tewas
Kini aku meneruskan tahta
Bergelar Sultan Agung Hanyarakrakusuma

Mimpi mulai ku rajut
Memperluas wilayah hingga pelosok Jawa
Namun, VOC menjadi batu rintangan
Tahun 1628, ku kirim pasukan pengusir VOC, namun gagal
Setahun kemudian, ku kirim lagi, namun naas, pasukan tewas, tertembak peluru panas

            Seakan benci bilang cinta
            ku malah bersekutu dengan VOC
            VOC pun menerima pinanganku
            Namun persekutuan itu harus ku jual mahal
            Mataram Islam terpecah belah

Perjanjian Gianti, 13 Februari 1755
Mataram terpecah dua
Surakarta dibwah kekuasaan Paku Buwono
Yogyajarta dibwah kekuasaan Sultan Hamengkubowono
Tak lama, kerajaan Mataram Islam pun lenyap
Meninggalkan sebuah kesan yang acap teringat

CERPEN MU

My Sleepless Night

It’s 23:54. My husband hadn’t arrived yet. I responded a message from my Blackberry high school group. It was Damang. As a forever head of the class he started the first chat by a usual opening “It’s so quiet.” I replied, “Everybody is sleeping.” When I still subscribed Speedy in Bandung, I often found that many of my high school friends were still awake at exact time, just by looking who were online on Facebook. Damang was one of them. It didn’t mean that we always had sleeping problems.

No. We’re both lecturers and sometimes we could concentrate better at night doing our chores, especially when there were too many answer sheets demanded our attention. Then I updated my Facebook status and he did the same but in German language! Whenever there was a car, I listened but it wasn’t Aa’s car. I believed the reason behind Aa’s late attendance was his usual routine at our restaurant, Geulis Warung which was opened on 30 September this year. It’s across from Santika Hotel in Cirebon. Book keeping and stuff.

But waiting for him was never boring. Thanks to my over than 1000 Facebook friends, so my Newsfeed was always fresh and new. I chose some interesting status updates to be analyzed and here are some of them: Ai Kurniawati said, “If you want to lie, you should have a good memory.” That’s a good advice for a natural born liar who could dedicate his or her love to more than one person at the same time. Rather doing teacher’s assignments first at home, he would carry his girlfriends’ books!

Amalia Farra said, “Your smile makes me realize that you are my first and last love.” Is a smile really convincing that much? Can you believe it the power of smile? Or love really comes from the first and most beautiful smile you saw?

Puspita Mayuhime said, “I don’t want this night ends.” Time is running when you enjoy it the most, but it freezes when you hate it, seems like the clock stops ticking. It’s a proof that sometimes we don’t value time better than money and all those glittery things. We can’t enjoy the time with those repetitive and same old duty calls. We suddenly realize that time is lost when people die and we regret that we hadn’t spent precious quality time with them.

The first and the second status update have one similarity and one difference. The similarity is about love and the difference is love abuse. The third status is uncertain. We don’t know why Puspita wished that time stopped although we could assume that she was with someone special. She rarely sees the person and wants to spend more time with him. A typical teenage girl would cherish her time with her long-distance boyfriend (like I did!) than her girlfriends. But if you see your boyfriend everyday, you’ll feel bored if both of you don’t have different dates in different sightseeing. The magic would lose its touch.

Fourth and final status. Vio Ekky Pradipta said, “I don’t know why I’m angry all the time. I also feel disappointed even though people treat me nice. Maybe because they love me too much and when the shower of affection shown less, I’ll feel neglected and abandoned.”

Well what can I say? Just like Vio, we are social human. We need attention and want to be the center of the universe otherwise why we update status and send tweet? In real and virtual world we really absorb with the way we dress, talk and act. Secretly we would admit that we enjoy the number of likes we received in every photo, video, and status update. If all your friends are too busy to read, comment and praise it, then we wonder what it’s wrong with ourselves.

Nothing is wrong, believe me! There is a time when I’m so sick and tired with Facebook which makes me forget my spiritual religious duties and reconnect with my friends offline. Enough with status updates. Here is my favorite unknown quote, “A man who treats his woman like a princess is proof that he has been born and raised in the arms of a queen.”

A queen is also a good mother. She teaches her son what it takes to treat a princess which means every single female tenderly and respect. To tell you the truth I really don’t know how a man can make me feel like a princess. Should he say that I always look good and beautiful even though I haven’t taken a bath, washed my hair, and brushed my teeth? Should he open the door and let me walk first?

Is that why there’s a phrase ladies first not princess first? Because how many women in this world are true princesses? Then again we as young girls really love to be called princess by our parents and boyfriends. And an ordinary mother is a ‘queen’ in her household who lives in a ‘castle’ or a ‘palace’. But there is no phrase such as castle sweet castle but home sweet home is.

Now it’s 3:21 AM. It’s been a long day. I suddenly remember a scene from Twillight when Edward is awake at night watching Bella asleep. A vampire never sleeps and so does God. That’s a beauty of a fairy tale and fiction which why I’m so thankful that I’m charge in teaching Drama Analysis. You can make believe and imagine that you are the hero and heroine. Impossible things do happen which really exist in paradise.

I never regret or blame my insomnia episodes aren’t triggered by anything. It is God’s desire and He blesses me so I can produce this story and makes me more motivated in teaching. To be honest I keep asking myself, “Rina, aren’t you bored teaching all the time? What about your passion in writing and travelling around the world?” Well I don’t teach for money itself. Only God who decides what is the best for me and all of you. Thank you readers who survive reading this 1023 words.

MY AUNT IS MY MOTHER
By Nofrita Negoro

When my mother was born I do not know
every year to grow my children who are hungry for love
passed more passes
I own no accompanying

But then I found you
take care, look after me, love me
My happy with your
very happy

You should call my aunt my mother
I was sad when you are gone
today was my day so lonely without you
Did aunt want you to be my mother?

Aunt said "anytime may call mom"
I was amazed to hear
my day filled with fun day
until you are old and frail

Until the end of life
mother will still love me
in time, wherever and whenever
I'm proud of you .. my mother's aunt

BESTFRIEND
By Gan'ds Abadi

Smile ..
your smile make me happy .
when we laugh together .
i fell happy when we share the pain .
because you are my bestfriend .
sometimes i fell sad because u make me heard .
but i know you'llbe my bestfriend .

Friend ..
thanks foe erevything .
erevything tou can do and do it for me .
I LOVE U ALL .

A LETTER TO A FRIEND
By Mych Ryan

It’s always hurt to see you cry
To see tears falling like rain from the sky
And there’s no answer for why
I never question myself, I never try

It’s always hurt to know there’s nothing I can do
And fact that I don’t even know what to do
It’s so sad but so true
Feels like the color blue

Someday we’ll see we were wrong
And then we realize the day has done
Time won’t turn back, it’s no use to regret
It’s not easy to say good bye, but someway we have to try

Sometimes it’s hurt to remember
About the days we had together
And a piece of heart inside me
Carved with your smile, you can see…

It was the day when I used to care
Think about you, anytime, anywhere
The day when I used to drive you home
When the night was so cold and you were alone

That’s just history, saved properly in my memory
Now we are so far and so different, and yet so silent….
No voices when you say, just few words on my display
That’s OK. Thanks anyway….

PS. I’m sad about the problem you had
But don’t worry my friend,
I’ll be the man when you look behind

THE LAST DATE WITH THE MOON
By Mych Ryan


Here I am, standing in the brink of the day
Staring at the sun that has gone away
And a smile upon your face,
Make me never wanna leave this place

There you are, hardly I can see cause you just so far
I see your eyes blinking, are you a star?
But I remember you said you’re a moon
So I should have seen you soon

And here we are now,
You come to me somehow
You are getting closer and closer,
But why I feel like a stranger?

I remember,
It’s been 365 nights since the last goodbye
It’s too long for me, that’s the reason why

Now please come down, get lower
I’m on the top of the tower and can’t go higher
I have something to say to you
I need to tell you, that… I wanna stop loving you
______________
February 5, 2010

THE MOON HAS FALLEN
By Mych Ryan

Nothing to say, the rain drifted my words away
No place to stay, the love was taken away
The moon has fallen, the heart has broken
I’m here, fighting against my own demon

The fight of good and bad,
Happy and sad
Love and hate,
But I think it’s too late….

Looks like the demons win,
They’re laughing loud on my sins

Now I’m waiting for forgiveness
From you, not from others
Thousands rivers won’t be enough to wash me
From my sins, and from all the demons in me
______________
February 7, 2010

A LETTER TO GOD
By Jayafran

Dear God,
I am sorry not to take the path You made
My forgiveness to obey the spoke You whisper
My apologized to ignore Your prohibition
I am sorry to travel alone without Your guide

Dear God,
Maybe I am to proud to myself
My confidence to choose all my path alone
This greed that wanting more than I need
The selfish arrogant ungraceful man

Now I am lost in the middle of nowhere
Stand between the dark cold scary valley
This darkness makes me loose my sight
The fog does not allowed me to see the light

Dear God,
Slowly my conscious turn to madness
This eyes getting blurry and shaded
The sound of nature fading away I can not hear
My body is numb I can not even stand

Dear God,
I know I just a sinner
Disgrace my self with all my sins
Throw away your blessing grace
Now I just turn into something I am not

Dear God,
Please take my soul away
To take Your undying conviction
I do not deserve to live this life no more
The demon has own my soul forever

I HOPE I CAN FORGET YOU, SOON
By Indah D Panjaitan

I don’t know, why I should thingking like that
Is about you and only you
I don’t know why I love you so much and miss you much

Every time I see you in my mind
And
Every night I see you in my dreams
I don’t know why I should thingking about you
Sometimes, I’m so doubt so I’ll never forget you for forever
Have more time I tried to do it
But I can’t (forget) do it
Although I have to try
I don’t know why, are you same like me??
Are you know, I always make our story to my poetry
Whenever I create my poetry, I cried…
Sometimes, I regret to meet you because I things to meet you is the happy moment.
And it make I’m so difficult to forget you and these moment

If I know all of will like that, I never want to know you more and more
The fact, I never wish for you to love me
I never thought that you must know about my mind.
But ever, I have mind so you thing like me.

Have you ever know, if I read my poetry I’ll be down
I smiling to remind these last time, sad moment, sweet moment, until the seriously moment
I miss the times and want to back to the last

WHERE CAN I LIFE
By Aslam Yusuf

I runway from my life
Hope that i can find the paradise
But i think it so hard
I am going to the hell

Maybe i take a wrong way
But no way back to star again
My distination still so far
And too fast if i think to going home

I just wanna do

Work for life not life for work

just wanna find the new place
Where can i life
All i wanna want
Where I can get the better life
For anything that i do
I wanna make it true

Sometime i feel so alone
And no one here to tell
I am finally now believe the feel
Couse it so hard
Couse it's so far

This is my time to change my word from the pain

PANTUN NASEHAT BAHASA JAWA

 

 

Babak belur mangan bukur
Uwit ganyong ndarani naga
Ayo sedulur pada sing akur
Gotong royong ngewangi tangga

Maju mundur pada nyelonong
Pada mangan woh delima
Hey sedulur aja nyolong
Kui pegawean dilarang agama

Ana kursi ngambang ning kali
Aja korupsi mending dadi kuli

Ana menungsa ana Jin
Lagi keder rebutan dana
Bocah sekolah kudu rajin
Endah pinter ilmune berguna

Contoh Karya Sastra

Aku

Kalau sampai waktuku
‘Ku mau tak seorang kan merayu
Tidak juga kau

Tak perlu sedu sedan itu

Aku ini binatang jalang
Dari kumpulannya terbuang

Biar peluru menembus kulitku
Aku tetap meradang menerjang

Luka dan bisa kubawa berlari
Berlari
Hingga hilang pedih peri

Dan aku akan lebih tidak perduli
Aku mau hidup seribu tahun lagi

Maret 1943


Cintaku Jauh Di Pulau

Cintaku jauh di pulau,
gadis manis, sekarang iseng sendiri

Perahu melancar, bulan memancar,
di leher kukalungkan ole-ole buat si pacar.
angin membantu, laut terang, tapi terasa
aku tidak ‘kan sampai padanya.

Di air yang tenang, di angin mendayu,
di perasaan penghabisan segala melaju
Ajal bertakhta, sambil berkata:
“Tujukan perahu ke pangkuanku saja,”

Amboi! Jalan sudah bertahun ku tempuh!
Perahu yang bersama ‘kan merapuh!
Mengapa Ajal memanggil dulu
Sebelum sempat berpeluk dengan cintaku?!

Manisku jauh di pulau,
kalau ‘ku mati, dia mati iseng sendiri.

1946


Aku Berkaca

Ini muka penuh luka
Siapa punya ?

Kudengar seru menderu
dalam hatiku
Apa hanya angin lalu ?

Lagu lain pula
Menggelepar tengah malam buta

Ah.......!!

Segala menebal, segala mengental
Segala tak kukenal .............!!
Selamat tinggal ................!


Derai Derai Cemara

cemara menderai sampai jauh
terasa hari akan jadi malam
ada beberapa dahan di tingkap merapuh
dipukul angin yang terpendam

aku sekarang orangnya bisa tahan
sudah berapa waktu bukan kanak lagi
tapi dulu memang ada suatu bahan
yang bukan dasar perhitungan kini

hidup hanya menunda kekalahan
tambah terasing dari cinta sekolah rendah
dan tahu, ada yang tetap tidak terucapkan
sebelum pada akhirnya kita menyerah

1949


Diponegoro

Di masa pembangunan ini
tuan hidup kembali
Dan bara kagum menjadi api

Di depan sekali tuan menanti
Tak gentar. Lawan banyaknya seratus kali.
Pedang di kanan, keris di kiri
Berselempang semangat yang tak bisa mati.


Doa

kepada pemeluk teguh

Tuhanku
Dalam termangu
Aku masih menyebut namamu

Biar susah sungguh
mengingat Kau penuh seluruh

cahyaMu panas suci
tinggal kerdip lilin di kelam sunyi

Tuhanku

aku hilang bentuk
remuk

Tuhanku

aku mengembara di negeri asing

Tuhanku
di pintuMu aku mengetuk
aku tidak bisa berpaling

13 November 1943