maaf kalo penulisannya salah ya... :)

Boneka untuk melody....

    “Melody!”,teriak seorang anak yang bernama aulia. “Ada apa aulia?”,tanya melody. “Kamu ulang tahun, tanggal berapa”,tanya aulia. “Memang kenapa?, aku lahir pada tanggal 7 April”,jelas melody.

    “Tidak apa Cuma nanya doank, gak boleh ya?”,canda aulia. “hahaha... boleh saja”,jawab melody.

     Ya begitulah keakrab pan mereka... tidak dapat terpisahkan, walaupun merekan nanti akan berpisah kelas jika, mereka kelas 8 nanti karena mereka akan tetap satu kamar disekolah Global London School Internasional. Sekolah mereka memiliki asrama. Nama panjang aulia adalah Aulia Tania Jasson, ia adalah anak bangsawan.

    “assalamualaikum children”,salam miss anggi. “wa’alaikmusallam,miss”,jawab seisi kelas serentak. “Baiklah tidak perlu panjang lebar lagi, miss akan bagikan teks bahasa inggris lalu, kalian coba menghafalkannya!”,jelas miss anggi. “waktu kalian 35 menit untuk menghafalkannya, dimulai dari sekarang”,tambah miss anggi.

  Baru 15 menit, sudah ada yang mengacukan tangan untuk maju kedepan, siapakah itu?. Ya dia adalah melody nama panjangnya melodyta, dia adalah anak yang pandai bahasa inggris. “Oh, Good melody sekarang tampilkan kepercayaan dirimu!”,puji miss anggi.

  “Huh!, dia lagi – dia lagi!, kapan sih aku?”,gerutu seorang anak perempuan bernama Emely. Emely dikenal dengan anak yang Egois, maunya dia terus yang bisa tapi akhir-akhirnya dia malah nanya sama melody.

   “Sabar Emely, You know S-A-B-A-R?”,ujar teman sebangkunya yang bernama Lita Parislly Johanes(panjang dan agak rumit namanya ya?).

    “ I know!”,jawab Emely kasar

    Setelah beberapa menit maju menampilkan kepercayaan dirinya, melody mendapat tepuk tangan yang meriah.

   “Children, bulan depan tepatnya bulan april tanggal 7, disekolah kita akan mengadakan lomba menghafal cerita bahasa inggris, jika ada yang berminat silakan datang ke kantor ibu untuk mendaftar”,ujar miss anggi

   “Melody aja miss, kan dia bisa menghafal cerita itu semua dalam waktu 20 menit?, saya saja baru  2 paragraf!”,ujar Antonio Marcius. “Melody, benarkah kau mau ikut serta dalam lomba ini?, ini kesempatan  emas untukmu dan mengharumkan nama sekolah kita”jelas miss anggi. “Gimana ya, sayakan cuma anak biasa miss”jawab melody.

   “Melody ini adalah kesempatan bagimu, miss mohon terima aja ya”,pinta miss anggi. “Baiklah Melody mau”,jawab melody singkat.

    “oh iya, aku lupa beli hadiah untuk ulang tahunnya, tinggal beberapa minggu lagi”,ujar aulia dalam hati.

   Beberapa minggu kemudian mulailah lomba menghafal bahasa inggris, tepatnya pada tanggal 7 bulan april. Lombanya bertepatan pada hari ulang tahunnya.

   “yey, udah beli bonekanya, dan aku jadi cadangan dalam lomba ini!? Wow, mimpikah aku?”ujar aulia tak percaya.

    Setelah beberapa menit menunggu no urut ke 5, akhirnya no urut ke 5 pun di panggil. “Kita panggilkan Melodyta dengan no urut 5”, panggil Mc yang bernama kelly.

   “sudah siap melody?”,tanya miss anggi. “sudah siap kok miss”,jawab melody singkat.

  Setelah beberapa jam menunggu hasil pengumuman. “Baiklah kita langsung umumkan juara-juara kita cerita dalam bahasa inggris, dari juara 3 adalah kento zuzuni mirasaki”,ujar Mc kelly. “Juara ke 2 adalah michelle tania keyla”,ujar Mc kelly lagi. “baiklah juara Pertama adalah...”,ujar Mc kelly. Hati melody dag-dig-dug, tidak beraturan. “JUARA PERTAMA ADALAH MELODYTA, dari sekolah Global London School Internasional!”,ujarMc kelly tampak mengejutkan.

  “melody kamu menang! Selamat ya”,ujar aulia memberi selamat. “Selamat melody, kamu telah membuktikan bahwa kamu bisa, orang melihat dari dirimu bukan dari orang kalangan bangsawan atau orang biasa sederhana sepertimu, ini karena dari tekat yang kamu perjuangkan”,ujar miss anggi memberi semangat sekaligus memberi ucapan selamat.

  Setelah pulang dari tempat perlombaan, mereka langsung pulang ke Global Indonesia School Internasional. “Oh iya, inikan hari ulang tahunmu melody! Aku punya sesuatu untukmu!”,ujar aulia. “ia memang kenapa?”,tanya melody

   “sekarang tutup mata kamu, aku punya suprais untukmu!”,pinta aulia. “baiklah, aku akan tutup mataku”,kata melody.

    “Happy Birth Day my best friend, ini hadiah untukmu!”,ujar aulia. “wow thanks, kamu memang teman satu kamar yang baik”,puji melody.

   “boleh kubuka?”,tanya melody. “boleh, ini kan hadiah untukmu”,jawab aulia sambil terseyum.

   “wow sebuah boneka, aku tau namanya dia adalah melody sama seperti namaku!”,ujar melody senang. Sedangkan aulia hanya melihatnya tersenyum.

  “aulia aku juga punya hadiah ulang tahun untukmu, kan ulang tahun kita sama”,ujar melody sambil mengambil hadiah untuk aulia.

  “wow boneka tania,namanya sama kayak aku!, aku suka banget terimakasih ya melody boneka ini akan aku buat jadi kenang-kenangan kalo nanti kita nanti berpisah pada saat lulus SMA”,ucap aulia. “ia boneka kamu juga”,sambil mereka berpelukan.

  Inilah kisah mereka berdua... tentang kebersamaan yang erat  walaupun sederhana.

*** THE END***

Warning!:cerita ini hanya fiktif belaka ya...

ni karyaku yg kedua!

cahaya doa bunda

bunda

saat kedua tangannya terbuka

mata terpejam khusyuk merapal doa

segala kebaikan semesta tertuju padanya

doanya ialah anak-anak tangga

yang tinggi sampai tak terhingga

ke langit, menjadi pijakan bagi anaknya

untuk memetik bintang dan segenap cahaya

doanya kerap terjaga menghalau mimpi-mimpi buruk

ketika kita terlelap

dan menjadi apa yang pertama kali kita tatap

maka teranglah jalanmu

jika restunya sudah kamu dapatkan

hapus segala ragu yang melanda benakmu

teruslah melangkah gapai impian

cerita pertamaku... selamat membaca...

THE VALIANT LITTLE TAILOR

One summer's morning a little tailor was sitting on his table by the window, he was in good spirits, and sewed with all his might.  Then came a peasant woman down the street crying, good jams, cheap.  Good jams, cheap.  This rang pleasantly in the tailor's ears, he stretched his delicate head out of the window, and called, come up here, dear woman, here you will get rid of your goods.  

The woman came up the three steps to the tailor with her heavy basket, and he made her unpack all the pots for him.  He inspected each one, lifted it up, put his nose to it, and at length said, the jam seems to me to be good, so weigh me out four ounces, dear woman, and if it is a quarter of a pound that is of no consequence.  The woman who had hoped to find a good sale, gave him what he desired, but went away quite angry and grumbling.  Now, this jam shall be blessed by God, cried the little tailor, and give me health and strength.  So he brought the bread out of the cupboard, cut himself a piece right across the loaf and spread the jam over it.  This won't taste bitter, said he, but I will just finish the jacket before I take a bite.

He laid the bread near him, sewed on, and in his joy, made bigger and bigger stitches.  In the meantime the smell of the sweet jam rose to where the flies were sitting in great numbers, and they were attracted and descended on it in hosts.  HI, who invited you, said the little tailor, and drove the unbidden guests away.  The flies, however, who understood no german, would not be turned away, but came back again in ever-increasing companies.  The little tailor at last lost all patience, and drew a piece of cloth from the hole under his work-table, and saying, wait, and I will give it to you, struck it mercilessly on them. 

When he drew it away and counted, there lay before him no fewer than seven, dead and with legs stretched out.  Are you a fellow of that sort, said he, and could not help admiring his own bravery.  The whole town shall know of this.  And the little tailor hastened to cut himself a girdle, stitched it, and embroidered on it in large letters, seven at one stroke.  What, the town, he continued, the whole world shall hear of it.  And his heart wagged with joy like a lamb's tail.  The tailor put on the girdle, and resolved to go forth into the world, because he thought his workshop was too small for his valor.  

Before he went away, he sought about in the house to see if there was anything which he could take with him, however, he found nothing but an old cheese, and that he put in his pocket.  In front of the door he observed a bird which had caught itself in the thicket.  It had to go into his pocket with the cheese.  Now he took to the road boldly, and as he was light and nimble, he felt no fatigue.  The road led him up a mountain, and when he had reached the highest point of it, there sat a powerful giant looking peacefully about him.  The little tailor went bravely up, spoke to him, and said, good day, comrade, so you are sitting there overlooking the wide-spread world.  I am just on my way thither, and want to try my luck.  Have you any inclination to go with me.  The giant looked contemptuously at the tailor, and said, you ragamuffin.  You miserable creature.

Oh, indeed, answered the little tailor, and unbuttoned his coat, and showed the giant the girdle, there may you read what kind of a man I am.  The giant read, seven at one stroke.  And thought that they had been men whom the tailor had killed, and began to feel a little respect for the tiny fellow.  Nevertheless, he wished to try him first, and took a stone in his hand and squeezed it together so that water dropped out of it.  Do that likewise, said the giant, if you have strength.  Is that all, said the tailor, that is child's play with us, and put his hand into his pocket, brought out the soft cheese, and pressed it until the liquid ran out of it.  Faith, said he, that was a little better, wasn't it.  The giant did not know what to say, and could not believe it of the little man.  Then the giant picked up a stone and threw it so high that the eye could scarcely follow it.  Now, little mite of a man, do that likewise.  Well thrown, said the tailor, but after all the stone came down to earth again, I will throw you one which shall never come back at all.  And he put his hand into his pocket, took out the bird, and threw it into the air.  The bird, delighted with its liberty, rose, flew away and did not come back.  How does that shot please you, comrade, asked the tailor.