Time Machine

At that exact time… Everything seems different… 

And suddenly time feels like turning around and upside down…

The three of us finally meet again on the same land.. On the promised land.. The land where once we lived long time ago.. The land where we shed tears and blood… Before finally we closed our eyes and take our last breath…

It feels like the sky also turns into chaos.. 

The dark clouds slowly covering the sky… And suddenly lightning strikes like never seen before… Yes, lightning never strikes here before… And suddenly tonight it strikes three times… 

Maybe it’s a sign…?

I don’t know… But all I know slowly, the clock starts to move again… 

Forward…? Backward…?

Nobody knows… Only the God knows…

And once again… This land become the silent witness…

Random Stories : Love Through Time #1

“Passenger for Bandung, 10.45 AM, please proceeds to the shuttle.”

The announcement from the shuttle travel guy brought me back from my daydream which I’ve been doing ever since I start waiting for my shuttle travel. Actually at this moment I was waiting to go from Jakarta to Bandung using the shuttle travel service which I always use.

In Jakarta besides of using train, one of the convenient way to go to Bandung is using shuttle travel service. And since there is one shuttle travel service near my house, I often use this. With a half sigh, I pick up my backpack which I put at the floor near my foot, and walk toward the shuttle car.

“..Seat number 5… Number 5…” while mumbling my seat number, I look around while checking the numbers written at the side of each seat. After finding seat number 5, I sit and pull out my beloved pink iPod which always accompany me everywhere anytime. Especially on long trips, since Jakarta to Bandung will took around 3 hours more or less.

While using my headphone and start playing my iPod, I realized that there’s an envelope lying near my foot. Maybe it accidentally falls when I pull out my iPod. I pick it up and try to remove the dust from its surface. I can only smile bitterly while staring at the envelope. A letter  which makes me decided on this trip to Bandung today.

“..Kou..” Continue reading

One Shot Story : Kenangan Yang Tertinggal

1995…SD

“GYAAA!!!JONIII!!!JANGAN TARIK RAMBUTKUUU!!!”

“WEEE!!!BIARIN!!!SALAH SENDIRI PUNYA RAMBUT PANJANG-PANJANG!!MENARIK BUAT DITARIK-TARIK!!!”

“Hmmfh! Dasar nyebelin! Kan sakit…” ucap Nana sebal sambil mengusap-usap rambutnya yang tadi ditarik oleh Joni. “Namanya juga anak cowok, Na…” ucap Ika,teman dekat Nana, sambil tersenyum dan mengambil sisir dari dalam tasnya. Nana menatap ke arah Ika yang sedang menyisir rambutnya. Ika cantik. Berambut lurus sebahu. Badannya tinggi dan langsing. Orang yang melihatnya pasti akan mengira Ika sudah SMP, lebih tua 2 tahun dari umur sebenarnya.

Dibandingkan dengan Ika, Nana masih seperti anak-anak. Tidak seperti Ika yang sudah mulai berdandan dan memakai aksesori rambut yang girlie, Nana memilih memakai karet gelang biasa untuk mengikat 2 rambutnya. Badannya pas-pasan dan cenderung chubby. Kurang lebih kayak cowok lah.

“Ika cantik yah…” ucap Nana pelan saat Ika membantu Nana mengikat rambut Nana yang tadi diacak-acak Joni. “Nana pasti bisa koq,” ucap Ika pelan,”tinggal dipoles dikit.” Nana menatap ke arah Ika dengan bingung. “Bisa..?” gumamnya.

“GA MUNGKIN LAGEEE!!! NANA SIH NGGA’ MUNGKIN BISA KAYAK IKA!!! BADAN PAPAN GITU AJA BELAGU!!! NANA KAN COWO!!!!!” teriak Joni dari kejauhan sambil berlari menghindari Nana yang mulai mengejar Joni dengan sapu. “Enak aja!!! Pasti bisa!!! I’ll show u!!!” teriak nana sambil terus mengejar Joni.

“Tendangan tanpa bayangan!!!” (maklum. Nana anak Karate.)

“Tangkisan tanpa tangkisan!!!” (No comment..)

-efek yang tidak perlu sebenarnya… tapi pengen aja kutulis… hehe..-

Singkat cerita, setelah pertarungan yang ngga’ jelas itu, Nana dan Joni tergeletak tewas di UKS.

“Na.. Lo cewek ato bukan siy..? Koq perasaan ga ada beda-bedanya ama cowok…” ucap Joni sambil meringis kesakitan mengusap-usap luka bekas tendangan Nana. “Tauk deh. Kamu sendiri cowok pa bukan? Mukul-mukul cewe… Gee…” ucap Nana sebel sambil mengusap-usap lukanya akibat balasan Joni. Diam-diam dia menatap ke arah joni.

‘Aku begini kan biar bisa deket ama kamu, bodoh!’ Continue reading

Short Story: Blood Moon ~A Jasminea Kingdom Side Story~

“…Ng…? Where.. is..this…? Altar..?”

“ …Eh..?..This..is.. Blood..? ..But.. Whose..?”

“No.. No..This can’t be.. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”

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“Miss Vivian, it’s about time to go on stage”

“Ah, okay. I’ll be there in a minute..”

A long brunette haired girl stands from her sit place. She stares at the mirror for a second. She stood still while making sure for how she looks. Make up, check. Costume, check. All in all, check. It’s show time. With a nod, she’s sure she’s ready to go. With a light steps, she make her way to the stage.

“Let’s give a big applause and welcome the primmadonna: VIVIAN NOVALUNE!!!!”

The MC of the show announces her appearance while giving her the space at the stage. The girl is Vivian Novalune, a famous dancer and singer who travels around from one city to another, from one village to another, to perform and make money for a living. Right now, she’s one of the most famous primmadonna who was known for her dances and singing on taverns around the land. Nobody knows who she really is, or her background. But the tavern owners just don’t care. To show Vivian Novalune means to get a lot of cash for them. Continue reading

The Writer

Wuhooo XD Feeling exciteeeddd XD Hahahaha… 😀 Why? Well.. After a long time hiatus on writing, I decided to try to write something again 😀

No, it’s not about this blog. (^_^)> This time, I tried to write an article, but in Indonesian language.  😀 I tried to write an article to submit it on an Indonesian travel website. 😀 My university friend was one of the editor (or even the creator? I dunno..) on that website. But instead of asking him to submit my article, I decided to go on the normal way. Contact the web admin, ask them questions about how to submit, then submit it to the editor to be processed. Continue reading

Season

Hunyaaa!!! X3 finally I can write again :p Heuheuheu..

Well, actually I’m supposed to sleep now ‘coz tomorrow I must wake up at 5.45 to pray and do a little Japanese study.. Today I’m having a Japanese test (‾ε‾”) I can’t even remember all the kanji that I’m supposed to learn..

But.. What the hell.. Still can’t close my eyes.. (“=3=)

Yesterday I also have a Japanese test.. But yesterday was storytelling test.. The task is we have to choose 1 theme between 4 theme given and then make a story or speech from it. I choose the theme ‘Okane ga nai toki, konna de-to ga ichiban ii’ which means ‘the best date when we don’t have any money’. ^w^

Well.. To be honest, I was having fun on making the story, since I often have that situation. :p

And so, I write this:
Okane ga aru toki, iro iro na de-to ga ii. Eiga o mitari, syokuji o tabetari, iro iro na koto ga dekiru. Demo okane ga nai toki, ii de-to mo aru. Takusan koto ga dekiru.

Tatoeba yuumei na ka-puru Bonnie & Clyde desu. Ano ka-puru ha ginkou e ikimasu. Soshite takusan okane o torimasu. Soreni okane o sute nagara, kuruma o unten shimasu. Omoshiroi, demo abunai desu. Dakara dame yo!

Watashi no dai suki na de-to wa takusan desu. Uchi de futari dake tabemono o tsukute imasu. Uchi de ame ga furu toki ishouni hon o yomimasu. Pasokon de ishouni furui eiga o mimasu. Iro iro na koto o syaberimasu.

Demo watashi no ichiban ii de-to wa koibito to sanpoushimasu. Depa-to e sanpoushimasen. Bandung no chiisai michi o sanpoushimasu. Furui michi o sanpoushimasu. Keitai no kamera de syashin o tote nagara, aruite ikimasu. Tanoshii desu. Chigau seikatsu o miemasu.

Well.. It’s all in Japanese :p tee-hee..

Hoa~hem.. Okay.. Now I’m feeling sleepy.. I guess that’s all for now. Good night, all.. Wish me luck for tomorrow’s test 🙂

Jya~ne! :3

Sincerely,
Bena NDR

a pict of a boy playin a kite, taken while having a walk with my boyfriend in the streets of Bandung

a pict of a boy playin a kite, taken while having a walk with my boyfriend in the streets of Bandung