Nanda Holan Mangan Modom

Di sada huta,adong ma sada jolma na mora.Jolma on binaen ni morana gabe apala gok ma dibaen jabuna jala tung godang hepeng disimpan.Binaen ni sipat ni arta i ba godang ma angka tano,rodi angka naposona.Jala holan mangan modom ma ibana tiap ari.
Alai dibaenni soadong ni karejonai,dung sai leleng dang nok be matana Alana holan na modom jala dang lakku be laho mangan.Sai sungkun-sungkun ma rohana Alana dang diboto ibana Alana.
Binaen ni sahitna na so boi mangan jala modom i,dijou ibana ma tahe jolma na pistar di hutai.Amani Gopal goarna.
Dung sahat ama Gopal tu jabuna,marsungkun-sungkun ma tahe namora on tu jolma na pistar on.
“Ale amani Gopal ai tung berene majo lahe sahit ho on.”Disungkun namora on ma tu amani Gopal.
“aha poang sahit mu i?”
“Na so lakku be au mangan jala dang boi be au modom.Hape i nama siulaon na uttabo di portibion.”
“Ai toho do i amang,ai mangan modom do siulaon na tumabo.Alai asa tung boi ho muse mangan modom jala modom beta ma jo hita laho tu porlak mu.”
Di suru ama Gopal ma namora on tu porlakna jala diboan ma panggu.
“Ai na laho aha siubeon ta di porlak on,ai nungnga adong parkarejongku hubaen dison.”Ima sungkun-sungkun ni na mora on.
“ombak majo porlak mu on asa tung malum sahit mu i.”Ninna amani Gopal.
Di ombak na mora on ma tahe sude porlak na i.Dung pas di arian jala di hosni ari,maradi ma tahe na moraon dohot amani Gopal laho mangan.Alai rara pe nasopola tabo siallangon na diparade disi tung apala tabo ma tahe diallang namora on binaen ni na mangombak i.
“Ai tung tabo poang Namangan on ate.”ninna namoraon.
“Ido daboa.molo hor do hodok na mangula,tng apala tabo do iba mangan.”Didok amani Gopal.
Dung sidung mangan,alani sagat na mangani,pintor modom ma tahe namora i.Tung apala tabo ma namorai modom.Dung dungo,tung apala las ma rohana Alana tung tabo ma di dai ibana na modom i.Tung mandok mauliate ma na mora on tu amani Gopal.Alana nungnga diboto ibana molo tung mora pe iba,ingkon tong do mangulahon siulon iba.Asa tabo iba mangan jala modom.

Togu Naipospos

It's Me Dad

“Why can’t you come?”It’s all easy thing.You just come give your mind,listen when i’m called.See i would be on stage,you can stand up,keep in a smile and y…..”
“Stop it will you mile?I’ve still a lot of work to do.Don’t you know that.I don’t want to hear any complaint of yours clear?”
No answer.I just can hear a phone being closed.
It’s me your little Mile,i say it in my mind.It’s mile.

Let’s all different was.I’m the angel of light,dad said that to me.I wanted.I sat on abeach.I can hear some people are inside the room.If i could break the door,then i came in.I hear the door being opened and face i know get out of that room.
“Mile,i think it’s not in the right place we can talk”He said.Dad took me get out of his office,of that building.He cook me on his cars.I know he would take me nowhere.
“Now Mile,I’up got a very little time to rest it should be my lunch time.”He said.
“I didn’t ask you to meet me on your rest time.But i know,i would never speaks to you if i shadn’t come here.
Dad,i just want to talk.To weeks later,i wouldn’t have been here again.I’m gonna leave this town.
He just nodded.I don’t know what the might though that time.
“why do you leave?at last he asked me without a sense.
“I’m sorry i didn’t tell you.It’s about time you know.”
“I’ve been enrolled in Hampsburg.I just accepted the confirmation two months ago,and i’ll be left by next Saturday.”
Four years had been passed.I had never come home yet.Yet,i felt i have nowhere to come,neither dad’s home.I wandered where he is now,what’s he doing.Has he been married?I think he wouldn’t.I’ve been accostumed to live alone,to get many troubles to fall.I can support my life without dad.
Since my mom’s death,fifteen years ago,everything changed.
I know,sometimes i feel it so real,God has sentenced me with that the accident was my fault.He never said that i’m no more his daughter.But indeed,he never calls me my name.I’ve been 22 years old.It’s been 4 years i never met him.But i feel it’s like we’re never met.

“Hallo.Whom i’m speaking to?”
I can hear the way he breath there,the same.But the voice…i think he gets older 20 years in years.
“Mike,is that you my Mile?Hey,where’ve you been.You’ve never called me.How’re you there.Okay.Mile,sorry for being a tromble for you.I’m real monster you think,Mile?
I can hear and imagine that he’s crying.
“Dad,it’s Mile,indeed?I miss you.That’s enough.Nothing to regret anymore.Would you mind if i would be in you side?”
“It’s what i ‘ve expected,honey.Would you come back?”He asked.I can feel now,all my troubles had evaporated.There’s no angry.
“Dad,i’ll come home.I promise,i’ll come home.”


Created by:Duli Asih Siregar(XIX-GEN)

It's Me Dad

“Why can’t you come?”It’s all easy thing.You just come give your mind,listen when i’m called.See i would be on stage,you can stand up,keep in a smile and y…..”
“Stop it will you mile?I’ve still a lot of work to do.Don’t you know that.I don’t want to hear any complaint of yours clear?”
No answer.I just can hear a phone being closed.
It’s me your little Mile,i say it in my mind.It’s mile.

Let’s all different was.I’m the angel of light,dad said that to me.I wanted.I sat on abeach.I can hear some people are inside the room.If i could break the door,then i came in.I hear the door being opened and face i know get out of that room.
“Mile,i think it’s not in the right place we can talk”He said.Dad took me get out of his office,of that building.He cook me on his cars.I know he would take me nowhere.
“Now Mile,I’up got a very little time to rest it should be my lunch time.”He said.
“I didn’t ask you to meet me on your rest time.But i know,i would never speaks to you if i shadn’t come here.
Dad,i just want to talk.To weeks later,i wouldn’t have been here again.I’m gonna leave this town.
He just nodded.I don’t know what the might though that time.
“why do you leave?at last he asked me without a sense.
“I’m sorry i didn’t tell you.It’s about time you know.”
“I’ve been enrolled in Hampsburg.I just accepted the confirmation two months ago,and i’ll be left by next Saturday.”
Four years had been passed.I had never come home yet.Yet,i felt i have nowhere to come,neither dad’s home.I wandered where he is now,what’s he doing.Has he been married?I think he wouldn’t.I’ve been accostumed to live alone,to get many troubles to fall.I can support my life without dad.
Since my mom’s death,fifteen years ago,everything changed.
I know,sometimes i feel it so real,God has sentenced me with that the accident was my fault.He never said that i’m no more his daughter.But indeed,he never calls me my name.I’ve been 22 years old.It’s been 4 years i never met him.But i feel it’s like we’re never met.

“Hallo.Whom i’m speaking to?”
I can hear the way he breath there,the same.But the voice…i think he gets older 20 years in years.
“Mike,is that you my Mile?Hey,where’ve you been.You’ve never called me.How’re you there.Okay.Mile,sorry for being a tromble for you.I’m real monster you think,Mile?
I can hear and imagine that he’s crying.
“Dad,it’s Mile,indeed?I miss you.That’s enough.Nothing to regret anymore.Would you mind if i would be in you side?”
“It’s what i ‘ve expected,honey.Would you come back?”He asked.I can feel now,all my troubles had evaporated.There’s no angry.
“Dad,i’ll come home.I promise,i’ll come home.”


Created by:Duli Asih Siregar(XIX-GEN)

HE LIKES

One evening,in a small bedroom.Tina was lie down in her bed.She looked think hard about something.
“hm…why he always looked at me?did he like me?Oh God it’s impossible.”(Tina told to herself).
Suddenly….
“Tina….Tina…come here.Let’s have our dinner.”Tina’s mother called Tina from dining room.
“Yes…mom.I’ll come.Wait a moment.”(Tina went to dining room).In dining room,Tina enjoy her dinner with her mother and her twin,Tania.
“Mom,did you know,Ali the leader of OSIS in our school now a days always looked at me.I thought he liked me.”
“Oh..really.I was glad to.But you are sure,honey?didn’t think so,to fast.You must had a strong fact to made conclusion like that.”Mother gave advice.
“I was agreed with mother,Tina.I suggested you didn’t hope to much.”Tania spoke.
“what did you mean?OK.Maybe i was not as beautiful as you are.But,could you respect me?”
“Tina,sorry.I don’t mean like that.I just didn’t want see you sad finally.If it’s not true.”
“Thank you….”Tina looked so angry,she left dining room.
*****************
A moment at time back from school….
Tina and Tania always walked together.Eventhough theywere in different classbut they always go home together.It was commanded from their mother.
In their school gate,Ali sat in his motorcycle.He looked at Tina and Tania.Tina realized that and gave smile to Ali.Ali reply it with smile to.
“Did you see that?”asked Tania.
“What?”Tania spoke.
“Ali looked at me.He smiled for me.Oh…he so handsome.”Tina spoke.
“Yah Tina.I see.”Tania try to answer it.
“Oh God.My heart go on beat.(Tina looked so happy)

At Tina and Tania’s home,telephone was rang.Kring………..
“Hallo…Tania’s home?”asked by Ali.
“Yes that right.This is Tania.Who is this?”
“Me?Ali.My name’s Ali”
“Oh..my sister Tina was in her bedroom.Wait a moment.I would call her.”
“No.Wait…..”Ali liked want to say something.But Tania put the phone.
“Tina…….”called by Tania.
“Yap….!”Tina answer.
“here is phone for you.From Ali.”
“Yes…i will come.”Replied by Tina.
Tina lifted the phone.
“Hallo….Ali…”Tina spoke.
(nobody reply her)
“halo……”
“tut…tut…tut…….”
“Why?Tania you are so late to call me He finished his phone.
“Ha..but…i…”Tania can’t say anything.
“Ok…Ok…i’m wrong.But he certainly wanted to say something for me.”Tina looked so regret.

Tina was in her class.Suddenly one of her friend told that Ali want met her.Ali waited for her in front of their class.
“Oh…Ali…….”Tina spoke.
“I want say something to you.”Ali spoke.
“What???(Tina thought that Ali will say.I like you.)
“I like…(Ali smile)I like your sister Tania.I like her so much.”
“What????”(Tina so shock)
“Ya…i like Tania.Can you helped me to say this to Tania??”
But Tina can’t reply him.
“Tina…can you help me?Ali asked.
“oh…Of course.Why not?Tina replied.
“Oh…thanks God.I want to know about Tania deeply.”Ali spoke.
“good.She will happy to hear this.(Tania try to smile)
“God…i’m so shy.What can i say to mother and Tania also….
THE END

Theodora Purba

A Good Son

In Japan, people say not only what she/he has done in their life, but also what does that they made when she/he died.
A man beget from a farm family. He is a seventh child in his family. And there is an issue that if a son was born in the midnight and so many roar of the wolf, the child will be brought the disadvantages for the village. This child named Jakam Becksmith. Although all the issues, his family didn’t care about it.
Because, in fact this kid make so many trouble in future said a furtoner. This family wants to kill this baby. In the night this family attacked by Indian people. They came and around the house.
But, the Indian didn’t kill the family by the gun, or by the magic. All the personal of the family was painted because the Indian scatter the magic powder to the air.
They look so dimly and their hair so long and brown. Their eyes like a wolf’s eyes. That is how the picture of the Indian. The Indian steal the baby.
In the Indian family, this baby came with the good celebration. The leader growth this child with harshly and stringet.
To make convince, this child ever thrown to the lion area to make him more courage. Jakam never see the smile and harmony and made him be so harsh like a lion. When fight the lion he flee his thumb.
One day, because the Becksmith family ask for cut the forest more than usually and perporated the line area, made the Indian angry.
Jakam was leading Indian to attack the village and kill the entire male. In fact, Indian was losing because the villager uses the machine gun but the Indian use the traditional gun.
Jakam was live and back to his Indian village. He get the teacher how to use magic from Indian Apache. Jakam was changed name to Bresto and more dimly. In his eyes only to response revenge to the Becksmith family.
But, his attention was wiped out when he know he came from Backsmith family and he never forget his trace if bullet ever touch his back.
Jakam now his name Bresto tell to his son about his story. But the son knows that the man in that story is Bresto. Right he is my father because I know from his trace of bullet in his back when I was brush his back.
Yeah, he is my father and now be a chief in this town center and make army villager and Indian make a good relationship. But, that story is real, because my father also bring the disadvantages in our life.
Deeply in my heart I laugh because he married with the uggy ladies. It is right, she is my mother. Ha…ha…






A Son in Glory Land
My name is Setaweda Brajabasuki. It is a nice name, right? But, many of my relatives call me Teto. I don’t know why they do that. I have a blessed family. My father is a Dutch officer. The name of my father’s regiment is KNIL. They are delegated by Dutch Government to handle this Pacific Hindie. I hope this land will never be proclamated , because KNIL is a powerful military regiment. My father is Javanese. Because he get good position in KNIL and ever study in other country, he get a good position in their culture.
Even though he get a good position too in Javanese culture, I never feel like a Javanese. Why…? Because I have a Dutch mother. She looks very beautifull, I prefer to follow my mother tradition than my father. And when I have been adult someday. I will enter KNIL too.
In this year, 1939, my father promoted to be captain in KNIL. I was so happy but I never ashamed to play with the other son who have a father that have a lower position than my father. I always swim in dirty river, steal guava or follow the march of soldier.
Batavia, a good great city. I will defend you from that arrogant nationalism. I will not give chance to them to proclamated their winning days and change this land name become Indonesia. Pacific Hindi is always train my bodies with nice exercises like push up, sit up, run, and pull up. I do this because I want to be the KNIL officer.
I’m 16 years old now. It means 2 years ahead, I will follow test to enter KNIL. I will train my body and I will enter that regiment.
This time, I want to enjoy my time in this glorious land and prepare my self to serve the Holland’s Kingdom. And I will defend this land from that arrogant nationalism and I want to follow the good steps of my father.

Short Stories

Beside in Bahasa, ELBOW is leran about writing in other language, a week after doing short stories in Bahasa, ELBOW improved their literature skill by writing in English and Batak Language...
Here they are
Ndada Holan Mangan Modom
A Good Son
He Likes
It's Me Dad
to be continue..

BELLA

“Ting..Nung”
Bel rumah Bella bordering. Dengan cepat Bella, gadis belia yang m,asih 13 tahun segera membuka pintu. “Maaf mbak, apa betul ini rumah Nn. Bella Yuliana?”
“oh iya pak pus, saya Bella. Bapak sudah dari tadi saya tunggu, bapak mau mengantar CD saya kan ?”. jawab Bella antusias.
Sudah tiga hari Bella mengunggu CD beyonce terbaru yang dibelinya dari shopping-site terbesar di Indonesia. Dengan membari tip sebesar 10 % kepada pak pos sebagai tanda terima kasih Bella bergegas membawa masuk CD Beyonce itu dan langsungmengendap ke kamar kakaknya- Marcia yang sedang duduk di kelas XI SMA unggulan. Marcia adalalh kakak sekaligus musuh bagi Bella, Ia selalu melarang Bella menggunakan peralatan home-theatre yang ada di kamarnya. Maka itulah Bella ingin memakainya pada hari ini berhubung Marcia sedang mengikuti Mathematic super Camp di Jambore, Cibubur.
Lima menit telah berlalu Bela masih termangu melihat audio-set kak Marcia yang mengagumlan. Brlla tidak dapat mengoperasikannya dan berhubung rumahnya sepi, orangtua Bella adalah orang yang sibuk sehingga Bella dan kakaknya memiliki rumah yang berbeda dengan orangtuanya yang notabene selalu berpindah tempat kerja dan urusan bisnis. Dengan bermodalkan semangat juang tinggi Bella lalu menekan tombol power dari sebuah speaker-set setinggi satu meter dan ramping.
“Ok speaker nyala!”, ucap Bella.
Lalu EBlla mulai membangun kepercayaan dirinya dengan menekan tombol merah pad audio playernya. Lalu lampu sorot kecil di dalam audio playernya menyala halus.
“Audio-ready”, kerinagt Bella bercucuran ketikaia mulai memasukan CD Beyonce itu kedalam Audio player. Maklum Bella selalu menonton MTV Chart setiap hari jam 4.30 pagi, Bella bangun sedini itu juga karna Ia harus berangkat ke sekolah pukul 5.15 mengingat macetnya ibu kota. Belum lama ini dia sudah menelepon orangtuanya untuk melaporkan keinginannya untuk menggunakan audio-set kak Marcia. Namun ibunya tidak mengizinkannya.
“mama jahat ah, kenapa kakak punya home-teathre tapi kalo aku Cuma biola!”, pekik Bella sambil menutup telepon.
Bella yang sekit hati karna tidak mengetahui alasan larangan itu mencoba untuk berjuang sendiri,
“yang penting kan ngga ada yang tau!” kata bella dalam hati.
Setelah memasukkan CD Beyonce itui, Bella sabar menunggu proses loading dan akhirnya ia dapat mendengarkan lagu kesukaannya
Halo-Beyonce
MEnjelang beberapa saat Bella mulai mengutak-atik tombol audio player dengan remote controllernya. Tombol semi tombol Bella tekann sehingga banyak efek suara yang ditimbulkan. Bunyi serene, kaca pecah, suara binatang, dan semuanya itu membuat suasana gaduh dan rebut dengan volume tinggi.
Bella mulai merasakan keegangan pada urat sarafnya, lalu ia bergegasa mencari tombol yang tepat untuk mematikan suara gaduh yang ditimbulkan audio-playernya. Namun yang terjaid lampu disco mini dikamar Marcia menyala beralunan dengan music yang tidak dapat dikontrol lagi. Dengan saraf yang mu;lai menegang Bella mulai merasakan kejang disekaitar tubuknya, seketika itu ia mengeluarkan busa dari mulutnya, tanggan dan kakinya kaku dan ia merasakan ketegangan yang luarbiasa hingga ia tak sadarkan diri.
Untungnya Marcia bergegas pulang karena ia lupa membawa kartu pesertanya, dan ketika ia mendengar keributan dari rumahnya begergas ia lari kedalam rumah dan mencari sumber keributan. Dia menemukan Bella tergeletak kaku diatas lantai kamarnya. Bella yang sejak lahir menderita epilepsy sangat mengkhawatirkan hati Marcia, karna itulan Marcia tidak mengizinkan Bella masuk ke kamarnya terlebih menggunakan home theaternnya, Marcia juga melarang Bella menggunakan barang barang elektronik yang dapat memicu sarafnya menegang.
Segera Marcia ganjal lidah Bella yang seudah berlumuran darah dengan sendok dan membawanya ke rumah sakit.
Sesaat setelah Bella PUlih, Bella paun terbangun
“kak..”
Ketika melihat Kak Marcia tertidur di sofa.
“Iya dek , kamu udah siuman ?”, jawab Kak Marcia.
“iya kak, kakak ngga ikut Mathematic Super Camp ?”, Tanya Bella.
“udah ah, ngga usah ngomongin itu lagi. Yang penting kan kesehatan kamu.”
“Kak, maafin aku ya karna melawan kakak selama ioni”
“Iya kakak maafin, tapi jangan ulangi lagi ya dik. Kakak sayang kamu.”
“Aku juga kak.”

This Short story is dedicated to my lovely sister ;)
Rica Martyna
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