Celoteh - Sachdar

When we enjoy the nature,
our hearts will be bound up with it, together,
and restore our souls to the place of origin.

When we looked at, there will be the spirit of life
with positive energy is huge.

When we feel,
will no warmth affection
who will fill the vacuum of empty souls.

When we animate the natural atmosphere,
we will forget mundane,
that had been cut off we are without mercy.

When we are close to nature,
our hearts will feel closer to the Creator,
The Creator who is everything.


That afternoon, after a day of struggling with the guests who attended the marriage my cousin, I was refresh myself by looking at the scenery around the place. The sprawling rice fields, greening the earth's surface with grain was ripe. In the suburbs, was a causeway connecting fields between the road north to the south of the village. In the west, were two small saung, farmers resort to remove sweat and exhausted, after a half-day work.

Without realizing it, my view of nature as carried away that afternoon. Now, my eyes focused forward, visible pengrango mountain scenery very beautiful, strong and stand up straight on the face of this earth. I remember when do adventuring to the mountain September last year, although not up until the top, but I'm quite happy to climb the hill foot.

I'm really stunned by the beauty of nature is, how very wonderful carvings on each side of the mountain. Implication, the implication of white clouds floating around, add the perfection of divine creation is not a single human being can match. The sky is a bluish, a background that is in sync with the natural color of the mountain. Mount Pengrango natural charm, it makes me fall asleep, driving up the moment my heart was hungry with natural atmosphere.

Freshness of the water flowing through the shower of yellow bamboo with a diameter large enough that it wants to make himself long enjoyed. The cold can relax their muscles tense nerves, and refreshing mood is frantic.

When i'm doing wudlu [ritual ablution before prayer"islam"], wishing it to wash my face again and again, if only the flow of water from a big time, but the cold water as fresh as the mountains. There was some small expense of this shower, when I finished berwudlu, another cousin has told me as a joke, he asked, 'a', krannya 've closed yet? "Hahaha .... cash only I smiled, because the water here is not the same as in my house. In place, using a bamboo water channel, and derived from the time or the river, while in my home, using a pipe culvert with the end of the faucet, and comes from Jetpump or PAM.

That afternoon, after follow-up exams at college, I caught the rain. And I only permit one hour to my boss, I somehow have to get to the office. I tried to step my foot into the front lobby, wondering how to get to the office. Arriving in the front yard, I saw the little boy was running a large umbrella little to the north, fancy he was around 6 years, reminded me of when I first entered elementary school level one. I just call him "de, motorcycles umbrella!", "yes om!" he said. "But little far, about 1 km" I said, and he replied "no problem!". then he handed me the big umbrella, then I hold up the umbrella as he walked her under her umbrella with me, in my heart to say "sorry for this kid in the rain, not necessarily physically able to resist the cold rain.

Then we both walked down the small streets behind the building offive affairs of Matraman area, we occasionally have to stop down the street when passing other pedestrians, because of the narrowness of the road. I purposely took this path, rather than a big way, because in addition to shorter, also can avoid the spray from a passing vehicle road. On the way I try to talk with the little boy

"Are you, Just back from school!"
"I'm not study!" He said
"Ohya! What about it? "I asked curiously
with origin he answered "no cost!"
"Oh so! What work did your parents'
"My father just finished contract at him office"
"Hmm .... your mother? "
with slowly he replied "my mother was dead!"
"Ooh, .. excuse me! "
"It's ok, om! Rilexs "style grinning little boy. Hehe ...
"soo, kmu live where?"
"It om my house!" While pointing her index finger toward the house.
Turns out she and her father rent a small house directly behind the building BCA, father've married 4 times, and the boy is the result of her marriage to the fourth, but unfortunately after having a baby, his wife died.

"Where u stay, om?" Asked the boy behind
"I live near form RT.09 badminton court, not far from here!"
"Ohh that's it! Field that's where I played ball together with friends "
"Oh ya! By the way, after finished work, are your money will you save?! "
"give to the father, pity him, more ill at home"
"Hmm ... you are very good! Diligent again "

Do not feel we've reached the office, after the reward, I say thank you to the boy, and he just grinned a horse, as he said "your welcome!" And then he stepped into the road, hoping there are other people who need his services.

I finally arrived at the office, but a short trip with the boy tenant umbrella, giving the former a very in to this myself, I salute all the boys, from a polite way of speaking like a kid who was educated at the school, although he did school yet. I guess his father is very wise to educate the boy. Then courage in living her life makes me ashamed, not visible at all face pleading, or the attitude of complaining, he is optimistic through life, when she was still young. But sometimes this self, just got a little test, was complaining, and become pessimistic. It's that attitude is a little slap me. Had my position as her, maybe I will not put up with such life. In conditions of scarcity he could care for her father who was sick, great sense of responsibility to my parents than myself. What I do for my parents, no nothing with the little boy.

Lessons from the boy's very meaningful to me. Not a lot of little boy who has an attitude like that, boy was like an angel to me, maybe it sent Allah SWT to scold.

That afternoon, the sky began to appear with the gradation, seen a few strokes of white clouds, mixed with yellow reddish, perhaps a reflection of the sun's twilight and the coming months. What a beautiful sight, like an abstract painting on canvas cut up into.

There were sparrows descend cracks hospital. It seems there is life, because some nests are composed of woven twigs of trees there. At the hospital, there is also life, only less than perfect life. Place, filled with a lot of hope, and despair. There are even some people who are only waiting for final seconds of his life in the world. Aroma chemicals, is dominating the air circulation in that place, and can make them sick for the allergy to the drug.

In one room, I and my daughter, was engrossed mingle. My left hand holding a small bowl of rice with several side dishes, and other hand held a spoon that is ready menyiduk contents of the bowl. Gusts of wind from the fan mounted on the roof of the room, add cool evening air. Occasionally heard mournful moans from the next room, which makes sad, the hearts of the inhabitants of the hospital.

"Well ... well ... .. ade buy a doll ya! Ade next week's birthday. "Says my daughter quietly. At that time dinda was lying in a hospital because of Dengue Fever hit.
"What a doll de?," I asked.
"Doll loo .... pooh, "she said, as he is led in pain.
"God willing, next week my father bought .... but ade to an appointment as a father. Ade should promise, if ade should be cured! ... hows? "
"Hmm .... yes, ade promise ... "
"Good child! That is just the name my father's daughter, ... if you want to quickly recover ade should eat, trus taking medication, "I said.
"Oh gitu ya, yah!"
"Iyaa, so, now ade eat ya! ayoo ...." I said, with a spoonful of rice into his mouth.

Finally dinda opened his mouth and chewed rice that I just grease his. "Siip ...... daughter's father was smart ,....."

I'm glad to see my daughter wanted to eat, because since the five-day hospitalization, she was very difficult to eat.

At that time I was smiling, but my heart cried. I'm sorry for all the dinda, after three months and then sentenced types of physicians, now he must be treated again because of Dengue Fever.

Indeed, since my wife died, he was just getting the love and attention from me. As for my time to dinda very little, I was too busy with my work.

I asked my sister who was in college, to stay with me, so that some company dinda when I was in the office.

When the sweat came, I lay my body on the couch home. My mind wandered to each side of my life. I could see my wife's face who had left a year ago, I missed him. He is the figure of a good wife, wise mother figure, while my best friend.

In that wanderings, crossed dinda a sad face. If the pain can be moved kediriku, I'll be sincere in his place. "Sorry for you, son," I thought. Did not feel I shed a tear.

Suddenly, my cell phone rang.

"Gung, before I am sorry nih. Forced, tomorrow I have to assign you to Borneo to conduct Site Acceptance Test, Indosat project, "
"Hmm, there was nothing else, sir? Frankly I was quite mind, know their own father, my son is still in the hospital, "as he wiped the tears, I refuse the request boss.
"No one else can, you only the best people in the company that can do this job. Come on, this time I begged kekamu, just four days aja kok! "

I paused for a moment, to think about what decisions must take. Finally I was forced to accept the request boss.

"OK, sir! I'll take this risk. "
"Good, tk's yes! I've got tickets and the necessary documents, then I'll send someone to send it to your house. "
"Ok sir! Tk's also yes .... "I said, as he ended the conversation.

That same evening I went to the hospital to see my daughter.

"De, you've better kah?," I asked dinda
"Still a bit dizzy, well!." I tried to hold his forehead with the back of my hand, not temperature. Apparently, his fever was still high.
"De, father had not bought you a doll! Aja ya later, four days away ... "
"Gpp well, but why should four days, yah?."
"Anu ... hhh .... father's work outside the office, but you do not worry, just four days aja kok! Father promises, his return would have bought you a doll. "

Frankly I was a little hard to say goodbye to him, but I have no other choice. I know, dinda very sad to hear that, seen from the look on his face that was still innocent.

But I also can not look sad in front of him, when I could not hold back my feelings, I'm out of the room dinda treated. Tears, I thought, "why do I have to take this difficult decision, very tough to leave my daughter I am."

But I must not dissolved with sadness, perhaps this is the best way should I go. I wipe my tears, and then returned to dinda, kissed her forehead, and left him still lying limp in the room.

When I was out of town, almost every 6 hours so I called my sister, in order to find out dinda condition, my daughter.

When the last day of duty, I sempatkan myself to buy presents for my brother and my daughter. Not forgetting pooh doll, sepesial for dinda birthday.

That very afternoon, with the plane I left Kalimantan to Jakarta.

Around 6 o'clock in the afternoon I arrived in Jakarta.

But when I want to get off the plane, I fell. Fortunately, when it was only a few steps back, so my fall was not too sick. For some reason, when I was very careless. And I've tried to be careful.

From the airport I went on my way to the house by taxi, after putting the equipment plan, I'm going to the hospital, to meet dinda.

Four days was not met my daughter, it was missed. After this assignment, I will take a sabbatical, so he could accompany dinda in hospital.

Around seven o'clock, I arrived in front of my house residential complex. But I was riding in a cab that could not get into housing, because the front portal was closed.

"What is yes, tumben-tumbenan closed its portal," I thought.

Then I fell in front of the housing, and continue on foot. A few meters from my house, I saw many people gathered in front of my house. It makes me nervous. Kupercepat fast pace to get home.

Arriving in front of the house, one neighbor, with a sad face, immediately approached me. Then said, "sir, the patient yes!." My heart is increasingly erratic, my mind wondered, "what's actually."

From the front of the house, I saw many people were inside the house to teach. Then I step my foot to get inside. What a surprise, after seeing my daughter was lying stiffly among the people.

"Not possible!." There was a suitcase and some plastic bags that I tenteng apart from my grasp.

Dinda eyes, was not seen as a closed cotton, and wrapped his body also had a white cloth. I approached the body that was not dead, the corpse had been so close to me, which encouraged the bodies to stay alive, my daughter's body so I care about.

I could only stare at my daughter's pale face. A few drops of tears rolled down my cheeks sidelines. I wish I did not remember Penciptaku, now I have a good cry.

I softly said,

"Why did you leave his father, de?,"
"Why not say goodbye the same old dad?,"
"Father, had brought the doll of pooh ya!,"
"This birthday gift for you .........."

Her lips are smiling made me a very sad time, who knows how many drops of water out of this mine. At the time I'm sorry, if I had not agreed to work outside the city, probably will not happen something like this.

But, I can not regret that, perhaps it's become his destiny. None of the creatures who could oppose him. Honesty have my daughter's departure, I'm sure now he was met by his mother in Heaven.

Six hours over ten minutes earlier, dinda last breath in the hospital, coinciding with the arrival of the plane in Jakarta. Indeed, it struck me greatly, I have wasted the only grace of God that I have right now. Hopefully this incident, can make my eyes wide open, how precious time I have.

Black smoke from the exhaust of vehicles passing by, adding the thick of hot air in the daytime. Vehicle traffic that cause a hoarse voice, helped enliven the atmosphere of pandemonium on the red light. When the red color appeared, the driver stopped the Cars like hypnotized by the color.

At that moment, kang asep and some friends went into action. defect legs (pincang), he following every vehicle that was stopped, no matter whatever extreme heat the stinging heat of the sun's black body, no matter what the thickness of fumes entering the nasal cavity. He continued his activities until the red color to hide.

"Cigarettes, mas!" He offers merchandise which he put dikotak whose size is only as wide as his chest. He selempangkan box rope hooks on the body rather thin to hold the load.

Visible left hand carrying a plastic bucket containing a few bottles of aqua, complete with a block of ice began to melt. In between the fingers of his right hand tucked into two bottles of 600ml size aqua.

"Aqua .......!" person's voice from the rear. Kang Asep who heard it, immediately to the sound source, then took a bottle of aqua and give to the buyer.

It's really hard struggle, with his work, not much he could produce. One day can get fifteen thousand dollars only, is a fortune for himself. Maybe he could actually get more than that, but he realized he was not alone in the red light, a lot of friends who have the same job with him.

When he was hawking his wares, he saw a family in the car silver panther, was busy mingle. His mind was far away, down the side of the past life. He remembered with bitter experiences.

Five years ago, he and his family traveled to the summit. In a steered, he was startled by the presence of a white corolla car coming from the opposite direction. That motorists do not carefully steered, thus making kang asep who was driving a car, slammed the steering wheel the other direction to avoid a collision. But, really na'as, at which he was heading towards the abyss.

In the accident, he had only just surviving, and after that, his life destroyed. He lost his son and his wife, he lost his job, having to be hospitalized for several months. He also owned property loss, because up to treat him. His chest was cracked and almost broke his left leg, so to have an operation that requires considerable cost.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a car horn in front of him. Apparently he was hiding the color red. Then he wiped the tears that trickled from his eyes, as he pulled over to the coastal road.

"Kang ... kang asep, cry? "asked a friend of the profession lane road with him.

"Oh, ... I'm not ... the dust has enter of my eyes, it has Like after cries?! hehe .. "said Kang Asep entertain themselves.

In this world he was just himself, after the accident. Relatives and family no one would accept him. Now he is a cripple who do not have any.

Once he tried to end his life with a can establish liquid mosquito. Luckily, his friend who was visiting the rented, seeing conditions, who was then unconscious. Kang asep then rushed to the nearest hospital. Finally, life could be saved kang Asep.

"Hmm,. why am I not dead? Well, maybe God has not allowed me to die. "

After the incident, kang asep stupidity never repeat again. He realized, that is not itself that determines the end of his life, everything is determined by its creator, as well as with children and his wife who had preceded him.

Kang Asep is now, not a weak kang Asep. Although he was handicapped, he tried not to bother other people. He also worked with great enthusiasm. When his friends were still asleep, kang asep already in the intersection to work. when he else had returned to his home, kang asep still in the intersection.

One morning, the intersection was filled with many people. Several police officers were securing the area looking around, and the other officers busy directing traffic starting solid. Not long later, came an ambulance unit.

"What happened there huh? Whay appeared ambulance, "said wise, one kang asep friend who had saved him from death. When it was wise to walk into the intersection to work. Surprise, he, when he saw the bodies being brought four were health workers.

"No one else, that kang asep!." He said.

"Kang asep .... "He shouted loudly, and it invites other friends, who had just arrived at the crossroads ..

They really did not think the body is kang Asep. Tears could not be contained anymore, tears flowed freely, and the sadness surrounding community hawkers who then learned of the death kang Asep.

According to eyewitnesses, about five o'clock this morning, he saw a car from the west were speeding toward the intersection. As I passed the intersection, there was a human scream, followed by the sound of falling hard objects. Out of curiosity, he immediately ran toward the intersection, and there he saw the man lying with the body tensed. Fresh blood appeared out of the mouth and nose, he spontaneously shouted for help in the hope that there will be others who come and help. Until finally arrived several police officers, followed by an ambulance unit.

Yesterday night, I decided to come home parent, because my mother was previously contacted by phone and asked me to go home. Around 7 o'clock that night, after maghrib, in drizzle, I forced myself to leave the office. Usually, out of the office, I was able to cross the street, to wait Public Car [angkot] , but because the busway project, I was forced to walk again around ½ km past the bridge, because the usual way I passed was bounded of hedge .

from Matraman to Kp.Melayu, I got angkot M.01, the weather was not good, said my friend miss drizzle [gerimis ngrindu...!], because usually when the drizzle, he always remembered by his wife who was at home,. Hehehe ... when we get kp. Melayu, I turned angkot, and go to Kramatjati, I got angkot M.06. Increasingly unfriendly weather, a sudden heavy rain, thankfully I was sitting a little to the middle, if not, can wet clothes. When it is full angkot, meeting 4 people sitting in front of me, and that 5 people sitting with me, and 2 people sitting near the door, and another 2 people sitting in front with the driver. Initially pity also saw 2 people sitting right in front of the door, because they were in the rain, but because they are man, I get a little blase.

At the intersection Otista, angkot was stopped becasuse hit a red light. Then from the side of the road, there are 2 girls who approached. They hobbled, crossing their arms to the chest, a sign of cold. Then they rose, and stood at the door. Angkot start moving along with the migration of traffic lights to green. 2 children were singing softly, with a slightly trembling voice. When the driver know that there are 2 small children climbed angkot, he sent down to them, for fear of falling. But the children were ignored, and continued his singing is not clear. Finally the driver to slow down somewhat, and the boy sang trus. One said, "cool banget ya kak!", Then the only answer "bear wrote, later also used", it seems they both brothers. If I look at their age around 6-8 years of age who do not deserve to make money. In between their songs, they laughed together, who knows what's funny, maybe just the way they remove the cold, or just to entertain themselves.

Sometimes I think, how her parents! The hours should be 2 much for him to stay home and study. But I also do not know, whether they are school! Hmm ... in reverie, I think the more distant, if not the school, perhaps because their parents could not afford their school. Uhh ... I'm so embarrassed of myself, why do they have children, but rather to have been abandoned! a pity the children! They're was enjojed when made it!

Oops ... cursory I think what is the cause of children's? Until the rainy willing to singing! What is only just to eat? Or they have to deposit to their parents! And they will be reprimanded if not put up! Dear,. If you like that, his name suppression. Hmm .... then why should I also think that far ahead, eit ... I just thought, if only we in their position, whether we will do the same thing! Hmm ... maybe! Because the situatiob which forced them to do so.

Arriving at the intersection check mark, they end their song, then took out a plastic bubble, which is rather large, then passed it to the passenger, in the hope someone would give him coins in exchange for her singing services. I reach for my pants pocket, then I found a few coins, worth untold, I immediately picked up and gave it to the 2nd child. Indeed, not many gave him coins, but did not seem sad, or disappointed strokes from their faces, they seemed satisfied with what they get. Finally, when the red lights, they descended from angkot, and move to another angkot.

To be honest I really applaud them, they struggle enviable! [struggle loh! Not ngamennya]. Maybe they were fighting for the interests of others, regardless of their condition, could be due to the rain, the next they are sick. In heavy rain conditions, they forced themselves to work, singing, singing, for the sake of coins whose value may not amount to much. But they think that they've tried, they showed that they could find their own money without having to beg on the roadside, or at a crossroads.

Sometimes we complain when the rain came, and our intention to abort the work. Sometimes we complain cape! Because a day of work. Sometimes we do not remember, that girls are still small cape never complained, or too cold. When we enter the all conditions are not excited, remember that 2 girls!

Once, long time ago, there lived a young woman named "lien" which has just proposed marriage by a handsome young man. He lived at home with the parents of the boy. The early weeks, he felt comfortable staying there, but the more days, he became angry, because of disagreement between him and her husband's mother. Almost every day, when her husband went to work, he and his in-law disagree, if only with words, but really it was not wearing his heart.

Even her husband, who already knew it, the stress made. All the way he did to reconcile his wife and parents, but no avail. Their egos are equally large, their properties are equally loud.

At the peak of his frustration, lien attempt to resolve the problem at home, he recalled with a physician, a friend of his late father. That day he was immediately to the doctor.

When I got there, he told all its problems at home, and he believed that the way out only, is to eliminate the mother-in-law lives.

Physician, who is famous wise enough, to understand the true problems experienced by the lien, he caught that, the arrival of a lien to him just to ask for the poison to kill mother-in-law.

"Hmm ... if you want to poison him, not with poison whose effects are rapid, so that other people do not have a suspect." Said the physician.

"Then, what kind of poison, whose effects are not fast." Said lien.

"Wait a minute,,," then the physician, went into his room and take something that is packaged in small bottles.

"You cook, cooking most favorite mother-in-law, then sprinkle it" said the doctor, handing the small bottle.

"And one more thing, .. so that no one suspected that you had been poisoned, you should be kind to him "

After receiving the bottle and some advice from a physician, a lien back to his home. He returned with a happy heart, because soon, the problem at home will be finished soon.

Since then, his mother-in-law lien against very good. This time the lien was never refute every word mother-in-law, he was very patient. He also often makes the mother-in-law's favorite dish, and it makes the attitude toward the mother-in-law was also changed. Mother-in-law, do not nag as ever, he loved his son [lien] as his own son.

Since then, the atmosphere of life at home is very comfortable, and full of happiness, because another one was able to appreciate and respect each other. Lien was delighted, because her mother-in-law is not like before, now leads the very fond of her. But ..... but there is one thing that makes a lien worry, she'll feel very guilty about it if, every day of the poison he gave to the mother-in-law will affect mortality. Currently, he does not want the mother-in-law died. Then he immediately went to the doctor who had been given poison.

Lien told his current condition, he did not want to mother-in-law died, because now he was too bad to him. He wants the physician to give a poison antidote.

However, the doctor just smiled, and it makes the lien was surprised.

The physician said that, a small bottle that once he gave a lien, it is not toxic, but only for the elderly rheumatic drugs. He deliberately did that, so that a lien would not open her eyes, that there is a more noble way to solve the problem at home.

After that, a lien grateful to the physician. He got a very valuable lesson at all from the old man.