Kamis, 05 Juli 2012

Tugas Bahasa Inggris: Folklore, Fable and Dialogue


Preface
First of all I would like to thanks a lot to the almighty Allah SWT who has give me a good change and good condition so that I can completed this my work project in semester two class eleven program science one. And also I want to say thank you very much to my English teacher who has teach me fildly in class room although at out door  class room, maybe OSIS or other actifity.
Maybe I was never thinking one day me and my friends will separate from senior high school 3 Kendari or SMA Negeri 3 Kendari, because I hope we can together to study in our class room until to search our ambition. But the time is very short to together with my friend’s and study together, so I’m say thank you very much to my friend’s who has help me when I do know something and I hope you can remember me in your heart.
With a pleasure I want to say thank you very much to my family who has support me when I studied in class one of elementary school until now and this work project is one of estimation English for ascension brazes. Maybe this work project there are many fault so I want to say sorry for there’s fault my behavior to my teacher’s because no body perfect without a mistake.

Kendari, May 22nd, 2012




Writer




1.                   Region story
One upon a time, at one orchard at South-east Sulawesi, these lived a fatherless boy named La Moelu what do be still get teens age. His mother passes away since he was stilling baby. Now, he cohabits his father already so old and can't again look for earnings. Let alone works, even walking shall be helped by one cane. To meet the need their life, La Moelu who shall strive. Since bread and butter, one and only talks shop that gets to be done he is go fish to fish out at river that lies don't restrain from his home. 
One day, La Moelu goes to go fish at an river. Days that, he takes in bait of quite a lot earthworm with expectation can get there are many fish too. While is it arriving riparian it, descry fish folk emerges at water level. He even gets impatient want shortly catch that fish. With vehement, he shortly assemble bait on winks his angle then throw it to folk midst fishes out that. Afterwards, he sits to wait while whistle. Surprisingly, was enough so long he waits, but is not an even one fish touch his bait. 
“Hei, to which his going folk fishes out that? Eventually previous I see them emerge at water level,” La Moelu's hum surprise.
Days getting noon. La Moelu has gotten an even fish. His beginning, he intends to stop goes fish. But since angered for folk to fish out that, finally he even decides to keep on it. 
“Ah, I may not be cast down! Perhaps just fish that haven't found my bait,” his thoughts.
Accordingly, in a little while, suddenly his angle vibrant. With heaving full neglectless, he pulls his angle to adagio ala riverbank. While his angle upraised, descry an anchovy which cute bound up at his angle tip. Even just gets anchovy, La Moelu's heart makes a abode pleasing because that fish form is so beautiful. Finally, he even bring home that fish to be pointed out to his Father. Upon arrival he on the house, his father is even perceives pleasantly see that fish.
“Fish what does you take in that, My child? Exquisite its form,” said his father with awe. 
“I don’t know, Father!” answer La Moelu.
“what are you Better this fish, Father?” ask La Moelu.
“Better you just pet that fish, My child! If even are cooked must not enough for we to eat both,” say Fathers.
That decrepit person then enjoins La Moelu that keep that fish into kembok  one that meaty water. La Moelu follows its father road map. Next day it, just how astonished it La Moelu while see that fish have as big as kembok.  Its father is even aghast while see that queer instance.
“Move shortly that fish into mortar!” instruction Father.
Hearing that instruction, La Moelu shortly fill that mortar with water, then inserts that fish into it. Next day it, that odd instance recurring again. That fish have as big as mortar. Fathers even shortly enjoins La Moelu that move that fish into big jar. On next day, that fish is changed as as big as jar. La Moelu starts confusion look for container to keep that fish.
“Whereabouts again we will keep this fish, Father?” ask La Moelu confused.
Fathers even enjoins La Moelu that insert that fish into drum that lies beside their house. La Moelu shortly insert that fish into that drum. Next day, that fish have as big as drum. Father and that child getting confused, since they have no again container which can keep all that fish. Finally, Fathers enjoins La Moelu to take in that fish to go out to sea. 
La Moelu takes in to fish out it to go out to sea. Before takes down that fish to go out to sea, earlier it gives that fish name and gets order to her.
“Hi, Fish! I give you Jinnande Teremombonga's name. If I call that name, shortly you come to waterfront, since I will give you eating!” say La Moelu.
Even that fish wag its prognostic tail accepts. Afterwards, La Moelu takes down it. That fish is observable leisured and glad because can swim loosely at extensive ocean. 
Next day, in the morning once, La Moelu returns to to go out to sea to feed that fish. Upon arrival its at waterfront, he even immediate screams to call that fish.
“Jinnande teremombonga...!!!”
Are not how long, Jinnande teremombonga comes to draw near it. After eats, that fish returns to escape oceanic. Activity such La Moelu one every morning.
At one particular morning, while La Moelu is feeding Jinnande Teremombonga, there is three young man is reconnoitering he from above tree which boweries. They are family that also neighbour La Moelu. While see a fish gianting to approach La Moelu, young men third that startled surprises. Seeing that thing, therefore evoked their criminal intention wants to catch that fish. 
“Kith! Our let’s catches that fish!” incorrect sharp an of them.
“Sit out before! We don't heady! We sit out until La Moelu goes home, afterwards his new catch that fish,” baulk one young man of the other.
After La Moelu goes back at home, young men third that shortly gets down from tree then walking make towards waterfront. Upon arrival his at waterfront, incorrectly a between they go forward many stages then scream to call that fish.
““Jinnande teremombonga...!!!”
In a crack, Jinnande teremombonga comes to waterfront. But, while see brawling person calls that is not his gentleman, that fish soon swimming back goes to mediterranean sea. 
“Hi, why fishes out it going again?” ask brawling young men previous.
“Ah, perhaps she fears to see you. Retreat! Let I who try to call it,” say another young men forward awhile goes to waterfront.
Are not how long that young men afters is brawling calls it, Jinnande teremombonga comes be. While see his caller face unlike its gentleman face, he even immediate returns to mediterranean sea. Young men third that beginning dejectedding to see that fish behaviour. They even confused for can catch that fish.
After confers, young men third that finds one way, namely incorrect an of they will scream to call that fish, while two another persons will transfix it. Apparently his strategical successful. Upon that fish comes to waterfront, both of young men has already get ready shortly transfix it. Even that fish instantaneous dead. They cut that fish flesh then divide it. One any one gets a part one shoulder. Afterwards, they bring home a part each. Just how pleasing it  their family heart while see fish flesh as much that.
Next day, La Moelu returns to to go out to sea to feed that his favorite fish. Upon arrival his at waterfront, he even immediate screams to call it.
“Jinnande teremombonga..!!!” 
Was enough so long La Moelu waits, but that fish was emerging. Scores of times it screams to call by stricter voice, but that fish not visiting comes to waterfront. La Moelu starts alarm lest happen something with Jinnande Teremombonga.
“To which his going Jinnande Teremombonga? Usually, I for once call she was coming. But this time, I have scores of times call it, she was emerging. What available person have already caught it?” La Moelu's hum.
Until day draws near noon, that fish not visiting comes. Finally, La Moelu goes back at home it with sensory dejected and sad. Inbound, he always think up his favorite fish fate that. Upon arrival his on the house, he even tell that thing to his father. But, Fathers can't have done, just but advises it.
“Have, My child! Perhaps that fish going looks for his friend go to ocean mean there,” say his father.
It is nocturnal, La Moelu visits to go to false house one young man already steal his fish. Fortunately at that moment, that young men eating with his family. While see lauk that their eating of big fish flesh, suddenly La Moelu recollects on Jinannande Teremombonga. 
“Whew, don't fish out their one eats it the Jinnande Teremombonge,” his thoughts.
La Moelu asks of which they get to fish out it. His beginning, that young men is averse to inform it, but afters crowded out by La Moelu finally it even tells the whole lot.
“This morning I catch it at waterfront. Really it why, hi orphan? Do you want also enjoy this fish delicacy?” ask that young men with tone mocks.
Just how downcast La Moelu's heart after hear that young men story. Apparently his assumption is right that side dish that their that eating is Jinnande Teremombonga's flesh. La Moelu's heart increases is sad while that young men offer that fish flesh to her, but one is given to her apparently just leaf papaw. Even treated such, La Moelu doesn't perceive to have a grudge against to that young men. 
While wants to go home to his house, La Moelu takes up fishbone that discarded by that young men. While until in front his house, he buries that fishbone to be able to remembers Jinnande Teremombonga, his favorites fish. 
Next day, La Moelu surprised by some strange happens on that grave, on it growing one plant. Surprisingly again, that plant gets gold bar, leafed silver, diamond flowering, and fruits diamond. he even immediate inform that queer scene to his father. 
‘Father! Plants looking attempt fantastic ahead our house!” ask out La Moelu. 
La Moelu's father soon issue from home while stagger. Really astonished he while the decrepit it sees that fantastic plant.
“Hi, My child! How is this fantastic plant can grow here?” ask La Moelu's father with surprise.
La Moelu tells all so that fantastic plant growing ahead their house. La Moelu's father realises that it all in once blessing from God Is one Omnipotent are given to them. Finally, they even let that plant growing become to outgrow. Islandic one knows fantastic plant existence that in turns shifts to arrive wants to witness he. 
Progressively day, that plant the greater. La Moelu starts to sell stick, leaf, flower, and its piecemeal fruit. Sells yielding money its then he saves. So long too long La Moelu becomes an on easy street that bounteous at his village. he everlastingly helps islandic indigent one, including drd young men which has once caught his favorite fish. No wonder, if all resident at that village so regard and dear to La Moelu. La Moelu lives safe and is happy with his father. 
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2.                  Fable

Once, as a lion lay sleeping in his den, a naughty little mouse ran up his tail, and onto his back and up his mane and danced and jumped on his head ...
...so that the lion woke up.
The lion grabbed the mouse and, holding him in his large claws, roared in anger. 'How dare you wake me up! Don't you know that I am King of the Beasts? Anyone who disturbs my rest deserves to die! I shall kill you and eat you!'
The terrified mouse, shaking and trembling, begged the lion to let him go. 'Please don't eat me Your Majesty! I did not mean to wake you, it was a mistake. I was only playing. Please let me go - and I promise I will be your friend forever. Who knows but one day I could save your life?'
The lion looked at the tiny mouse and laughed. 'You save my life? What an absurd idea!' he said scornfully. 'But you have made me laugh, and put me into a good mood again, so I shall let you go.' And the lion opened his claws and let the mouse go free.
'Oh thank you, your majesty,' squeaked the mouse, and scurried away as fast as he could.   

A few days later the lion was caught in a hunter's snare. Struggle as he might, he couldn't break free and became even more entangled in the net of ropes. He let out a roar of anger that shook the forest. Every animal heard it, including the tiny mouse.
'My friend the lion is in trouble,' cried the mouse. He ran as fast as he could in the direction of the lion's roar, and soon found the lion trapped in the hunter's snare. 'Hold still, Your Majesty,' squeaked the mouse. 'I'll have you out of there in a jiffy!' And without further delay, the mouse began nibbling through the ropes with his sharp little teeth. Very soon the lion was free.
'I did not believe that you could be of use to me, little mouse, but today you saved my life,' said the lion humbly.
'It was my turn to help you, Sire,' answered the mouse.
Even the weak and small may be of help to those much mightier than themselves.


                                                        
3.                  The dialogue
Ø  Accepting
Mom    :    “good morning, kids”
Diana   :    “morning mom, hey joe what are you doing ?”
Joe       :    “I’m calculate cost priece mom”
Diana   :    “ow, I feel you worked your home work”
Joe       :    “no Diana”
Mom    :    “Diana, would you like to follow me to go to the supermarket later ?”
Diana   :    “oh no I feel this day I’m busy”
Joe       :    “yeah, bla…bla…bla ! you just many say and Sunday there are not many activity”
Mom    :    “please help me Diana”
Diana   :    “oh all right, I’ll follow you”
Mom    :    “thank you Diana”
Diana   :    “ok, your welcome”
Ø  Refusing   
Brian    :    “good morning liza”
Liza      :    “morning too”
Brian    :    “do you look alex this morning ?”
Liza      :    “yes I do, he’s sleep in his bedroom”
Brian    :    “oh, he is very lazy”
Liza      :    “yeah every day always late to get up, any way do you have problem ?”
Brian    :    “no just I want to watching concert”
Liza      :    “who’s concert ?”
Brian    :    “my chemical romance and I want to it with Alex”
Liza      :    “wow, it’s amazing”
Brian    :    “yeah I know that so, would you like to follow me and alex to watch concert ?”
Liza      :    “I’m feel no”
Brian    :    “why ?”
Liza      :    “because, I’m going to the my grandmother house”
Brian    :    “really”
Liza      :    “yes”
Brian    :    “ok, I’m going to wake up alex !, thank you”
Liza      :    “you’r welcome”
Ø  Apologize
Caroline                :           “hi andy what are you doing ?”
Andy                     :           “nothing and no much by the way what are you looking ?”
caroline                 :           “I’m just look this magazine”
Andy                     :           “where was you founding that magazine”
Caroline                :           “I was founding this magazine on your bedroom last morning”
Andy                     :           “who was giving you a license ?”
Caroline                :           “no much”
Andy                     :           “why didn’t you ask license of me ?”
Caroline                :           “andy, when I asked your license in your bedroom but you was sleeping, so I taked it, are you angry ?”
Andy                     :           “yes I’m very angry and I don’t like people take my things if don’t have a license of me”
Caroline                :           “oh sorry andy, I’m really don’t know, please I’m sorry and I’m really do know it”
Andy                     :           “ok but don’t repeat again”
Caroline                :           “thank you I’ll”



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            Story such La Moelu The   Orphan  of Muna's region, South-east sulawesi, Indonesia. Story upon included fabled category that contain moral order that can make guidance in day life. At least available three moral orders that can be plucked from story upon, which first affection character among creature humanity, character is not resentful, and fruit of clement character. 
            First is, affection character among creature humanity. This character pointed out by La Moelu's behaviour that really fond to Jinnande Teremombonga by gives it eating everyday. According to Malay oldster, fond person gets affection will make easy his life by God Is Omnipotent. Said in points to teach Malay:
wahai ananda hears message,
affection get to make trust
to which goes you look out for
so your life gets by having
wahai ananda is mother jewel,
your love doesn't choose fur
your darling doesn't follow passion
hopefully Allah to blessing  your life
            Both of,  first is character not resentful. This character pointed out by La Moelu's behaviour. Even have become person on easy street, it never exasperated and vindictive to young men third already catch its fish. Said in points to teach Malay:
what sign Malay dignified,
prohibitions rancorous grudge once
fond bounteous hand gives
            Third,  numbers of clement character. This character pointed out by La Moelu's behaviour. It everlastingly help poor men around it, including drd young men already catch its fish. Numbers of it bounteous character, La Moelu is honoured and respected by everybody.
wahai ananda sibiran is bone,
don't doubt pass over person
vindictive depleted dispute is discarded
            lifes bounteous heart you loved by person. If there are many fault in my work project, I want to apologize that, cause nobody perfect and nobody without mistake. And thank you very who has reading this my work project.

Sabtu, 03 Desember 2011

ceramah agama ibuku sayang "surat dari bunda"

Kepada yg tercinta, bundaku yg kusayang
Segala puji bagi Allah… yg telah memuliakan kedudukan kedua orang tua, dan telah menjadikan mereka berdua sebagai pintu tengah menuju surga.
Shalawat serta salam hamba -yg lemah ini- panjatkan keharibaan Nabi yg mulia, keluarga serta para sahabatnya hingga hari kiamat. Amin…
Ibu…
Aku terima suratmu yg engkau tulis dg tetesan air mata dan duka… aku telah membaca semuanya… tidak ada satu huruf pun yg aku sisakan.
Tapi tahukah engkau, wahai Ibu… bahwa aku membacanya semenjak shalat Isya’… Semenjak sholat isya’… aku duduk di pintu kamar, aku buka surat yg engkau tuliskan untukku… dan aku baru selesaikan membacanya setelah ayam berkokok… setelah fajar terbit dan adzan pertama telah dikumandangkan…
Sebenarnya, surat yg engkau tulis tersebut, jika ditaruhkan di atas batu, tentu ia akan pecah… Jika engkau letakkan di atas daun yg hijau, tentu dia akan kering…
Sebenarnya, surat yg engkau tulis tersebut tidak akan tertelan oleh ayam… Sebenarnya, wahai ibu, suratmu itu bagiku bagaikan petir kemurkaan, yg jika dipecutkan ke pohon yg besar, dia akan rebah dan terbakar…
Suratmu wahai ibu, bagaikan awan Kaum Tsamud, yg datang berarak dan telah siap dimuntahkan kepadaku…
Ibu…
Aku telah baca suratmu, sedangkan air mataku tidak pernah berhenti!! Bagaimana tidak… Jika surat itu ditulis oleh seorang yg bukan ibu dan bukan ditujukan pula kepadaku, layaklah orang yg paling bebal, untuk menangis sejadi-jadinya… Bagaimana kiranya, jika yg menulis itu adalah ibuku sendiri… dan surat itu ditujukan untukku sendiri…
Sungguh aku sering membaca kisah sedih, tidak terasa bantal yg dijadikan tempat bersandar telah basah karena air mata… Bagaimana pula dg surat yg ibu tulis itu!? bukan cerita yg ibu karang, atau sebuah drama yg ibu perankan, akan tetapi dia adalah kenyataan hidup yg ibu rasakan.
Ibuku yg kusayangi…
Sungguh berat cobaanmu… sungguh malang penderitaanmu… semua yg engkau telah sebutkan benar adanya…
Aku masih ingat ketika engkau ditinggalkan ayah pada masa engkau hamil tua mengandung adikku. Ayah pergi entah kemana tanpa meninggalkan uang belanja, jadilah engkau mencari apa yg dapat dimasak di sekitar rumah dari dedaunan dan tumbuhan.
Dg jalan berat engkau melangkah ke kedai untuk membeli ala kadarnya, sambil engkau membisikkan kepada penjual bahwa apa yg engkau ambil tersebut adalah hutang… hutang… yg engkau sendiri tidak tahu, kapan engkau akan dapat melunasinya…
Ibu…
Aku masih ingat ketika kami anak-anakmu menangis untuk dibuatkan makanan, engkau tiba-tiba menggapai atap dapur untuk mengambil kerak nasi yg telah lama engkau jemur dan keringkan…
Tidak jarang pula engkau simpan untukku sepulang sekolah tumbung kelapa, hanya untuk melihat aku mengambilnya dg segera.
Aku masih ingat… engkau sengaja ambilkan air didih dari nasi yg sedang dimasak, ketika engkau temukan aku dalam keadaan sakit demam.
Ibu…
maafkanlah anakmu ini… aku tahu bahwa semenjak engkau gadis, sebagaimana yg diceritakan oleh nenek sampai engkau telah tua seperti sekarang ini, engkau belum pernah mengecap kebahagiaan.
Duniamu hanya rumah serta halamannya, kehidupanmu hanya dg anak-anakmu… Belum pernah aku melihat engkau tertawa bahagia, kecuali ketika kami anak-anakmu datang ziarah kepadamu. Selain dari itu, tidak ada kebahagiaan… Semua hidupmu adalah perjuangan. Semua hari-harimu adalah pengorbanan
Ibu…
Maafkan anakmu ini! Semenjak engkau pilihkan untukku seorang istri, wanita yg telah engkau puji sifat dan akhlaknya… yg engkau telah sanjung pula suku dan negerinya! Semenjak itu pula aku seakan-akan lupa deganmu…
Wahai ibu…
Keberadaan dia sebagai istriku telah membuatku lupa posisi engkau sebagai ibuku… senyuman dan sapaannya telah melupakanku dg himbauanmu.
Ibu… aku tidak menyalahkan wanita pilihanmu tersebut, karena kewajibannya untuk menunaikan tanggung-jawabnya sebagai istri… Aku berharap pada permasalahan ini, engkau tidak membawa-bawa namanya, dan mengaitkan kedurhakaanku kepadamu karenanya… Karena selama ini, di mataku dia adalah istri yg baik, istri yg telah berupaya berbuat banyak untuk suami dan anak-anaknya… Istri yg selalu menyuruh untuk berbuat baik dan berbakti kepada kedua orang tua.
Ibu…
Ketika seorang laki-laki menikah dg seorang wanita, maka seolah-olah dia telah mendapatkan permainan baru, seperti anak kecil mendapatkan boneka atau orang-orangan. Maafkan aku ibu…
Aku tidaklah membela diriku, karena dari awal dan akhir pembicaraan ini kesalahan ada padaku, anakmu ini… Akan tetapi aku ingin menerangkan keadaan yg aku alami, perubahan suasana setelah engkau dan aku berpisah, tidak satu atap lagi…
Ibu…
Perkawinanku membuatku masuk ke alam dunia baru… dunia yg selama ini tidak pernah aku kenal… dunia yg hanya ada aku, istri dan anak-anakku… Bagaimana tidak, istri yg baik, anak-anak yg lucu-lucu! Maafkan aku Ibu… Maafkan aku anakmu… aku merasa dunia hanya milik kami, aku tidak peduli dg keadaan orang yg penting bagiku… yg penting bagiku adalah keadaan mereka: anak-anak dan istriku…
Ibu…
Maafkan aku, anakmu… Ampunkan aku, anakmu… Aku telah lalai… aku telah alpa… aku telah lupa… aku telah menyia-nyiakanmu…
Aku pernah mendengar kajian, bahwa orang tua difitrahkan untuk cinta kepada anaknya, akan tetapi anak difitrahkan untuk menyia-nyiakan orang tuanya… Oleh sebab itu, dilarang mencintai anak secara berlebihan, sebagaimana anak dilarang berbuat durhaka kepada orang tuanya… Itulah yg terjadi pada diriku, wahai Ibu!!
Aku pasti akan gila ketika melihat anakku sakit… Aku seperti orang kebingungan ketika melihat anakku diare… Tapi itu sulit, aku rasakan jika hal itu terjadi padamu wahai ibu… Itu sulit aku rasakan, jika seandainya hal itu terjadi pada ibu, dan pada ayah…
Ibu…
Sulit aku merasakan perasaanmu…
Kalaulah bukan karena bimbingan agama yg telah engkau talqinkan kepadaku, tentu aku telah seperti kebanyakan anak-anak yg durhaka kepada orang tuanya!!
Kalaulah bukan karena baktimu pula kepada orang tuamu dan orang tua ayahmu, niscaya aku tidak akan pernah mengenal arti bakti kepada orang tua.
Setelah suratmu datang, baru aku mengerti… Karena selama ini hal itu tidak pernah engkau ungkapkan, semuanya engkau simpan dalam-dalam seperti semua permasalahan berat, yg engkau hadapi selama ini.
Sekarang baru aku mengerti, wahai ibu… bahwa hari yg sulit bagi seorang ibu, adalah hari di mana anak laki-lakinya telah menikah dg seorang wanita… wanita yg telah mendapat keberuntungan…
Bagaimana tidak… Dia dapatkan seorang laki-laki yg telah matang pribadinya dan matang ekonominya, dari seorang ibu yg telah letih membesarkannya… Dari hidup ibu itulah ia dapatkan kematangan jiwa, dan dari uang ibu itu pulalah ia dapatkan kematangan ekonomi… Sekarang, -dg ikhlas- ia berikan kepada seorang wanita yg tidak ada hubungan denganya, kecuali hubungan dua wanita yg saling berebut perhatian seorang laik-laki… Dia sebagai anak dari ibunya dan dia sebagai suami dari istrinya.
Ibuku sayang…
Maafkan aku… Ampunkan diriku… Satu tetesan air matamu adalah lautan api neraka bagiku… Janganlah engkau menangis lagi, janganlah engkau berduka lagi!… Karena duka dan tangismu menambah dalam jatuhku ke dalam api neraka!! Aku takut Ibu…
Kalau itu pula yg akan kuperoleh… kalau neraka pula yg akan aku dapatkan… ijinkan aku membuang semua kebahagiaanku selama ini, hanya demi untuk dapat menyeka air matamu…
Kalau engkau masih akan murka kepadaku, izinkan aku datang kepadamu membawa segala yg aku miliki lalu menyerahkannya kepadamu, lalu terserah engkau… terserah engkau, mau engkau buat apa…
Sungguh ibu, dari hati aku katakan, aku tidak mau masuk neraka, sekalipun aku memiliki kekuasaan Firaun… kekayaan Karun… dan keahlian Haman… Niscaya aku tidak akan tukar dg kesengsaraan di akhirat sekalipun sesaat… Siapa pula yg tahan dg azab neraka, wahai Bunda… maafkan aku anakmu, wahai ibu!!
Adapun sebutanmu tentang keluhan dan pengaduan kepada Allah ta’ala, bahwa engkau belum mau mengangkatnya ke langit… bahwa engkau belum mau berdoa kepada Alloh akan kedurhakaanku… Maka, ampun, wahai Ibu!!
Kalaulah itu yg terjadi… dan do’a itu tersampaikan ke langit! Salah pula ucapan lisanmu!! Apalah jadinya nanti diriku… Apalah jadinya nanti diriku… Tentu aku akan menjadi tunggul yg tumbang disambar petir… apalah gunanya kemegahan, sekiranya engkau do’akan atasku kebinasaan, tentu aku akan menjadi pohon yg tidak berakar ke bumi dan dahannya tidak bisa sampai ke langit, di tengahnya dimakan kumbang pula…
Kalaulah do’amu terucap atasku, wahai bunda… maka, tidak ada lagi gunanya hidup… tidak ada lagi gunanya kekayaan, tidak ada lagi gunanya banyak pergaulan…
Ibu dalam sepanjang sejarah anak manusia yg kubaca, tidak ada yg bahagia setelah kena kutuk orang tuanya. Itu di dunia, maka aku tidak dapat bayangkan bagaimana nasibnya di akherat, tentu ia lebih sengsara…
Ibu…
Setelah membaca suratmu, baru aku menyadari kekhilafan, kealfaan dan kelalaianku.
Ibu… Suratmu akan kujadikan “jimat” dalam hidupku… setiap kali aku lalai dalam berkhidmat kepadamu akan aku baca ulang kembali… tiap kali aku lengah darimu akan kutalqinkan diriku dengannya… Akan kusimpan dalam lubuk hatiku, sebelum aku menyimpannya dalam kotak wasiatku… Akan aku sampaikan kepada anak keturunanku, bahwa ayah mereka dahulu pernah lalai di dalam berbakti, lalu ia sadar dan kembali kepada kebenaran… ayah mereka pernah berbuat salah, sehingga ia telah menyakiti hati orang yg seharusnya ia cintai, lalu ia kembali kepada petunjuk.
Bunda…
Tua… engkau berbicara tentang tua, wahai bunda…?! siapa yg tidak mengalami ketuaan, wahai ibu!!
Burung elang yg terbang di angkasa, tidak pernah bermain kecuali di tempat yg tinggi… suatu saat nanti dia akan jatuh jua, dikejar, dan diperebutkan oleh burung-burung kecil.
Singa, si raja hutan yg selalu memangsa, jika telah tiba tua, dia akan dikejar-kejar oleh anjing kecil tanpa ada perlawanan… Tidak ada kekuasaan yg kekal, tidak ada kekayaan yg abadi, yg tersisa hanya amal baik atau amal buruk yg akan dipertanggungjawabkan.
Ibu…
Do’akan anakmu ini, agar menjadi anak yg berbakti kepadamu, di masa banyak anak yg durhaka kepada orang tuanya… Angkatlah ke langit munajatmu untukku, agar aku akan memperoleh kebahagiaan abadi di dunia dan di akherat.
Ibu…
sesampainya suratku ini, insya Allah tidak akan ada lagi air mata yg jatuh karena ulah anakmu… setelah ini tidak ada lagi kejauhan antaraku denganmu…
bahagiamu adalah bahagiaku… kesedihanmu adalah kesedihanku… senyumanmu adalah senyumanku… tangismu adalah tangisku…
Aku berjanji, untuk selalu berbakti kepadamu buat selamanya, dan aku berharap agar aku dapat membahagiakanmu selagi mataku masih bisa berkedip… maka bahagiakanlah dirimu… buanglah segala kesedihan, cobalah tersenyum… Ini kami… aku, istri, dan anak-anak sedang bersiap-siap untuk bersimpuh di hadapanmu, mencium tanganmu.
Salam hangat dari anakmu yg durhaka…
(Disadur dari kajian Ustadz Armen -rohimahulloh-)
Sumber: addariny.wordpress.com

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