waah..ternyata saya masih gagal "lagi"..hahaha cerpen ini baru kemarin saya ikutsertakan lomba menulis cerpen dilomba cerpen nasional yang diadakan Fakultas Tarbiyah IAIN Walisongo Semarang. .tapi ternyata saya belum beruntung =D Kembang Ilalang di Padang Gersang Suara perdu yang terusik bergantian mengayunkan daun-daunnya. Seorang bocah laki-laki berlari tanpa mempedulikan kerumunan kerikil yang tersebar di hadapannya. Kakinya yang tergopoh-gopoh terluka oleh dedurian putri malu yang tergores di punggung kakinya
November, 29 2017 Biar kuceritakan padamu, tentang kisah yang mungkin membuka matamu, sepenggal cerita yang belum usai tercipta. Pagi itu aku bahagia karena pengumuman pendaftaran CPNS Kementerian Lingkungan Hidup dan Kehutanan resmi dibuka. I said, " Oh My God, this is what I have been waiting for so long !" Bapak ibu kebetulan sedang melaksanakan ibadah haji, kuhubungilah mereka dan kuminta untuk mendoakan anaknya. Berkas-berkas pun kusiapkan, dengan berbekal semangat dan tawakal, kudapatkan nomor pendaftaran. Grup kelas riuh sama sama mengabarkan. Kawan seperjuanganku ramai-ramai memberi tanggapan. " I know, this will be a good story, a drama ". Ada Miratunnisa disana, sahabatku yang tengah hamil tua. Hampir setiap waktu kami berjibaku, berlempar tanya, berbagi tawa, saling menguatkan dan mendoakan agar kami bisa sampai di tahap akhir, yang semua orang idamkan. Alhamdulillah seleksi pertama terlewati. Kami lolos administrasi. Lalu tibalah ...
Dear Mum, Dad. If only you can read this, if only I can tell you directly. I have no idea how to say thanks and grateful I am to have parents like you. I know it’s hard, I know you have worked hard for me, and my brother. I don’t want to let you down, never. You support me that much, let me reach my dream. Oh, if only you understand how I love this ‘stuff’, how I love this Allah’s creature. From my very first job until this one, the second, I still could not give you something. Instead of giving what you both want, I am asking more and more. This is so bad for a girl in my age, 25 this year but I still have not got job that you wish. But this is I am, you know, I have another purpose in my life better than collecting money. Oh, you have known it from my youth. I want to make this beauty sustains. I want to be, one who is truly written in Al-Qur’an, a Caliph. When nobody understands, I want you to still stand. When nobody cares, I want to be the survivor. Sometimes I think ou...
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