Saturday, 29 August 2009

kenangan susah nak tanggal..

prof. a : i cannot give the marks for your assignment.. u have to take english test..

me : hah? ingat aku bodo sgt ke.. (dalam ati)

me : erm.. ok. when i have to submit it? (realiti)

prof. a : next class. u have to make a story how a giant tortures the villagers.

the giant is u.

me : apasal pulak aku jadik giant? (dalam ati)

me : ok..(realiti)


hah, kat bawah ni citer nye.. wat ngan penuh rasa xikhlas..


My name is Rabiatul Adawiyah. I am a giant curse. I live in the jungle nearby a village. The name of the village is Malang. One day I was caught by a leader of the village. He put me in a big cage. I was treated like an exotic animal on an exhibition. They laughed at me. They threw nuts and stone at me. I feel angry and frustrated by the act of the villagers especially their leader. I was very fortunate because I was able to escape from the cage. I used to be a kind person but after that particular incident , I turn to be cruel .

I wanted to pay revenge by kidnapping those people. So, every week I kidnapped 2 villagers and ate them. Before eating those villagers, I tortured them first. Firstly, gave them a lot of food and asked them to finish it. Then, I tickled them for 1 hour. They vomited. Then, I chopped their legs first to ensure they cannot escape. They screamed. I laughed. I took a lime and squeezed it onto the wound. They screamed even louder and groaned in pain. So, I also laughed louder than before. The villagers’ groaning is like music to me. Next, I knocked hard their fingers with a stone. After that, I broke the fingers with my bare hands. Then, I cut their stomachs into slices and strewed them with salt. But I cannot stand if the villagers are fat. I just irritated me looking at their yellow fat. For that reason, I killed the fat villagers faster than the thin villagers. I got tired easily when torturing people. At night, I scattered a lot of thorns and placed them onto it. So, the process of torturing took place around three days before eating them. The last step was I made a hole on their heads and sucked their brains. I cooked their fleshes. I do not stop eating those villagers until I can find the head of village.After eating 40 people, I realized that my body weakened. I easily felt dizzy. I do not feel to eat anymore. I wanted to know, how this thing happen to me.


p/s : what happen next.. continue la ye..
jadi KEJAM!!!

4 comments:

Badrul Aini Sha'ari said...

Salam perjuangan...

Loved to be love...

Bukan titik yang menyebabkan tinta, tetapi tinta yang menyebabkan titik...

Bukan cantik yang menyebabkan cinta, tetapi cinta yang menyebabkan cantik...

Renung-renungkan... :)

mayakarin said...

eh, bad. quoted from? da pandai ye skrg..

Badrul Aini Sha'ari said...

salam perjuangan...

@mayakarin :

huhu...sorry...

quoted from buku 'Setengah Berisi Setengah Kosong'...

Badrul Aini Sha'ari said...

aih, tanak crite psl ustaz S plak ke?