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- i did not plagiarized any story except the one that i will tell you
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dreams of another world

Another same day…..

I wake up, pray subuh, study in university, eat (and pray zuhur), doing club activities, pray asar, going back home, doing housework, eat (and pray mahgrib), relax for ample time and then pray ishak and then sleep.

 Ahh….. what a same day…..

And right now I am on my bed now. God, please, give me something different in my life, for example, I being a hero, I’m exploring a new world, let me play an important role in this life.

And….. and…..

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Hmm? A smell of grass? But there’s so many footsteps sounds…..

Huh? Where am i? this place is full of greens yet full of people. This place like a metropolitan, how come there’s no polluted air and sound… the buildings looks like an ant houses but it looks colourful. I wonder what kind of paint that makes this colour.

there’s a funny looking double-decker bus.

I try to enter the vehicles but right as I touch this vehicle, I felt a heartbeat?

Th….this thing is alive?

But what is this thing?

Curiosity beats me, I enter this vehicle. I go to another floor of this vehicle. The seat looks like fluffy. I sit at the most front window. So comfortable!

Then, the bus(let’s just call this thing bus first) is moving. There window is open. The air breeze is so cool. I look down. The road is green, even the side road also looks green, just a little bit light colour. I look at the people. Most of them looks varied from many kinds of age. Their clothes looks different to one another, but all of the women wears different kinds of hijab, the men wears fez. After that, I saw a group of children wearing a same kind of clothes, maybe a group of student rushing to school. The bus stopped at another stops. They rushed to cross the road. Unfortunately one of the children drops the fez and trying to take it. The bus suddenly moves and the unfortunate kid hit the bus! I rushed to down floor but surprised with the unsurprised passenger. Then the kid suddenly pops out from the front area and run towards the windows and alarms his friends that he will come late.

What kind of dream am I having right now? I am so creative to think I have this kind of dreams.

At next stops, I come out from the bus. I walk to the streets and look at the shops, buildings, restaurants, and cafes. Not just road to upstairs, they even have road to the underground market. This place looks totally like ant houses inside and outside! They even have unique elevators and lifts!

This is a really interesting dream! Then, I smell a really delicious food outside a restaurant, a beautiful restaurant manager saw me sniffing this wonderful smell, this is quite embarrassing ….

“Do you want to eat?” said the manager.

“No, I don’t have any money.”

“It’s alright, today is our opening day. Please have some to eat.”

“Al-alright… “. Now this is good, I really want to taste what kind of food I have in this dream.

“Here shish kebab with hot sauce.”.

 I ate it, it really taste good! “This is really delicious! What kind of meat is this?”

“These is bird meat, and try this algae soup.”

Algae ? I have never try algae soup but let’s try this one. “This is also good! You have a really fine chef!”

“Thank you very much, miss.”

“You’re welcome.”

“is this is your first time come to this place?”

“Yes, but to be more precise, this is my first time come to this world.”

“What do you mean?”

“You see, I go to sleep, and suddenly I came to this world.” i talked and then continue eating.

“What a funny foreigner, you talking like you never known this place before.”

“It’s true, this is the first time I have this dream.” And another gulp with the meat.

“where do you come from?”

“Earth, Malaysia.”

“I have never heard that place before, What is your name?”

“Amira.”

“Then my name is Guzellik. Peace to you, Amira.”

“Peace to you too, Guzellik.” I finish the plate and handshake with her.

“Can you tell me more of this place, Guzellik?”

“if you want to know more about this place, then you may need to talk with our famous scholar, Ilim. He might be able to tell you more about this place.”

“Where is he right now?”

“He is at the library near the mosque. Besides, he is really easy to be found, just ask other people, and you will find him.”

“Thank you, Guzellik, may we meet again.”

“Oh don’t worry, we will.”

I giggle while walking. This is a really adventuring dream. Alright, now I need to meet this guy name Ilim. I can see mosque really well. The mosque must be big because I can see it  so far away.  After  I come near the mosque, I ask other people have they seen this person name Ilim. Just as Guzellik say, people easily point his whereabouts. Until I met this kid.

“hey kid, do you know where the person name Ilim?”

“What business do you have with him?”

“You see, I want to ask him all about this place.”

“Then you should ask a tourist guide, not me.”

“But… you Ilim?”

“Yes I am.”

“Well, you see Ilim, I….”

KKKKKKKKKKKRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!

HUH? Aww , thing just to get interesting…..

Hopefully next time I can meet Ilim.

….

Gotta pray sujud syukur after pray subuh.

introduction

welcome to my fiction story blog, this is the story that I, storyteller, making a fiction story in many genre, I hope you would enjoy this, because i'm just an amateur even to this life. but this is purely my story, if i take other people.story, I will tell you.
PS: i'm sorry for making late introduction

the funniest historical moment show!

In this xxxx years, we have so many stories of ancient people that hasn't been told by anyone, however, we have develop new time machine where we can create a new star for THE FUNNIEST HISTORICAL MOMENT SHOW!
Starring by MR. GUESS!
Mr. Guess: Hello, everyone. I'm Guess. Full name, Guess who I am. Our contestant today is.....
Mr. Killing Blow!
Killing Blow: Where is Watashi?! Where is maiden?!!
Mr. Killing Blow is a samurai but due to our translator machine problem, it can't change word "watashi" to "I".
Killing Blow: then why you translate watashi name?
AND...NEXT.....(KB:answer me!!!)....Miss Siti Maryam!
Siti Maryam: what! how come I'm here?
Siti Maryam is a student in Malaysia. she is a person living in millenium age that now we consider it ancient already.
Siti Maryam: Return me back! I have final exam next week!!!
unfortunately her name is in different language, we can't translate it
Siti Maryam: i don't care! return me back!
NEXT.......(KB &SM: heyy!!!)... Mr. Rock!
Rock: Am I (body language)?
Mr. Rock is a caveman, we kidnap him when he sleeping (KB&SM: You kidnap us???!!!!)
Rock: hey(body language).... don't(body language).....me(body language)
Mr.Guess:.......(press button)
(a rock falling down on Mr. Rock, and suddently dissappeared)
Mr.Guess:looks like he has go back home, lets continue now!
(KB&SM:I want to go home but I don't want to be crushed...!!!)
NEXT.....Mr. Aidan Chase!
Aidan chase: hello
(KB&SM: why is he normal?)
Aidan Chase is our current age person, he is also a student, and a model hot star, he even handsome but we kidnapped him by bribed his manager
Aidan Chase: huh? wasn't I hired by this show?
NO
Aidan chase: let me back!!!
(at the same time, a rock prepared at all the contestants, they turned silent)
Mr.Guess: alright, now we tell the rule. rule no.1, don't ask who we are, rule no. 2, you better follow this show, rule no.3, if you win this challenge, you will go back home , if you lose, be our next guest. Any Question?
Siti Maryam: Who is our audience?
..................
Mr.Guess: RULE NO. 4, NEVER ASK WHO IS OUR AUDIENCE!
All:WHATT?!!
to be continue.....(or maybe not, wahahahaha!!!)

orang tua dan orang muda

Di warung kopi zaman dahulu kala….. orang tua sedang menikmati kopi pahit dan panas, makin minum makin mengalir peluh di dahi, tapi dia nak cepat minum, nak cepat pergi kerja. Tiba-tiba orang muda meluru ke arah orang tua.

Orang muda : Orang tua! Orang tua!

Orang tua: apa dia orang muda?

Orang muda: ada orang putih datang, dan meminta duit cukai dari kita, kita cukup duit ke?

Orang tua: hah?! Kenapa kau nak bagi duit??

Orang muda: kerana dia residen Inggeris Orang tua, penasihat raja kita, jadi kita kena bagi duitla.

Orang tua: kenapa pula? Kami bagi duit cukai  pada raja kita, kenapa dia?

Orang muda: dia kata nak buat jalan, nak buat sekolah dan Bandar untuk kita , dia kata nak mentamadunkan kita orang tua. Dia kata kesian kita tinggal kat rumah kayu orang tua.

Orang tua:

HAHAHAHA!

Orang putih tu datang untuk mentamadunkan kita? Kelakar betul! Kami tak bertamadun?

Siapa yang tidak bertamadun?!

Ayah saya tamatkan pengajian di unversiti al-azhar!

Datuk saya berjalan dengan hanya menggemgam emas sewaktu kecil!

Moyang saya merantau ke timur balik dari barat!!

Kau berani kata kami tak bertamadun?!!

Orang muda: tapi kita sekarang sudah tidak sebaik ibu bapa kita, orang tua, ni ada orang nak betulkan kita pun dah bagus dah.

Orang tua: betulkan? Apa yang nak dibetulkan? Kita ada agama kita, kita rujuk agama kita, diorang pun bukannya betul sangat pun. Betul salah pun ada juga. Kenapa awak nak sangat ikut orang? Kenapa tak ikut orang macam Rasullulah? Saya pun tak baik sangat, tapi saya tahu apa yang saya patut ikut. Janganlah ikut mereka orang muda, saya tak nak bayar cukai mereka. Tu keputusan saya orang muda.

Akhirnya orang tua beredar dari sana…..

(cerita ini menerangkan keadaan tanah melayu ketika zaman penjajah, bagaimana penjajah memberikan tipu daya dan bagaimana sejarah gemilang zaman dahulu berlalu sebagaimana orang tua itu berlalu pergi meninggalkan kita, orang muda)

What I learned that day

I'm Qaidar, i'm a newspaper boy in red sea country. I have 7 brothers including me. I'm the fourth child. what different me than my brothers is I can read. I love read. 

One day, when i have sold all the newspaper, I realised that there's still one left. Then, there is a poor, blind old man, he want to buy the newspaper from me. At first I ask him why he wants to buy the newspaper, he said he want to read it.

 I felt sad knowing he still wants to read it although he can't. so I willingly be his eyes. upon hearing the stories, he really love it and since then I read the newspaper for him. 

Suddently there's a voice said I should ask him to pay me since I always help him. I tried to ignore the  voice because i didn't mean to ask him for money. this is really tough. and it makes me feel guilty because of this voice in my head. 

The guilty in my heart grew and I couldn't help but to tell the old man that I will quit to help him because of this guilty feeling. 

But he didn't mad at me, instead, he encouraged me to fight this feeling. His most memorable words at that time,"By Allah's willing, it's alright, you can do it, child'".

So I continue to read the newspaper for him. I read for him until he bedridden for his illness of his old age. It is really shocking for me and I visit him with my families. He looks very frail and weak, it made me felt very sad. he called me to come to near him. he asked me whether I overcome the voice in my head. I said no.

But then he asked me why I'm crying, he said he heard the sound of dropping tears. I didn't realised the tears in my eyes. The old man said "you do well to overcome most of the sickness all of human have, though someday,  harder, and confusing time will come, I'm sure you can do it.".

After that, my memories began to faded, and I forget his name. Now I'm also almost at the same age when he and I met. Still, I will tell all the children how I fought myself and the most important word to them, "You can do it."