Today's dream: Alarm clock's revenge

Here come another things that I dreamed yesterday morning. That day, I have class at 8 am, so I need to wake up early.

KRRRRRIIIIINGGGG

As the usual morning, my alarm is ringing as usual.

KKKKKRRRRRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGGG

But this time, this noise really bothers me. So I hit it's head and said, "Shut up."

"You told me to shut up?"

Huh?

"You TOLD me to SHUT UP?"

What's with this alarm clock?

"How DARE you to told me to SHUT UP!!"

Angry with what it said, I reply, "Shut up."

"Fine, you do that, I won't wake you up!! (Running while bring all it's thing) I WON'T WAKE YOU UP ANYMORE!!" And it runs to it's parent's house (This is a dream, remember?)

And the next thing I know, it's 10 am....

Tale of princess Farah *The star of your dream again*

Once upon a time

There was a Princess named Farah, who is currently on a castle, waiting to be saved

Farah: Yes!! Save me!!

She wants to get off from the castle because nobody is in there

Farah: Mhm, mhm,

Because they scared of her

Farah: *Smack!* Cut that out! What am I, a bad person?!

*Bzzt* Because she is taken from an unknown place

Farah: Great. *Keeping her boxer gloves*

One day, a wanderer come to the castle

Farah: A handsome guy?

No, a beautiful woman whose name is Maryam

Farah: You?! What are you doing in my story?!!

I'm the one who narrate it, give me a credit, sis

Farah: Fine, you're in. But don't forget to add handsome guy.

The wanderer then enter the castle, seeing only a princess wearing shabby clothes with a messy hair

Farah: Why are you describing me in horrible situation!!!

The story need to be realistic

Farah: *Smack!!* Isn't this comedy?!!!

*Bzzt* *Bzzt* The wanderer then enter the castle, seeing only a princess wearing beautiful clothes with a shiny straight hair

Farah: Yes, that's me.

The wanderer seeing such an unbelievable situation, began asking the princess

Maryam: Is this your castle?

Farah: Yes it is! *making a pretty face*

Maryam: Wow, it's so messy, how long you haven't clean it up?

Farah: Are you talking about the mess in our room right now?

Maryam: ..... Ehem ehem ehem.....

Farah: *SMACK* DON'T INVOLVE OUR MESSY ROOM, DAMMIT!!

Maryam: *bleeding nose(fake)* But I'm just a wanderer, who commenting your castle

Farah: *SMACK* YOU ALSO INVOLVE IN THIS MESS!!!!

Thus, the tale is ended by the wanderer clean up her messy castle

Farah: Do it neatly!!

Maryam: Yes, sis.

Waiting for another tale unfold by princess Farah

Farah: Yay! a continution!!

Traffic jam.

There was once where I ride my car in a very heavy traffic jam. I'm stuck at one place for a long time and worse, the car always trying to enter my lane.

It is very stressful, especially toward the people who didn't even give a chance for me to move.

I even had a bad though about them and wanting to curse them (don't worry, I don't).

But one day, I though that the situation where the drivers are compete with each other for the lane are quite similar to the survival of the fittest situation, and made me wonder is this our nature?

Once I though that this kind of action is wrong, I let the car that greedily wanting to take my lane passed through me. I just don't want to act greedy.

Slowly, the traffic now move more smoothly and I arrived at my destination earlier than I expected. With just a simple act, I have reduced the traffic problem.

Coincidentally, someone also had though the same thing, and I also agree with what he said.

Overall, what you give you get.

My review on Shadow of the colossus

One day, when I was online (I'm on my vacation, right after back from Korea), I began to feel like playing game. I search for the top old game in ps2 (good glorious age of 3d game). It was then I happened to find Shadow of the colossus.  

I don't know if this game is fun to play, so I look at the rating. The rating is okay, and then I look more, it got the rating for the game that can leave you feeling. But at the same time, I happened to find this game also got underrated by some people.

so I look at the intro.

Alright, I have decided to play this game.

-2 days later-

Oh my god..... I'm crying.....

I felt like watching some legendary work by Studio Ghibli but in more mature level.

but when I show it to my bro, he said this is not fun. Thus I can concluded that this game is amazing but only for some people.

Well, it doesn't matter, as long I feel this game is amazing to me.

Somewhere in time...

listening to this song makes me in tears. I can't think how preciously the moment we have when hearing/listening/perceiving something that can really touch/move the heart. And when it ends, we would be sad because it's over.

However, the beauty of it is the moment we have to listen to it. It is something that we should never forget, and never to regret in spending it.

Some people might saying what the heck am I talking about, but it does not really matter (I'm not mad you know) because for this moment, I want you and I to appreciate every moment in your life and fill it with what you will never regret....  (The good thing, not bad thing)

fanfic fallout 3 (from my imagination)

Woot, woot, I'm Fallout 3 fans. Right now I got an idea to make new story about the people in apocalypse world. hope you enjoy.

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In a small abandoned building, there's two guy who live inside. they are the scavenger that doesn't belong to any guild, but they live with the orders from their clients whom they haven't met face to face but by through radio.

Their life is simple, but they are quite renown for their skill. until one day...

*Hello, Dirty Dogs? over?* says the voice in the radio that one tall guy answer it.

He push a button and answer the radio "Dirty Dogs here, Client?"

*Oh yes, it's me, remember?* says the man in the radio. He sounds like a chinese man who work in business.

"Negative." And he tries to close the radio, but

*Wait a sec, I have two news.* and he hold his button *One is good and one is bad, which you want?*

"Good."

*Great, one is Dirty Dogs is now recognised by the Wasteland.*

"Really? Hey mate!" shout him toward his sleeping mate. "The Wasteland now know us! We get famous!"

*And the bad thing is... somebody hire a Hyena to kill you guys.*

"Wait, WHAT!!!??"

*It's true, because he just go after I tell them where you guys are.*

"WHY ARE YOU TELLING HIM???!!!"

*He point me a gun, you expect me to be silent? Anyway, it's been so long, so goodbye.(click)*

"Shit! Hey get up!" and he ready to pack his weapon.

"I am," and he packing up all his comic books, vault clothes and many more clean water.

Slap! A slap from his tall friend landed on his face "Do you think we're on vacation?! Take all the weapons, mate!"

"Oh come on," and he shrugged his head."My gun is broke, and i don't have any other weapon, so why not bring others?"

"Come on, you said? This is Hyena! The smart and dirty assassin! If he landed his eyes on us, I don't know what to do!"

"Ok, ok," and he waved both of his hand to surrender.

"Good." and he gives him 2 bomb. "Take this, this is our secret weapon against this guy. Don't waste it, it's the only thing we have."

"Don't worry, i got this, pal."

"I give you my hope on ya, mate."

3 hours later.....

"All ready, mate?"

"All ready pal,"

And they running with all their might, not looking back to their hideout.

They run and run and run.

Until a long while, "Hey, mate." said the tall man.

"Ain't we got 2 bomb, where is it now?"

"....." still running.

"......." both of them still running.

".........."

"Quit your silence." and he give a kick to his mate "Where is the bomb?"

"I placed it in the place where the Hyena should be arrive."

"Where?" and his eyes squinted more toward his mate.

"Inside the head of the doll in our house and outside the window."

"Fool!!!" shout him. his blood is boiling with his mate's action.

"That's the only thing we can counterattack him! What are we going to do? Pray that he kick that doll out of anger and run out the window for safety?!"

BLAMMMMM!!!!!

BABLLLAAAM!!!!!!

And two blast come out from their hiding.

"..........." Both of them become silent.

"I didn't know god answer our prayer."

"I didn't know he really kick that doll."

"What did you do with that doll until he kick it?"

"Well, I paste the word 'this is a bomb, kick it' but i didn't know he was that stupid..."

"Ok, you're a genius, mate."

"Really?"

"Yeah, so let's go and find our new hideout, mate."

My wife is acting weird

“Leman, she will be your wife.” Said mother toward a woman in front of me.

I can’t believe my eyes. She has eyes that giving murder intent!!

“(whisper) psst! Mother! That woman is scary!”

“Huh? What are you talking about? Look again, isn’t she lovely?”

And I look at her again. This time she looks lovely. Is that my imagination?

“Leman, you are having problem in your eyes, next time wears the spectacles, got it?”

“…yes mom…”

Maybe I do have bad eyesight, but I can’t forget that menacing look….

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

“hua…” I yawn while cover my mouth. But I’m still sleepy. Well, of course I’m still sleepy, it’s not even dawn yet. I walk to the window and open it up to look at the small ‘garden’ that has been raised carefully.

But compared to me who just woke up, she already ploughed the small ‘garden’ that she has raised.

“oh, you have woke up?” said my wife, Dayah who still planting potato seed without even looking at me.

“wife…” said me in monotone.

“say it louder, I can’t hear you.” And she keep planting the potato.

“you’re the wife of the minister of Raja, don’t do the work of the commoner.”

And she look at me straight into my eyes. “you’re just among the lower level of minister, don’t be so full of yourself.”

Allah! She said it very straight! Can’t she say it in more subliminal way?!

“besides, I want to eat what I have raised in my garden.”

“then, the chicken that I have bought…”

“you give it to somebody else. I don’t want to eat it.”

Why? Why?? WHY???

Why you don’t want to eat things that I have bought you? Even the last time when I want to bought her something, she doesn’t want it! why??

And I look at her angrily.

She gave me a sharp look “what?”

That sharp and menacing look give me fear. All the anger that I have gone like it never exist and be replaced 

with fear “no… nothing dear…” and I look away from her. “then, I go to work…”

“take care then.” And she continue to work in her garden.

I am not fit to be a man…. I can’t even dare to fight her….

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

“I tell you Leman, you should never marry her.” Said minister Sakti.

“But, she’s the person my mother wants me to marry before.”

“your mom is dead now, so divorce her.”

“s-still…”

“come on, why you still want to be with that kind of brute woman? don’t you remember what she has done to me and other minister months ago?”

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

Months ago

 Many ministers are making gathering for the meeting in my house. We want to discuss about the raise of taxes among the citizen.

But….

“I tell you, Leman. Young woman is the best!” said minister Sakti with please face. “someday I’m gonna divorce the old wife that I have!”

“but minister Sakti… about the taxes…”

“oh come on! Stop talking about that!” said the other minister.

 “yeah, the discussion is over!”

“we will raise the tax! Period!”

I understand what they mean, but still, “they also need money like us, we can’t raise them just as we like…”

“what are talking!? We just do what we have to do?! It is their job to keep up with the taxes given.”

“oh, wait, maybe Leman mean something.” Said other minister.

“I see Leman, you want to join our circle, huh?” and they grinned at me.

Seeing their grin, I can’t help but to ask “what do you mean?”

“well, Leman, to follow us, you need to do a favour-“

“I’m sorry sir, but all of you have to leave for tonight.” Said Dayah while she come without giving a warning.

“Dayah?”

“woman,” said minister, “we are having an important discussion, please go away.”

“but all of you are having fun right now don’t you?” said Dayah without even flinch.

“damn you woman! go to the kitchen and bring us something to drink!” said the minister.

“unfortunately, in our house we don’t have that ‘haram’ water that can make people drunk like what you 

ministers have always love to drink.” And she reply them back with a grin in her face.

Hearing that, the minister get up. “tch, what’s with that woman. forget it, I want to go back home.” And they walk away from the house.

“that’ll do some lesson.” Said Dayah.

“Dayah… what have you done..?”

“me? I-“

“You have lost my chance to do my work! Don’t you see that!?”

“….” Dayah didn’t say anything.

“now what should I do when I meet them? My status as a minister… I might not be able to even get a raise…”

“so you also just like them?” and then she sigh.

“huh?”

“nothing.”

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

Yeah if I recalled back, that’s when she starting to raise the garden at our house, and refuse to take what I give to her. She’s acting very weird since then.

“poor you, “ said minister Sakti. “your wife is acting cold to you, it must be hard. I understand it well.”

“oh, no…”

“no, it’s alright. I think it’s time for you to join our circle.”

“your circle?”

“at the evening, meet me at the port. I will show you something good.”

What does the minister mean by that?

So I come to the port at the evening. There are not many local that live here except foreign merchant. But as I not mistaken, we have nothing to do here as a minister, why do we have to come here?

“here you are.” Said minister Sakti.

“minister, i…”

“don’t say anything. Let’s go in.”

“in? you mean this big ship?” as me while pointing a big ship.

“yep. People are waiting for us, you know.”

“w-who?” ask me as I still in wonder.

But he get in without even looking at me.

“welcome, Minister Sakti!” said a small man with happy face.

Minister Sakti reply him “yes, thank you. Is everyone arrive?”

“yes they are! and who is the man behind you? He looks so herbivore!”

 Does he mean me?

“yes, he even being ‘queen controlled’ you know.”

“aiya, that is bad. You should come here!” and he welcoming us inside the dock.

Inside the dock, all the windows is shut but it still light inside because of the lamp. The inside is large and 

filled with lots of room. This place is also smelled like… perfume?

“and now, please come inside this VIP room!” say the man as he open the door.

“HELLO MASTER!!” shout the beautiful girls while they welcoming us.

“allah! What is this place?!” shout me as I am very puzzled right now.

“come on now. Just get inside and enjoy.” Said minister Sakti with joy “ wait for me girls!”

“Wait minister Sakti! Don’t you know what this is?!”

“of course I know. That’s why I want you to do something.”

“what do you mean?”

“you’re a minister that can give the citizenship to these people. So please, Leman, please give these girls citizenship so they can live here.”

“and open a shop where they can work like in this ship?”

“precisely! I know you are a smart person. And when you do that, you will join into our circle and live luxury like a raja.”

Suddenly I understand why Dayah chase him and other minister out of the house. He and the others are 

trying to bribe me to do dirty work. But I very ignorantly thinking to build my relationship with them. No 

wonder she treat me coldly.

“well, Leman? What do you say?”

“no.”

“what?”

“this is wrong, minister Sakti. As a muslim, drink and prostitution is illegal.”

“then what do you want to do?”

“I will report this to Raja.”

“hah? Hahahahaha!! You must be joking.” Said him while laughing. “even his prince come here occasionally, and you expect him to come and take action?!”

“I have to do what I have to do as a minister.”

And he become silent. “what a shame.” And then he point his hand outside “do it. you will finish your career as a minister, and at that time, I can’t help you to work in the palace anymore.”

And I walk out away from that place. At that time I really believe what I am doing is right.

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

At home, Dayah is eating rice with vegetables that she grew. Then I open the door slowly to see her eating the food with her hand.

Dayah then notice me “you come early today.” She stop eating and raise up “I’ll make some-“

“Dayah…”

“hmm?” and she turned around.

“I’m sorry.”

Then she clean her hand and come near me. “for what?”

“I …”

“tell me everything.”

And I tell her everything that happened between me and minister. And how I take my action to tell Raja about that  but ended up being fired from my position as a minister by Raja.

 “now all the things we have, from land to this house will be taken away. We have to moving out soon…”

“good.”

“what?” surprised me as Dayah said like that.

“it’s good that you make the right decision to reject them. I have known about the corruption in the palace a long time ago. They have done so many things illegally that the money that you earned can be considered haram.”

“but we lose everything.”

“nah, we still have our small garden. If we sold these vegetables we can earn some money and even make some trading with the merchant. It’s not the end of the world yet.”

“so that’s why you planted vegetables and don’t want to take anything I give you?”

“no, I just don’t want to soil new blood with the corrupted money.”

“then you…”

“yeah, I’m pregnant.”

“….” I can’t say anything. “you’re so amazing… and you know so many things.”

“before I got married, I learned many thing and read a lot of book. And then I learned about the corruption in the palace, so I refused to marry with anyone who work with the palace. But then, when I met you, I can’t believe you’re such an herbivore.”

“herbivore…”

“I mean, you don’t even want to look at me straight in the eyes, you scared to say anything and you even try your best to please others but not yourself, that I can’t help but want to help you. And the rest as you know, we become husband and wife.”

“hahaha…” I can’t help but laugh at myself. I’m such a wimp.

“chill out, let move out from here and start a new life. I teach you how to sell vegetables.”

“yes dear.”