One day my brother and i were on our way home from school.As we were walking, we saw a rambutan tree with ripe fruits. My brother and i were tired,so we decided to pluck some rambutan for our self .
As we were climbing up the tree we did not realised that the owner was watching us from his window. I
konfidenly climbed up the tree. We did not realised that the owner had opened the door and was coming toward us. We were shocked to see the old man approaching and shouting toward us with all his strength. The owner an old man came nearer to the tree which was a quite a distance from the house. I quickly climb down with my brother.Behind us, we saw the fierce old man tried to catch us.Behind us,we saw the old man run
like usain bolt. We run like
disabled handicapped cockroach.In our hurry we left rambutans on the ground.
At home, I scolded my brother for being nyanyuk.
The next day we felt very guilty.After school we went to the old man's house. We saw the old
man sharpening his sabit/cangkul trying to kill us gardening.
My stomach felt contracted We felt afraid.Then we apologized
even though I know its lies to the old
dying man.He forgave us and gave us the rambutans.
YES,this is what were waiting for...He told us to ask permission to pluck the rambutan the next time.We promised that we would.
(Yeah...of course...).
A week after that ,we were shocked that the old man house were on fire.We soon found out that the old man was not alive anymore.
Inalillah...We will never forget the old man's words before his death.So, i was confused.Who should i ask if i want the rambutan???Suddenly, felt very dizzy ...my head felt like it wanna explode like a nuclear bomb in
Japan after the tsunami and earthquake.Suddenly everything turn dark....
TO BE CONTINUED...
NUKILAN NAZHAN AKID B NASRUDDIN
