wew kok di translate ke indonesia sii....
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wew kok di translate ke indonesia sii....
swt kecewa deh... berarti inggris orang2 ini jelek banget... wkkwkwk~
emm aQ bru slesai baca..
leh di kritik yo~
~ ini qm buat untuk smua umur ato seumuran qm aja?
~ nek aQ baca kog kayanya cm 1 feel gitu yah, kesannya seperti itu lah, jadi cm sedih e aja. nda ada ekspresi lain gitu.. misaL yah klo dya marah qta gag ngerasain klo dya marah.. misal nih.. ini misal loh.. ada di kalimat ini salah satunya "No, I don’t want him to leave." knp gag "NO!! I don't want him to leave" hehe jadi kesannya pembacanya kebawa suasana gitu.. itu kalimat misal ae loh, sisanya koreksi sendiri hehe..
♥ tp ini wes pinter kog, sedihnya di bawa sama lagunya..
awkoawkaw muuP loh di KritiK >.< aQ baru ini bisa kritik sbuah crita wkaokawowa..
gpp yo~ td disuruh temanQu baca katanya bagus critanya
wow !! kemajuan !! abel bisa membaca skrg !!
tepuk tangan all... plok plok plok
bwakakakak~
@_@
err...klo bisa seh bwad smuwa umur..
terkesan kekanak-kanakan kah? @_@
hmm...
soal expressionna, thx..
saia akan meninjau ulang..
huehuehue..
tp klo bagian itu, emg sengaja dibuat kek gtu.. Aria emg terlarut dalam kesedihan, dia ngum gt dlm hati sambil dlm kondisi nangis yg bukan tersedu-sedu, tp nangis yg terkesan 'merelakan', yg klo diekpresiin ke karakter, orgnya cuma nunduk dan membiarkan air mata ngalir gt aja. jd saia rasa ekspresinya gk harus pake exclamation mark.
thx kk, kritiknya membangun~ :psmile:
wait 4 d 2nd part ia..x3
swt..:psweat:
Naiz ci..
buat nopel nya..~
gg tq~
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and download the song.
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Eternal Farewell#2 "Missing Letter"
Originally Created by: NydD "ChocoLolita" (April 17, 2009)
What is this place? Why it’s so dark in here? Hello? Is there anyone here?
“Aria,” a soft voice called.
Huh? Who is it?
“Aria,” the same voice called again.
Allen? Is that you?
“You do not belong here, Aria, wake up,” it shouted.
What do you mean? I do belong to a place where you belong, Allen!
“Go! Leave this place!”
What? Allen! Allen! Wait!!!
I opened my eyes quickly. But I saw nothing. What I’ve seen was just a dream. This was not the first time I dreamt about Allen after his soul that I met at the graveyard disappeared. God, what should I do? Why couldn’t I just forget about him and start a ‘new life’?
Have you ever felt to be left alone? Have you ever been in a condition where you could never find a place to rely on? Have you ever felt to be forced to live without your beloved one? I’d never thought that I would feel it either. Living alone, here; in this whole and empty world, without Allen with me, without him on my side, without his warm smile and touches. Allen met his death in 18 February 1987––9 days after he asked me to be his bride. The calendar shows the date of today. It is November 26th, 1988. 84 days before the date when Allen died.
I got up from my bed, took a deep breath and felt the cold autumn breezes through my skin. It seemed like my sweater couldn’t keep my body warm for all night long. I walked to the bathroom, washed my face with warm water and brushing my teeth. The door bell was ringing softly as I put my clothes on my body after taking a bath.
I ran through my living room to the entrance of my house––a simple country-style wooden door, and opened it slowly.
“Miss. Aria Darleen?” a man with a blue hat which on it added a post office symbol asked me.I signed a paper with my name on it. It was a packet from Allen’s parent. Their name had been written on the ‘name-of-the-sender’ column.
“Yes?” I replied.
“Excuse me, Miss, I delivered this packet for you. Here, please sign this paper.”
“OK, here you go. I’ve already signed it, thanks,” I smiled as I gave the paper to the postman.I closed the door quietly. What on earth that made Allen’s parent gave me this packet? It wasn’t usual for them to do this. I took the packet to my living room and sat on the sofa as I grabbed a small knife to open it. There was a brown box inside with a white paper added on it.
“Thank you and excuse me,” he smiled.
“Happy birthday, Aria, wish you all the best. =)
Love, Mr. & Mrs. Lloyd”
Oh! It’s my birthday––totally forgot about it. I opened the box and look inside. There was a doll, a brown teddy bear doll with its soft fur, holding a miniature of a cello. Oh my… this was exactly the same doll which Allen wanted to buy for my birthday a year ago. I grabbed my cell-phone and called Allen’s parent.
“Hello?” a man voice answered.I ended the call and grabbed my coat, hiding my sky-blue sweater in it as I walked to the door. The sky looks great. Clouds seemed like they were enjoying themselves playing on the autumn sky. The wind blew softly, blowing the rotten leaves over and over again. I stopped and closed my eyes for a second to let all those melody of the Earth covered me.
“Mr. Lloyd?” I asked.
“Yes? Who is it?”
“Umm… well, I’m just going to say ‘thank you’ for the present,” I said.
“Oh! Aria! Happy Birthday, once again––––”
“Is it Aria? Give it to me! Give the phone to me!” A woman voice shouted––It must be Mrs. Lloyd, “Hi, Aria! Glad to hear your voice again. Happy birthday! Do you like the present?”
“Hmm…well…it’s exactly the same present which Allen wanted to give me last year…thanks, I really like it,” I said softly, smiling for my own self, "well, thanks once again and sorry, gotta go, I’m going to 'visit' Allen today."
"Oh….he surely love it……" said Mrs. Lloyd, "well…see you around, Aria… And thanks for calling."
"OK. See you."
Quote:
Play the song NOW
This is how it should be… This is what he always wants from me…
I walked through this small town. Through all the houses and the happiness inside them, to the cemetery which stands next to the church, and stopped right in front of stone which Allen’s name had been written on it.
“Allen,” I said softly, “This is my birthday, aren’t you willing to give something to me?”There was no answer.
I took out the teddy bear that his parents gave me and put it on his grave.
“Allen,” I said cheerfully. “This is what you want to give me last year, right? Well, your parents gave it to me this morning…Isn’t it cute? Even your parent had already given me a gift……”a teardrop went through my cheek.There was still no answer.
In all this silences, the only thing that made sound was the church bell, singing joyfully with the cold-breezes of autumn. I laughed at myself, ‘what are you doing, Aria?’ my mind asked as tears showed itself on my eyes, ‘Are you hoping that he will show himself like what he did before? Ha-ha-ha…so stupid…’
I swept my tiered-white skirt and stood up beside his grave.
“I’m going home, Allen…” I said; right before I found that box next to his grave …a big, white-colored wooden box, with soft-pink ribbon wrapped it.I took it from the ground and read the word that seemed to be carved on it for a long time. ‘A.L & A.D’… Allen Lloyd and Aria Darleen?I untied the ribbon and opened the box carefully. The next second, I felt my body was falling in shock of what I’ve seen inside the box. I couldn’t feel my legs. A lot of sketches and hand-made paintings lied on the box; with Allen’s handwritings and signatures on them.
All those pictures…were describing me…every emotion of me… He drew all his canvas and sketch-books with my pictures on it…all of them… And after I read his letter that existed in the box, I couldn’t stop my tears. Couldn’t stop weeping…
Allen loves me this much…and he always does…always, since the beginning of the time…And now, for this unexpected present that he’d given to me, I want to sing for him… Our song…the song which I’ve made for him before he died…I started singing as I memorized all his touches last time… memorized the moment when I sang this song for him at the first time… memorized all his words when he asked me to marry him…
Suddenly, I felt someone’s hand grabbed mine…
“Happy birthday, Aria…” a very soft familiar voice went through my ears.I looked back, shocked. My eyes seemed like they were going to went out of the place. My lips locked themselves, couldn’t even spell a word…This is the second time I saw him there….
“ALLEN!!!!” I shouted, cried as I ran onto him.Allen hugged me tightly, God surely loves me; He gave me a chance to see him again…a wonderful chance to meet my Allen again…
I can’t stop my tears. None of any words could ever describe this feeling. None of any melody could sing more beautifully than this melody in my heart. I could feel Allen’s touches…Even if he’s dead…But I still….
“Aria…my beloved aria*,” Allen said softly. “I missed you…always miss you…” he whispered.Allen…Allen…My Allen…My God, how should I stop my tears? How should I put an end to this happiness?
Allen looked at me using his brown eyes deeply. He smiled. His hand walked through my hair to my cheek, flattering it softly.
“This is my last chance to see you, Aria,” he whispered sadly.Allen kissed me…a warm teary kiss. Just like last time he kissed me…he hugged me tightly, I know that he didn’t want to leave…but however, he must…leave…we were really not belong to each other…even maybe, we were not born to be together…But however…this is my last chance…
I looked into his eyes, starting to cry again…
“But......why….?” I asked.
“This isn’t where I belong…” he smiled.
“Allen, this……but, you can’t just leave me! You ca––––”
“This is our last chance…” I repeated as I flattered his face.I looked at him and kissed him as tears fell down like a waterfall from my eyes…for the last time…
“Right…” he answered coldly.
“I love you, Aria…”I keep my mouth closed; speechless.
“I’ll always love you,” he whispered softly as his body was starting to be disappeared, “Always…”
I closed my eyes, realizing that I really should let him go…
“Allen…I love you…” I whispered, “Maybe this feeling will meet its end someday… But even if it so… I’ll never forget you…The path that I choose could never stop me to love you…Maybe you were no longer live in this world… But inside the depth of my heart, you’ll always do…”
I closed my eyes for a second to let my tears wiped by my lashes and took a deep breath. Smiled to myself and left the cemetery in peaceful mind, with Allen’s 'white-box of memories' on my arms…
You surely want to know what Allen wrote for me, aren't you?
This is his 'missing-letter' for me...
“Dear Aria,
I’m sorry for not letting you know about what I’ve suffered. I’m sure you’re going to blame yourself because of it…
But, if something really happened to me, promise me, you’ll never blame yourself because of it…
All I want you to know is, whatever happens, I’ll always stand by your side…
Even someday if my life no longer existed, I won’t leave your side…
And I’ll always love you... with every pieces of my heart…
Aria, there’s nothing necessary to cry for…
You said that you love me, right? That means, if I’m happy, then you’ll be happy to…
Aria, although I should die, if I’m dying for you, I’d be glad to…There’s nothing more precious than dying for the sake of your love…
That’s why, I’m happy right now…
And in that case, promise me that you’ll always let your adorable smile brighten up your face every second…
And remember! If I’m gone, there’ll be no one who can wipe your tears when you’re crying, so you must not cry…
I love you, Aria…and I’ll always do…
Love,
Allen Lloyd”
The End
hadoh pusing ...........
bhs inggris ......
hauhuauahuaha .....
nice tapi .....
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tunggu yg indo aja..xD
saia translate kok pasti..
kek yg pertama :psmile:
kk..
menyentuh banget..
asli..
tanggung jawab..
air mata saya dah mengalir..
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wow wow..
saia terharu sekali pembaca sampe mengekspresikanna....:psad:
tQ kk..
terharu saia klo ada yg mpe nangis bacanya :psad:
Kyaaaaaaaaaaaa... NICEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!..... <3 Ada lanjutannya tak ?? GG
gk ada cc...
wez the end itu...
xP
apik mana mbe yg pertama? xD
Apik yg pertama... huahuahua.. ak suka yg pertama xD~
tp yg ini okelah..
=D wakewkewke...
bikin judul baru kl gitu GG