Bunny Diary Chapter 03; Silence Words (Boy)


Bunny Diary Chapter 03; Silence Words (Boy)


Can I ask you something, how did you seeing this world? From which edge you seeing it, or even how you seen our sky up above? Are you seeing it as it is or as an endless sky & realize just how small you are, in this world. How a single weakness can determine your entire life? What is the purpose of life when you just focus on a single weakness?


I think that is too much question already but, every question keep me wonder how each perspective people have. None of us have the same perspective over everything, it pretty simple to make other understand if we had this kind of thing.


A single weakness make us different, a single mistake make us being judge, but none of us is perfect neither. What give them the right to judge people, when some people don’t look at themselves beforehand.


But whether they are normal or less, people always have interesting way to make their decision & that’s the more reason why I like to observe them.


Whether they giving up or keep trying till the end. Every choice they make only lead to one future yet, there are so many possibilities to how it actually ended. That part alone, was the interesting part, keeping people to wonder how the future will lead them.


Previous chapter, inside Classroom 2-A.

As I stared at the sunset from the window,

(The Sunset is beautiful, it so calm after finishing all this paper. I wonder what time now,) – I thought while checking the time,

(17:30!!! What the? All homework is done but all this paper from the teacher is making me this late, hope there is still teacher in Staffroom.) – I thought as I put all papers together in hurry & walk to the door fast,

(Again, why I’m the only one who got this, I’m not the only Class Rep, though. Better fast.) – I thought as complain.


But something unexpected is happened, as I opened the door in hurry,


“Ouch, ouch, ouch.” – she said while feeling pain.

(What happen? Did I bump to someone?) – I thought with scratching my head.

“Hhhmmm, what I hitting on?” – confused.

(A girl voice?) – surprised.

“Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, I will help you to compile the book.” – she said with compile my book.

As I open my eyes, I see a girl with a long hair helping compile the book,

(Who is that girl? Well, it doesn’t matter as long as she helped too.) – I thought as I also helping to compile my own book.

View second later, she suddenly ask,

“Uhhmmm I’m sorry, are you by any chance Panda?” – she ask timidly.

As I respond to her question by looking back at her,

(Panda? Ah she knows from those manuscripts, is she from Drama Club? Don’t tell me Sheila send her here. Not again.) – I thought with cold sweat.

“Ah, I’m talking about these manuscripts you know. How did you have these? Are you playing as Panda, three month ago?” – she said trying to explain & remind me.

(As I though, she is from Drama Club. But, as I can remember correctly none of them can use ‘Sign Language’ except Sheila & Paola.) – I thought as I looking for something to write.

“Hallo, are you listening to me?” – she said while waving her hand in front of me.

(Arg, I need to answer her, but where is my notepad, anyway? Or at least something to write with.) – I thought as I still looking for pen or pencil.

She already lost her patience,

“Hay, don’t ignoring me, I’m talking to you! Hallo, earth to Panda, Earth to Panda.”

(Yeah, yeah, I know. But I need to find my notepad first, where is this guy anyway?) – I thought with little bit panic.

She raise her voice little bit,

“Seriously, can you even say a single word? Halloooo, I’m talking to you! Are you a Deaf?”

(Heee, so she mad at me, huh? Ah there it is, better take a pen & write something for her.) – I thought little bit surprised by her.


As I found my pen, I start to write something on my notepad, & give her a notepad that saying,

[I’m sorry, I’m not Deaf. I’m Mute.]

“……” – with silent she look surprised reading my note.

[But I’m figuring out that you don’t know sign language, so I don’t how to answer you.]


[You talking so fast, I can’t write that fast.]

As she look gloomy she keep quiet,



And before I could write everything to explain everything to her, he suddenly show up from her back,

“Hay brother, how long you gonna make me waiting? Mama will going to mad when we are late. Huh? Hay, are you alright?” – he said seeing both of us on the floor.

(Oh right, I forgot mama asking us to go shopping since there is a big discount near the station on 17:00, need to hurry.) – I thought while taking all the paper & book that already compiled,

*Using sign language,*

<I’m fine. Sorry to make you waiting, I will come.>


As I standing up & I try to help her standing too, I give her one last notepad,

[Sorry about the bump, & thanks for helping. I’m in hurry, sorry I must go. See ya.]

(Ah she is become more gloomy, I hope it just my imagination.) – I thought as I leave her behind.


As we run trying to catch up with time, I leave her alone in there.

“Hay brother, who is that girl? Is that your girlfriend?” – ask him tempting.

*Using sign language,*

<Don’t be ridiculous, I don’t know her but she is from Drama Club I think.>


“Hohoho, this will be an interesting story if I told mama that you have a girlfriend now.” – he said not really listening.

<And it will be more fun if I told Sheila that you looking at another girl.> – I said with little bit annoyed & bored eyes.

“Hay, that is going too far, Brother.” – he said with surprised,

“And that’s also a lie, Sheila won’t believe you for that, haha.” – he said with confident.

<Who know, did you even remember the last thing that happen to you when you made her mad just because a little misunderstanding?> – I said with emotionless face,

<And what is more, just now you were talking about that girl, right? There is more than enough evidence to tell the truth, you know.> – I said with cold eyes & smirk.

“Brother, you are so cold.” – he said with scared & cold sweat.

<You started first.> – I said with bored eyes.

“Urg, okey, okey, but you keep call her ‘that girl’ don’t you know her name?” – ask him confused.


“The heck? Well, whatever as long as we can buy what we need to.”

<Can’t do, I need to go to Staffroom to give this paper work to the teacher first.> – I said with showing the paper that needed to return.

“Roger that.”



As I speak, just after we give the paper to the teacher, we decide to racing whether to catch the time before the discount time are finish or to know which one of us is the faster. And that is how we leave the school, to get what we need to, just hoping not sold out yet.


The time has pass by.

Present Time, 5 day after the actual accident, Monday.

As I walk into gate of the school, I keep thinking for what actual reasons Sheila send her to me. And what make worst is, Mother send me to Uncle place to help him for 5 days straight. Currently he is the owner of famous restaurant & always ask for my help whenever he don’t have enough worker,

(Well it doesn’t matter for me, I got paid anyway.) – I thought,


(But honestly, the place was really crowd. I barely have no time to rest) – I thought with sleepy eyes,

(Luckily, I have no duty this morning & since I just got home today morning, I’m still sleepy here.) – I thought.


What make worst is actually not how much work to do in the restaurant but that girl. Knowing how Sheila doing thing, she most properly send her to my class every single day. It became awkward to meet her after that ‘Bump’ and gone for 3 days.


*Sign Language*

As I open my classroom door & knock before I’m going in, *knock, knock,*

<Good Morning>

“Oh, Good Morning Panda.” – they respond, as everyone notice me.

Little bit confused,

(Arg, why everybody call me Panda now?) – I thought with cold sweat.

As I walk to my seat, on row 4 number 3, one guy greet me,

“Yo, long time not see, Panda.” – he greet with a smile.


<Not that long, Blue.> – I said with bored eyes.


Little note for this guy.

His name is Ursiblue, his hair maybe brawn, but his eyes & all his staff is blue, that’s why everybody else called him ‘Blue’ even the Teacher.


*Sign Language*

<So, what is the clue, Blue?>

“Woe, I’m not the dog who give a mark on something as a clue, you know.” – Blue said little bit annoy.

<Oh come on, give me one clue.> – I said as I put my bag beside my desk.

“You really don’t know about it?” – Blue ask wondering.

<Like I told you, what are you talking about actually?> – more confused.

“Your girlfriend, Echa from Class 2-C, right? She have been waiting for you in front of the class every lunch time even after school, & she only asking one question, ‘is Panda here?’” – Blue trying to explain.

<Girlfriend? I don’t have,, wait, you said her name was Echa? Who?> – I ask with surprised & confused.


“Oh don’t be shy, everyone in class think that you are her boyfriend, you know. Especially she keep coming only to looking for you, don’t you think it romantic?”

With a bored eyes,

(No wonder everyone call me Panda now, especially this guy who doesn’t listen to anyone.) – I thought.

“Hai,,hai,, Panda, how about next time we are going to the Park together, my girlfriend and yours with the others too.” – happily suggested.

(Not listening. Not listening. Not Listening.) – I thought as I get annoyed by him.

“Ah but don’t mention her name to Angela, okey. She have been in ‘Bitchy mood’ after hearing those rumors.”

<It’s not like we are dating, we are even barely know each other.>

“But those rumors is true right? I really can’t wait until we can hang out together. So, when did you confess to her & how did you confess to her? You are so good at hiding thing, you know. We will celebrate this for you, when the party & where is the place, come on, don’t forget to invite me, okey.” – he said with exciting.

Together with everyone else in class that listening & watch to their conversation, with bored eyes,

(This guy really not listening.) -_-


<Talking about Angela, where she is? She is nowhere to be found?> – I ask Blue while looking around the classroom.

“She have Student Council meeting in other school if I’m not wrong or something like that.” – Blue said trying to remember.


“Hai,,hai,, why you are looking for her? Did you miss her? Don’t cheat on your girlfriend, Panda. She is a nice girl, you know. If you compare with Angela, she is better than her.” – Blue said with curious.

<Are you even listening, I told you, we’re not dating. And just try to say that thing in front of her.>


“Who? Angela? You must be kidding me, Panda.” – Blue said got scared,

“She is such a scary President Student Council & Class Representative whenever she is in serious mode or bad moon. I can’t understand how people can work together with her anyway.” – he explain with scared.

<Hey, don’t you forget that the one you talking about here is her, & the one you just give comment is me.> – I said as I looked at him.


“Sorry, sorry, I forget about it,,. Please, don’t tell Angela about that.” – Blue said little bit scared of her.


As he try to keep talking even more, the Teacher is coming,

“Okey everyone, back to your seat. We will start the lesson soon. Pao, can you take the map in the library.”

As I standing up,

<Yes, Mrs. Cindy.>


‘Pao,’ that is how the Teacher called me. Though it’s not really my name but that’s how the others call me before they changed it to ‘Panda.’ They said it much shorter & easier to call,

(Well they had the point, though.)


Everyday is the same. Everyday is almost this way, maybe I was lucky to have friends like them.


As I stared at the sky from corridor the windows, sometime I do pity myself. Being different from others, or being unable to say any words in my mind, but how possible I make myself down when I’m not the only one.


There are so many people that less than me, but they never give up trying to reach up there. It’s not that easy, it never been easy.


So why giving up, if there are someone who trying their best to not, even if there are none, be the first one sound not so bad either.


Maybe that’s how I reach where I am, right now. Where I’m stand, with my friends, & with my family.


And maybe you have one or two question you did like to ask from me,

One of them is, ‘How all your friends understand ‘Sign Language’?’



All is began from there, neighborhood, childhood, even every Teacher I met, they told me,

“You are good at teaching. Why don’t you become a teacher someday?”


From then on, one by one they ask me to teach them everything, especially ‘Sign Language.’ When I ask the reason of it, do you know what their answer?

“Because we want to Understand you.”


Unbelievable, is not it?

Even I have the same thinking about it. It was just like a sweet dream that never ending.


Especially her, the one who is always waiting for me those few days. Never stop surprising me, and unbelievable she willing to doing it.


In front of Class 2-A, Lunch Break,

It’s as surprise as I standing in front of my class & seeing what she is trying to say,


*Using Sign Language*

<I’m sorry. I’m sorry to call you that way before, will you please forgive me?>


There is nothing as surprising as her willingness, but there are also question behind her action,

(For what reason she doing all of this.)




To be Continue.

This story is fiction.
All persons, groups, places, laws, and names appearing in it have no relation to the real world.

By; Resaid of Story

Bunny Diary Chapter 02; Silence Request (Girl)


Bunny Diary Chapter 02; Silence Request (Girl)


Did you know, whenever you said something bad to others & feel bad about it, what you feel is nothing but regret. The words you’ve said cannot be taken back, so you must take action to paint over what you have already said.


And sometime apologize doesn’t mean that you were wrong, or the other person was right. Mistake & fault once is done can’t be undone but, prolonging an awkward situation out of Stubbornness is just silly.


The day after the accident, Wednesday, inside Drama Club,


“………” – gloomy.

A while later,

“Oh it rare to see you come to the Club early in the morning, Bunny.” – greeting President Sheila.


“Hhmmm, oh good morning, President.” – Echa answered with feeling down.

“So, what happen here, did someone steal the carrot from your garden early in the morning?” – said Sheila trying to give a little joke.

“No, Nothing happen.” – Echa respond getting more down.

“You know what, whenever people said ‘Nothing happen’ basically there is something happen. So, would you like to tell me what’s going?” – Sheila ask with worried.

“I said something.”

“Okey, I’m listening. Is it something bad or good?” – Sheila ask again, while sit down beside Echa.

“Something bad.” – she said getting more gloom.

“For example?” – Sheila ask casually.

“I called him Deaf. That time I was mad at him & accidently called him that. I don’t know that he actually Mute.” – Echa said while covering her face with both of her hand.

“Hhhmmm,, wait, let me guess. Are you talking about Panda? And both of you accidently bump each other. While you help him, you try to talk to him but he doesn’t answer you & that is make you mad, is that what happened?” – said Sheila trying to guess casually.

Looking at Sheila surprisingly,

“H-how you know that, President?”

“Well, there are so many story in novel with similar thing happen, not to mention I forgot to tell you that he is Mute, sorry.” – Sheila said casually.

“Yeah, you right.” – Echa said with eyes that saying ‘it all your fault’.

“Hey, don’t look at me with that eyes, I’m sorry okey, I’m sorry. I was thinking you did remember about him even little bit.”

Suddenly down again,

“Yes, you are right. If I did remember him a little bit, this will never happen.”


“Are you feel bad about it?” – Sheila ask with little bit worry looking at Enchi down.

“Yes, I am.” – said Echa sad.

“So, why you still here?” – ask Sheila with smile.

“What do you mean, President?” – ask Echa little bit confused.

“What I mean is, if you feel bad about it, what you should do then?” – ask Sheila with tempting.

“Meeting him?” – Echa guess as she turn at Sheila.

“That’s right. And?” – Sheila ask with smile.

“And apologize to him for what I have said to him.” – Echa guessing as her spirit up little bit.

“So I’ll repeat my question, why you still here?” – ask Sheila tempting again.

“I need to go meet him.” – Echa said with her spirit up.

“That’s right.”

As Echa standing up,

“I need to waiting for him.”

“That’s the spirit.” – said Sheila with smile.

As Echa looking at Sheila,

“I need to apologize to him.”

“Okey, that is good too, but don’t push too hard, okey. The outcome can be backfire on yourself.” – said Sheila little bit worry.

“Ach, you right.”

“Now go get me My Super Stars!” – Sheila said as pointed her finger outside.

As Echa running with her spirit up high,

“Yes Ma’am.” – she leave her.

“She called me ‘Ma’am’, hah? Hope she is okey, I’m worried.” – said Sheila more worried.


As Echa leaving Sheila, she immediately going to Panda Classroom, hoping that he is there & able to apologize for what she have been said to him. But as she waiting for him at lunch time & even after school, he is nowhere to be seen. Just like before, even she ask his classmate no one know where he is. Or at least that is what they said to her.


The next day, Thursday, inside Drama Club,

As Sheila looking at Enchi being depressed again in the same place,

“Hay, you okey, Enchin?” – ask Sheila with worried.

With gloomy aura getting stronger around her, Echa said,

“He hated me. He totally hated me. I’m so Screw. He,,”

As Sheila cut her word cause her worried,

“Wait, wait, wait. What happen? Are you alright, Enchi?” – she said trying to make Echi calm.

“Yeah, I’m fine President. It just, yesterday, he is not there.” – Echa said getting more gloom.

“Oh, is that so. But listen to me Enchi, if he is not there doesn’t mean that he hate you. Maybe he busy with his Council stuff at other school or have family business.” – Sheila said trying to cheer her.

As Echa surprised,

“Heh??? He was one of Student Council member?” – she turn at Sheila

“Hhmmm, you don’t know that?” – Sheila surprised too.

“Of course I don’t know about it, I was thinking that the Vice-President of Student Council is Mute just a rumor only.”

“Well, it seem the rumor become real, Enchin.”

“I guess you are right, President.” – said Echa still little bit surprised hearing that.

“If I may add, he always stand in Rank Two in every exam, but always Rank One in final exam. Everyone know that he is doing it on purpose, knowing his weakness. That is why that little Angel always beating him up, & push him to join the Student Council with her.” – said Sheila as she do some paperwork.

“Th, Thanks for clearing thing, President. But by ‘Angel’ you mean ‘Angela’ from Class-2A, right?” – Echa said getting more surprised.

Listening while getting busy,

“He’emd, it is her. Don’t give up my dear, if you truly want to apologize do it now or never.”

As Echa smile hearing that, she said,

“Thanks, President.” – while she going to Panda Classroom again.


With her smile giving her hope, she trying to waiting for him again. From the morning, break time, lunchtime, & afterschool.


Unfortunately the result is still the same, but this time is different.


This time she coming back to Drama Club with smile like she usually do, Friday.

As she greeting everybody in the Drama Club,

“Good Morning, President. Good Morning, everyone.” – with smile.

“Oh good morning, Enchi. What is with happy smile friday, did you get a date?” – Sheila give a little joke while busy with her things.

“Nope.” – Echa said with big smile on her face.

“Do you apologized yet?” – Sheila ask casually.

“Nope.” – answered Echa with the same smile.

As Sheila stop what she is doing right now,

“Okey, now I’m little bit worried. What you planning?” – she ask while she turn at Echa.

As Echa confused,

“Ech? What do you mean, President?”

“Enchi, I know you, when you happy like this in the ‘awkward’ situation, it mean you have something on your mind to break those ‘awkward’ situation, am I right.” – Sheila guessing.

*Giggle, 😛 (Giving tongue)*,

“Te-he, please you make me shy, President.” – Echa said little bit blush.

“Honey, I’m pretty busy right now. In the next 3 days we have Show in 3 different place, so better now or later.” – Sheila said while looking at the schedule she have.

As Echa little bit panic hearing that, she try to put in the point,

“I’m sorry, President. Anu,, Hhmmm, Please, teach me Sign Language.”


“Huh? Say what? What do you mean , Enchin? Why so sudden?” – Sheila ask little bit confused too.

“Hhmmm, Well, you know, since up till now I try to apologize but he never show up, I think it have something to do with his family. So that’s why I have idea, why I’m not learn Sign Language & Surprise him, & since you know him, I’m pretty sure that President can teach me.” – Echa trying to explain.

As Sheila looking at her phone with a bad mood,

“You probably right, Enchi. Even that Wolf-Boy doesn’t contact me at all, & about your idea, it is a great idea, but why don’t you go to School Library or Internet to do so?”


(Actually, I’m more concern about Wolf-Boy, that dare to make President in a state of bad mood. Hope everyone is safe.) – thought Echa hearing that & got scared looking at Sheila in a Bad Mood,

“S-school Library is being renovated, to go to bookstore in Saturday or Sunday is impossible since my sister had a plan for me, & about internet, I never use one.” – she explain.

“Woah, I will pretend I do understand all, but I will just show you once & you need to remember it, okey? Our time is running my dear Enchi.” – said Sheila looking at her watch that it almost time for the first period start.

“Yes I will, President.” – Echa said with energetic.

“Okey, I’ll show you how to say ‘I’m sorry to call you that way before, will you please forgive me?’ in Sign Language, is that too long for you?”

As Echa put her concentration to remember what Sheila will teach her,

“No, please continue, President.”


As Sheila show Sign Language to Echa,

< I’m sorry. I’m sorry to call you that way before, will you please,,>


Just before Sheila finish, one girl is coming to her,

“President, about the Wedding costumes that you ask me to modified, I need more time since I’m doing it alone.”

“Then, you can take the other girls who have finish their part to help you. We need it for today, can you finish it today?” – said Sheila as she talk to that girl she doesn’t realize what she show to Enchi.

“I’m afraid it will be not much help, because it quite complicated design you have there.” – the other girl complained.


*School Bell Ringing.*

As Sheila realizing what she is doing she turn to Enchi,

“Okey, Enchi, how about I send you MMS later? Huh? Where she is?” – said her while looking for her, & just realizing that Echa already going back to her class,

(Well, I hope I giving her the right Sign to her.) – she thought.


With worried pass her head, Sheila can’t do anything but hoping it was the right Sign Language that she teach to Enchi. As she going to help finishing the Wedding costumes & other preparation for the Show.


But those hope are really not stand for that long, since she actually did give her the wrong sign language.


(Is she showing the right or the wrong sign language.)

Such a thought are never passed through Echa mind, since she believe Sheila just like she believe her sister.


As she try to memorize what Sheila show to her, all her classmate was confused for what she is doing exactly. Well, how they can understand her circumstance when even herself not sure if she doing it exactly like Sheila did or not.


Echa is good at memorizing book & baking a cake, but she have vague memory to remember someone face. Especially people who don’t speak much or rather he not talking at all.


He is famous but he is quiet. He is calm but look scary. His smile has a thousand unspoken words, that sometime cute. His silent is either it make him cool or just make an awkward situation. We are talking about Panda that is.


And without Echa realizing, she give the Vice-President from Student Council & the Second Class Representative a new nickname, as well as the weird rumors that being spread around.


Monday, inside Class 2-C Classroom.

As Echa confident about her sign language,

(Alright. I’m sure I’ll be able to say sorry to him, and I’ll ask him to help me. Okey that sound good. Just, don’t be weird, don’t be weird, and, – – -) – she thought but, she being look weird by the other student.


To be honest, she is not that good at dealing people, especially opposite gender. As she trying to get her sources to apologize to him, she spending the whole morning. Fact about Echa, she always coming to schools earlier than Student Council and everyday she bake a cookies only to share them with all her friends.


In front of Class 2-A, as everyone out for lunchtime, there is a girl waiting for a boy, at the same time & the same place she waiting for a certain person, yes we are talking about Echa that waiting for Panda.


As Echa seen Panda walk out from his classroom,

(Okey, now is the time.) – she thought as she walk to his direction.


As Echa walk toward him, in the same time Panda notice her & stop his step. As she stop her step in front of him, she try to use sign language,

*Using Sign Language*

<I’m sorry. I’m sorry to call you that way before, will you please forgive me?>,

(I hope I doing it, right.) – she thought.


But as she show her sign language, everyone from his class have a pause as if they are surprised about something that obviously she doesn’t realize it.



To be Continue.

This story is fiction.
All persons, groups, places, laws, and names appearing in it have no relation to the real world.

By; Resaid of Story

Bunny Diary Chapter 01; Difference in Silence (Girl)


Bunny Diary Chapter 01; Difference in Silence (Girl)



Every single day is different, every Sunrise have own beauty, & given a chance as hope. Hope to overcome yourself from something that holding you back. Each person has one thing that hold them back, whether it feeling, habits, or difference.


But sometime those differences were born alongside with us, even we don’t wish for it. Excuse to running, some people may think that way but, if we can choose as we born in this world, we chose not to.


It’s not about being grumble & blamed other, but sometime it really difficult to even stay strong as if being drained every single day. I know, that is how Life it feels like. Even sometime it feel impossible to finish the day but,


“The only way to achieve the impossible is to believe it is possible.”


Chapter 01:

Did you ever hear those words?

My mother always told me that story before I sleep, sometime it different kind of story, & every time she finish, she always tell me a nice words like,

“Weakness is not an Excuse to Stop Trying. If you can’t do it in the same way, do it by your own way.”


“Do you know who else said that to me?”

It was my sister. Talking about my sister, she is an athlete, she is the faster runner I have been know. I hear she got scholarship to go to University with it. I’m so proud.


“Did you know the reason behind ‘those word’?”


To begin with, I wasn’t like my sister nor my father who can run faster and faster, and faster, and faster than anyone else. The structure of my left leg is different from the other, causing me unable to run properly.


Being bullied, being called ‘Snail’, or even become their joke materials is my everyday back in middle school or even more, I feel tired of it.


But that is not the only reason I move on, the other reason is no other than I will ‘do it by my own way.’


By joining a Drama Club in my high school & since I’m good with it,

(what my sister told me.) – I thought, this is how I introduce myself in the club last year,

“Hi everyone, my name is Echa. 16th year old, First year student, Class C.” – but now they called like,

“Good morning, President.” – I greeting the President of Drama Club.

As she turn at me, she greeting,

“Oh, Good Morning, Enchi.” – said her with smile.

With dry smile,

“Erg,, hehe,,”


This is our President of Drama Club, she always giving every rising star a nickname as they play that role. If you asking how I get those, I think it was from the Show we did in last year festival.


Since the first year was allowed to play the role in the Show that takes ‘Animal’ as theme & other life story mixing in. There are so many people were interested, so that we become famous not only within the school ground but also the other schools.


Sheila, from Class 3-A is the President of Drama Club. I also hear that her father is famous director film, no wonder she is so strict & cool. But she always tell every member of the club,

“Where we are standing right now is not because I’m the daughter of famous director or not only working together, but we also put our heart in every show we have. It doesn’t matter if it goes bad as long you have the will to improve it & not doing the same mistake. That’s all you need to know. Do you understand that? I don’t care if you don’t, now go back to work all of you!! #@?!@#!” – she said while shouting.


Or so it becomes the devilish work every time it happened, but everyone still loves her anyway.


“Good timing, Enchi. You are here. I already read your scripts last night and it was a good story I would say.” – she said while looking on the scripts.

With bright happiness I reach to her,


“Yups, and we will start the preparation on the end of the month if you don’t mind. Since there are still other scripts that we need to play first.” – she said while looking at other scripts.

And with smile I answer her,

“No, I don’t mind at all, President.”


The main reason we love her despite her personality is that, she always appreciate every opinion from other & ask for the opinion if there are no opinion at all. And what is more she give every single of us a change to write the manuscripts for the show. Though it little bit embarrassing since we discusses everything together before deciding which manuscripts we will use for the next show.


“Good. Then I need you to be the main Character.” – she said with smile.

“Alrig,, Say What?!?!” – I answered as I realize something,


“M.. M.. Me??? Why?” – I surprised.

“Why you ask? Of course because it your story, right? So for once more, I need you to play the role as ‘Enchi The Bunny’, okay?” – she said casually.

“No. That’s not okay at all, President.”

With her innocent face she answer,

“Why is that so?”

“Arg, please no more innocent face, President. And don’t forget you put me in duty as your assistant this month, the last assistant you had was collapse if I recall.” – I said trying to remind her.


“Te-he, come on, don’t be stingy. Oh I remember, how about you take the day off today?” – she said giving idea.

“President, I can’t just take the day off. I still have to attend my class.” – I remind her with bored eyes.

“Oh yeah, I totally forgot about that. But still I won’t let you in club today, because it your day off today.” – she decided.

“But I’m already in, President.”

“That’s it, now Get Out from this room. Ah by the way, you gonna need a partner for this one, and I think we need that guy again.” – she said as she pointed her finger outside.

“Ach you already choose me as the main role! Oh well, whatever, but ‘that guy’ who?” – I said with cold sweat as I realize it pointless to discuss with her.

“You don’t remember the guy who plays the show with you?” – she said look surprised.

“Nope.” – I say, shaking my head.

“You don’t remember Panda?” – she try to remind me.

“Panda?” – I got confused.

“Yeah Panda, he is one of the best actor I have you know, and he is,,” – as she try to make remind me about him, I cut her line.



“Don’t tell me you forgot his name?” – I ask her with cold sweat.

“Ah of course not, he is,,ehmm,, Ah he is Panda.” – she answered trying covering the truth.

With cold sweat I look at her,

(Ah she is totally forgot his name. She always give people nickname from their role but she actually forgot their name in the same time.) – I thought.

“Oh but I do remember his class, you know. He is from Class 2-A, so go get him for me & See Ya.” – she said after kicking me outside from the Drama Club Room, and without giving any chance to say no, she is running away.


One of the reasons she was feared is once she decided on something, she wouldn’t listen to any other reason. The only choice you had is only do it for your own manuscript or it will be canceled. But that’s the more reason we love her, since she take our manuscript seriously.


Lunch Time, in front of Class 2-A.

Since I don’t have any friends in that class, this is little bit embarrassing, but what to do,

“Ehmmm, excuse me.” – as a girl with glasses & long black hair coming at me,

“Can I help you?” – she ask.

“Ah, yes. Thank you.” – I answered her.

“No problem. My name is Angela, the Class Representative of Class 2-A.” – She introduced herself.

“Oh, sorry I forgot to introduce myself. My Name is Echa from Class 2-C, nice to meet you.” – I introduced myself.

“Nice to meet you too. So, is there anything I can help?” – she ask casually.

“Almost forgot again, hhmmm. Sorry, but I’m looking for Panda.” – I realized almost forgot thing.

“Panda???” – she confused.

“Yes, Panda.” – confident.

“If you are looking for Panda, why you don’t look in the Zoo?” – she answered casually.

(As I thought, guess I can’t just randomly ask people that way. Hehehehe.) – I thought with cold sweat.

“Sorry about that, but are you from Drama Club? If so, can you describe him more, maybe I could help you.” – she guessing as giving advice.

“Ah, Yes. I’m from Drama Club, & sorry to tell you the truth, I actually don’t know much about him except his nickname. But, I need him to play his role as Panda in my manuscript.” – I explain to her.

“Panda is his nickname? Wait the minute, from the way you say everything, don’t tell me that were from President Sheila, that nickname.” – she guessing again.

“Yes. I’m Sorry.” – as I surprised with her guess, I also feel awkward.

“Nah don’t worry about it much, I just know how she is.” – she said with smile.


And so our conversation goes on, making me forgot the main reason I was going to that Class.


After School, in front of Class 2-A.


(In the end, I didn’t meet him, huh. And spend most of the time talking with Angela, she is a nice person to talk to, didn’t think that I actually become her friend.) – I thought happily,

(Though I forgot my real intention here, but how I can find him? Even I try to ask the other students, none of them are understand what I mean. Well it my fault to begin with, asking others with vague information, but don’t you think it was President fault. But thinking again, it is my fault that I don’t remember him even though President said we play together on stage. Maybe, if only I can remember his face, his eyes color, or his voice, at least.) – I thought as I talk to myself,

“Okey, one last time, I don’t think there is no one else inside the class but, better check it before I’m going home.” – I said as I decided thing.


And as I walk in front of the door, before my hand touch the handle, the door is opened from the inside.



As everything going so fast, I don’t know what is happened, all I know is I already at the ground,

“Ouch, ouch, ouch.” – I said while feeling pain.


“Hhhmmm, what I hitting on?” – confused,

As I open my eyes, I see a boy with black hair that bump me. All his book & papers is scattered on the floor.

“Ah, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, I will help you to compile the book.” – I said with compile his book.

“………” – as he give me silent, he also helping to compile his book.

(No respond? Did he mad? Ah he also helps, but why he didn’t say anything. At least say sorry is good, you know.) – I thought.



As I help him to compile his book, I found something that similar with the scripts,

(Somehow this become awkward, why he so quiet. Ah is not this is the scripts from Drama Club 3 month ago? How he got this? Is he by any chance,) – I thought as I try to ask him in the eyes,

“Uhhmmm I’m sorry, are you by any chance Panda?” – I ask timidly.

He looking back at me,


(Wach our eyes are meet, but why he still not saying a single words, did he not understand what I talking about?) – I thought,

“Ah, I’m talking about these manuscripts you know. How did you have these? Are you playing as Panda, three month ago?” – I try to explain.

“…” – as he keep quiet, he looking for something.

(Ummm, still no respond at all. Did he even hear me? Or did he even remember, but I guess he remembered, since the manuscripts are here,) – I thought, as I try to get his attention by waving my hand in front of him,

“Hallo, are you listening to me?”

“…” – still quiet while looking for something.

I already lost my patience,

“Hay, don’t ignoring me, I’m talking to you! Hallo, earth to Panda, Earth to Panda.”


As I raise my voice little bit,

“Seriously, can you even say a single word? Halloooo, I’m talking to you! Are you a Deaf?” – I said with emotion as I realized what I said to him,

(Oops, I think said too much.) – I thought,

He took a pen, notepad & start writing something,

(Huh? What he writing?)

After he write on small Notepad, he give a paper where he write to me,

[I’m sorry, I’m not Deaf. I’m Mute.]


(Oh My God.) – as I surprised I couldn’t say a single word.

[But I’m figuring out that you don’t know sign language, so I don’t know how to answer you.]

(What am I saying?) – feeling bad.

[You talking so fast, I can’t write that fast.]


(I’m such an idiot. Why would I say that.) – I thought blamed myself for my own stupidity.


And suddenly a voice that I don’t recognize coming from my back,

“Hay brother, how long you gonna make me waiting? Mama will going to mad when we are late. Huh? Hay, are you alright?” – he said seeing both of us on the floor.

*Using sign language,*

<I’m fine. Sorry to make you waiting, I will come.>

As he standing up & then he giving me a hand to stand up without a word, & he giving me a notepad that saying,

[Sorry about the bump, & thanks for helping. I’m in hurry, sorry I must go. See ya.]


As he giving me this, he running together with the person who call him ‘Brother,’ maybe that person is actually his brother but,

(I’m the worst.) – I thought with feeling down, as I couldn’t move my lips, I’m still standing there, in front of his classroom.


I do understand how it feels to have a weakness. But still, I couldn’t bring myself together, not after I’m saying those cruel words to him.



As I regret my own action in silence,

That was how we actually meet, the one who have his own silence was not me, but him.




To be continue.

This story is fiction.
All persons, groups, places, laws, and names appearing in it have no relation to the real world.

By; Resaid of Story

Resaid of Story Origin

Resaid of Story Origin

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All is began from stars gazing. To seek stars that barely can be seen within the city. Where they hide, why they hide. Making all unnecessary question pop-up into my head. The sky was nothing but darkness, all is left are clouds & the moon.


The cold breeze of the night, move the clouds slowly, that give a calm feeling. The stars, I can see them now. So beautiful, so bright, yet it so far away. And another feeling is across.


The more I look at it, the more deeper it feel. It’s like watching the sky that never ending from the depth of the ocean. Never reach, can’t reach, but it opening everything in my head.


Calming the rage of lava that have been easily erupt, by earth & ocean. Learning to control anger & putting them under the minimum level is not that easy. Espesially for those who is grow with it.


My mind have been open, Logical trying to grow, & Emotional are dying.


This is my story, but the story from my story is not mine. Don’t you get it, this is my story, but not actually my life story. One of my teacher once told me, “You can make your life as a story not a diary, but you can’t make a story as your life.”


Maybe it because the resembling of my life story to some of the story that I writed. But this is not an “Untold Story” that need to be reveal, it’s just a story where the deepest stars lead & the way of each perspective I have to see this world.


To being told again, as the emotion trying to survive & ration trying to lead, that eventually being said again, & again & again. Only to become “Resaid of Story”.


The Story that being told once more,,



By; Resaid of Story

Story & Truth


Story & Truth


Don’t you know, every life tell a story,
(Apakah kau tidak tahu, setiap kehidupan menceritakan kisah,)
Either it fairy tale or it real one,
(Entah itu dongeng atau nyata,)
No one will wonder which one,
(Tidak ada yang akan heran yang mana,)
When you tell the truth,
(Ketika kau memberitahu kebenaran,)
And smile afterward.
(Dan tersenyum setelahnya.)


Don’t you know something,
(Apa kau tidak tahu sesuatu,)
That every person have own story,
(Bahwa setiap orang memiliki cerita sendiri,)
And from those story, they have one thing similar,
(Dan dari cerita mereka, mereka memiliki satu hal yang sama,)
“Untold sacrifices are never valued,
(“Pengorbanan yang tak diceritakan tidak pernah dihargai,)
And told sacrifices are never believe.”
(Dan pengorbanan yang diceritakan tidak pernah dipercaya.”)


You know it all the time,
(Kau tahu itu sepanjang waktu,)
Not every lie telling a lie,
(Tidak setiap kebohongan berbohong,)
Cause not all pain you have can be hidden.
(Menyebabkan tidak semua kepedihan yang kau miliki dapat disembunyikan.)
Not every truth telling the truth,
(Tidak setiap kebenaran mengatakan yang sebenarnya,)
Since there are also a truth that hurt.
(Karena ada juga kebenaran yang menyakitkan.)


Not all truth are mean being told,
(Tidak semua kebenaran yang berarti diberitahukan,)
Not all truth will ended good,
(Tidak semua kebenaran akan berakhir baik,)
And not all truth lead to peace.
(Dan tidak semua kebenaran mengarah ke perdamaian.)
Yet many people was ask for it,
(Namun banyak orang yang menanyakan hal itu,)
Till their ego reject every fact of it.
(Hingga ego mereka menolak setiap fakta itu.)


No one able change the truth,
(Tidak ada yang bisa merubah kenyataan,)
That hurt yourself, or even the others,
(Yang menyakiti dirimu sendiri, atau bahkan orang lain,)
It doesn’t matter how you try to reject them,
(Tidak peduli bagaimana kau mencoba untuk menolak mereka,)
Or it doesn’t matter if you are the only one who know,
(Atau tidak peduli jika kau adalah satu-satunya yang tahu,)
The truth will come without knocking, and change you.
(Kebenaran akan datang tanpa mengetuk, dan mengubahmu.)


Maybe that is how the story began,
(Mungkin itu adalah bagaimana cerita dimulai,)
Or that is how the story eventually begin.
(Atau itu adalah bagaimana cerita akhirnya dimulai.)
Each time the truth slapped you, ego are reaching,
(Setiap kali kebenaran menamparmu, ego yang mencapai,)
Each time the truth hurting you, you changed,
(Setiap kali kebenaran menyakitimu, kau berubah,)
And with day that passing, you become your own history.
(Dan dengan hari yang berlalu, kau menjadi sejarahmu sendiri.)


History that created from each your story,
(Sejarah yang dibuat dari setiap cerita mu,)
Each story that remain to be your origin,
(Setiap cerita yang tersisa menjadi asalmu,)
And each origin will bring in a meaning,
(Dan setiap asal usul akan membawa arti,)
Yet each meaning eventually changed,
(Namun setiap makna akhirnya berubah,)
Each time the story passing.
(Setiap kali cerita melewati.)


Passing to your precious friends that you can trust,
(Melewati teman-teman berhargamu yang dapat kau percaya,)
And believe that they never turn against you.
(Dan yakin bahwa mereka tidak pernah berbalik melawanmu.)
While each your friends trying to understand,
(Sementara setiap teman-temanmu mencoba untuk memahami,)
The one thing you let them to know,
(Satu hal yang kau membiarkan mereka tahu,)
Seem like many has fail to even listen, a single truth.
(Tampaknya banyak yang telah gagal bahkan mendengarkan, satu kebenaran.)


As result none of them truly understand,
(Sebagai akibatnya tidak satupun dari mereka benar-benar memahami,)
Well, how could they, when they don’t know the truth.
(Nah, bagaimana bisa mereka, ketika mereka tidak tahu yang sebenarnya.)
They only hear what suits them & listen only to respond,
(Mereka hanya mendengar apa yang cocok untuk mereka & mendengarkan hanya untuk menanggapi,)
But still judging you like they know everything.
(Tapi tetap menilaimu seperti mereka tahu segalanya.)
They do know everything, yet not every last truth.
(Mereka tahu segalanya, namun tidak setiap kebenaran terakhir.)


No one has the right to judge,
(Tidak ada yang memiliki hak untuk menghakimi,)
Because no one really know,
(Karena tidak ada yang benar-benar tahu,)
What you have been through.
(Apa yang kau telah lalui.)
They might have heard the stories,
(Mereka mungkin sudah mendengar cerita,)
But they didn’t feel what you felt in your heart.
(Tapi mereka tidak merasakan apa yang kau rasakan di dalam hatimu.)


Within the story always have story,
(Dalam cerita selalu memiliki cerita,)
There are not much difference on surface,
(Ada banyak perbedaan di permukaan,)
Yet which one is telling a lie,
(Namun mana yang berbohong,)
And which one is telling the truth,
(Dan mana yang mengatakan yang sebenarnya,)
Not much people can tell.
(Tidak banyak orang tahu.)


Whether it is just story telling,
(Apakah itu hanya story telling,)
Or it is what actually happen,
(Atau itu adalah apa yang sebenarnya terjadi,)
They just can’t open up the story,
(Mereka hanya tidak bisa membuka cerita,)
From unwritten diary & go to page 973,
(Dari diary tidak tertulis & pergi ke halaman 973,)
And think they know you.
(Dan berpikir mereka tahu kamu.)


Within the truth always have truth,
(Dalam kebenaran selalu memiliki kebenaran,)
There are a lot difference behind them,
(Ada banyak perbedaan di belakang mereka,)
Yet what make those truth was right & wrong,
(Namun apa yang membuat kebenaran yang benar & salah,)
When even within the light still darkness?
(Ketika bahkan dalam cahaya masih ada kegelapan?)
The answer is simple, like it or hate it.
(Jawabannya sederhana, suka atau benci.)


The biggest lesson we’ve learned this year,
(Pelajaran terbesar yang kita pelajari tahun ini,)
Is that no one is really ours friend,
(Adalah tidak ada yang benar-benar menjadi teman kita,)
Or truly loves us until they’ve seen,
(Atau benar-benar mengasihi kita sampai mereka melihat,)
Every dark shadow inside us,
(Setiap bayangan gelap di dalam diri kita,)
And stayed.
(Dan stayed.)


Yet in reality, many has leave behind,
(Namun dalam kenyataannya, banyak yang telah pergi,)
Disgust by every dark shadows that we called “truth.”
(Muak oleh setiap bayangan gelap yang kita sebut “kebenaran.”)
Of course you hate those kind of people,
(Tentu saja kau membenci jenis orang,)
who tell you that “you’ve changed,”
(yang mengatakan bahwa “kau sudah berubah,”)
When they never even knew you at all.
(Ketika mereka bahkan tidak pernah tahu kau sama sekali.)


Only telling a story, being called “liars,”
(Hanya menceritakan sebuah kisah, menjadi dipanggil “pembohong,”)
Only telling the truth, being called “disgusting,”
(Hanya mengatakan yang sebenarnya, menjadi dipanggil “menjijikkan,”)
Telling a story with the truth, being called “drama queen,”
(Menceritakan cerita dengan kebenaran, menjadi dipanggil “drama queen,”)
And telling a story with a lie, many has listening,
(Dan menceritakan cerita dengan kebohongan, banyak yang telah mendengarkan,)
Causing an imagination that they think, they know us better.
(Menyebabkan imajinasi yang mereka pikir, mereka tahu kita lebih baik.)


Every story holding a single truth,
(Setiap cerita memegang satu kebenaran,)
The truth that you let them know,
(Kebenaran bahwa kau membiarkan mereka tahu,)
And the truth you still keep for yourself.
(Dan kebenaran yang kau masih simpan untuk dirimu sendiri.)
Sometimes better to be Slapped with the truth,
(Terkadang lebih baik Ditampar dengan kebenaran,)
Than kissed with a lie.
(Dibanding dicium dengan kebohongan.)


Yet always prepare yourself for the worst scenario,
(Namun selalu persiapkan dirimu untuk skenario terburuk,)
Because the truth you going to tell not only could deepen the bond,
(Karena kebenaran yang kau akan beritahukan tidak hanya bisa memperdalam ikatan,)
But also could destroy it.
(Tapi juga bisa menghancurkannya.)



By: Resaid of Story

Unmask Book


Unmask Book


Life is like a Book, Some Chapters are Sad,
(Hidup itu seperti Buku, Beberapa Bab itu Sedih,)
Some are Happy & Some are Exciting,
(Beberapa Senang & Beberapa Seru,)
But if you never turn the Page,
(Tapi jika kau tidak pernah membalik Halaman,)
You’ll never know what the next Chapter,
(Kau tidak akan pernah tahu apa yang Bab selanjutnya,)
Has in Store for you.
(Yang mereka Simpan untukmu.)


And if your life were like a Book,
(Dan jika hidupmu seperti Buku,)
What do you think of it?
(Apa yang kau pikirkan tentang itu?)
People could Understand you,
(Orang bisa Mengerti dirimu,)
Simply by reading them, right.
(Hanya dengan membaca mereka, kan.)
But, what happened to your Mask?
(Tapi, apa yang terjadi pada Topengmu?)


How we are Living may not much Different.
(Bagaimana kita Hidup mungkin tidak jauh Berbeda.)
Born in this World without wearing a Mask,
(Lahir di Dunia ini tanpa menggunakan Topeng,)
Got Hurt & standing between Facade or Revenge.
(Tersakiti & berdiri diantara Fasad atau Dendam.)
Live life like some sort of Book that piling up,
(Menjalanin hidup seperti semacam Buku yang menumpuk,)
And reading every Chapter that never ending.
(Dan membaca setiap Bab yang tidak ada akhirnya.)


How everything can happen that way?
(Bagaimana segalanya bisa terjadi seperti itu?)
That is another Story, another Reason,
(Itu Cerita lainnya, Alasan lainnya,)
Which is only you that know the Story.
(Yang mana kau adalah satu-satunya yang tahu Ceritanya.)
Since this is your Story, not my Story,
(Sejak ini adalah Ceritamu, bukan Ceritaku,)
Don’t Write it down on your Facade.
(Jangan Menulisnya diatas Fasadmu.)


Because some people trying to read them,
(Karena beberapa orang mencoba untuk membacanya,)
Yet, there is some who could tell the Difference,
(Namun, ada beberapa yang bisa memberitahu Perbedaannya,)
Between your Facade Story or your Story.
(Diantara Cerita Fasadmu atau Ceritamu.)
It’s not that easy to keep the Book close,
(Ini tidaklah mudah untuk menjaga Buku tetap tertutup,)
When the Storms just keep coming.
(Ketika Badai terus menerus datang.)


It Different Story when you keep the Book open,
(Lain Cerita ketika kau membiarkan Buku terbuka,)
Letting the Wind blow your Chapter slowly,
(Membiarkan Angin menium Babmu perlahan,)
And making another person easier to reading.
(Dan membuat orang lain dengan mudah membacanya.)
Even you putting those Facade Mask on,
(Walau kau menggunakan Topeng Fasad itu,)
To hide your Tears & create such a Smile.
(Untuk menyembunyikan Air Matamu & membuat Senyum seperti itu.)


But just what you trying to hide,
(Tapi apa yang kau coba untuk sembunyikan,)
When everything written on your Mask,
(Ketika segalanya tertulis diatas Topengmu,)
Is it the same pointless Mask you put on,
(Apakah itu Topeng tak ada gunanya yang sama kau pakai,)
Or it just the Mask start to Betray yourself.
(Atau itu hanyalah Topeng mulai Mengkhianati dirimu sendiri.)
Just which one is it? No one could tell.
(Hanya saja yang mana? Tidak ada yang bisa memberitahu.)


Is this the Mask fault, or the Book,
(Apa ini kesalahan Topeng, atau Buku,)
Where usually you know what genre is it?
(Dimana biasanya kau tahu genre apa itu?)
Is this Love Story or Sad Story,
(Apakah ini Cerita Cinta, atau Cerita Sedih,)
Is this Drama Story, or Action Story,
(Apakah ini Cerita Drama, atau Cerita Aksi,)
Is this Adventure Story, or Sci-fi Story,
(Apakah ini Cerita Petualangan, atau Cerita Sci-fi,)


That tell the whole Story of your Life.
(Yang menceritakan keseluruhan Cerita Hidupmu.)
One question, “From where you read them?”
(Satu pertanyaan, “Dari manakah kau membacanya?”)
The Previous Chapter, where you see your Pain.
(Dari Bab Sebelumnya, dimana kau melihat Rasa Sakitmu.)
The Mid Chapter, where you leave your Bookmark.
(Dari Bab Tengah, dimana kau meninggalkan Bookmarkmu.)
Or the Next Chapter, where you still Wondering.
(Atau Bab Selanjutnya, dimana kau masih Bertanya-tanya.)


How the Story of your Life will go after all this.
(Bagaimana Cerita dari Hidupmu akan pergi setelah semua ini.)
Yet you can’t start the Next Chapter of your Life,
(Namun kau tidak bisa memulai Bab Selanjutnya dari Hidupmu,)
If you keep re-reading the Last One with Facade.
(Jika kau terus membaca lagi Yang Terakhir kali dengan Fasad.)
But at least you do understand your own Story,
(Tapi setidaknya kau mengerti Ceritamu sendiri,)
How about another person? or the closest one?
(Bagaimana dengan orang lain? atau orang terdekat?)


Do you know of their Story,
(Apa kau tahu Cerita mereka,)
Not all about their Past Story,
(Bukan tentang semua Cerita Masa Lalunya,)
It just simple how they reach to you,
(Ini hanya simple bagaimana mereka meraihmu,)
When they come at the Darkest hours,
(Ketika mereka datang di Jam-jam Tergelap,)
Did you even recognize which one is the Real One.
(Apa kau mengenali yang manakah yang Asli.)


Sometime we just want people to Understand Us,
(Terkadang kita hanya ingin orang untuk Mengerti Kita,)
Without Considering that they need them too,
(Tanpa Mempertimbangkan mereka juga membutuhkannya,)
And start to tell the wrong Story without Understand.
(Dan mulai menceritakan Cerita yang salah tanpa Mengerti.)
Never tell a Story of others that you don’t Understand,
(Jangan pernah menceritakan Cerita orang lain yang tidak kau Mengerti,)
But try to Ask & Understand it.
(Tapi cobalah Bertanya & Mengertilah.)


Even so, not all Book were easy to Read & Understood.
(Meski begitu, tidak semua Buku mudah untuk Dibaca & Dimengerti.)
There are people who Write their Life like an Ancient Time,
(Ada orang yang Menulis Hidup mereka seperti Masa Kuno,)
Some are Writing like Legendary History that Lost in Time,
(Beberapa Menulis seperti Sejarah Legenda yang Hilang dalam Waktu,)
And only few people that Write their life by their Unique.
(Dan hanya sedikit orang yang Menulis hidup mereka oleh Keunikan mereka.)
Your Mask & Facade are doesn’t count, & that is what make Complicate.
(Topengmu & Fasad tidaklah dihitung, & itulah yang membuat Complicate.)


If I were a Book, I just wondering.
(Jika aku sebuah Buku, aku hanya bertanya-tanya.)
Which of these Books tell about me?
(Yang manakah dari Buku-buku tersebut yang menceritakan tentangku?)
Since you know every Story I have,
(Semenjak kau tahu semua Cerita yang aku punya,)
But you still don’t Understand,
(Tapi kau masih tidak Mengerti,)
How to read the Story of my Life.
(Bagaimana kau membaca Cerita Hidupku.)


What did you looking on the Mask?
(Apa yang kau lihat pada Topeng?)
And How do you trying to Reading?
(Dan Bagaimana kau mencoba untuk Membacanya?)
It’s not easy to Understand me,
(Ini tidaklah mudah untuk Mengerti aku,)
When what you see is only a Mask,
(Ketika apa yang kau lihat hanyalah Topeng,)
That I never Wear.
(Yang tidak pernah aku Pakai.)


True enough I’ve been Hurt in the Past,
(Cukup Benar aku pernah Tersakiti di Masa Lalu,)
That is why I’ve the Mask that I keep hold.
(Itulah mengapa aku punya Topeng yang aku terus genggam.)
Tremble between Present that always try to Shatter,
(Berguncang diantara Masa Kini yang selalu mencoba untuk Menghancurkan,)
Since I always trying to alter all the Emotion that I have.
(Semenjak aku selalu mencoba untuk mengubah semua Emosi yang aku punya.)
And looking Forward for the Future I had.
(Dan melihat Kedepan untuk Masa Depan yang aku miliki.)


With the step that I always take to move,
(Dengan langkah yang selalu aku ambil untuk bergerak,)
With the Mask & Hope that I always hold,
(Dengan Topeng & Harapan yang aku selalu genggam,)
And with the way I Respond to be who I am now.
(Dan dengan caraku Merespont untuk mejadi diriku sekarang.)
I’m sure you couldn’t understand,
(Aku yakin kau tidak bisa mengerti,)
Until you seeing thing from my point of view.
(Sampai kau melihat hal dari sudut pandangku.)


Silent Book was Mysterious,
(Buku Hening adalah Misterius,)
Even their Eyes could say Nothing,
(Bahkan Mata mereka bisa mengatakan Nothing,)
As the Mouth that keep Shut.
(Sebagaimana Mulut yang tetap Tertutup.)
The Feet that make a Step,
(Kaki yang membuat Langkah,)
And the Hand, that keep Waiting.
(Dan Tangan, yang terus Menunggu.)


Maybe that is the kind of Book I am.
(Mungkin aku adalah Buku semacam itu.)
The kind of Facade Mask in my Left hand,
(Semacam Topeng Fasad di tangan Kiriku,)
That I never wear at the very least.
(Yang tidak pernah aku gunakan setidaknya.)
The kind of Small Hope in my Right hand,
(Semacam Harapan Kecil di tangan Kananku,)
That I never expect thing to be right.
(Yang tidak pernah aku harapkan hal menjadi benar.)


Problem between the Book & the Reader,
(Masalah diantara Buku & Pembaca,)
Is not about you couldn’t Read them,
(Bukanlah tentang kau tidak bisa Membaca mereka,)
Is not about you couldn’t tell the Different,
(Bukanlah tentang kau tidak bisa mengetahui Bedanya,)
But it’s just you that keep Reading the same Chapter,
(Tapi ini hanyalah dirimu yang terus Membaca Bab yang sama,)
As the First Chapter that you ever Meet.
(Seperti Bab Pertama yang pernah kau Temui.)


Sometime you don’t need to keep Reading,
(Terkadang kau tidak perlu terus Membaca,)
The same Page to Understand the others besides yourself.
(Halaman yang sama untuk Mengerti orang lain selain dirimu sendiri.)
Try to Read the next Page, & you will Understand them.
(Cobalah untuk Membaca Halaman selanjutnya, & kau akan Mengerti mereka.)
Seek the Reason behind their Mask & Facade Story,
(Mencari Alasan dibalik Topeng mereka & Cerita Fasad,)
It will help you, to Understand them even more.
(Akan membantumu, untuk lebih Mengerti mereka.)


I didn’t say it make Easier,
(Aku tidak mengatakan ini membuat Semakin Mudah,)
But whether you Give Up,
(Tapi apakah kau Menyerah,)
Or keep Reading to Understand it,
(Atau terus Membaca untuk Mengerti,)
To the people you Care about the Most.
(Kepada orang yang Paling kau Pedulikan.)
Is Up to You.
(Itu Terserah Padamu.)


Just remember the Reason why you Start it,
(Hanya saja ingatlah Alasan kenapa kau Memulainya,)
If in the end you just Giving up like this.
(Jika pada akhirnya kau Menyerah seperti ini.)



By; Resaid of Story




Every single Year it always the same,
(Setiap Tahun selalu sama,)
What we wish from the Beginning of the Years,
(Apa yang kita inginkan dari Awal Tahun,)
Why we are looking back at the End of the Years,
(Kenapa kita melihat kebelakang di Akhir Tahun,)
It is all have the same question,
(Semuanya punya pertanyaan yang sama,)
“What is Changed?”
(“Apa yang Berubah?”)


Before we know about Reality in this life,
(Sebelum kita mengetahui tentang Realitas dalam hidup ini,)
We never realize the game that even we played.
(Kita tidak pernah menyadari game yang bahkan kita mainkan.)
But after we know them well & understand it,
(Tapi setelah kita mengenal mereka dengan baik & mengerti,)
Even to cry over it, we don’t want it at all.
(Meski menangis akan hal itu, kita tidak menginginkannya sama sekali.)
Change that can be Wonderful or Scary thing.
(Perubahan yang bisa menjadi Indah atau hal yang Menakutkan.)


It’s not much different than those statement.
(Ini tidak jauh berbeda dari pernyataan tersebut.)
We only want to grabs a Wonderful change,
(Kita hanya ingin mengambil perubahan Indah,)
Within this life, not the opposite of it.
(Dalam hidup ini, bukan kebalikannya.)
Yet as the time goes, it can’t be avoid.
(Namun seperti berjalannya waktu, itu tidak bisa dihindari.)
With a single question, “What Happen?”
(Dengan satu pertanyaan, “Apa yang Terjadi?”)


Is it about the Past or the Future,
(Apakah ini tentang Masa Lalu atau Masa Depan,)
That change you into someone like this.
(Yang mengubahmu menjadi seseorang seperti ini.)
Is it the World or your own Respond,
(Apakah Dunia atau Respontmu sendiri,)
That put you in where you Standing now.
(Yang menaruhmu dimana kau Berdiri sekarang.)
You do understand this much.
(Kau mengerti sebanyak ini.)


People who become our Memory,
(Orang yang menjadi Memori kita,)
Whether they Hurt us or not in the Past,
(Apakah mereka Menyakiti kita atau tidak di Masa Lalu,)
While we’re wondering between the Present,
(Ketika kita bertanya-tanya diantara Masa Kini,)
Where we actually already prepare for the Future.
(Dimana kita sebenarnya sudah bersiap untuk Masa Depan.)
Next question, “Can you Recognize?”
(Pertanyaan selanjutnya, “Bisakah kau Menyadarinya?”)


The change that happen to yourself,
(Perubahan yang terjadi pada dirimu sendiri,)
It’s not as easy as you put a Mirror in front of you,
(Ini tidaklah semudah kau menaruh Kaca didepanmu,)
While blaming the Past & the World for this change,
(Sementara menyalahkan Masa Lalu & Dunia untuk perubahan ini,)
Without considering it was your own Respond,
(Tanpa mengingat itu Respontmu sendiri,)
To change yourself this way.
(Yang mengubah dirimu sendiri seperti ini.)


Stand up when we Fell,
(Berdirilah ketika kita Jatuh,)
Smile brightly when we Cry,
(Tersenyumlah dengan terang ketika kita Menangis,)
And Run, to reach it with your hand,
(Dan Lari, untuk menggapainya dengan tanganmu,)
Before we loose it again in this change.
(Sebelum kita kehilangannya lagi dalam perubahan ini.)
Wondered, “Is it all this Good to Change?”
(Bertanya-tanya, “Apakah semua Sebagus ini untuk Berubah?”)


“What doesn’t Kill you,
(“Apa yang tidak membunuhmu,)
Just make you Stronger.”
(Hanya membuatmu Lebih Kuat.”)
It supposedly to be that way,
(Itu seharusnya seperti itu,)
Unavoidably doesn’t mean by all means,
(Yang tidak dapat dihindari bukan berarti dengan segala cara,)
Even to Sacrifice your feeling to wear a Mask.
(Bahkan untuk Mengorbankan perasaanmu untuk menggunakan Topeng.)


You can’t Recognize it,
(Kau tidak bisa Menyadarinya,)
When you look up to the Sky,
(Ketika kau melihat ke Langit,)
Remembering the Past before the Pain,
(Mengingat Masa Lalu sebelum Rasa Sakit,)
And look Down to Earth, to comparing,
(Dan Merendahkan diri, untuk membandingkan,)
The Change that has been happen.
(Perubahan yang telah terjadi.)


“You know what is Changed.”
(“Kau tahu apa yang Berubah.”)
How you use to be Smile a lot,
(Bagaimana kau biasa Tersenyum banyak,)
By a Single thing that Simple,
(Dengan satu hal yang Simple,)
Yet it very Mean to you.
(Namun itu sangat Berarti bagimu.)
It’s like looking at different person.
(Itu seperti melihat orang yang berbeda.)


“You know the Reason behind it.”
(“Kau tahu Alasan dibaliknya.”)
Truth behind their Lie,
(Kebenaran dibalik Kebohongan mereka,)
Love, Hatred, Happiness or Sadness,
(Cinta, Kebencian, Kebahagian atau Kesedihan,)
Pain, Lonely, Loyalty even Betrayal,
(Rasa Sakit, Kesepian, Loyalitas bahkan Pengkhianatan,)
Could Change yourself into different person.
(Bisa Mengubah dirimu sendiri menjadi orang yang berbeda.)


“You could Recognize it very well.”
(“Kau bisa Mengenalinya dengan baik.”)
Some people Miss the way you are in the Past,
(Beberapa orang Merindukan dirimu yang di Masa Lalu,)
Some are Curious what happen to you in the Past,
(Beberapa Ingin Tahu apa yang terjadi padamu di Masa Lalu,)
And some are Thinking you just Imitate other person.
(Dan beberapa Berpikir kau hanya Meniru orang lain.)
Yet it doesn’t matter since we not live there anymore.
(Namun itu tidak masalah selama kita tidak hidup disana lagi.)


“And you Well Aware what it take to Changed.”
(“Dan kau Menyadarinya apa yang dibutuhkan untuk Berubah.”)
Many people just Lose a Piece of their Heart,
(Banyak orang hanya Kehilangan Sepotong Hati mereka,)
Losing their Emotional to Rational or the Opposite,
(Kehilangan Emosional mereka kepada Rasional atau Sebaliknya,)
Losing What you are just to be Who you are,
(Kehilangan Apa dirimu hanya untuk menjadi Siapa dirimu,)
In Exchange to make you Stronger.
(Sebagai gantinya untuk membuatmu Semakin Kuat.)


“Between Sacrifice or Resolve that you have.”
(“Antara Pengorbanan atau Tekad yang kau punya.”)
Which side will be Lost to which Decision,
(Sisi mana yang akan Kalah pada Keputusan yang mana,)
Because some people are trying to find a Fitting Piece,
(Karena beberapa orang mencoba untuk menemukan Potongan yang Tepat,)
To Filling an empty place within their Heart.
(Untuk Mengisi tempat kosong didalam Hati mereka.)
But some are just ignore it to Step Forward,
(Tapi beberapa hanya membiarkannya untuk Melangkah Maju,)


Even though it Start to Tear Apart.
(Walau pun itu Mulai Menghancurkan.)
This is not a Game anymore,
(Ini bukanlah Game lagi,)
What you call “Slightest Hope”,
(Yang kau sebut “Sedikit Harapan”,)
Is not an Expectation you did hold,
(Bukanlah Harapan yang kau pegang,)
For the Change that keep happen everytime.
(Untuk Perubahan yang terus terjadi setiap saat.)


So, What will you do.
(Jadi, Apa yang akan kau lakukan.)
To be Better or just getting Worse.
(Untuk menjadi Lebih Baik atau Hanya semakin Memburuk.)
It’s your Decision to Change or to Stay the same.
(Itu Pilihanmu untuk Berubah atau Tetap sama.)
This is not the Decision from your Friendship or Relationship,
(Ini bukanlah Pilihan dari Persahabatanmu atau Hubunganmu,)
But the Decision for you to yourself, to make.
(Tapi untuk membuat Pilihan untukmu kepada dirimu sendiri.)


Don’t Regret It.
(Jangan Menyesalinya.)

By; Resaid of Story