That’s what Friends are NOT for

That’s Friends are NOT for

Ferny :        Hello, everybody! It’s time for watching the strangest story ever. I’m going to tell this story to you, but I’m not just a narrator. Once again, I’m not just a narrator. Ok, before you enjoy this, I would like to introduce all the characters in this story.

                     The first is LINA. Born to have a perfect life, famous, rich, bossy and she’s a cheer captain. May be that’s what make her thinks that she could be a captain in every single thing.

                     Next, UVI. Selfish and individualist. She’s obsessed with a great author named Will foster, that’s why she reads his works a lot. But, actually, she’s just an introvert.

                     The last, TIA. There’s just a word could describe how she’s acting like. Innocent. But you might be difficult to know whether she’s really innocent or she’s just fooling around.

                     This story begins when they are about to go to prom night.

Lina         :   Where is my car key?

Tia           :   I don’t know.

Lina         :   So just find out!

Tia           :   Ok, give me a minute. (Finding the key) Here it is.

Lina         :   What take her so long?

Tia           :   Who?

Lina         :   Who do you think I’m asking you about?

Tia           :   That should be Uvi!

Lina         :   Bingo! Oh, please, can you stop fooling around just for a sec?

Tia           :   Ok, let me check! (Heading Uvi’s room and comeback). Lina, she said she’s not going.

Lina         :   Are you kidding me? (Following Tia to Uvi’s room) What are you doing here?!

Uvi           :   Reading.

Lina        :   Are you out of your mind?

Uvi          :   Absolutely not. Could anybody tell me what’s wrong?

Tia           :   Well, she asked you why haven’t you got dress and made up yourself, so we can go now.

Uvi          :   I’ve told you I wouldn’t go. You’d better look at yourselves right now. You’re so… high school!

Tia           :   Are we? (Thinking)

Lina        :   Alright, don’t be stupid! We have a deal with Jason.

Uvi          :   We? No, it’s you. You only use me as your stake.

Lina        :   You… How dare you not following my words!

Uvi          :   Well…well…well… Lina, now you should also know that I am sick of all your way of thinking about perfect life with boyfriend, party, and everything else.

Tia           :   Oh my God! A bomb is gonna be gaboom!

Lina        :   You know, one more I hate you this time. Enjoy your time by admiring somebody who doesn’t know you at all.

Uvi          :   Will was my bestfriend!

Lina        :   Yes, he was… in your mind.

Uvi          :   So, you think you’re so much better than me?

Lina        :   Of course!

Uvi          :   If you think you’re so damn perfect, so why did you have to go under the knife for facelift and all that silicon?

Tia           :   Oh, dear! This is getting worse. I’m not intervening. I’d better leave you both.

Uvi          :   No! You have to know, Tia, this girl taped you when you’re taking shower and uploaded on Youtube.

Tia           :   What? How could you do this to me!

Lina        :   Ok, I was just kidding. It’s no more than three thousand viewers anyway. But you also have to know, Tia, that girl kissed your boyfriend yesterday. (Pointing at Uvi)

Tia           :   Wha…what?! You all are not my friend anymore!

Uvi          :   Who wants to be anyways? You’re just a mean girl behind your innocent mask.

Tia           :   What do you mean?

Uvi          :   I saw you burned out the cheer’s proposal that Lina made last week.

Lina        :   Oh no, if it’s true, you must be very sorry. (Furiously)

Tia           :   That was an accident.

Lina        :   So, that’s what was happening when you set fire on every reply from Will to Uvi?

Uvi          :   Excuse me?!

Tia           :   That’s an accident too…

Uvi, Tia, Lina :  I hate you and I hate you! (Pointing at each of their friends)

Ferny      :   That’s all what happens in this story.

Uvi, Tia, Lina :  Stop acting as a narrator!

Ferny      :   Like what I said before, I’m not a narrator. If I am a narrator, they won’t see me or even talk to me. So who am I?

Uvi, Tia, Lina :  Shut up, you House Elf!

Ferny      :   House Elf? I guess so. Yeah, they think I’m Dobby.

New York’s Jerk

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Jason Turner. He lived in the up town of New York City. He was brilliant, cute but very very naughty. How can he was called Brilliant? Because he always got smart idea anytime he wants to do his job. And why can he was called naughty? Because he always took the wallet of somebody’s pocket without asking for permission or forced somebody to give their own bag. That was his job. He could be a pickpocket, robber, burglar, or may be pirate, anything about taking one's wealth.

One day, he was hanging his back in a wall behind an old building. His friend, Allessa came to close to him.

Alessa             : What’s up, Jason!

Jason Turner      : What’s up, Alessa!

Alessa             : I have good news for you.

Jason Turner      : What’s that?

Alessa             : Do you know Barry Worker?

Jason Turner      : No, who is he?

Alessa             : Oh, don’t be foolish, Jason! He’s a new richest man. How can you lose that information?

Jason Turner      : Mm, I’m so busy this last week.

Alessa             : Busy? Are you busy counting your coins from the wallets you’ve taken?

Jason Turner      : Ok, stop! You shouldn't continue your speech. So, why you gave me information about... what the hell is his name?

Alessa             : Barry worker. All people around the casino are talking about him. Mm... Listen to me! He has much money and he has also many wives.

Jason Turner      : How many?

Alessa              : Three. He has three wives.

Jason Turner      : Wow! He’s so greedy!

Alessa             : Aha. But it’s not the first point. He always comes to the casino with his first and second wives. And you have to be careful to his first wife. She’s ex of FBI. You know how clear she watches somebody’s moving around her.

Jason Turner      : Ok, I see what you mean. But I need your help.

Alessa              : It should be!

The night after Jason Turner had been told by Alessa about Barry Worker, he made a plan with her to take Barry’s wallet. And when the target went out from the casino, they started to do the plan they’d made step by step.

Timothy (2^nd wife) : Darling, you’re so lucky tonight!

Sharon (1^st wife) :Yes, I think so. The fortune God is flying belong your head, honey!

Barry Worker     : Lucky? Fortune God? No, you’re all wrong! I never lost my own game. Cause I’m the master of gambling world.

Jason turner walked through aside of them and at the moment, Alessa was throwing a handkerchief down and then putted it back as if she found it.

Alessa             : Excuse me, sir! Is it yours?

Barry Worker     : Oh, thank you!

Timothy            : Honey, I think you never have a stinky thing like that! I think it’s not your own.

Sharon             : Mm... I’m sorry little girl, it’s not ours. Thanks for telling us!

In the same time, Jason Turner took a wallet from Barry’s pocket slowly. And then he ran away from that place after he gave a sign by his finger to tell Alessa that the mission is success. So Allessa left Barry Worker ang all his wives soon.

Jason Turner      : Yoohoo...! We got it! We got it! He’s really stupid!

Alessa             : Let’s go to the real party, Jason! Dance and drink like a rich man!

One day, Jason wanted to take a woman’s bag in a store. But this time, he wasn’t as lucky as he took Barry’s wallet. He could get the bag, but the women could see his face at the moment when Jason tried to take her bag and she tried to keep it. And it was going to turn himself in danger someday.

Nichole             : Aaa......! Help me!

(Jason Turner run away and brought the bag).

Nichole             : Help me! There’s a robber!

(Then her daughter came to her. Her name was Olive).

Olive               : What happen, Mom?

Nichole             : The robber took my bag! He runs there!

Olive               : Ok, be calm, Mom! I will chase him and you’ve to wait for me here.

Olive chased Jason Turner to get back her mother’s bag. And she met with him. But Jason didn’t bring the bag, for he had put it in a hidden place. So, she didn’t know if the robber was him.

Olive was falling in love with Jason. And so was he.

Jason Turner      : Hi! Where will you go, my lady?

Olive               : Hi! No, nothing. I just...

Jason Turner      : O, ok! Forget it! My name is Jason Turner. May I know your name, please?!

Olive               : Sure! I’m Olive Allen.

Begun from their meeting, they became so close and finally, they made a intimate relationship. But Olive asked Jason to make it secret, because she was not allowed by her parent to have a boyfriend before she was seventeen.

And a day before she celebrated her seventeen, she invited Jason to her house and introduced him to her family.

Olive               : Moms, Dad, I will introduce someone to you all, he’s so special in my heart.

Barry worker      : Who is he, Honey?

Olive               : He is my boyfriend.

Timothy            : What? Boyfriend? You couldn’t have a boyfriend!

Sharon             : Yes, honey. You’re not seventeen years yet.

Olive               : But I love him so. Please, understand me! Tomorrow will be my sweet seventeen!

Barry Worker     : Ok, I think it’s ok. Where is the boy who has taken my daughter’s heart?

Olive               : Thanks, Dad! Please wait a moment! I will take him here.

..............................................................................................................................

Olive               : Here he is, Dad! He's Jason.

Jason Turner      : Good night, everybody! Introduce me, I’m Jason Turner.

Timothy            : Mm... Olive, I think your choice is good. He’s cute enough!

Sharon             : Olive, please call your mother here! She has to know how good your boyfriend seems like.

Nichole             : You couldn’t, honey! I’m here. I’m sorry for my coming late.

Olive               : Mom, he’s my boyfriend!

(Nichole remembered Jason’s face).

Nichole             : What??!! I know who you are! You are the robber!

All                  : What?!

Olive               : It’s impossible, Mom!

Nichole             : No, I'm sure! I remember your face. He took my bag in the department store!

Sharon             : Oh, I know! I also see you in front of casino when you lost you’re wallet, Honey!

Timothy            : It should be you the pickpocket!

Jason turner      : Yes, you’re all right, Madams! It was me. I’m so sorry! I had to do that. I just wanted to help my little friends. They couldn’t buy some food because they don’t have money. They’re so suffering! (Jason was lying)

Olive               : Dad, Moms, please forgive him! He has taken not only your money, but also my heart!

Barry Worker     : I think... I can forgive you! You remind me about my favorite heroes, Robin Hood, Oliver Swiss and many more. So, I’ll give you a chance. But you have to give me back my money. If you don’t do it, don't you hope to meet my daughter anymore!

Jason Turner      : Ok, sir! I promise I'll change all your money. Would you mind if I get it from taking another wallet?

Barry Worker     : I don't care how you get it.

Jason Turner      : Thanks a lot, Sir!

Finally, Jason Turner could get his love and he started to collect some money for returning Barry’s and Nichole’s money. Of course, it’s not difficult for him to get it by his pickpocket skill.

~The End~

Past of Lachrymose

Teach me to be free

Hope me well while getting down on a broken knee

This pain is salty

This mind is healthy

I pay more for a peace

Yet peace won't make them inglorious

But how if last night I was everybody's tease?

To me only they were delirious

Will I fall or hang on the cloud nine?

My fate's never been clued even by a star

But I'm believing, then I'm fine

I'll die my death on a sacred war

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FIVE YEARS AGO

Nothing to be talked, nothing to be remembered

Only to find a key for the door unlocked

Five years ago

I killed for a smile and a thousand tears

I worked for a joy and abundance grief

I died for a break and more constancy

Nothing to be talked, nothing to be remembered

Only to get a clue for a done riddle

Five years ago

They told me to take a rest when I wasn't tired

They took me to the war when I wasn't strong enough

They made fun of me when I wasn't lost

Nothing to be talked, nothing to  be remembered
Only to run anywhere in the night and reached the halfway in the down

But in the morning,

I should get myself in the place where I belonged

Five years ago

Backdoor

When the king passed the door by

The princess knew she’s about to cry

In the day the queen has a key

Somebody must break the destiny

I got ten Azaleas on a beautiful wreath

But if you found it behind my door, just burn!

Nothing from the air, they caught the last breath

As nothing from you, I got my turn

Let on to them about the backdoor

“Evermore” is only in folklore

So, your clan’s no longer mistaken

When tomorrow your door will be destined

The door leads you to the sea

You’ll be judged, you’ll be free

The door’s unlocked by poison or tea

Still you’ll be judged or you’ll be free

Burdens

I left our bed for three

And hoped with me everybody would agree

For you this life was free

There's nothing more under the white tree

I drowned you to feel that cold

As the blank map you could unfold

I knew my heart had been sold

And being heartless made me feel so old

I loathed all I did in our freefall

Only your name I had to call

Once again I couldn't stand tall

You’re why and wherefore I sinned against all

STAR-CROSSED STARLET

She walks as the sinfonietta goes and then moves like a doll on someone’s hand

Staring every shape up and down only on the stage, for none of the footlights is turned to light down the side of theatergoer

And the sounds of applause wash away like the rain of grain of sand

Yet a thousand masks never leave her face even though the story’s o’er

“What a fantastic celebration, my Lord! If only I could be the first lady here, or may be in your heart only…”

She said a textual flattery in “Red Berry on The Deadly Lips”, her 21^st drama, where she’s leading role as a whore perfectly

Thinking against her own thought many times

Anything to feed the greed that always needs more rhymes

She keeps smiling alongside the road during the winter

Living life as somebody else, calling back herself no longer

She feels tired by hanky-panky behind the red curtain

While people only think of the beauty that has scared them time and time and time again

Remember her, whom people never ever hold motherly

She is what sad story is made of actually

Uvi Rika Mustika

Lamunan

Sempurnalah rangkaian pelik meliputi hidup

Terwujud  dalam keutuhan ataupun wadah kegembiraan

Bagiku waktu dan nafas itu sama

Keduanya terbuang ketika cinta kupertaruhkan

Tutur putih bahasamu

Tak jua surutkan peluh dan darahku

Haus waktu yang selama ini kuderita atasmu

Mungkinkah sembuh dengan satu kehilangan besar?

Apabila pandangan bergantung pada cahaya,

Harusnya kau tahu mengapa malam harus dilalui

Bukankah dari hitam itu kita temukan segi hidup?

Menerka-nerka siluet,

Bahkan kegelapan lebih mahir membuka mata hati

Dan diantara gelap itulah sesungguhnya cahaya terwujud

 UV

Perihal Hati

Jika kemarin hidupku tanpa hati

Maka kini aku orang suci

Yang melihatmu sama

Seperti fajar dan senja kosong

Tak mengerti mengapa matahariku kian terang

Ketika muram mengambil alih wajah serta fikirnya

Jika saja pengganti hariku

Yakni ia satu

Aku mendengar cinta di sudut samar

Yang hilang dan terbit menampakkan warna hati

Tinggallah aku memilih jalan keluar

Menerka-nerka kekuasaan Illahi

Apakah rencana-Nya padaku dengan kekalahan ini?

Ku tahu cinta tak menghidupi

Maka pergilah aku

Ku rasa waktu tak jua mengerti

Dan entah apa aku?

Dalam malam yang kunanti hanya dia

Ia yang menjadikan langit ini hitam

Sebab ternyata kilaunya tak menembusku

Lalu kubilang, ia bukan matahariku

Sang penghuni menangis sendirian dalam kalbu

Menanti cintanya dari masa lalu

Tak mengerti, surgakah yang ia cari?

Atau mungkin mati?

Karena ia hanya mencintai

                                                       ~U_V~

PERIHAL BERKEMBANG

Idealismeku kini jadi masalah

Atau justru aku yang terjerat perihal nan tak pecah oleh paham-paham keliru

Ketika itu tak seorangpun muncul dan membukakan pintu

Namun tak kucatat itu dalam daftar ketakutanku

Andai bicaraku laksana angin

Meski tak didengar dan cepat hilang

Tapi menyejukkan

Andai laku dan naluriku bagai seorang ibu

Walau terkadang tak membahagiakan

Namun mengalir bersama penghidupan

Lalu apa yang sanggup kuperbaiki?

Inilah aku, si perengkuh paham itu dengan hati

Bersama lembar putih hitam di awal kitab kisahku

Aku bersimpuh demi kebaikannya

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