terjemahan novel PARABLE (b.ing)

 

in life,

we cannot always be the ones who win.

 sometimes, there will be moments

 when we have to face defeat.

And tha'ts okay.

SADEWA REMEDIAL FACE

        The morning sunlight, already nearing ten o'clock, began to seep into the small room, slipping trough the tiny holes in the old, weather-worn asbestos roofing. The roof had been slightly damaged by  years of  relentless rain , not to mention the branches of the large tree above it that often came crashing down upon it. A half meter wide window stood open, facing the small river behind the house. Slowly, it allowed the air inside the room to circulate, replacing the lingering smoke from the mosquito coil that had settled throughout the cramped space.

        From outside came the lively commotion of people arriving to buy their lunch, accompanied by the sharp clatter of frying pans a sure sign that rice stall was begining to fill with customers. An old , battered radio resting on the stall's display cabinet began playing a collection of clasic songs, including  Untuk Kita Renungkan by Ebit G Ade. its opening lyrics were enough to make a madrasah student feel rather startled if he happened to hear them that early in the morning. 

"Kita mesti telanjang dan benar-benar bersih."

        Inside the room, a young man cast a brief glance toward the door, which was still closed, before turning his attention back to the monitor. "Seriously, is there no other song they could play?" he grumbled. "its not even noon and they already asking people to get naked. Sound like a swimming coach," The occupant of the room then returned his full attention to the screen, casually scrolling the mouse of his potato computer.