Thursday the 15th : Mortal , the review

Night hours the time you just have got home from your work is the most peaceful moment in a day you can ever ask. You feel relax as if the world just been taken off from your stiff shoulder. Nothing on earth shall be your worryness. The world is turning before your eyes in a very lazy slowly motion. Seconds you about to sleep is the best time your brain receiving every incoming message, whether it comes from telly, radio, or the voice of your younger sister.

"You look so high and dry, brother. Nothing more than weariness I do very hope"

"Nah, exhaustion I tell you in fact is all the matter. Die now I shall, and in peace I'll rest" the brother replied frankly.

"Do you remember Susno? Our junior at our nature club back days at senior high?"

"Sounds like a pretty popular certain someone. Even so, I'm afraid that's all that I manage  to recall. Too many years lies between us I guess. What about this Susno guy to begin with?" not less frankly.

"Actually, he was my junior as well in medical faculty. He's supposed to make his Hippocratic Oath this weekend and be a doctor. His parents came to town across the island to attend and celebrate the oath. He has two tiny cutie baby. The younger one was born only two months ago."

"Good Lord, how did he die?"  couldn't be more frankly than that.

"Couple nights ago, the baby woke up crying at 2. He stayed awake all night long since pacifying. His wife found him lying rigid in the morning"

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i rate 7,5 out of 10

Wednesday the 14th: Scholar, the review

Education is arguably the certain fastest way to change your luck and surely the best you can bet for a better future, unless you are extremely good looking the perverted indian producer looking for their forthcoming  kuntilanak's bra something movie. That must be what the older people think for their children, event though sometime the children just don't quite understand nor agree and prefer to get chance in the movie even as the ugly midget zombie. For the biggest shame, the nation doesn't seem eager to see it as a big picture that it's future depends on the education.

Another day in a very small office run by a band of young men. The office was established in order to lead the newly graduates of university into their desired career. In the process, the service  is including to get the candidates for company's scholarship. Especially some major companies. Long story short, scholarship should be the bridge for a common poor family in this country to jump accross the river of tears to the other side.

"Sir, the faculty's student department doesn't know what to do with supposed to be granted scholarship students. So she disposes them to us. What is your order, Sir?"  young lady administrator reports to her supervisor.

"Blimey, that's supposed to be their job, is it not? Given they are not knowing about that, What the heaven are they doing all this while for Mbah Priuk's sake?!"  

Five minute later, a fancy student girl with latest blackberry on her hand is coming in rushly. "I need a stamp for this scholarship's document. I'll pay double for it."

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i rate 7,5 out of 10

Tuesday the 13th : Word's Birth, the review

People are doing meeting oftenly at their office. So often so many of them have anything else to do but meeting and meeting again. Well, of course on their spare and off times they can always errr, arrange another meeting.  On some dictionary they co-equal the word "meeting" with the word 'boredom' . Thus, meeting is underrated.

Stubbornly, a group of men , some says they are idealists yet immature inspite of their age, hold another meeting on their new unfinished office. They always seem to have things to talk about. Someone who is older than anyone eles seems very enjoying the discussion. He is actually a fellow contractor and supposed to design the forthcoming skyscraper project.

"I had been here and there, working for a lot of major contractors. And here I am now. I threw wealth and establishment away. No body think about our country. What will happen to our children is wont even near a prosperity. Every part of our nation is jerk, except whom is not"

The others are listening excitedly.

"Say there's a government project from tax fund. First the project leader himself turns out a jerk, and takes at least 25 percents. Then, the contractor is no other and takes at least 15 to 20 %. That's excluding the profit. The project are indeed running. But of course away below expectation. What will you get when you buy house half cheaper than it should. You report that to the police and you find that the police is jerk too, he already got 10 % cut. You're depressed and see your kiai. Ah, they got the money from political party as well. Hence, jerk. It's a gayus game everywhere". He stops for while and drinks his water.

A young man is curiously looking around at his fellows. They still look so serious. He whispers to his closest friend on his left afterward, " Apparently we officially have gayus already on our dictionary".

Monday the 12th: Relativity, the review

That old new office is being renovated still. There's a room though, which is almost perfectly done, along with a brand new air conditioner. When you are leaving in tropical island, in the middle of global warming , season uncertainty and the father of Sheila's daughter, air conditioner would be very handy, especially when you are a sex machine ready to explode at anytime.  In the one and only cool room, a group of men are having a serious discussion about their new office future , which is a heritage, former lime factory at colonial age. 

"Is it just me? or everyone here feels stiflingly hot?" moan the fatter man.

"I can smell a barbeque already"

"Yes it's so hot, so you can fry an egg on the floor"

"Of course, your tiny winny bitty lil' deflated eggs!"

"I thought they wrongly put the stove up there instead of a should be air conditioner"

"Somebody better get an air conditioner expert here, or else we'll melt like his snots" pointing a silent innocent young man.

"I think we should have some break of rest"  the young man replies reflexively. And out they go.

They're back in after quarter an hour relief facedly. "Wew, turns out that the air conditioner is so god damn cool. Great to be back  here", "Closest to heaven i ever be" , "We have to arrange a new religion to worship air conditioner."

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i rate 7,5 out of 10

Sunday the 11th : Savory, the review

Easy-peasy-lemonsqueezy like Sunday morning. The greatest perk of living in a Sunday is you can sleep and wake and sleep and nap, and of course not to forget, to sleep, whenever u feel like.  Precisely like what the heavenly rasta old man ( read it 'man' please, note 'men') with dreadlocks said in his sluggish song. You can watch every telly show and falling asleep in the process. What is on earth could be more soothing than that?

How very ever, ancient wishdom alwayst tells us, that every sensous delight comes with it's price. There's no such free complimentary pleasure. Not as long as the sea is embracing the the coast and the celebrities are divorcing still. When the dusk comes to haunt you, it's a typical Sunday lazy dizzy hangover for your service. Too much untidy naps, block the blood supplies to your tiny busy neurons. To make it even worse, the thought that a full long and winding weekdays of work waiting ahead you with their subtile smile. And just like that aren't awful enough, the young man is starving very badly. He has just reminded by his belly that he hasn't got a meal all day long.

He drags himself into the kitchen and find nothing to eat, and neither to cook. Not even an egg, he used to fry emergencily. Slight of relief when he finds there's still half plate of rice. He adds last drops from an old bottle of sauce, or something seems like that at least.And that's all and the young man dines voraciously. That is ultimate delicacy he ever felt. Last time he can recall that he ever sup as humble and as tasteful at the same time, is the days he was in the wild. 

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i rate 7,5 out of 10

Saturday the 10th : Hydro, the review

A house is a place you can rest your body and soul at. A place you should get your ultimate safety and comfort. As that being spoken, you won't have to go to some recreation places on your duty free, just for the sake of refreshing. Your own home should do. That's what exactly that single young man do during his weekend, drifting in front of his big flat telly. 

Simple clue knowing that you're enjoying your life is when you feel like time is flying before your very eyes. You think that you just woke up and set your telly on and slugging around a couple seconds ago, and suddenly the night is coming swallows the light. And out of no where you have a hangover just like u have just drunk a drum of whine.The rain is falling but the cozzyness remains still, even better in matter of fact.  It's a common knowledge that in a rainy night, everyone sleeps even tighter, after trying to produce yet another baby vigorously.

"The water is not coming up. We are doomed!", suddenly the father's voice strikes like a million thunders.

"What is that supposed to mean?" the young man is not even sure with his own question.

"Apparently the water pump failed to start. That is our only resource. Means that we have no water at all, to wash, bath, flush, dish, we cannot even get our ablution for night prayer. And i am sorry to say that there's nothing we can do in a heavy rain."

And the cozzyness turns into solicitudes within a second

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i rate 7,5 out of 10

Friday the 9th : Bowed, the review

They aren't many answers when you are asked what a band of men do in a square green turf. They are either playing ball or talking about ball news of their favourite ball team. You can add sharing pervert jokes as they do that wherever whenever. And that exactly what happens after an hour of sweat-shedding, body tormenting ball game.

" That was a pure sex, was it not?"

"Like you even ever did it"

"What news of your team?" chuckle an older man, mocking.

A day before , the younger man's favourite team, which is arguably most beloved and hated at the same time all over the world, was defeated and eliminated from the biggest annual tourney.

"I dont believe there's anyone in this universe have not heard the massive news yet" the younger man calmy replies.

"What is that?" the older man playing dumb but can not hide his insulting mimic.

"My favourite team was shockingly at losing side. As anyone concerns , i shouldn't happy for that. Even so, you seem accordingly very happy. Therefore, for the time being, i will be happy for you, my friend", the young man fooly smile away. The older man losses his words puzzled-facely.

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i rate 7,5 out of 10