<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:30:11.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE INDONESIAN FOLKTALE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-7083650956543880250</id><published>2010-03-14T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:33:00.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kancil With Monkey ( a piece of cake)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When my grandmother was alive, and I'm still in childhood, but now the grandmother was dead. Every night before going to bed, my grandmother always tells a story, be it history or fairy tales about animals. Well this time, I will tell the story of my grandmother who was still recorded in my memory, a story about a deer with a monkey. He exclaimed curious yuch ... let's read the story below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One day in the forest, there are many kinds of animals living in harmony and peace each other. Each animal has his own life and activities. But there is one animal that is always making trouble and is very clever, the name is Kancil. With the cunning of reason and intelligence to speak to fool his opponent. Kancil known as the beast with a million clever deception. Well this time the target monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On one day a monkey was enjoy hanging and shade under the bamboo tree. Singing, whistling with the cool and peaceful porch enjoying a piece of cake. Kancil Come, see the monkey that was cool to enjoy a piece of cake. Cunning of reason appears to take the cake in the hands Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The monkey then had to come up Kancil, while asking "What up Cil? You call me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kancil     : "Nyet .. Can you given me a bit of cake, just a little"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monkey : "Yes ... Cil .. I'm care about others, yes this is my half of the cake,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kancil     : "Thank ya Nyet ... you're so good, but let's me to cut the cake,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey give the cake to be cut by Kancil without the slightest suspicion against the Kancil. "This is the cake you cut a fair Cil ...," The monkey said as he handed a cake to Kancil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kancil with a sly sense to cut the cake, one big and other small without the knowledge of the Monkey. Then give a small part to Monkey then the great he held his own. "Cil ... why is big your one?," Said Monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kancil    : "Come give to me, I make for the same cake," and Kancil eat a little of the cake which he held, "It's the same?."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monkey: "Not Cil ... this is still a big mine,"&lt;br /&gt;Kancil Monkey takes the cake hands and ate a little cake, and so on until the cake was eaten Kancil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally Kancil eaten all the cake while Monkey just got upset at not getting the cake when the cake was his own. Since then the Monkey hates Kancil. Well that was a little story about the cunning that made Kancil. Thank you have read this story may be useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s512.photobucket.com/albums/t327/ullyong/?action=view&amp;amp;current=171e0ead04df9ee0f20dbdc3fe6871f2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i512.photobucket.com/albums/t327/ullyong/171e0ead04df9ee0f20dbdc3fe6871f2.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-7083650956543880250?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/7083650956543880250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2010/03/kancil-with-monkey-piece-of-cake.html#comment-form' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/7083650956543880250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/7083650956543880250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2010/03/kancil-with-monkey-piece-of-cake.html' title='Kancil With Monkey ( a piece of cake)'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-3618067202096061319</id><published>2009-05-10T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:35:21.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SANGKURIANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"SANGKURIANG"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"TANGKUBAN PERAHU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;According to legend, told King Sungging Perbangkara went hunting. In the middle of forest  the King to urine on caring leaves (keladi forest). A female wild pig named Wayungyang in the middle of imprisoned want to be a human drank the urine. Wayungyang pregnancy and birth to a beautiful baby. Beautiful baby was brought to the palace by his father, and given the name of Dayang Sumbi or Rarasati. Many of the kings who propose her, but one does not have received. Finally, the king in the war between each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dayang Sumbi with her asked a seclude themselves in a hill accompanied a male dog that is Si Tumang. While it is preoccupied weave, toropong (piston) being used to weave cloth fell down. Dayang Sumbi feel as lazy, she said  without be thought first, he promised to anyone who get the piston that drop if sex male, will be her husband. Tumang bring the piston and given to Dayang Sumbi. Dayang Sumbi finally delivered the baby male given name Sangkuriang. Children are very fond of hunting, he hunting accompanied by Tumang, dog pet palace. Sangkuriang do not know, that dog is the bead of the gods and also him father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;On a day Tumang do not want followed the command to pursue prey animals. But dog is outcasted into the forest. When returned to the palace, Sangkuriang told  the incident to him mother. Extraordinarily angry Dayang Sumbi heard the story. She accidentally hit Sangkuriang's head with a spoon of rice  that held it, Sangkuriang injured. He was very disappointed and went rogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;After that incident, Dayang Sumbi extremely regret themselves. She was always very diligent to pray and be imprisoned. One day, the Gods gave her a gift. She will be forever young and has a lasting beauty. After many years itinerate, Sangkuriang eventually intends to return to the homeland. Reach offer there, the kingdom has changed totally. There found a lovely girl, who is not Dayang Sumbi. Dazzled by the beauty of the woman, Sangkuriang propose her to marriage. Because the youth was very handsome, Dayang Sumbi also very stunned him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;On a day Sangkuriang ask farewell to hunt. He requested help Dayang Sumbi to tidy bundle head. Would shocked Dayang Sumbi when she saw the scar on her fiance. Injury like as children who have been injured to go wander. After a long she looking of him, the youth face is very similar to face his son.She became very afraid, so after that she seek power to thwart the efforts of the propose to marriage. She ask the two terms. First, she asks for the youth to stem the Citarum river. And second, she requested Sangkuriang to make a large boat to cross over the river. The two requirements that must be met before the morning break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;That night Sangkuriang do imprisoned. With the power he exert supernatural beings to help finish the job. Dayang Sumbi also secretly snoop the job. Once the work is almost complete, Dayang Sumbi ordered peoples to set off the red silk cloth, in the east of the city. When witnessed the ruddy color in the east of the city, Sangkuriang think the day is morning. He also stopped work. He was very angry because it means he can not meet the requirements requested Dayang Sumbi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;With strength, he was destroyed a dam that maked. There were big floods engulf the entire city. Then he kicked a big boat that maked. The boat fall and drift become a mountain called &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Tangkuban Perahu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-3618067202096061319?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/3618067202096061319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/05/sangkuriang.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/3618067202096061319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/3618067202096061319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/05/sangkuriang.html' title='SANGKURIANG'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-1352391066846609738</id><published>2009-04-08T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:19:38.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mysteries Mount Bromo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;RARA ANTENG &amp;amp; JAKA SEGER&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MAJAPAHIT KINGDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Previously when the gods are happy down to earth, the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Majapahit&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to attack from various regions. Residents confused search for the evacuation, as well as with the gods. At the time it is going to the start of the gods to a place, near &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is still quiet, upright white fog covered. Gods who come to the place in the vicinity of &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;, sit on the slopes of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Pananjakan&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. In the place that is the sunrise can be seen from the East and set in the West.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Around the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Panjakan&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, where the deities reside, there is also a solitary place. Solitaire is working every day to venerate and silence is just reserved. One day when the blessed, the wife was delivered of a son. Handsome face, bright light. Truly a child born out of the holy spirit bead. Since born, the child's health and reveal a remarkable strength. When he was born, the child may have been solitary cried. Clasp hands very tight, kick his leg is strong. Unlike other children. Baby is named Joko Seger, Joko that means a healthy and strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;In place around &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Pananjakan&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, at that time have a daughter who was born from the bead of the gods. Beautiful face and elegant. He was the only child in the most beautiful spots. Time was born, the child is not the withdrawal baby is born. She was silent, not to cry when you first breathe in the air. Baby was so quiet, born without a cry from his mother's womb. But by her parents, the baby was named Rara Anteng&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;From day to day body Rara Anteng grow into young girl. Lines clearly visible beauty in her face. Popularly Rara Anteng to various places. Many son of the king apply to married. However, the application rejected by Rara Anteng, because her heart has been attracted to Joko Seger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;One day Rara Anteng apply to married by a famous pirate magic and strong. Rover is very famous evil. Rara Anteng the famous soft heart not dare to reject the applicants who are sacred. So she requested to be made sea in the middle of the mountain. With a strange request, applicant deems that magic will not meet demand. Requested that the sea should be made in one night, which begins at sunset to sunrise when finished. To be able Rara Anteng request it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Applicants magic before the seas start with a shell tool (coconut shell) and the work is almost complete. Viewing the facts so, careful Rara Anteng nervous start. How do I counteract the oceans that are done by the plow? Rara Anteng think fate, she could not live have husband with person who she does not love him. Then he tried calm herself. Suddenly arise intention to circumvent the employment share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rara Anteng start pound of rice in the middle of the night. Slow sound pestle collision and friction build-chicken chicken who was sleeping. Crowing chicken one and another also start, as though dawn has arrived, but people have not started with the morning activities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Rover heard chicken chicken-crow, but the white thread is still visible east. Means the time before dawn came. After that he&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;think fate unlucky. Shell (coconut shell coconut) is used as a tool that dredge sand throwing event and fall on one's face on the side of &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt; and changed into a mountain called &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Batok&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Failure to make the pirate seas in the middle of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, make Rara Anteng happiness. He was to continue the relationship with her love, Joko Seger. Later Anteng Rara and Joko Seger as husband and wife pair of happy, because they loved each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Couples Rara Anteng and Jaka Seger build settlements and then ruled in the area as the Tengger Purbowasesa Mangkurat Ing Tengger, meaning "ruler Tengger That Kind". The name was taken from the end of the Tengger syllable name Rara Anteng and Jaka Seger. The word also means the Tengger Tenggering Budi Luhur or introduction of high moral, eternal symbol of peace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;From time to time Tengger people live peaceful and prosperous, but the authorities did not feel happy, because after a long pair Rara Anteng and Jaka Tengger merried offspring was also not yet. Then be resolved to ascend to the top of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; to be imprisoned with full trust to the Almighty that given offspring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suddenly a magical voice that says that they will be imprisoned provided answered but when you have children, the youngest child must be sacrificed to the crater of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, Couples Roro Anteng and Jaka Seger approve and then have 25 children, but the instinct heavy heart old when we did not lose the child. In a word pair Rara Anteng and Jaka Seger broken a promise, God was angry with the threatening and will override catastrophe, then there tempest darkness into the crater of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; belch fire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kesuma the last children disappeared from sight praisesed fire and go to Bromo crater, at the same loss heard Kesuma unseen voice: "You are my brother-that I love you, I have been sacrificed by our parents and Hyang Widi save you all. Life peaceful and serene, Hyang Widi worship. I remind you that every month KASADA Festival on the 14-day to make offerings to Hyang Widi in the crater of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;. This habit is followed by hereditary Tengger people and each year the ceremony was held in KASADA Festival Poten sand and sea crater of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Mount&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Bromo&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-1352391066846609738?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/1352391066846609738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/04/mysteries-mount-bromo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1352391066846609738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1352391066846609738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/04/mysteries-mount-bromo.html' title='Mysteries Mount Bromo'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-2432622505827122524</id><published>2009-04-01T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:15:13.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Timun Mas ( Gold Cucumber)</title><content type='html'>Folklore of Central Java&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Timun Mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long time ago, living a couple of farmers. They live in a village near the forest. They live happy, unfortunately they have not only was a child also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day they pray to the God. They pray to be soon be a child. One day a giant passes where they reside. Giant prayer is heard that wife's husband. Giant then provide them with seeds cucumber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"Plant seeds of this, Later you will soon get a female child," said the giant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"Thank you, giant," said the couple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"But there is condition, at the age of 17 years the child must be submitted with you to me," the giant reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Without thinking long they agree, because it wanted a child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Husband and wife farmers to plant the seeds cucumber. Every day they start caring for the plants that grow with it as best as possible. Many months and then bear a cucumber with golden color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Fruit cucumber that the longer become larger and heavier. When the fruit is ripe, they take it, carefully slit the fruit. Sudenlly, in the fruit is found in infants of women who are very beautiful. Couple was very happy, they gave the name of the baby Timun Mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Year after year passed, Timun Mas grown into a beautiful girl. Both parents are very proud of her. But they became very afraid, because in the anniversary Timun Mas at 17, the giant will back. The giant take back that promises to take Timun Mas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Farmers are trying to calm. "Wait a moment. Timun Mas playing. My wife would called her," he said. Farmers find it immediately to her doughter. "My girl, take this," she said while giving a cloth bag. "This will help fight the giant. Now flee as soon as possible," she said. So even Timun Mas immediately fled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Couple on the sad departure Timun Mas. But they are not willing if their child become food giant. Giant waiting long time. He was not a patient. He knew, was that lied by couple of farmers. And he also destroyed the huts of the farmers. Then it was to pursue Timun Mas to forest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Giant run chase immediately Timun Mas. Near the gian,Timun Mas immediately take the handful of salt from the cloth pouch. Then salt spread it to the giant. Suddenly a wide sea also unfold. Giant forced to swim with great difficulty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Timun Mas ran again. But then most successful giant come closer. Timun Mas again taking bizarre objects from a cloth bag. He took the handful chili. Chili throwed to the giant. At once the tree branches and sharp thorns of the giant trap. Giant cried in pain. Timun Mas while running to save herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;But the giant is really strong. He was again nearly captured Timun Mas. So Timun Mas is also a third issue of miraculous. She sow seeds Cucumber magic. At once grow the cucumber garden very knowledgeable. Giant very tired and hungry. He also eat the fresh cucumber with oneself. Because of too much eating, giant was slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Timun Mas again fled. She ran for dear life. But long run power out. More unlucky again because a giant awakened from sleep. Giant again almost catch her. Timun Mas very terrified. He also threw the last tool handful shrimp paste. Again, miracles happen. A lake of mud spread wide. Giant fall into it. Hands almost reach Timun Mas. But the lake mud is basic to withdraw it. Giant panic, he can not breathe, then submerged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Timun Mas relieved. She has survived, Timun Mas is also return to home to their parents. Father and mother's Timun Mas happy to see Timun Mas be save. They held, "Thank you, God. You have to save my girl," said their delighted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;Since that time Timun Mas can live quietly with her parents. They can be happy without living in fear again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-2432622505827122524?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/2432622505827122524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/04/timun-mas-gold-cucumber.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/2432622505827122524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/2432622505827122524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/04/timun-mas-gold-cucumber.html' title='Timun Mas ( Gold Cucumber)'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-1745020568243164314</id><published>2009-03-20T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:08:37.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bawang Merah &amp; Bawang Putih</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GARLIC &amp;amp; ONION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Long time ago in a village lived a family consisting of father, mother and a beautiful teenage girl named Bawang Putih (garlic). They are a happy family. Although the father Bawang Putih (garlic) traders only normal, but they are harmonious and peaceful living. But one day the mother Bawang Putih (garlic) sick and eventually died. Bawang Putih (Garlic) very similarly in his father's sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Live in the village is also a widow who has a child named Bawang Merah (Onion). Since the mother's Bawang putih died, Bawang Merah mother often went to the Bawang Putih house. He often brings food, Bawang Merah help tidy the house or just keep Bawang Putih and shoot the father. Finally Bawang Putih father thinking that it may be best if he just married mother Bawang Merah, Bawang Putih not so lonely anymore. Then Bawang Putih's father and Bawang Merah's mother married. Originally Bawang Merah mother's and Bawang Merah is very good to Bawang putih. However, the nature of long run they began to look authentic. They often bristle Bawang Putih and gave her a job if the father of Bawang Putih are going to trade. Bawang Putih must do all homework, while Bawang Merah's mother and Bawang Merah just sit only. Of course Bawang white father did not know about it, because Bawang Putih never tell to her father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       One day Bawang Putih's father fell ill and then died. Since that time Bawang Merah's mother and Bawang merah more powerful and haphazardly against to Bawang putih. Bawang Putih almost never rest. She should wake up before dawn, to prepare the water bath and breakfast for Bawang Merah and her mother. Then he had to feed the livestock, watering thegarden and wash clothes to the river. But he still must iron the clothes, tidy house, and many other jobs. But Bawang Putih always happy to do the work, because she hopes one day the stepmother will love such as her child own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This morning as usual Bawang Putih bring basket containing the clothes in the river will wash. She sang with the small paths in the forest edge of a small regular she walk. Today the weather was very bright. Bawang Putih immediately wash all the dirty clothes brought. She fell very happy, Bawang putih not realize that one of the clothes have been brought out flow. Unfortunately the shirt is a lovely shirt her stepmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        When the think that, clothes's stepmother was too far away. Bawang Putih, try the river to search for it, but did not  succeed to find it. With the despair he returned to the  house and told to his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"filthy!" Rave stepmother. "I did not want to know, the main thing you need to find the clothes! And do not dare go  home if you have not found it. Understand? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Bawang Putih forced to obey the wishes her stepmother. She immediately wen to place the river washed earlier. The sun has begun to escalate, but Bawang Putih not find clothes for her mother. He installed her eyes, thoroughly looking for each radix stick to the root of the river, the mother who knows clothes get caught in there. After a long stride and the sun is slanting to the west, Bawang Putih saw a rancher who is bath him buffalo. Bawang putih then ask: "O good uncle, do you see the red shirt who wander through here? Because I have to find and bring it home. " "Yes I see the bud earlier. If you pursue quick, you may be able to pursue, "said the uncle. "Ok uncle, thank you!" Said Bawang Putih and immediately ran back the river bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Day has begun dark, Bawang Putih have started despair. The night will soon arrive, and Bawang putih. From a distance appear to light the lamp that came from a hut in the river bank. Bawang putih immediately came to the house and knock the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       "Excuse me ...!" Said Bawang putih. An old woman opened the door. "Who are you kid?" ask the grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;"I'am Bawang putih grandmother. Earlier I'am looking for a dress my mother that away in the river. And now benighted. Can I stay here tonight? "ask Bawang putih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Can. Are you looking for a shirt red? "Ask grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes granmother. What is ... u find it? "ask Bawang putih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        "Yes. Earlier clothes that get caught in front of the house. Unfortunately, when I like that dress,"said the grandmother. "Okay I will return it, but you must first stay here for a week. I do not have long conversation with anyone, how? "Fate grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bawang Putih think a moment. It seems lonely grandmother. Bawang Putih also felt compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Nek Okay, I will accompany a grandmother for a week, the grandmother is not bored with it," said Bawang Putih smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Bawang Putih for a week to stay with the grandmother. Bawang Putih every day to help grandmother's the work house. Of course, the grandmother feel happy. Until eventually even have a week, a grandmother also called Bawang Putih."Nak, you have a week to stay here. And I am happy because you're a studious child and kind. Therefore, it is appropriate my promise you can bring home your mother shirt. And one more, you can choose one of two pumpkin as a gift!" Said the grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        Initially Bawang white refused grandmother give the gifts but grandmother force her. Bawang putih finally choose the most small pumpkin. "I'm afraid, canot to bring a big one," she said. Grandmother was smiling and deliver Bawang Putih untill to the front house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Reachhe at home, Bawang Putih give a red shirt to her stepmother owned while she went to the kitchen to chop the yellow pumpkin. Would surprise Bawang Putih when pumpkin split it, there appeared to contain a gold jewel is very large. She shout so happy and told the wonderful things to her stepmother and Bawang Merah with a greedy suddenly seize the gold and the jewel. They force Bawang Putih to recount how she can get these gifts. Bawang putih told with honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;            Hear the story of Bawang Putih, Bawang Merah and her mother plan to do the same thing but this time Bawang Merah will do it. In short word, Bawang Merah reache in the house grandmother in the river. Such as Bawang Putih, Bawang Merah also be required to accompany for a week. Not like Bawang putih that diligent, for a week of Bawang Merah only sit Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;           Even if there is then the result is never good because it always works with the origin-derived. Finally after a week that grandmother allows Bawang Merah to go. "The grandmother should be given the pumpkin as gifts because i had accompany for a week?" Ask Bawang Merah. Grandmother had told Bawang Merah select one of two of the pumpkin offered. Quickly Bawang Merah take a large pumpkin and without thanked to her swing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;        Reach in the house Bawang Merah immediately to meet her mother and happyly show the pumpkin that brought. For fear of Bawang Putih will ask for it, they told Bawang Putih to go to the river. Then they can not wait to rip the pumpkin. But was not gold jewel that is out of the pumpkin, but animals such as venomous snakes, scorpions, and others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MORAL MESSAGE :  &lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animals that directly attack and onion until his mother died. That is the reward for people who are greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-1745020568243164314?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/1745020568243164314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/03/bawang-merah-bawang-putih.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1745020568243164314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1745020568243164314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2009/03/bawang-merah-bawang-putih.html' title='Bawang Merah &amp; Bawang Putih'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-1222727465935114332</id><published>2008-10-11T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:03:24.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALIN KUNDANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE REBELLIOUS CHILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;       In a time, lived one of the fisherman's families in the Sumatran coast of the territory coast. This family consisted of the father, the mother and a male child who were given by the name of Malin Kundang. Because of the condition for the family's worrying finance, the father decided to seek a living in the foreign country by crossing the wide ocean.&lt;br /&gt;        Then stop Malin and his mother in gubug they. A week, two weeks, a month, two months in fact already 1 year more the length, the father Malin also did not return to his native village. So as his mother must replace the position of Malin's father to seek a living. Malin including the smart but somewhat naughty child. He often pursued the chicken and struck him with the broom. One day when Malin was pursuing the chicken, he stumbled the stone and his right arms the wound was affected by the stone. This wound became resulting dilengan him and could not be lost.&lt;br /&gt;        After moving mature, Malin Kundang felt pity with his mother who threw bones sought a living to increase himself. He thought about seeking a living in the foreign country in the hope that eventually when returning to the native village, he has become a person who was very rich.  Malin was attracted by the invitation of a captain of the freighter that previously poor now has become a person who was very rich.&lt;br /&gt;Malin Kundang explained his intention to his mother. His mother originally not all that agreed with the intention to Master Kundang, but because Malin continued to urge, Ms Malin Kundang finally agreed to him although in a heavy-hearted manner. After preparing provisions and adequate equipment, Malin immediately headed towards the quay by being delivered by his mother. "My child, if you had successful and become the sufficient person, don't you forgot with your mother and your native village, son", said Ms Malin Kundang while trickling the tear.&lt;br /&gt;The ship that was gotten on by Malin was increasingly old increasingly far by being accompanied the wave of the hands of Ms Malin Kundang. During was in the ship, Malin Kundang often studied about voyage knowledge to the crew that has been experienced. In the middle of the trip, suddenly the ship that was gotten on by Malin Kundang in attacked by the pirate. All the merchandise things of the traders that was in the ship was seized by the pirate. Moreover most crews and the person that was in this ship was killed by the pirates. Malin Kundang very lucky himself was not killed by the pirates, because when the incident happened, Malin immediately hid in a small space that were closed by wood.&lt;br /&gt;Malin Kundang floated in the middle of sea, till finally the ship that was occupied by him was casted ashore in a coast. With available power, Malin Kundang walked headed towards the village that was closest from the coast. An arrival in this village, Malin Kundang was helped in this village after beforehand to tell the incident that struck him by the community. The place village of Malin was casted ashore was the very fertile village. With perseverance and his perseverance in working, the old Malin to long succeeded in becoming a person who was very rich. He had many freighters with the subordinate that the amount more than 100 people. After becoming very rich, Malin Kundang proposed to a girl to become his wife.&lt;br /&gt;The news of Malin Kundang that became very rich and married until also to the mother of Malin Kundang. Ms Malin Kundang felt grateful and very happy his child was successful. Since that time, the mother of Malin Kundang every day went to the quay, waited for his child who possibly came home to his native village.&lt;br /&gt;After several have for a long time married, Malin and his wife carried out the voyage by the big and beautiful ship was accompanied by the crew as well as his guard that many. Ms Malin Kundang that every day tended his child, saw the very beautiful ship, entered the port. He saw had two people who were standing on the deck of the ship. He be sure that that was standing that was his child of Malin Kundang as well as his wife.&lt;br /&gt;Malin Kundang then descended from the ship. He was welcomed by his mother. After quite close, his mother saw the scar on right arms this person, increasingly was convinced his mother that that he approached was Malin Kundang. "Malin Kundang, my child, why did you go so old without sending the news?" , he said while embracing Malin Kundang. But what happened afterwards? Malin Kundang immediately released his mother's embrace and pushed him until falling. The "woman did not know himself, at random claimed as my mother", said Malin Kundang to his mother. Malin Kundang temples did not recognise his mother, because embarrassed with his mother who has been old and put on tattered clothes.&lt;br /&gt;"The woman your mother?" , the wife of Malin Kundang asked. "Not, he only a beggar that temples claimed as my mother in order to get my wealth", answered Malin to his wife. Heard the statement and was treated arbitrarily by his child, the mother of Malin Kundang very angry. He did not suspect his child of becoming the rebellious child. Because of his anger that was at a peak, the mother of Malin up her face and his hands while saying "Oh God, if true he my child, was cursed by me he became a stone". Was not how long afterwards the wind thundered tight and the horrifying storm came to destroy Malin Kundang's ship. After that Malin Kundang's body slow became stiff and for a long time finally have the shape of became a coral stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE MORAL MESSAGE : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;as a child, did not have forgotten all of parents's services especially to a Ms that contained and increased his child, moreover if to become a rebellious child. Rebellious to parents was one big sin that eventually will be borne personally by the child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-1222727465935114332?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/1222727465935114332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/malin-kundang_11.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1222727465935114332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/1222727465935114332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/malin-kundang_11.html' title='MALIN KUNDANG'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-6465279250213163449</id><published>2008-10-10T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:33:47.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fairy Tale The Mouse Deer And The Crocodile</title><content type='html'>Briefly was 40 crocodiles that were marching from the side of the river at the side foreign him. The mouse deer agilely jumped from one crocodile to the following crocodile until succeeding in crossing the river. Afterwards he jumped above tebing that could not be covered by the crocodile while smiling glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course crocodiles angry very felt was cheated. They shouted mentioned the mouse deer as the rancid swindler. Acknowledged as Sang the mouse deer by him the chaotic animal, the trade person, the manipulation trade person and the enemy of the number crocodile of one of tricks. However elegantly the mouse deer listened to all the words of dozens of crocodiles beneath it. Afterwards after they were quiet, the mouse deer began to answer their charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dengar the crocodiles. Your enemy who was biggest not I. But two weak characteristics in the character of the crocodile. You the easy crocodile nation was manipulated by anyone by making use of two big holes in your character" said mouse deer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Today I am kind-hearted divided my knowledge about crocodile psychology. Knowledge that was more valuable than one thousand mouse deer meats. Moreover only thin mouse deer meat like aku"  continued mouse deer .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There were two big holes in your character. Two holes that made you find it easy to be hypnotised or was made use of. First was the requirement that was abundant on the safe feeling that made you easy was intimidated and the two were the feeling of the greed that made you easy was tantaliseds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh Brrrrrrrrrrgghh “ &lt;/span&gt;violently the crocodile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-6465279250213163449?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/6465279250213163449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/fairy-tale-mouse-deer-and-crocodile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/6465279250213163449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/6465279250213163449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/fairy-tale-mouse-deer-and-crocodile.html' title='The Fairy Tale The Mouse Deer And The Crocodile'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3891836491508465902.post-4512751615118018306</id><published>2008-10-10T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:13:13.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mouse Deer Stole The Cucumber</title><content type='html'>Dejectedly his cucumber was still being stolen by the animal from the forest although installing the doll (the statue from wood that was given clothes and the shirt until being similar to the real person) in the paddy-field to intimidate them, Mr Farmer intended to carry out few innovations. Apparently the thief knew that the doll of only statues completely, so as not again frightened. Moreover the thief dared to ridicule the object. By borrowing the technique caught birds with pulut (very sticky latex of the jackfruit tree) -- Mr Farmer smeared his doll with pulut while hoping the animal will adhere to the doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really lucky that fate of Mr Farmer and really unfortunate fate of the animal that finally really had been trapped to the statue. At first the animal, that evidently was the mouse deer ridiculed the doll with words, was followed with dismissed the tongue, installed the index finger beside the right-left head and was ended by kicking the doll with foot him that was small. "Gubraaak!" And foot Kancil also adhered to latex that was smeared in foot the doll. Efforts rammed even made his head take part in adhering. His condition was more again serious the time Kancil struck the doll with his tail. Be his body adhered tight to the paddy-field doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Farmer that came home from looking for firewood in the whistling forest cheerful when seeing the thief did not move in his paddy-field. "Tralala Trilili, Cihuiiii!" Siul him while imagining his cucumber will not be stolen again and ate at night this time will be accompanied by satay of the mouse deer of the pepper spice. "Nyam nyam nyam, mouse deer satay niceeeeeee bok!" He yelled was full of pleasure seemed like the sun smiled especially for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  pity was really unfortunate the mouse deer that was tied and imprisoned in imprisonment of the chicken while waiting for his life to end in the burning of satay. But the conduct the sheepdog Mr Farmer that was jealous the time the mouse deer boasted that himself was waiting for the tailor to come to measure clothes for him and Sir the farmer was looking for delicious food in the forest to be served to him -- rescued the mouse deer. The sheepdog that wanted clothes and this "fake" food was prepared to change places by him. He was tied and placed in imprisonment of the chicken, now the mouse deer went to be relax while whistling cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really angry that Mr Farmer to the Dog that was acknowledged as a stupid creature and the greed by him! The creature that be easy was cheated-trick by the enemy Mr Farmer. The creature who could not think logical and chronological in considering a fact. Necessarily the Sheepdog knew that Mr Farmer for months installed the trap for the mouse deer, eee after caughted how come even was released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course The sheepdog that felt himself very competent in the affair looked after the goat did not receive. Acknowledged as Mr Farmer as the not communicative leader by him. The leader who worked unprofessional. Played accused at random! Judged the dog from the field that not his responsibility! . Want to win personally. Think the interests himself. Not had wanted to develop his subordinate! Only want to keep results of farm land and his property livestock breeding without wanting to share information, let alone training his subordinate. Blah! Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would daily busy looking after the goat." How could it be that I knew if the mouse deer the catch. Sir Farmer not had communicated that he had the project caught the mouse deer! Wrongly he himself not had divided information into parts! All he kept personally seemed like all was secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards The sheepdog also defended itself when being accused that himself the greed because of wanting clothes and food that were allocated for the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had the bad experience about rules of play lack of clarity that was made by Mr Farmer." Yesterday The Horse in tethered in the tree in front of the house, afterwards he was asked to the city and return home-return home brought new shoes and the new saddle. Last week The Cow was tethered in the same tree, and the following afternoon he put on the new bell. The month yesterday The Cat was imprisoned in imprisonment of the chicken, and the following afternoon he put on the necklace from gold. While I was always left alone without being given by the explanation. Why did they get my temporary gift was allowed to work hard without being paid attention to! Did don't blame I when felt was treated unjust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Farmer fell silent heard words  the mouse deer. He was really embarrassed to be found out it was denied by the subordinate personally opposite belasan the other farmer. However he could not do anything because all that was said The sheepdog quite true. Sir Tani did not want to damage his reputation as the strong candidate the village head with punished The sheepdog. Possibly his prospective voters ran to the other candidate because frightened the incident that fall on The sheepdog will fall on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3891836491508465902-4512751615118018306?l=muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/feeds/4512751615118018306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/mouse-deer-stole-cucumber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/4512751615118018306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3891836491508465902/posts/default/4512751615118018306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://muslikhah-ong.blogspot.com/2008/10/mouse-deer-stole-cucumber.html' title='The Mouse Deer Stole The Cucumber'/><author><name>Muslikhah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12506733604603154033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vHAEmCc7Wbg/SZEeJ8bjklI/AAAAAAAAADo/GGuDwHIgGA4/S220/aaa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
