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Ledger is the name of the main character of a short story
time: after the establishment of Matala
place: under the sovereignty of Matala Kingdom
ada pedagang kaya, lagi cerita. jadi ceritanya one day ada anak pejabat psikopat, gay pula, namanya Ledger. waktu masih kecil, sering di kerjain ama temenya terus lehernya kepukul sampe bisu. anak yang buat bisu itu di kasih makan ke anjing idup2 terus bangkenya di kasih makan burung. akhirnya karena anaknya emang udah ansos gak bisa gaul jadi ya ga ada temen karena takut juga. one day dia dikirim ke desa kecil di rumah neneknya dari nyokap. Terus neneknya cerita tentang "myth (liat bawah) ".
There was a myth, originated from Tenna, that when you do not treat your woman well, your house will be burnt down by Malawati.
di desa itu lagi ada masalah yang berkepanjangan, semua cewe2nya gosip terus jelek2in satu sama yang lain di belakang orang, ada yang rebutan tanah, ada yang rebutan ternak. si anak pejabat, namanya juga psyko, lempar kalung mutiara neneknya ke jalan, mikirnya mao ngerjain neneknya. tau-taunya cewe-cewe yang lagi jualan di pinggir jalan malah rebutan kalung sampe putus, terus kan mutiaranya betebaran, terus pada rebutan mutiaranya semua. neneknya ikut nyelip, namanya juga nenek linglung, terus kegencet mati. Besoknya, pejabatnya dateng, terus engga nanya macem2 jadi neneknya di kubur aja. orang2 jadi pada mikir si pejabatnya ga peduli. pas pejabat udah pulang, malem2 ada orang mao nyolong dari rumah si nenek yang udah mati, jadi tinggal si psyko doang di ruma. terus si psyko bunuh si maling yang ternyata kaya orang kaya juga terus musuhnya banyak. Begitu mati, langsung dikubur, pas lagi di semayamin, cowo pada diskusi, debat, adu ngancem persisnya, buat gimana cara bagi harta orang yang mati ini, saking anaknya, 'katanya' masih terlalu kecil, padahal udah 20. terus istrinya ga bertangung jawab. jadi akhirnya, istri ama anaknya secara 'halus' di paksa keluar dari desa. selama seminggu, mereka rebutan terus siapa dapet apa bekas almarhumah, semuanya punya alesan (excuse) yang sama, 'kalau engga di rawat sayang, mendingan saya yang rawat soalnya saya paling ahli ngerawat tapi hasilnya nanti di bagi rame-rame'. setelah seminggu, si anak ini beli senapan terus balik ke desa, mulai bunuhin-bunuhin orang asal. akhirnya ada orang yang punya senapan juga terus nembak anak ini. ada 2 anak-anak mati terus 3 orang luka sekarat gara ni anak, plus dia juga mati. yang sekarang satu anak cowo, satu cewe, satu lagi cowo tua yang nembak anak itu. dalem beberapa hari, semua orang di kota itu udah punya senapan. terus kakek2 yang sekarat itu akhirnya mati juga, sebelom mati, di depan semua orang, dia ngomong "I do not have ... Just an old man dream" dan terus dia mati.
"I do not have much time to live any more. The worst regret of my life is not killing everybody in this town while I had the chance, while I am the only one who own a gun, and then all the lands and all the animals in the farms will be mine. Just an old man dream
Ada anak kecil nembak sapi tetangga, terus tetangga nya marah, cowo kepala keluarga, gebukin anak itu ampe ampir mati, sebelom mati, nyokap anak itu nembak yang gebukin anak nya, terus mati yang di tembak. Saksi kejadian itu banyak. pas di bawa ke pengadilan, bokap anak itu nyogok hakim. katanya, kalau dia menang, terus dapet tanah orang yang barusan mati, tanah itu bakal di bagi dua ama hakimnya. terus hakimnya stuju. istri yang dibunuh itu kesel ama hakimnya terus nembak hakimnya. Besoknya, semua orang, laki-laki perempuan, sampe anak2 bawa senjata kalau jalan2 ke luar. sampe sore, yang biasanya semua orang ada di dalem rumah, kali ini engga ada ornag yang masuk rumah, semuanya patroli di luar rumah masing2, tapi engga ada yang ngaku patroli. sepajang sore ngomongya sama terus ke tetangganya masing2 "It is getting dark ... Protect each other."
"It is getting dark, we will have our dinner soon. Why not you go into your house and I will keep an eye over your family. We are neighbours right? Protect each other."
Malemnya, pas udah gelap banget, semua orang masih engga ada yang masuk rumah, ada anak dikagetin kucing terus nembak kucing. Tiba-tiba anak itu ditembak sama engga tau siapa, soalnya gelap. Langsung tembak2an sepanjang malem. pas anak2 sama perempuan di suru masuk ke dalam rumah. ada satu istri saking gugupnya ngebakar rumahnya pas lagi mao masak. Suami yang punya rumah kaget, terus marah, terus bakar rumah orang, asal "It is not about money ... it might last".
"It is not about money any more, the people here are sick to the mind, heart, soul and spirit. I do not kill for wealth, but to avange my wive and my sons and daugthers. I am going to slaughter the very last creature in this town, yes, men and animals because all the man in this town has turned into monsters. Let me purify this town, let the blood guilt be on my hands and my hands only, let not the scourge spread. After all, if there is anything good that came out of this inferno, it will be just a sick old man dream. For the time being, let me burn this house down, I do not know whose house is this, but I know that this is not mine, and I bet the whore who burnt down my house has also a random target on her mind. I am sorry to the owner of the house, but I did this according to the justice of my raging heart and for the piece of mind however long it might last."
terus semua orang mikir mereka saling bakar2an rumah, terus ya udah, tembak2an lanjut, mulai bakar2an, kandang ternak di lepasin semua. Ada pasangan muda yang baru kawin tapi belom punya anak, yang cowo bilang "If I got a gun ... Deal my darling?".
"If I got a gun and I see something moving, in times like this, I am going to shoot first. If it happens to be a cat or a kid or just winds, too bad. I cannot risk my life for the chance, however small, that it is actually some other guy that thinks exactly the way I do. I bet you, the devil who started all of this is either dead, or out of town, or hiding underground, or even worst, watching and giggling at the world gone amok from his grandma's attic. There is no way he is still wandering killing people. It is so easy, it is like throwing a cigar to a spirited drinks shop. Once it burns, it will keep on burning until it is all ashes. That is exactly how it works here, it is the game of the devil, we are helpless. We just have to play by the rules, girl, and if we made it, it will just be the two of us and you can trust me right? Well, as for me, you killing me is the best way to die. In the end, if the devil is still alive, he might get upset and kill one of us. In that case, the one that remains alive should kill the devil. Deal my darling?"
pagi-paginya tinggal 3 orang, pasangan muda, sama psiko. pas si cowonya mao nembak si psiko, cewenya nembak cowonya duluan, saking ga percaya nya, terus ya udah, si psiko nembak cewe nya. masih banyak orang sih, tapi tinggal anak2 ama orang2 yang udah luka-luka parah ama beberapa yang pura2 mati. jadi banyak saksi. karena malem kan terang, jadi agak siang dikit, banyak orang dari desa tetangga dateng, mao ngebantu. kaget ngeliat desanya. Cuman ada satu anak pejabat ini yang sehat walafiat, bawa senjata keliling2, terus yang pura2 mati masih pura2 mati. jadi dia ditangkep dituduh ngebunuh satu desa, semua orang di desa jadi saksi, di pengadilan dia nulis terus suru ornag baca "you are not afraid of me ... it is all made believe".
"You are not afraid of me, you are afraid of your neighbor! What I did is, I just revealed the magic trick of the government, the illusion so-called law. All of you have this unreal idea, a crocked mindset, a delusional perspective that order exist, that crime will always be followed with punishment and there is always reward for the justice of your heart. Let me tell, actually, I just showed you, on a town scale stage, that it is a mirage, a fatamorgana, a slumber you refuse to wake up from. Nature is blind, and so is natural law, more blind than justice, it does not even understand the concept of right and wrong, good or bad, because these things are made up. Like magician at circus, it is all made believe!"
terus dihukum penjara. tapi karena anak pejabat, baru sebulan di bebasin. Pejabatnya, governer, nyogok kaya hakim nya gitu suru bebasin, terus hakim nya ngomong "I know he is ... as a compliment." terus governornya bales "You have your oath ... my decree." terus di bales lagi
"I know he is your son and I know how you feel. But he crossed the line! The people will not have it. For days and nights they are screaming in front of my house. My wife and my children are afraid. And they would not leave! Last night they are about to burn my house and my house would have been burnt indeed if not for me begging with my nose touching the ground until the morning break. Even so, they still determined to besiege my house, even until now. As we speak my house could be as good as ashes. You have not heard them chanting, have you? They sincerely and faithfully believed that your son is the incarnation of the Old Boy himself. You heard what he wrote in the court too did you not?. With all due respect sir, all the evidence is pointing that way too, no son of man that is born of his mother's womb could have done such a thing. I am convinced and I have my certainty. How could you even suggest that we as civilized men let that kind of creature roam free. Let us not pretend here sir, but we all have sons and daugthers and we too know how it would feel to have our beloved one possessed by that kind of devil. Be strong in your heart and hold tight to the truth that is blazing in front of your eyes. You are familiar with the devil work sir, I am sure of that. You know that the most powerful and wicked devil will defile the wisest and the most talented among us. And it is you, that is why you must express your virtue, bear rationale logic in your mind. Take it as a compliment."
"You have your oath on obedience and you will obey me. I know my son more than any one else. He is not the devil. That line you spoke about, it is an illusion. There is no such line and my son understand that. I am not sure if you understand what I will say because it is your mind that had been defiled, not mine. The devil, so to speak, is inside each one of you, of them. But these little devils are jailed by the so-called line, and they became a bonsai. My son erased these very jails, crossed that line, and none of them can resist the real temptation. Can you, my honor? No devil from the outside can make a man kill another for greed. Only when the devil is inside them, their eyes become green, their hands become red, their heart become black. All of you are like cans of oil, or an egg at the tip of a horn, all of you inherent the potential, the devil desire, the lust to commit evil, trapped in a dream. With a little flicker and a tiny nudge, you wake up, the prison melts down and you do the things you really want to do. He will be punished for that flick and nudge alone. The only crime my son has done was man slaughter in a self defense situation against a thief. And , I am very sure that you know it very well that in most cases, such act is not even considered a crime. But my son lacks neither guilt nor remorse, and I will not admit that absence of emotion is a crime. Our very understanding of justice is that it is absolute, blind, heartless and cold blooded. Let us hold on to that, inside and outside the court. He will be freed at the next new moon. That is my final decision, that is an order and that is my decree."
"Sir, pardon my boldness but I do not think you understand the situation. These people are furios! The mob demand justice, they demand someone is punished, tortured to feel the malice of rage and hate so that he may regret, not regret for comitting the crime, but to regret for being born. They are hunger of suffering. This is not the time for philosphy, this is the time for revenge, for vengence! I will not accept your twisted logic and the mob will not even listen to you. We all know that somebody have to pay the price for what happened. Somebody just have to. I fear that they might lose faith in the authority, in the holy government, in the fundamental, self-evident bricks of ideas of our believe, in the hidden mechanic of our kingdom as the sole lasting of provider social cohesion, shelter, peace and justice. We official have taken oath, and they have an expectation that we will do what have to be done. If we failed, they will solve things with their own hands. They will lynched, not only your son, but me and you and our families and all the established law and order will break down. The magnificent dream of Sasuya about virtuous civilization, all the bills and acts and constitutions and legislations and mandates and statutes and everything that our forefather believe and sought and fought for, the canon of holy inspiration from all of our preceding officers, the great immaculate kingdom of Matala, will succumb into history - if the future society will still able to maintain one - just because you forgot the unspoken oath. Once it happens, all hope is lost. The people will lose all of their reason to respect the law and they turn into wolves. Not just here, or in that village, or in the distict, but the whole kingdom and soon after, the archipelago. Because Matala is the backbone of the world, and we officials are the backbone of the kingdom. Without law and order, everyone will think and act like your son. I honestly ran out of words to convince you sir."
"The way I look at it is that you are the one who is furious, not the mob. First you talk about justice and then revenge and vengence and hatred, none of them is just. You are the one who are lacking faith in your higher official. Most of all, they will just lynch you and your family, no body is doing anything outside my house."
begitu keluar penjara, langsung dibunuh. terus kasusnya di rahasiain. ceritanya salah satu orang yang pura2 mati itu jadi ngewarisin seluruh harta di desa itu. terus dia yang nyewa orang "fisherman" buat fish soulnya si psyko. Tapi fisher nya ini cewe hehehe, terus macam cewe polos gitu. kaya dia kerja ama agen. dia cuman mao fish orang yang 'layak' di fish, tapi gara2 cewenya rada2 polos, gampang di bohongin. Terus yah balik, lagi abiz ceritanya selsai, dia tambain ajaranya sendiri "everything in this world breath ... the world will"
"Everything in this world breathe, the breath of the plant is sun, withouht sun it will die, the breath of the sun is the power of gods that gives the sun the power to shine, the breath of god is worship. The breath of a person is the wind, the food and water. The breath of marriage is love and sex. The breath of society is illusion. Without illusion, society will collapse. What seperates us from the rest of the animals and beasts are not virtue, minds, language, neither technology nor morality. The ultimate diffrence is that animal dreams at night, but we dream throughout night and day. In the morning, we wake up only from our sleeps, but not from our slumbers. Let me give you an example, this night we all sit here and eating supper from the same table, the breath of our body, but after I finished my stories, what stops you from killing me? From stealing my wealth, burning down my houses and taking my wife and daugthers and selling my sons? Nothing, the answer is nothing! Nothing that is real. But none of you will do that, I know for sure, none of you will. Because there is this invisible force that you feel that stops you. But that force is a mirage, it does not exist in the nature. If we are going to have another supper togather a year from, I cannot be murdered tonight. But that reason is not good enough, it would not stop anyone from killing me. Think, just think, how does another supper a year from now compare to my virgin dauthers tonight. So we need a better reason, like morality or ethics, these things might not be true, it was invented anyway. But we have to put faith in them for next year supper, in that very illusions. Because that is the breath of society, of civilization, of kingdoms. Just like a god will die when deprived of worship and even the tallest tree will succumb into soil without sunlight, we breath illusion. Laws are not real, justice was invented. Even the duty of tax is imaginary, and so are titles like kings or general. Crown and sceptre are real. The authority they hold are not. Even the values of golds and silvers and loan contracts and officially minted coins are not real. The only power that gives them value is the decree, which is invented in the first place, that you can only pay your taxes in these form. What are real are rice and flour and cows and sheeps and lambs and chicken. Let me close tonight with this. Do you know the biggest lie ever told? It is the phantasm that we have to worked hard by the rule to truly succeded. It is the ignis fatuus that good deeds and bad deeds will be payed off. I am the living proof that those are the ultimate fantasies of our age, that drive us day to day and control the courses of our lifes. When my hometown hallucinated, it survived, when it woke up, it died. These things happened decades ago. I have done none of the effort but gained all the wealth, and trust me, my wealth will stay. The Governor did all the crime and trust me too, he is climbing up the political ladder. What goes around evaporates, what comes up fades away. I hired that fisher to kiss that boy because he is a mad man and he has to die for the world to survive. He woke my hometown and so it surely died. I would not let him wake another one. He is the sane saint in this insane world and either he perish or the rest of the world will."