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[hqmillioncorn]

And Three Heads are a Dream Team!!

“Well, it looks like it's us two again!” Babycorn gently ribbed Rebena’s sides. “We get teamed up a lot huh?!” It was more like whenever Rebena happened to be around he was always the first to volunteer to accompany Babycorn.  Besides Cherrypit of course. As they walked along, a question that had been burning in Rebena’s came to a boil. “So uh, did you and Butter finally get together?” It was at that very moment he realized it made no sense to ask that question. Babycorn had no idea who he was! If she put two and two together his identity would be revealed. “ACTUALLY forget what I said-!” Babycorn wasn’t sure why Rebena was panicking. “Together?” She tilted her head, confused. “We do a lot of stuff together!! So yeah! We’re together a lots!” Babycorn thought for a second. ' “I think last time he was sick though…He was getting all red in the face…” Poor guy. “Yeah.” Rebena sighed. “Poor guy…”

ffxiv write day 30: two heads are better than one

if two heads are good then the power of three heads can solve any and all problems ever!!

of course....really its just two heads if you think about it.

“Know where going?” 

Cherrypit laid down on his sister’s head for a better view of where they were heading. Things unfortunately weren’t looking too great for the Starsinger siblings. 

Not only were they in a city they didn’t recognize, they were also in an entirely different world. So all hope of finding at least one place they recognized was off the table.

On the bright side there was no one here that would recognize them. So there was no danger of running into someone that was still mad at them for something they had done in the past. 

Babycorn shook her head and sat down on the ground she was standing on. “Well. I have no idea where we are.” It was probably time to throw in the towel and just admit she was lost. 

Vertical did it all the time and everything always turned out fine for her. 

In fact Vertical had gotten lost earlier too and found her way back after hours of walking around. 

The only difference was that Babycorn had wandered out in the middle of the night.

…At least she was told it was nighttime. 

Her nightly journey had been In search of a tasty snack. It was a very important quest. The Crystal Exarch had made the Crystarium sound so magical and wonderful that there was no doubt in Babycorn’s mind that it was also full of yummy things to eat.  

Surely they had to be out there but just not in the places her and Cherrypit had been looking.

They didn’t know it but somehow they had managed to walk themselves all the way to the Crystalline Mean. Thankfully there had been someone watching them from the very beginning, just in case something went wrong. 

Babycorn sighed, “I don’t even know the name of the place we’re sleeping at…” All she knew is that the name started with a letter and there was a really nice Elezen standing at a table always ready to lead them to their room. 

“There, there.” Cherrypit gave his sister three pats on her head, hoping that would make her feel a little better. It always worked for him. 

Suddenly, Babycorn heard a couple of steps heading towards her, from right behind her. 

In these kinds of situations she already knew she could never act fast enough in case it was an ambush. Which is why she and Cherrypit had always agreed that he would be the first to act and that usually involved jumping at whoever was sneaking up on them and biting them like an attack dog.

Cherrypit growled and leapt off his sister’s head. “Go ‘way!!” He bared his teeth and got ready to bite down as hard as he could. But the strangest thing happened–he felt himself come to a complete stop in the middle of the air. 

“Wuah?” He retracted his sharp teeth and wiggled his arms in the air. Had he done this? Cherrypit looked up and noticed that someone was actually holding him up by his shirt. It was actually kind of fun. 

By now Babycorn had successfully sprung into action and after seeing her brother being suspended in the air by a stranger she didn’t know, or couldn’t see, she got angry. “Hey! Put my brother down you meanie!!” Babycorn charged at the stranger but tripped over her own foot on the first step.

“Owie…” Babycorn fell flat on her face. 

When she looked up, there was a hand reaching out towards her. The harsh light from the sky was almost blinding. But for some reason Babycorn felt like she could trust whoever was helping her up, it was a weird feeling. Without wasting a second she took the hand and was pulled back up. 

Then she was (almost) face to face with someone she had seen a little earlier. 

“Hey!” Babycorn gasped, “You’re Rebena!!” That was the lalafell she and Cherrypit had first met when they arrived to this new world. He was the one who led them to where the rest of her friends had landed, since they landed on top of a tree a bit aways from the others. “Hi! It’s me Babycorn! Do you remember me?!” It was always nice to see a familiar face. 

Especially if they were nice.

Rebena dropped Cherrypit to the ground and adjusted the hat on his head. “Y-Yeah…I remember you.” He tried looking away, nervously wringing his hands together. “Nice to see you again…” While his true identity was actually a future version of Cherrypit he was managing to hide it well, keeping the most damning evidence hidden by a tuft of hair covering half of his face. 

His nervousness however, was a little harder to hide. Thankfully Babycorn wasn’t too observant. Cherrypit could feel something was a little off, but that’s about all he could do. 

“Nice to see you too-!” Babycorn smiled. She stood perfectly still as she let Cherrypit climb back on top of her head. If she had bothered to open her eyes she would have noticed the dirty look the lalafell across from her was giving her brother. “I like your hat by the way! I have one just like it!”

“Is that so?” That wasn’t a coincidence. “I-”

Babycorn suddenly let out a shrill scream. Which made Rebena jump, a little higher than the average lalafell. “I-Is everything okay?!” Rebena worriedly asked. He watched as Babycorn began to pace from one side to another.

“Oooh If I don’t get back before everyone wakes up Lunya is gonna get really worried!” Ever since they arrived here Lunya had been acting so strange. Babycorn didn’t want to upset Lunya any more than she already was. On the bright side, at least it didn’t get dark or scary here. 

Well. Maybe it got scary. Just not dark. 

Rebena watched in silence as Babycorn paced back and forth, over and over, mumbling worst case scenarios to herself. There was something about Andres throwing her overboard a ship in there somewhere. He was unsure where the ship came in but at this point he felt he had to step in. 

He held his hand out toward Babycorn, “I can um, take you back if you want help…?” 

“Do you know where we were staying?” Babycorn sniffled. She was no help in that regard. Her mind was drawing a total blank, though she was pretty confident she would be able to point it out if she saw it. 

Rebena nodded, a rare smile crossed his face. “Of course! You’re staying at the Pendants. The Crystal Exarch told me so.” The Crystal Exarch had told him zip. He had been watching Babycorn since her arrival here from the rooftops the entire time. “Besides–it's like the only inn we have here. So that’s gotta be it.” 

Babycorn hummed in thought. The name did sound a little familiar. Eventually she nodded, accepting Rebena’s offer. “That sounds right I think!” Cherrypit also nodded in agreement, tapping the top of Babycorn’s head excitedly. 

Rebena couldn;t have cared any less about what Cherrypit was doing so he just focused on Babycorn.  “Right! Just follow me! I know this city like the back of both my hands.” At this point he knew he was supposed to turn around and start leading Babycorn through the city but there was a fleeting thought in his head that she would disappear once he looked away. 

‘She’s here. She’s not going anywhere. You’ll make sure of that.’

“Hmm?” Babycorn blinked, over and over. Was something going on? “Rebena? Is everything okay?” 

That was enough to snap Rebena out of his worry spiral. “FIne! I’m fiiiiiine!” He tried his best to wave Babycorn’s worries aside. “Here just follow me and we’ll get to the Pendants in no time!” All he had to do was make sure that his dolls kept their eyes on Babycorn when he couldn’t. Easy peasy. 

“You got it!” Babycorn skipped behind Rebena as he walked forward. The journey back had only just begun when her eyes caught sight of something. Rebena had a huge braid of hair! Much bigger and longer than her’s! “Oh!” She had a great idea. Babycorn grabbed the end of Rebena’s braid, just to make sure they wouldn’t get separated. 

Rebena usually hated people grabbing onto his hair. A lot of people tended to get his attention that way, and they would usually end up with his hair getting pulled. 

But, this was nice. It was like he was playing with his sister again. Getting into trouble with all the people way bigger than them. Even if he was the only one who knew what was going on. 

As they walked along Babycorn felt her stomach make a funny noise again. That reminded her! “Wait! Before we go back can we find a snack first?” All that walking around had made her even hungrier than she’d been before. “Snack! Snack!” Cherrypit repeated. He hadn’t been walking but he was also hungry.

“Sure!” Rebena wasn’t sure where they could stop but maybe they could stop by one of the stores to get candy or something. As much candy as they could take! So much so that they would get sick off it! 

The small little fantasy in his head came to an end when Rebena realized that Babycorn had no reason to invite him into their room to eat. He wasn’t her Cherrypit, just like she wasn’t his Babycorn. 

As the group turned to enter the Rookery, Babycorn and Cherrypit stared all over. They had gotten a tour of this area before, when they had first arrived, but it still looked as amazing as ever. Especially with the bird-like animals that they had never seen anything like before. 

Then, Babycorn smelled it, the distinct smell of something she could eat!

Without wasting literally any time she took off running in the direction of the food. Of course she let off of Rebena’s braid before running off. Otherwise she would have pulled him along and Babycorn knew more than anyone how much getting your hair pulled hurt. 

As soon as Rebena felt his braid hit his back he knew his worst fear had partially come true. “Babycorn?!” He could still sense her presence nearby but not being able to actually see her was a little bit terrifying. “Where did you go?!” 

Apparently it was not that far away really. 

It took almost less than a second for Rebena to notice Babycorn’s legs sticking out of a bag of amaro feed. Cherrypit was digging around a much smaller bag but Rebena couldn’t have cared less about him. 

In a panic, Rebena ran over to where Babycorn was busy eating. “What are you DOING?!”  As quickly as he could, he used his telepathic powers to turn the bag of feed over, making sure that Babycorn was the only thing to fall out. “Oof!” She fell onto the ground, a mouthful of feed still in her mouth. 

 “That’s food for the amaros!!” Rebena exclaimed. He was so grateful that there weren’t too many people around. Only a few amaros had been witnesses to what Babycorn had done. 

Babycorn looked around, confused. Then she stood up and put her hand in the bag of feed again. When she pulled her arm back out there was a handful of feed trickling from her hand. “Wan’ smome?” She asked with her mouth full. 

Silly her had forgotten rule number one of eating. Always share with other people. 

Rebena sighed and shook his head. There were tears in his eyes and a smile on his face. 

“Yeah. Sure.” 

He might as well. 

The Pendants were practically in sight now but it was still a little ways away. The trip so far, aside from the amaro incident, had been relatively peaceful. Rebena found it nice. 

It sort of felt like the time he and Babycorn had explored Ishgard for the first time. He remembered that Babycorn seemed to be a rush back then, walking quickly from place to place. It must have been the cold that had them in such a rush. That must have been it.

Something else he also remembered was that Babycorn loved to talk. 

As they continued to walk Babycorn would talk about the most random thoughts that crossed her mind. Whether it was something she saw or if something she saw reminded her of something else entirely. Cherrypit was also babbling about something, it was in baby speak. Which Rebena had stopped understanding an eternity ago. 

Right now Babycorn was discussing the possibility of them being lost. 

Just as Rebena was going to tell them that he lived here so there was no way for him to ever get lost, Babycorn interrupted him. “Actually-! We’re not lost!” She exclaimed, “There's three of us so we'll never get lost!” It was absolutely flawless logic. The more the merrier and the safer after all!

Rebena laughed, “People get lost in pairs of three all the time! Like this one time three people I knew went out into Lakeland and…” He paused, but he kept walking. “...People get lost. No matter the amount.” He tugged on the sides of his hair, spinning it around his finger. 

“Are you sad about something?”

“Eh?” That caught Rebena completely off guard. “I guess I am a little bit.” So off guard that for once, he was being honest. For once. 

“That’s okay!” She smiled, running up ahead to block Rebena’s path. “If you’re sad and wanna cry that’s okay! I tell Cherry that all the time!!” She tried to look up to where Cherrypit was still lying on head but that was pretty much impossible. Cherrypit giggled to himself as he snuggled against Babycorn’s hair. 

“I just wanna make sure Cherry’s not embarrassed to cry about things…!” Babycorn whispered to Rebena.  Ignoring the fact that Babycorn herself was a huge crybaby herself. “Otherwise he’s just gonna hold everything inside and then he’ll just get mad at everyone around him and then he’ll just be really mean and…Uh…”

 A solemn look crossed her face. “S-Sorry-! I didn’t mean to drop all that on your-!” Babycorn ran back behind Rebena and covered her face. “B’iggy always says I always tell too many secrets I need to keep to myself. Like the B’ig Nunh snowglobe collection…” 

“I see…” He remembered that. Something about Tataru not wanting to let word go out before the Starlight season. He didn’t really understand business but he could remember Babycorn telling everyone she could about the surprise. “Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to help you get home. That’s all.”

‘I’m being so brave right now. AAuuuughhHH.’

“Oh.” Babycorn looked surprised to hear that. For whatever reason. “Okay! Which way to the Pendants?” She smiled.

Rebena looked around, before pointing in a certain direction. “Right over there. We’ll know because one of my dolls is waiting for us there.” Before he could stop himself he biulrteed out the next part of his sentence. “His name is Coco!” Was it really his fault that he was proud of his own creations?! 

Of course not.

Rebena feared all the way down to his very soul on how Babycorn (or Cherrypit) would react to what he said. When all he got were blank stares he was starting to get concerned that they had somehow not heard what he said despite standing right in front of them. He knew his sister had the tendency to get distracted, but was it by this much?

Suddenly Babycorn sprang back to life. “Wow! I have a friend named Coco!!” She beamed. “That’s so cool that they share a name! Isn’t that cool Cherry?” Cherrypit nodded his head and chewed on a part of Babycorn’s hair. It was pretty clear he was growing bored.

“W-Woah!” Rebena looked away nervously, “What a coincidence…Ahahaha…” Nothing but a coincidence. A total happenstance. Totally. 

He was so so adjusted.

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So fleshing out some kobolds of mine, that trio from a while ago with the faces, now being the adventuring party/spec ops for my dragon sona (both sorc and full dragon)...

Defi, the snowmancer (top), Rebana, the titan (middle), and Tomtom, the geomancer (bottom), in their normal form and their mega form from tapping through their dragon patron's blessing given to them specifically. They do use my three favorite elements so kinda fits... ice, earth, and Big Wrestly Smashy. just saw them as a recurring triple boss that's optional but like.. kind of super boss... First two times you can fight them, the last one standing take on that super form, turning it from 3 annoying bosses into one super boss. Then the third optional fight with them is all three of them in their super form right off the bat (they do give you a powerful piece of gear or something idk, the typical something that you clearly don't need that you've proven you can beat one of the hardest boss in the game, near the of it).

Buuuh yeah, Bellypaw Clan kobolds but now these three have names and actual roles. They're not the -only- representative of these "classes", just individuals, tho Tomtom def is using my initial draw of a geomancer.

Also please, listen to this while looking at this, this is the song I kept listening to while drawing all this. :'3 Also stats version for here I guess.

[revistapipazo]

Vacaciones en Camboya (Vol. 2)

Cuando tenía 17 años me enamoré de Fernanda, una niña turnia, chascona y con los dientes mirando al norte. Embobado, la cuarteaba de reojo en clases; mi máximo coqueteo fue viajar una tarde en micro hasta San Bernardo -donde ella moraba- con la excusa de pedirle unos apuntes: como no tenía nada más que decirle, tras recibir las hojas me fui de vuelta a casa más feliz que la cresta.

Esa sería todo mi ñoño romance con Fernandita: más que risa, daba pena. El problema es que largos años después -en un idiota momento de confianza- tuve la peregrina idea de relatárselo a mi polola Enriqueta. Como ella conocía a la feúcha, se rió de mi juvenil pelotudez. Hasta ahí llegó el tema o al menos eso creía yo.

Una calurosa noche de verano -intentando matar el tedio de nuestras miserables vacaciones capitalinas- aceptamos la invitación para disfrutar de una fiestoca cerca de su casa. Al llegar, noto que una de las invitadas es Fernanda, quien sigue igual de simpática y horrible. La saludo cordialmente y mi pololita hace lo propio: al alejarnos, sin embargo, siento un susurro demoníaco. “¿Estás contento por haber visto a tu amorcito? Estás temblando de emoción: ¡me trajiste para humillarme delante de todos…!”, gruñe Enriqueta, quien por cierto aún está sobria.

Embrutecida por los celos, la compañera de mis días decide que debe castigarme por mi alta traición. Procede entonces a empinarse cuanto copete hay en el lugar: en menos de media hora está borracha como tenca y coquetea con descaro con cada varón presente. Como viste una especie de paté de lycra negra que le cubre desde el cuello a los tobillos y se le encaja vistosamente en la raja, poco le cuesta ganar la atención de los concurrentes.

“Lo que yo nunca he entendidors -divaga- ez el sentido mayéutico de la parábolagh del hijo pródigosh: explíquenmen”, ordena con la lengua algo traposa. La audiencia, claro está, muestra aún mayor interés en su cháchara a medida que el cierrecler del curioso “body” de mi noviecita baja misteriosamente hasta llegar al ombligo. Yo, por mientras, estoy castigado en una esquina rogando al cielo que no se le escape una teta del sostén que bambolea sin control.

Cuando el espectáculo llega a su clímax, Enriqueta se acuerda de mí. “¡Prepárame algo pa tomar!”, chilla: obediente, intento improvisar una caipiriña. Como mi maniobra no es del todo hábil, la lola siente que es necesario corregirla. “¡Así se hace esta hueá!”, proclama mientras pesca el cuchillo y se rebana sin anestesia la mano izquierda desde el dedo gordo hasta la muñeca, dejando un desparramo de sangre, lágrimas y jugo de limón. La gente, pasmada, dice “oooooh”.

Por suerte, como Enriqueta es ruda, en vez de largarse a llorar se envuelve la mano con una servilleta y sigue charlando sobre el hijo pródigo mientras debajo de su silla crece un pequeño charco rojo. Cuando por fin la hemorragia se detiene, me informa que es hora de irnos: antes de llegar a su casa, me saca la chucha en la vereda “por ser tan jote”; media hora más tarde -cuando por fin la herida le comienza a doler- se pregunta intrigada cómo chucha se hizo eso.

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Los votantes de Milei obviaron las cuestiones, contrarias al pensamiento de la mayoría de ellos y perjudiciales para sus propias vidas, como sería la multiplicación de los costos de los servicios públicos y de la medicina y la educación... tienen una opinión contraria a las propuestas “libertarias”... Se trata de un electorado que escucha “dolarización” y, lejos de recordar o enterarse del daño estructural que esa medida generó al país, se convence de que va a cobrar en pesos estadounidenses... En el sector informal trabajan 8 millones de personas que, además de haberse inventado sus trabajos, carecen de derechos laborales; y son jóvenes... carecen de derechos laborales y es por eso no temen que se los quiten”... el universo de jóvenes informales es el que seduce Milei, con su discurso de libertad y supuesto fin de los privilegios... Las mayorías, por su parte, comprueban mes a mes que con esa “democracia” no “se come, se cura y se educa", y, ahora, hasta les rebana las esperanzas, sobre todo a las generaciones jóvenes, que llevan años sin ver luces en el horizonte... la frase "quienes carecen de derechos laborales no temen que se los quiten” es exacta... También es real que elegir el cadalso no es una opción para quienes pretender seguir viviendo. Octubre hablará

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Hazlo como niña

A/N: Al principio esto iba a ser un fic (¿?) Inspirado en la escena de "Son como niños 2", en donde Lenny le rompe la pierna a su hijo,pero conforme lo fui adaptando, no sé cómo meter la escena, así que, haré dos partes

Summary: Layla le da a (T/N) una lección para toda la vida

Pairing: Jake Lockley x Marc Spector x Steven Grant xLayla El-fouly xPlatonic!Reader

Layla el-fouly x reader

Warnings: pure fluff and soft

Amarillo - konshu

Naranja - Layla

Azul — Steven

Rojo - Marc

Verde — Jake

Cansada por la feria de selectivos y múltiples actividades que hubo en esta por fin lograste llegar a casa. Morias por darte un baño, comer las rebanas sobrante de la pizza congelada que compraste en la semana con el dinero que Layla y los chicos te dejaron y terminar de ver por fin la última trilogía de Star Wars, la cual para tu sorpresa,uno de los protagonistas era idéntico que Marc, Jake y Steven, sin embargo, al oír aquel acento británico y voz femenina venir de adentro del departamento, te apresuraste en abrir la puerta para posteriormente correr abrazarlos. —"Steven, Layla, chicos, Volvieron… "

—Igualmente, da gusto verte de nuevo pequeña humana. —Comentó Konshu.

-“Oh no exageres, tu paloma gigante, también me alegra que estas vez no vuelvas dentro de una estatua" .

Con una fuerza desmedida por el tiempo que estuvieron fuera, abrazaste a los chicos.

Con una fuerza desmedida por el tiempo que estuvieron fuera, abrazaste a los chicos.

—Si que nos extrañaste, ¿verdad cariño?

—Vaya no recordaba que tuvieses tanta fuerzas, al parecer alguien estuvo entrenando, solo espero que no haya sido en nuestra ausencia o que ese alguien se estuviese jugando la vida en un intento de ser como aquellos payasos arrogantes en piyamas de Nueva York

—Y que lo digas bro… Hey con calma pulga, nuestra espalda ya no es lo que era antes.

Por la emoción del momento te olvidaste de tu peculiar aspecto, tu pelo lleno de pasto, las calcetas manchadas de tierra y tu cara con lo que parecía ser lodo seco.

—Veo que alguien tuvo un día un tanto cercano con la naturaleza. No sabía que hoy era el día de la tierra.

Al entender a lo que se refería Layla, enseguida negaste para contarles sobre tu día.

—Entonces en retrospectiva, debes elegir uno o más selectivos a antes de la siguiente semana

—“Así es, solo que hay un problema, no sé por cuál decidirme. Intenté tanto con futbol americano como con futbol y ambos me encantaron, pero solo puedo elegir uno, ya que tienen el mismo horario"

—Querrás decir, futbol y soccer… -Comento Marc

-"Por eso, futbol americano y futbol"

—No, no, no, se dice futbol y soccer...

—De verdad, solo ustedes los gringos le dicen así al futbol. -Refuto Jake

—Que es soccer!!!

—De hecho es fútbol, ya que, el deporte como es conocido mundialmente se formalizó aquí en Inglaterra en el siglo XIX.

—Gracias hermanito

—Marc, cariño, sabes que odio tomar partido entre ustedes tres y que por lo general te apoyo en lo que puedo, pero… solo ustedes y si acaso uno que otro país le llaman soccer al futbol.

—"¿Que hay de ti shifu? ¿Tú como le dices al deporte del balón pie?”

—Por décima vez humana insensata, mi nombre es Konshu, no Shifu y en cuanto a lo del deporte, debido a la inmortalidad que mi título de Dios me concede puedo decir con certeza que si bien Marc Spector no está equivocado tampoco está en lo cierto, pues el nombre varía según la región, sin embargo, es popularmente conocido como futbol y no soccer

Mientras que Jake y Marc seguían discutiendo por la manera correcta en referirse al deporte, Steven tomo el control del cuerpo ahora

—A todo esto cariño, ¿cuál era el problema que decías tener?

-“Claro, eso, el problema es que no logro decidirme por uno y aparte... bueno, siento que no soy la mejor, por lo que no creo que me acepten...

—Cariño, nadie nace sabiendo, aparte, para eso son tus clases, para que aprendas...

—"Sí, pero tal parece que eso no le interesa a los entrenadores o no al menos si viene de parte de una chica"

—¿Quien carajos piensan que son ellos para hablarte así? Dinos quienes fueron y te aseguro que Konshu y yo les haremos ver sus peores pesadillas a esos hijos de…

Layla al entender a lo que te referías de inmediato se sentó a tu lado para poder consolarte. —Espera, Jake...Habibi escucha, si realmente eso es lo que quieres hazlo, no dejes que nadie, en especial un hombre te diga que hacer, si quieres jugar futbol o soccer, hazlo, si quieres dedicarte a la ciencia, hazlo, si quieres ser o hacer tal cosa, hazlo. Si es algo que te apasiona ve por ello y más.

-"Gracias Layla"

Créditos de las imágenes a sus respectivos artistas

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Ode to Rifai

Jujurly...waktu pertama kali Rifai datang ke Ambarawa, saya langsung bilang ke Mas Ardhi, ada orang mirip Rian Jombang mau magang disini. Tapi lama kelamaan Rifai justru lebih mirip Mas Khoirul Anam. Bahkan saking miripnya saya menduga klo mereka ada dua saudara yang terpisah di alam ruh.

Rifai, Nabila, Seha, Siti dan Setia adalah mahasiswa magang (prigel) dari Fakultas Hukum Universitas Negeri Semarang (FH Unnes). Rifai jadi satu-satunya laki-laki di grup prigel itu dan ketua geng. Maka melihat Rifai dikelilingi oleh kawan-kawannya mirip seperti serial atawa film Charlie's Angels. Cuma ini tajuknya Rifai's Angels, adapun bidadarinya si Charlie ada tiga, sedangkan Rifai ada empat gak masalah, toh dibolehkan asalkan Rifai dapat berlaku adil.

Rifai menurut saya pribadi orangnya diligent dan sincere, istilah londo yang artinya tekun dan tulus. Tekun dan tulus ini karena pernah satu masa dia bertanya; tentu bukan diawali "Mah nanya donk?!". Rifai bertanya tentang bagaimana sih cara hakim memutus perkara itu?" Pertanyaan yang sulit, tapi yaudah saya coba jawab, saya bilang, "suatu perkara diputus oleh hakim berdasarkan pertimbangan atau analisa yang menggunakan dua cara analisa/penalaran (hukum) yaitu: ratio decidendi dan obiter dicta. Rifai makin penasaran dan makin sengit bertanya, saya yang mestinya menjawab pun jadi bingung. Tapi untungnya saya ingat nasehat Buya Aldi Taher, "kita semua dia dunia bingung, nanti gak bingung klo sudah di surga."

Rifai, kata orang kemayu, tapi menurut pengamatan saya justru dia itu ahlinya Ahli karena ia pandai menyembunyikan identitasnya. Bahwa dia sesungguhnya adalah sang pria metroseksual van Gunung Pati. Gunung Pati yang konon namanya diambil karena daerah itu pernah menjadi kubu pasukan Adipati Pragola I dari Pati untuk menahan kejaran pasukan Mataram patut berbangga karena bertahun kemudian muncul sosok mempesona seperti Rifai. PS: Rifai pernah curhat klo dia mau diekspor mamaknya ke Jerusalem jadi TKP (Tenaga Kerja Pria), padahal itu misi untuk membebaskan Jerusalem dari Zionis.

Rifai berkeinginan mau menjadi legal di BUMN; satu cita-cita yang amat saya sayangkan karena harusnya Rifai itu cocok jadi utusan chusus Presiden untuk anak muda, apalagi jika melihat pidato perpisahannya yang berapi-api kemarin. Apalagi (1) Rifai juga memang senyatanya kuliah bukan dapat gelar dari kampus ghaib maupun beli gelar.

Hari jumat tanggal 6 Desember 2024 kemarin jadi hari terakhir magang Rifai dkknya. Sehari sebelumnya dia bilang, "Pak saya udah mau selesai, kok gak ada sedih-sedihnya?!". Saya balas,"Rifai klo ada istilah ditinggal pas lagi sayang-sayangnya, maka klo (untuk) kamu justru ditinggal pas lagi lucu-lucunya." Memang selama 3 bulan mereka magang, mereka sudah menjadi bagian tak terpisahkan dari PA Ambarawa. Dan Rifai adalah maskotnya (apalagi di ruang hakim). Rifai kemarin bilang saya minta maaf. Padahal klo menurut filosofi pendidikan kami yang harusnya minta maaf, karena mungkin belum bisa menjadi Ing Ngarso Sung Tulodo. Apalagi saya sendiri pernah janji mau bantu Rifai dkk untuk cari beasiswa untuk mahasiswa tingkat akhir atawa skripsi, satu janji yang gagal saya tepati.

Pidong sitapitapi, habang diatas ni hauma

Horas hamu na huparbohat mi

Horas hami natininggalhon muna

Umpasa (Pantun Batak) yang saya bacakan buat melepas Rifai dan bidadarinya. Karena Rifai jumat pagi datang ke meja saya bilang, "Pak saya udah mau selesai". Saya pun bingung ini Rifai ngomong begini apa karena masih betah disini atau kek mana? Atawa justru Rifai mau diantar rombongan sampai ke Gunung Pati. Tapi tentu alangkah biasanya klo diantar mobil tertutup, Rifai dan kawan-kawannya harus diantar pake rombongan naik mobil bak terbuka dan musik rebana.

Akhirnya cerita, sebagaimana umpasa itu kami di Ambarawa semoga segala kebaikan atawa doa-doa baik senantiasa mengiringi Rifai dan bidadarinya. Skripsi dimudahkan, dimudahkan dalam memperoleh pekerjaan yang halal juga baik. Jangan mencoba Narkoba, Judi Online atau tergiur transaksi yang menjanjikan imbal hasil cepat. See ya on top!

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Porque soy la persona qué arreglar

Porque soy egoísta y miento sin parar

No soy lo que quieres pero me quieres

Vives atrapada entre la fantasía y lo que soy

No es suficiente lo que doy

Y arruino con los pies lo que construyó con mis manos

Estoy destinada a luchar en vano

A intentar escalar con el hielo clavado

Cuando estoy arriba es fácil verme, animarme

Sin ver la cuchilla que me rebana

Y cuando caigo, quién me levanta?

Soy un desperdicio en lo más hondo

Ya no tengo valor si estoy en el fondo

Soy basura, composta para el árbol del tiempo

Insignificante como una hoja al viento, pisoteada

Aplastada por el peso del mundo

Solo tengo valor cuando estoy arriba

Cuando no soy suicida

Cuando estoy estable

Cuando no quiero apagarme

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Kalender Liturgi 21 Nov 2024

Kamis Pekan Biasa XXXIII

PW S. Maria Dipersembahkan kepada Allah

Warna Liturgi: Putih

Bacaan I: Why 5:1-10

Mazmur Tanggapan: Mzm 149:1-2.3-4.5-6a.9b

Bait Pengantar Injil: Mzm 95:8ab

Bacaan Injil: Luk 19:41-44

Bacaan I

Why 5:1-10

Anak Domba telah disembelih

dan dengan darah-Nya telah menebus kita dari segala bangsa.

Bacaan dari Kitab Wahyu:

Aku, Yohanes, melihat seorang yang duduk di atas takhta di surga;

dengan tangan kanan Dia memegang sebuah gulungan kitab.

Kitab itu ditulisi sebelah dalam dan sebelah luarnya

dan dimeterai dengan tujuh meterai.

Dan aku melihat seorang malaikat yang gagah,

yang berseru dengan suara nyaring, katanya,

"Siapakah yang layak membuka gulungan kitab itu

dan membuka meterai-meterainya?"

Tetapi tak ada seorang pun yang di surga atau di bumi atau yang di bawah bumi

yang dapat membuka gulungan kitab itu

atau melihat sebelah dalamnya.

Maka menangislah aku dengan amat sedihnya,

karena tidak seorang pun dianggap layak

untuk membuka gulungan kitab itu

ataupun melihat sebelah dalamnya.

Lalu berkatalah seorang dari tua-tua itu kepadaku,

"Jangan menangis!

Sesungguhnya singa dari suku Yehuda, yaitu tunas Daud,

telah menang.

Dialah yang dapat membuka gulungan kitab itu

dan membuka ketujuh meterainya."

Maka aku melihat

seekor Anak Domba berdiri di tengah-tengah takhta

dan di tengah-tengah keempat makhluk serta orang tua-tua itu.

Anak Domba itu kelihatan seperti telah disembelih.

Ia bertanduk tujuh dan bermata tujuh.

Itulah ketujuh Roh Allah yang diutus ke seluruh bumi.

Lalu datanglah Anak Domba itu

dan menerima gulungan kitab itu dari tangan Dia

yang duduk di atas takhta itu.

Ketika Ia mengambil gulungan kitab itu,

tersungkurlah keempat makhluk dan kedua puluh empat orang tua-tua

di hadapan Anak Domba.

Mereka masing-masing memegang sebuah kecapi,

dan sebuah cawan emas penuh dengan kemenyan.

Itulah doa orang-orang kudus.

Dan mereka menyanyikan suatu lagu baru katanya,

"Layaklah Engkau menerima gulungan kitab

dan membuka ketujuh meterainya.

Sebab Engkau telah disembelih,

dan dengan darah-Mu Engkau telah membeli mereka bagi Allah

dari setiap suku, bahasa, kaum dan bangsa.

Engkau telah membuat mereka menjadi suatu kerajaan,

dan menjadi imam-imam bagi Allah kita,

dan mereka sebagai raja akan memerintah di bumi."

Demikianlah sabda Tuhan.

Mazmur Tanggapan

Mzm 149:1-2.3-4.5-6a.9b

R:Why 5:10

Tuhan, Engkau telah membuat kami menjadi raja dan imam.

*Nyanyikanlah bagi Tuhan lagu yagn baru!

Pujilah Dia dalam jemaah orang-orang saleh!

Biarlah Israel bersukacita atas Penciptanya,

biarlah Sion bersorak-sorak atas raja mereka!

*Biarlah mereka memuji-muji nama-Nya dengan tarian,

biarlah mereka bermazmur kepada-Nya

dengan rebana dan kecapi!

Sebab Tuhan berkenan kepada umat-Nya,

Ia memahkotai orang-orang yang rendah hati dengan keselamatan.

*Biarlah orang-orang saleh beria-ria dalam kemuliaan,

biarlah mereka bersorak-sorai di atas tempat tidur!

Biarlah pujian pengagungan Allah

ada dalam kerongkongan mereka;

itulah semarak bagi orang yang dikasihi Allah.

Bait Pengantar Injil

Mzm 95:8ab

Hari ini janganlah bertegar hati,,

tetapi dengarkanlah suata Tuhan.

Bacaan Injil

Luk 19:41-44

Andaikan engkau tahu apa yang perlu untuk damai sejahteramu!

Inilah Injil Suci menurut Lukas:

Pada waktu itu,

ketika Yesus mendekati Yerusalem dan melihat kota itu,

Ia menangisinya, kata-Nya,

"Wahai Yerusalem, alangkah baiknya

andaikan pada hari ini juga engkau mengerti

apa yang perlu untuk damai sejahteramu!

Tetapi sekarang hal itu tersembunyi bagi matamu.

Sebab akan datang harinya,

musuhmu mengelilingi engkau dengan kubu,

lalu mengepung dan menghimpit engkau dari segala jurusan.

Dan mereka akan membinasakan dikau beserta semua pendudukmu.

Tembokmu akan dirobohkan

dan tiada satu batu pun akan dibiarkan terletak di atas batu yang lain.

Sebab engkau tidak mengetahui saat Allah melawati engkau."

Demikanlah sabda Tuhan.