Short Story : Cats Morning Story

Short Story Writing : Nanda Insadani

Escaped moderation on : 22 March 2016

We as cats do not like having to eat a fish bone. Come on, what he liked fishbone? Or a chicken bone? It was not the food, man. That's rubbish. Garbage from this arrogant creature, man. With the big brain they play us. Called us just to joke about, for their personal satisfaction, without thinking about how hard we to eat.

"Why do we have to eat thorns, Mom? Fishbone unwell. I often sick ... "My son asked. I am sad.

"The flesh is only for humans, son. Naturally, the results of their work ... "

"Is not the mother must work?" I was silenced by the limitations of my brain thinking. I hurried my pace accelerates. I'm tired berkelut with a mind that is difficult grateful.

At daybreak, my soul back in this body. There are no other purpose, live to eat, and also childless. Bored taste. Again met with them. Can not help it, we were there for their food. Except the rats. But where the cats are every day met with the rodent reliable is it? Moreover, we do not really like rat meat. I do not know, we just love to catch him. Our popularity as eternal rivals rose after the cartoon titled "Tomenjeri" -that spoken man. Hello, our cats and we are animals. Of course we can not read, although I hear there are people who can not read. Perhaps those were indeed soulless animals.

"Today we came home Usman again, Mom?"

"Not yet. Although he was good, but it's still early. Better to find out in the trash ... "

"Well, mother ..."

Memurung my son's face. I was too, but for what? We should strive to be able to eat today. Trash is rarely there was not anything we could eat, let alone the dumpster behind the house Yono, who reputedly the richest man in this RT. Definitely always "busy" with "food". Aversion, if you want to be able to eat it in the trash, we should be willing to fight for food with maggots. Maggots are now more "rotten", cunning and greedy. According to human studies, maggot is a fly children. But we never saw the flies lay their eggs. In fact we thought flies instead of laying. But if true maggot is a fly children, the fit-fit only.

"Mom, look no food!" My son's great. Thank God. There parcel gills of fish lying in the dumpster. Looks like new. We immediately ran to unload the parcel.

"Hey! What are you doing!?"

"We want to eat, why?"

"Takkah you know that all the food here is mine !?"

Again, Yono's favorite female harass us. Not happy he if did not see us miserable.

"How can?"

"It is my master region. Means also my territory! "

"Animals do not have property rights in this world! Even though we live in a democratic country like this, but we are oppressed by communism! Man is a tangible manifestation of communism for us! "

"Needless to lather to chew! You're just jealous because you are homeless feral cats! "

"Envy? How strange you are! And strangely again, any unclaimed keep your food requirement is not fulfilled, is not it? Needless to bermajikan if the employer is not self-conscious! "

My son tried to take me away to find food somewhere else. I see a female face began furiously. Without further ado, though reluctantly, we left a package gills obvious ours was.

The morning sun continued to show prowess. Birds cheerful thither. We could only looked lethargic. Hunger could no longer invited friends. My son began to stagger aimlessly. Come on, we do not have any sense. Eat!. We can not plan. Yes, even though no such thing as a plan, it is how we can eat for today only. Amazingly, why man should be stingy to share the gift of God? Whereas historically, created first the animals than humans. True, it was nothing great at all. We created another first yes no no not only to meet human needs.

Because it is on this earth is man the officer, the main actor. Then, how can the "caretaker" it destroys something they organize? I really do not understand. Not just me, ignorance has been around since the days of our ancestors. Forest fires, illegal logging, landslides, litter, flooding. Still mending who became the victim is the perpetrator itself, namely humans. Funnily enough, we also become victims of human barbarity against the environment. See just two years ago, when the village is crushed flooded because garbage in the river were already piling up, my mother died of water-borne. I curse men since the incident! But alas, our only poor cat.

"Mom, I'm not strong anymore ..."

"Be patient, son. Let's get a drink first ... "

I took my son to the puddle of water that is brown in front of the house Usman. A puddle, whose fault is that?

"Let's go to the house of Usman, Mom ..."

"He may go to school, son. Look, the door is sealed! "

"It's just that I see the open kitchen window, Mom!"

I started to follow my son to the back of the house Usman. Remember, I had no sense. No matter how bad it is, we need to eat.

Once we jumped through the window, we found Usman lying on the kitchen floor by holding the stomach. Why he was not school, I thought.

"Mom, no one seemed to eat here ..."

"Maybe Usman is not cooking, boy ..."

"It is almost noon, Mom! He must have breakfast! But why no dirty dishes huh? "

"I also do not know ..."

Usman my gaze intently. His face was pale, his mouth open slightly. If I see from the look on his face, he seemed ill and needed to eat, it seems. We got out. In my head I still remember vividly Usman. What might she fainted of hunger? Yes it is reasonable. I understand, Usman kara. Her mother had died two years ago just like my mother. His father went speculate somewhere. Again I mess around humans. Why are they trying to act like a cat? The father left his son just because of selfishness that is unstoppable.

"Dad Usman why not come home, Mom?"

"Like us, right?" I'm a bit of a laugh.

"But, Mom. Yesterday I heard them on the phone, if the father is very fond of Usman. However, his father was not possible to live ahead with just staying here

Usman's still here because he still wants to continue his education ... "

"So, his father had success there?"

"That's what I do not know, Mom. I do not think so. Because every father called, I see tears running down her cheeks Usman ... "I was stunned. Humans, perhaps not all the same. There are really struggling in life, there is not know how to live in this life. Usman good boy. He often gave us food even though it was the thorn and the remains lauknya. We do not care, which is important we could eat.

"Assalamualaikum! Usman? "

It Tamrin, here. Looks like he wants to give rice at Usman.

"Oh yes, Tamrin the school. The layout here alone ... "

I am surprised. Usman right was unconscious inside. There should be a man who helped him.

"Meoww! Meoww! Meoww! "

Ha? What did my son do?

"Hey, Niss ... I do not have a fish ..."

"Meoww! Meoww! "

"Cats weird! Shoo! "

What might my son wanted to tell Tamrin that Usman was unconscious in? "Aw! Stupid cat! I'm gonna kill you! "My son Tamrin biting legs and now Tamrin was chasing my son down to the back of the house Usman. I followed them. "Usman? Astagfirullah. Usman! "Tamrin Usman also broke down the door and immediately woke her kitchen. Like humans, not all cats alike. In fact, my son had a little sense.

" Thank you very much, Mr. Tamrin ! "

"Yes , Usman . If you want to eat and no vegetable , just come to my place ! "

Usman nodded and smiled happily . He was awake . We are also pleased .

" Let's find food , Mom! My spirit is back ! "

I said yes .

" Niisss ... ckckck ! Meoong ... ! "

Usman call . We hurried to the call Usman . Again Usman back in action . Yes , he gave us rice with a mix of bone and ... no chicken meat ! This is called human : " windfall no where " . We are very happy. My direct face- Usman gratefully . Although he did not understand what I mean , strangely , he nodded with a broad smile .

" Mom, what Usman know we had helped him earlier ? " My son asked while chewing this fragrant rice .

" No, son . Indeed there is a good man like Usman ... "

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