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The selfish Cinderella

** Story of a selfish Cinderella*** once upon a time there were two cinderellas(1 and 2). The two of them were very beautiful and kind. The two of them liked a prince. Cinderella(1) was very honest of her feelings and very nice girl, on the other hand the other cinderella(2) was also a very nice girl but she wasn’t honest about her feelings. The prince was also very kindhearted. ‌The two of them often spends time with prince separately. They two were very happy to be able to spend time with the prince. The prince was happy to. But, the prince was already fallen in love for one of those cinderellas. That cinderella(1) was very close to the prince. Most of the time the prince spended time with that cinderella(1). On the other hand the other cinderella(2) was always busy with her work she could hardly even see the prince. But she never stopped liking him. She always said to herself, that even if it is amall amount of time she is spending with the prince, she is enough happy. Hiding her real feelings she always lied to herself. Fear about the prince leaving her always haunted her. When you have fallen in love with someone just seeing that person can't give you that much of happiness. Oppositely it gives pain to her heart, not be able to spend more time with that prince. Time passed. The other cinderella(2) made her mind, built courage. That knight there was a party in the castle. The prince was coming from the upstairs cinderella(2) was ready to confess her love. Suddenly the other cinderella (1) came in front of her and the prince begged her(1) hand for marriage. They two started dancing together they were looking very happy. The other cinderella(1) was holding her tears. And she stepped out from the party so that no one can notice. She was sitting outside on the stairs of the castle crying full of sadness. She took her her shoe off, placed it on the stairs and started glaring it, thinking; ( Why couldn’t I be the cinderella of the story, the cinderella of the prince.) —THE END— ## First love is a course. A seed of poison implanted in your heart. A small amount of happiness can soothe your heart. And a small flame of jealousy can burn throughout you whole body and veins, and it really pains. #### ‌ — Tanzim Ahmad
Tanzim_Ahmed_8173 · 1K Views

KEHIDUPAN YANG BERLIKU

Ardi Mustofa Pria dengan 1 anak masih berumur 39 tahun,Harus merelakan hartanya di ambil karena korupsi duit perusahaan.Terbiasa hidup di manja sang Ibu, Karena Anak semata wayang membuatnya tanpa rasa bersalah dan malu dia bersama anak istrinya pulang ke rumah ibunya. Menempati rumah peninggalan bapaknya di desa. Entah kenapa Mustofa bisa tergiur oleh bujuk rayu teman sekantornya. Bersama Samsiah istrinya mereka berdua pun memulai kehidupan dengan mengandalkan hasil penjualan perhiasan istrinya. Sebagai istri sebenarnya Samsiah berulangkali mengingatkan Mustofa, Namun sifat keras kepalanya mementahkan segala nasehat istrinya. Hingga akhirnya garis nasib melemparkan keduanya menjalani terjalnya jalan kehidupan. Samsiah dengan alis mata tebal dan hidung mancung tinggi semampai berhasil memikat hati Mustofa pemuda berperawakan pendek yang saat pertama kali bertemu adalah karyawan yang sedang naik daun karena prestasi kerjanya. Mereka menikah tepat setahun setelah bertemu, 2tahun kemudian saat Anton anak mereka lahir Mustofa menyuruh istrinya itu berhenti bekerja. Samsiah yang di besarkan dalam keluarga puritan di mana masih menggunakan sistem paternalistik, menuruti saja keinginan suaminya tersebut. Hingga saat pihak perusahaan menyita segala aset yang mereka punya dia hanya pasrah saja. Dengan lapang dada Samsiah mengikuti keinginan suaminya pulang ke rumah ibunya. "Kalau tinggal di rumah kamu, Kasihan anton dia tidurnya di mana?" Itulah alasan Mustofa pada Samsiah. Alasan yang masuk akal karena rumah yang di tempati orang tuanya hanya punya 2 kamar sedangkan adiknya masih ada 3. Berpikir demikian Samsiah pun dengan mantap mengikuti ajakan Mustofa. Berbekal hasil penjualan emas yang dia punya Samsiah mencoba peruntungan dengan berjualan gorengan di depan rumah mertuanya. Namun Nasib baik belum berpihak pada Samsiah,baru 3 bulan berjualan. Mustofa sudah meninggal karena kedapatan mencuri kotak amal di mushola. Di bantu Raminah sang mertua,Samsiah dengan tegar melanjutkan hidupnya dengan sekuat tenaga. Biarpun sudah berumur dengan punggung yang sudah membungkuk dan rambut memutih Raminah masih gesit bekerja. Sebagai orangtua Karto dan Diroh tak tega melihat kehidupan Samsiah,mereka pun membujuk Samsiah agar kembali mencari suami lagi. Setahun setelah kematian Mustofa suaminya,Bapak Ibunya datang berkunjung dengan membawa seorang pria yang katanya akan jadi suaminya. Samsiah mengenali pria tersebut.. Yaahh..dia adalah Kartilam pemilik penggilingan padi di desanya. Seorang kaya raya warisan orang tuanya,tapi terkenal playboy buktinya istrinya ada 7. "Sekarang dia duda,semua istrinya sudah dia ceraikan sebulan yang lalu " Bujuk ibunya. Samsiah akhirnya menyerah dengan bujukan ibunya ,sebelum pergi Raminah berbisik padanya. "Kalau ada apa apa,pulanglah ke sini" Ucapan yang terngiang dengan jelas di telinga Samsiah. Membuat mata Samsiah berkaca kaca. Kalimat Raminah tersebut kiranya hanyalah isyarat belaka. Hingga akhirnya Samsiah kembali datang ke rumah Raminah dengan 2 Anak yang masih kecil beserta Anton cucu kesayangannya.
Daffa_Kireyna_2001 · 5.2K Views

Maid of Glass

A young girl survives a demon raid and becomes the last of her kind. She's taken to a different land where she experiences, sexism, discrimination, and hatred from the King and The people she eventually becomes Queen to. For every single thing she wants to do there are rules. For every single thing she'd like to say, there are punishments. She starts to wonder if she was really luck she survived the massacre. The hatred she faces is like wild fire and it leaves her feeling helpless and depressed. The King who was supposed to love and treasure her like he promised, ends up being the number one cause of her problems. The king remains a mystery to her, why he does things to hurt her, why he refuses to let her know his name, and why he'd sleep with another woman when she's available for each and everything he wants. She wonders how life would've been if she'd become the writer she'd always wanted to be when growing up. But being a Queen ended up being nothing like the fairy tales her mother told her but a real Nightmare. "Fragile like the petals that wrap around a bud or fragile like glass with cracks that have become my art? If I am the petals of my favorite flower, stems almost black, adorned with thorns with a pale yellow colour, I will fall like confetti into my own grave. If I am glass, once I shatter, with my shards scattered around renting the atmosphere with my sound, half of me will be swept away whilst my remains will pierce and stain the floor red. Despite the merciless hail and icy wind, if I am a flower, I will grow again. And when that time comes, I will release the gift of my bloom unto the world but if I am glass, once shattered, I can never be put in place again" - Amal Ryan
Solarhopes · 49.6K Views