Short Story (Cerpen)

Man And Heaven

Category: Fiction Fantasy Short stories

Title: Men And Heaven

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A Message (which is not important) to his beloved wife…

A simple kite was made by a man. With true love and sincerity he tried to make this kite beautiful even though this simple kite has attracted the attention of people. It is not surprising that many people discuss this kite, some feel that it is inappropriate for this kite to stay in the man's hut, he said, Some commented if this kite if the hand will be changed color and the shape must be more attractive. Some feel the shape is too simple and plain for a beautiful kite. But this kite assures the man that he believes in being flown into space by this man.

Until the time will be flown this kite is so eager to be flown immediately. He was so confident in his abilities that he had been made with a strong bamboo frame. But before flying into space this man while shedding tears told to remember that on earth there is still he who waits with his three children who wait for the kite to come down and return to be stored in the hut was simply as their only possession that they were very proud of. He also advised that he was made by a paper material that was not waterproof and hot and most importantly should always keep in mind that the only thing connecting between him and the man was just a thread…

As a result in the field there are many people who fly kites but when this male kite arrives the attention of the people lamgsung focused on the man and his three children. In an instant this kite immediately soared high and the higher the more people who see and admire its beauty. In a few moments people have forgotten the man and his three children who flew this kite. People are increasingly talking about every movement and journey of this kite in the air. Indescribably the pride of the man and his three children saw that this simple kite of theirs was in the air and admired by many. But the kite also felt amazed that it turned out that the higher it flew the more things other than what he saw in the man's hut. But what caught his attention was that behind the clouds there were more voices telling him to go higher. And finally he flew behind the clouds so that he was no longer seen by the man and his three children.

Behind the clouds it turns out that there are indeed many special things that are amazing for a new kite. There turned out to be many other kites that are more colorful. He was unable to refuse their invitation to enter karaoke and other activities and really enjoy life behind the clouds. But by late afternoon he said goodbye to go back to the man's club and promised to come back again the next day.

That night the man was crowded by the babble of children listening to the kite story about what he saw up there. Proudly he told her the new thing but unwittingly the kite and her three children, the man's teary eyes accompanied every story behind the clouds as only he realized that visible drops of water stains began to shaded on his kite paper and began to fade its original color. When it was conveyed to the kite lightly answered the kite that behind the cloud another kite also experienced the same thing because behind the cloud was indeed many drops of water and there kite already replacing the paper material with water repellent material yeng more attractive and has a colorful pattern more festive.

The next morning the kite had ordered the man to fly it back because he could not wait to start life behind the clouds. In an instant he flew high into the clouds. He forgot the man's message to stay in the sky so that they and their three children could still see and admire his beauty, He darted behind the clouds and there was waiting for his friends and his all-encompassing life but the higher he flew he grew increasingly cold with more and more drops of water and began to release one paper stuck to his body. His friends were advised to immediately replace the material with a more attractive waterproof paper and he agreed to release the entire original paper and let it fall to earth. The man was stunned when he saw the splash of paper scattering from behind the clouds and falling down to earth accompanied by the plain question of his three children who grasped the shreds of paper and with a heavy heart answered that it was paper the kites they love. But he still assured that later in the afternoon the kite would come back down because it was still sure there was a thread that still connected them with the kite they loved. With great difficulty and deep love he and his three children gathered one by one shreds of paper splattered on the ground in the hope that they could re-attach the paper to their very kite bodies love that.

When it was dark again the kite could still be taken down with difficulty by his three children and returned to their huts. But what happened turns out there kites they almost no longer recognized because it turns out the paper has changed with other colors than others and the three children can only know from the form and sizes only. The request of the man and his three children to replace the paper with a piece of paper that tried to be glued back was rejected by the kite because he saw the paper had faded and tattered was not feasible for a kite kites that people admire.

The next morning, hurriedly afraid to miss his friends, he asked the man to fly him back. And without looking back again in an instant he shot behind the clouds. There were waiting for his friends and they soared even higher. He had completely forgotten the man's message not to fly behind the clouds and to forget also the thread that connected them. With great difficulty the man and his three children tried to control the flying speed of the kite with a thread that was still tightly grasped by him and his three children but the kite had forgotten and was tempted to climb more high up behind the clouds with his friends. Finally in a flash of lightning the thread was broken and fell to the earth accompanied by a look of disbelief by four pairs of eyes that the only thing they had and loved was no longer there…

Greetings and prayers from the forgotten…