Kagak Jadi Mati Kalau Belum Bikin Buku (Bagian 3 - ESL)


Sumber gambar: Sebelum mati minimal buatlah satu buku

Ruang Administrasi dan Sang Pengadil

Tak lama setelah masuk ke dalam ruang tunggu yang telah ditunjuk tadi, Fu Lan dipersilahkan duduk di sebuah kursi yang disediakan. Ruang tunggu tersebut bersih dan lantainya mengkilat akan tetapi ia tidak habis pikir, kok ruang tunggu ini seperti mirip dengan ruang tunggu yang ada di layanan kantor pemerintahan. Cuma bedanya lebih bersih, terawat, sejuk dan nyaman serta tersedia banyak kursi. Didepan jejeran kursi tersebut ada deretan both dan meja-meja yang panjang seperti layanan customer service

"Saudara Fu Lan, silakan ke meja layanan nomor satu!" sebuah panggilan yang berasal dari pengeras suara yang ada di sudut ruangan itu.

Ia berdiri dan menoleh kanan kiri, ternyata hanya ia satu-satunya pengunjung yang ada di sana, tidak tampak orang lain yang sedang menunggu di ruangan itu. Tanpa pikir panjang ia maju ke meja nomor satu.

"Silakan duduk!" seorang laki-laki berkisaran pada umur tiga puluh tahunan dan berkumis tipis mempersilakan Fu Lan untuk duduk di kursi yang telah disiapkan.

"Benar saudara yang bernama Fu Lan?"

"Benar itu saya," Fu Lan menggunakan telunjuknya menunjuk wajahnya.

"Ada sedikit masalah adminitrasi di catatan kematian anda," kata si petugas sambil membolak-balik kertas formulir yang ada di depannya.

"Maksudnya, bagaimana ini?" Fulan terlihat bingung.

"Apa anda sudah tahu kalau anda sudah mati akibat tamparan Andree?"

"Iya, saya tahu itu"

"Hmm..... tapi ada sedikit kesalahan di dalam catatan ini, sehingga anda diminta untuk datang ke sini"

"Masalah ini hanya bisa diselesaikan oleh atasan saya"

"Sekarang anda akan menghadap pada Sang Pengadil untuk menyelesaikannya masalah ini"

Tiba-tiba ruangan tersebut berubah menjadi sebuah ruangan besar, luas seperti ruangan pengadilan. Fu Lan terlihat duduk di depan seseorang yang berwibawa berwajah agak sangar, berkumis dan berjenggot seperti Guan Yu, tampaknya orang ini yang disebut Sang Pengadil, di sebelah kanannya ada seorang laki-laki berpakaian hitam dan sebelah kirinya tampak perempuan berpakaian putih.

Fu Lan duduk agak lesu didepan Sang Pengadil. Laki-laki tadi yang berada di meja nomor satu tadi, ternyata ada di samping kanan Fu Lan dan berjalan menuju ke meja Sang Pengadil sambil menyerahkan berkasnya. Dengan sigap Sang Pengadil menerima berkas itu dan segera membaca lembar pertama.

"Fu Lan... Fu Lan" gumam Sang Pengadil sambil membaca berkas yang telah diberikan kepadanya.

"Seharusnya kamu itu mati hari ini"

"Akan tetapi disini terdapat catatan penting di dalam berkasmu"

"Kamu sehari sebelum Hari H kematianmu telah bersumpah, betul?"

"Betul Bapak!" jawab Fu Lan.

"Panggil aku Yang Mulia!" sergah Sang Pengadil

"Ba...baik Yang Mulia!" Fu Lan menjadi sedikit gugup.

"Kamu bersumpah, sebelum mati akan membuat minimal satu buku, benar?"

"Benar Yang Mulia"

"Setelah membaca dan menimbang apa yang ada di berkas kamu, saya memutuskan untuk mengembalikan kamu ke dunia manusia"

"Ada tiga alasan yang membuat kamu dapat kesempatan kedua untuk lanjutkan hidupmu"

"Pertama, kamu sudah bersumpah untuk membuat minimal satu buku sebelum mati"

"Itu sumpah yang bagus, bertujuan untuk memberikan warisan yang baik bagi generasi berikutnya"

"Kedua, kemampuan menulismu masih amatir"

"Untuk itu kamu diberi kesempatan untuk melatih diri menjadi lebih baik"

"Alasan ketiga, kamu setelah kembali ke dunia manusia harus menulis pengalaman ini dan coba nilai sendiri hasilnya"

"Nanti kamu akan sadar, bahwa kamu lemah dalam hal narasi cerita dan beberapa hal kecil lainnya. Coba kamu pahami nanti"

"Setelah itu kamu coba kembali pelajari apa yang telah kamu dapat dari grup Whatsapp Sang Penulis dan koreksi kekuranganmu itu"

"Manfaatkan waktumu di dunia manusia, jangan kuatir akan umurmu. Selagi ada waktu tulis dan buatlah buku selagi kamu bisa"
"Petugas, sekarang bawa dia kembali ke alam manusia"

Spontan petugas customer service tadi memegang lengan kiri Fu Lan. Tiba-tiba sinar putih yang menyilaukan muncul sehingga membuat Fu Lan menutup matanya.

Selang waktu beberapa saat, ia membuka matanya lagi. Ternyata ia sudah berada di sebuah kamar di sebuah rumah sakit. Di sebelah kanannya terdapat selang infus yang menancap di pergelangan nadi tangan kanannya. Fu Lan sedikit bingung dan memikirkan kejadian yang telah ia alami tadi. Sebuah mimpi atau pengalaman spiritual yang nyata?

Selama beberapa hari Fu Lan tinggal dirumah sakit itu. Beberapa kolega, keluarga, dan teman sempat menjenguknya termasuk Andree dan Widya. Andree sempat meminta maaf atas perbuatanya dan kesalapahaman yang telah terjadi, Fu Lan pun sudah menyatakan kepada mereka bahwa maaf sudah diberikan dan masalah itu tidak diperpanjang lagi.

Setelah Fu Lan sembuh, ia pun segera membuat tulisan mengenai pengalamannya selama ia tidak sadar di rumah sakit. Dan benar hasil tulisannya ternyata sesuai dugaan Sang Pengadil. Narasi cerita hasil tulisannya ternyata datar. Ia pun sadar, bahwa perlu banyak berlatih untuk menulis agar kelak ia bisa menjadi penulis yang baik. Tidak perlu menjadi penulis terkenal untuk menulis, hanya perlu menulis dengan baik dan bisa diterima oleh sebagian besar kalangan pembaca saja sudah cukup. Syukur-syukur nantinya keterampilan menulisnya itu bisa menghasilkan rejeki, bisa berupa uang, barang, pengetahuan, teman yang setia atau hal-hal yang baik di kehidupannya. Kira-kira begitu adanya. (hpx)


Gambar oleh Gerd Altmann dari Pixabay

English translation

Administration Room and the Court

Shortly after entering the designated waiting room, Fu Lan was invited to sit in a chair provided. The waiting room is clean and the floor is shiny, but he wondered, how come the waiting room is a similar waiting room in government office services. Only the difference is cleaner, maintained, cool and comfortable and there are plenty of chairs available. In front of the row of chairs, there are many long tables which usually used by customer service department or front office in general and also there are male and female officers dressed in all-white suits work on each table, don't know how many tables there are

"Mr. Fu Lan, please come to customer service number one!" a call from the loudspeaker in the corner of the room.

He stood up and looked right and left, it turns out he was the only visitor there, there were no other people waiting in the room. Without thinking, he advanced to come to table number one.

"Please sit!" a man looks around thirty years old and has a thin mustache, inviting Fu Lan to sit in the prepared chair.

"Is it right, your name is Fu Lan?

"Yes, I am," Fu Lan pointed himself with index finger.

"There is a little problem , I see note in your death record," said the officer, flipping through the form paper in front of him.

"What do you mean?" Fu Lan Looked confused.

"Did you know the cause of your death was caused by Andree slap?"

"Yes, I know about that"

"Hmm.... but there is a mistake in your death record, so that is why you were asked to come here"

"This problem only can be solved by my boss"

"Now, I bring you to Supreme Judge to solve this problem"

Suddenly the room turned into a large, spacious room like a courtroom. Fu Lan was seen sitting in front of someone look a rather fierce, mustachioed and have a bearded like Guan Yu, it seems that this person was called as the Judge, on his right, there was a man dressed in black and to his left a woman dressed in white.

Fu Lan sat rather listless in front of The Supreme Juge. The man who was at table number one earlier turned out to be on Fu Lan's right side and walked towards the court's desk while handing over his file. The Judge swiftly accepted the file and immediately read the first sheet.

"Fu Lan ... Fu Lan" the Judge murmured while reading the file that had been given to him.

"You supposed have to die today"

"But here is an important note in your file"

"You swore at the day before your death day, is that right?"

"Yes, Sir!" Fu Lan answered

"Call me, Your Excellency!" said The Supreme Judge

"Ye....yes, Your Excellency!" Fu Lan answered with nervous

"You swore, that you will write one book in your life at least, is that right?"

"Yes, that is right Your Excellency"

"After reading and considering what was in your file, I decided to return you to the human world"

"There are three reasons that give you a second chance to continue your life"

"First, you have vowed to make at least one book before die"

"That's a good vow, aiming to give a good legacy for the next generation"

"Second, your writing skills are still amateur"

"For that, you are given the opportunity to train yourself to be better"

"The third reason, after returning to the human world, you must write this experience and try to evaluate the results by yourself."

"Later you will realize that you are still weak in narrative stories and a few others in small things. Try to understand about that later"

"Take advantage of your time in the human world, don't worry about your life time. While you have time, write and make books while you can"

"Officer, now bring him back to the human realm"

With spontaneous customer service officer was holding Fu Lan's left arm. Suddenly a dazzling white light appeared that made Fu Lan close his eyes.

After a few moments, he opened his eyes again. Apparently he was in a room in a hospital. To his right there was an IV that stuck to the wrist of his right hand. Fu Lan was a little confused and thought about the incident that he had experienced earlier. A dream or a real spiritual experience?

For several days Fu Lan stayed in the hospital. Some colleagues, family, and friends had visited him, including Andree and Widya. Andree had apologized for his actions and misunderstanding that had happened, Fu Lan had already forgiven them and the problem had not been extended.

After Fu Lan recovered, he immediately wrote about his experiences as long as he was unconscious in the hospital. And indeed the results of his writings turned out to be in accordance with Supreme Judge. The narration of the story turned out flat. He also realized that he needed a lot of practice to write so that he could become a good writer in the future. No need to be a famous writer to write, just need to write well and be accepted by most readers is enough. Hopefully, the writing skills can be give him a fortune, it can be in the form of money, goods, knowledge, loyal friends or good things in his life. That's about the way it is. (hpx)


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Sudah @puncakbukit resteem ke ribuan follower.. 8-) Trim's telah memilih kami sebagai witness.

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