Agus Susanto
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Going on holiday to grandparents' house
In a small town surrounded by green hills, there is a house which is a favorite vacation spot for the grandchildren in the family. The house belonged to their grandfather and grandmother, a white wooden building with a red tiled roof that looked so beautiful in the middle of a flower garden. Every time summer arrived, Aisha and Adam, two enthusiastic brothers, couldn't wait to visit their grandfather's house. and their grandmother. They always looked forward to the moment when the family car entered the path leading to the house, decorated with wild flowers that grew abundantly along the side of the road. When they got there, grandfather and grandmother happily welcomed them. Grandpa, who always smiled broadly with his long white mustache, immediately hugged them tightly and said, "Welcome, my sweet grandchildren!" Meanwhile, grandmother, who always wore a brightly colored apron, immediately offered the delicious food they had prepared. The first day at my grandparents' house was always spent exploring around the village. Aisha loved following grandfather when he went fishing in the small lake behind the house. They would sit together on the edge of the lake while enjoying the silence of the morning which was only decorated by the sound of small birds chirping.Meanwhile, Adam prefers to help his grandmother in the back garden. They will walk among rows of colorful flowers that attract butterflies to land. Grandma would teach Adam how to care for plants and pick fresh vegetables to cook together. In the evening, after a delicious home-cooked dinner, they would gather around the fire in the living room. Grandpa would sit in his rocking chair and tell stories about his adventurous childhood in this village. Aisha and Adam were always transfixed listening to the stories, often laughing merrily at their grandfather's behavior when they were young. One sunny afternoon, grandfather took them around the village on his old bicycle. Aisha and Adam rode behind grandfather, feeling the summer breeze brushing their faces. They passed green fields, lush small forests, and a river that flowed fast in the middle of the village.On their last night at their grandparents' house, Aisha and Adam decided to have an evening picnic in the backyard. They brought blankets and snacks prepared by grandmother. Under the light of the full moon, they sat together under a large tree that provided shade, telling stories and laughing together. However, not all moments went smoothly. One morning, it rained heavily, hindering their plans to play outside. Aisha and Adam were a bit disappointed, but grandma quickly found a solution by inviting them to make cakes in the kitchen. They were both given mini chef hats and protective clothing, and began mixing the dough happily amidst laughter. When the day to return home arrived, Aisha and Adam felt sad about leaving their grandparents' house. They promised to return soon next summer, hugging grandparents tightly before entering the family car. They brought home beautiful memories and stories that they will keep in their hearts all year long. Grandparents' house is not only a place for vacation, but also a place full of love and unforgettable memories for Aisha and Adam.After everyone is done on holiday we go home. and prepare ourselves for tomorrow when we go back to school and return to our activities. Cheer up friends, always think positively to live life wait for my next story. I will always share stories with you. with interesting stories. support me okay? With your support, I am very enthusiastic and will make more stories in the future. Thank you very much for listening to my story. bye
By Agus Susanto3 days ago in Families
The story of the gravedigger
The young man turned to Malik with eyes filled with tears. "My father died this afternoon. I don't know what to do." Hearing the news, Malik was touched. He immediately approached the young man and gave him a warm hug. "Sorry for your loss, son. Your father must have been a good man. Can I help you with something?" The young man nodded weakly. "I don't know what I should do to take care of my father's funeral. I don't know how to dig a grave." Hearing this request, Malik felt his responsibility as a gravedigger. He took the young man home with him, and that evening the two of them talked at length about his departed father and the proper way to handle a funeral. With great affection and patience, Malik taught the young man the process of carefully digging a grave. and honor the deceased. The two of them worked hard under the moonlight, and when morning came, the grave for the young man's father was ready to receive the body for burial.help support our channel. so that we can continue to work to create the latest works. thank you for the support. we thank you very much. nice to meet you and thank youIn a small village located on a hillside, there lived a gravedigger named Malik. Malik is a middle-aged man who has been in a profession inherited from generation to generation in his family for a long time. He grew up watching his father and grandfather carry out the same job: digging graves for villagers who had died. Malik's work was never easy. Although he is used to the sight of death and sadness, every grave he digs reminds him of human frailty and of the inevitability of the future. Even so, he always tried to carry out his duties with full respect and honor towards people who had died. One day, when the sun was setting in the western horizon, Malik was on his way back to his house after finishing digging a grave that had just been ordered by a village head for members respected their village. On the way, he saw a young man sitting on the side of the road with a blank look on his face. "What's wrong, kid?" Malik asked gently.When finished, Malik sat next to the young man beside the grave they had just dug. "Now, your father can rest in peace here," said Malik gently. The young man looked at the grave with emotion. "Thank you, Mr. Malik. I don't know how I could have done it without your help." Malik smiled. "This is my duty, son. We gravediggers not only dig the ground, but also help the bereaved families to honor their loved ones." The young man nodded, his eyes still filled with tears. He knows that Malik's presence will not only help him bury his father properly, but also give him strength and hope that despite the great loss he feels, there are people like Malik who are ready to help him get through these difficult times.Since that incident, the relationship between Malik and the young man has become more than just a gravedigger and a person asking for services. They became friends, and Malik continued to provide advice and support to the young man as he began to take over responsibilities in their village. This story is proof that any work, including digging graves which is often considered scary and dark, can be done with honor. love, and devotion. Malik is not just a gravedigger; he is a figure who brings light and comfort to those who are grieving.help support our channel. so that we can continue to work to create the latest works. thank you for the support. we thank you very much
By Agus Susanto3 days ago in Humans
Abandoned Haunted House
On the edge of a small, quiet town, there is an old house known as the "Abandoned Ghost House". Rumors about the house have been circulating among residents for decades. Mystical stories and unexpected events always adorn the stories about that house. However, one night, everything changed. The night wind blew coldly, making dry leaves rustle in the unkempt yard. The moon shone brightly, illuminating the building where most of the paint had peeled off and the windows were boarded up with planks. This house once belonged to the Hartono family, who left it suddenly without leaving a trace. It is still fresh in the village residents' memories when the Hartono family disappeared. They were a very rich family in the village, who suddenly disappeared in one dark night. Stories circulated that strange sounds were often heard from the house at night. Some even swore they saw shadows moving in the upper windows late at night. One of the villagers, a young man named Agung, was always curious about these stories. He is the type of person who doesn't believe in supernatural things, and always wants to find out the truth behind every mystical story. One night, Agung decided to visit the haunted house alone.
By Agus Susanto3 days ago in Families