Si Kancil

In one beautiful day, si Kancil was out of his den. He was very hungry. He wanted to go straight to the place where he usually looked for food. Unfortunately, there was not much food left. Available food couldn’t fill his stomach. Eventually he decided to roam to other places for food and he arrived at a river bank.

Si Kancil saw plenty of food across the river, green grass grew, trees were decorated with green leaves and ripe fruits. He drooled, imagining how delicious the food across the river was. Yet, he was baffled how he could cross the river because there was no bridge joining the two banks.

Then si Kancil tried to step into the river, just in case it was shallow enough so he could cross it without any bridge. It was only one of his feet that had touched the water when it was caught by crocodile’s jaws. Apparently the crocodile had been watching him until he was careless. Si Kancil’s situation was critical, his life would end with one movement from the crocodile, his flesh would be a tender meal for the crocodile. “I intended to search for delicious meal, but now I end up become the delicious meal for the crocodile”, si Kancil thought.

However, si Kancil was not a mere animal, his brain wit was as quick as his movement. This wasn’t the first time he was in a critical situation. It was many times that his life was saved by his wit. While his brain was working, he saw a group of crocodiles were behind the one which caught him and they were also ready to chew his flesh. The plurality of the crocodiles didn’t scare him. Instead, it became an opportunity for him to escape from death.  Then si Kancil started to play his wit. “Dear crocodile, you should know that I am here voluntarily. I feel I’ve been living to long in this world, and now I’ve made up my mind to end my life. I’ve also decided to distribute my flesh and my whole body to the crocodiles inhabiting this river. But I make a condition that my flesh must be distributed fairly and squarely to all the crocodiles here. Deal? All the crocodiles stunned for a while, they were amazed by what si Kancil had said. “Alright, Kancil. if we are greed with what you’ve just said, how are we going to do?”. “Hmm … the trap starts to work,” si Kancil thought. “First, I have to count how many crocodiles inhabiting this river. If I already know the number, I’ll be able to determine home much of my flesh for each of you. Therefore, you don’t need to fight one another. “The crocodiles seemed to be more interested in si Kancil’s explanation because they saw the advantage before them. as if they were charmed by si Kancil, the crocodiles position themselves side from one river bank to the other. Then, si Kancil executed his clever plan. While stepping on each crocodile that made a line on the river surface, he started to count, “One … two … three …” and finally until the last crocodile…”bye-bye…” and he quickly jumped to the river bank and ran  into the green, thick bush leaving the crocodile stunned, realizing their stupidity

BAWANG MERAH DAN BAWANG PUTIH

In village, live a widow with her two beautiful daughters, Bawang Merah (Red Onion) and Bawang Putih (White Garlic). Bawang Putih’s real father which was also the widows’s husband died long ago. Bawang Merah and Bawang Putih had opposite characters and personalities. Bawang Putih was diligent, kind, honest and humble girl. Meanwhile, Bawang merah was lazy, glamorous, proud and envious girl. Bawang Merah’s bad personality was worsened because her mother spoiled her. The widow always gave her everything she wanted. It was Bawang Putih who did all the works in the house. Doing the laundry, cooking, cleaning, essentially all works were carried out by herself. Meanwhile, Bawang Merah and the widow just spent times making themselves up, because when they needed something they could just ask Bawang Putih.

Bawang Putih never complained the bad fate she had to face. She always served her step-mother and sister happily. One day, Bawang Putih was doing her step-mother and sister’s laundry. Bawang Putih didn’t realize it when a piece of cloth belonged to her mother was washed away by the river. How sad was she, thinking that if the cloth couldn’t be found she would be blamed, and it wasn’t impossible that she would bu punished and expelled from home.

Being afraid that her mother cloth could not be found, Bawang Putih kept looking and walked along the river with its strong current. Every time she saw someone by the river, she always asked him or her about her mother’s cloth which was washed away by the river, but everyone didn’t know where the cloth was. Eventually Bawang Putih came to a place where the river flowed into a cave. Surprisingly, there was a very old woman in the cave. Bawang Putih asked the old woman if she knew of the cloth whereabouts. The woman knew where the cloth was, but she made a condition before she handed it to Bawang Putih. The condition was that she had to work assisting the old woman. Bawang Putih was used to working hard so that her work pleased the old woman.

It was late afternoon and Bawang Putih was saying goodbye to the old woman. The woman handed the cloth to her. because of her kindness, the old woman offered her a gift of pumpkins. There were two of them, one was larger than the other. Bawang Putih was asked to choose the gift she wanted. She wasn’t greedy, there she chose the smaller one.

Returning home, the Step-Mother and Bawang Merah were furious because Bawang Putih was late. She told them what happened from the time her mother’s cloth was washed away until her encounter with the old woman in the cave. Her step-mother was still furious because she was already late and only brought one small pumkin, so the mother smashed the pumpkin to the ground. “Whack…” and the pumpkin was broken, but it was miraculous that in the pumpkin there were beautiful golden, jewel, and diamond ornaments. The Widow and Bawang Merah were very schocked. They could get very rich with that much jewelry. But greedy they were, they yelled at Bawang Putih asking why she didn’t take the large pumkin instead. In the Widow and Bawang Merah’s minds, if the larger pumpkin was taken, they should get much more jewelry.

Fulfilling their greed, Bawang Merah folowed the steps told by Bawang Putih. She wilingly drifted her mother’s cloth, walked along the river, asked people and eventually came to the cave where the old woman lived. Unlike Bawang Putih, however, bawang Merah refused the old woman’s order to work and She even arrogantly ordered the old woman to give her the larger pumpkin. And so the old woman gave it to Bawang Merah.

Bawang Merah happily brought the pumpkin that the old woman gave, while imagining how much jewelry she would get. Returning home, the Widow welcomed her beloved daughter. Not waiting for long, the pumpkin was smashed to the ground, “whack …” but instead of the jewelry, appeared various terrifying snakes. The Widow and Bawang Merah finally realized what they did all this time was wrong and asked Bawang Putih to forgive them.

Keong Mas

Once upon a time there was be a king he wished to marry Dewi Sekartaji .Dewi Sekartaji was the wife of panji Asmoro Bangun. Then the king kidnapped her. Fortunately, the god Narada saved Dewi Sekartaji. He turned her into a golden snail, Keong mas. The God told Keong Mas to drift along the river in order to find her husband, Panji Asmoro Bangun.
One day, a poor old widow, mbok Rondo Dadapan was fishing along the river. She found the golden snail and took it home. There, she put the snail in a jar and took good care of it. All of a sudden, unexpected good things took place in mbok Rondo’s life.
Every  time Mbok Rondo come back from her daily fishing. She found delicious dishes on the table. The house was clean, she could not resist the temptation. She wanted to find out who the mysterious kind person was. So one day instead of fishing. She peeped though a hole in the wall of her house.
She saw  a beautiful princess. The princess was coming out of the jar and starting to clean the house. The next day, without wasting any time. Mbok Rondo rushed into  the house. She smashed the jar. The princess could not turn back into a snail, then, Mbok Rondo adopted her.
Meanwhile, Raden Panji Asmoro Bangun, searching for his wife. Wandered from one village to another. Finally, he found his beloved wife. They went back to their kingdom, taking the good Mbok Rondo along with them