Name

: Asgar Purnama

Student #

:14613117

Date

: Sunday, January 5th, 2015

Lecturer

: Prabarini Dwi Pangestu S.Pd

Article

: Literature

A. A One-Page Summary or Review of Literary Work

Surat Kecil Untuk Tuhan

Surat Kecil Untuk Tuhan is a story about hope of life for a little girl who must struggled to
fight her malignant cancer. Although, in the end she surrendered, but she was never failed against
her cancer.
Gita Sesa Wanda Cantika called Keke, she was an artist in 1998. She struggled to fight a
cancer, Rabdomiosarkoma (Soft Tissue Sarcome) and predicted only had 5 days to live. The
cancer was affected to her face and changed her beautiful face into a monster. She didnt know
about her illness, because her parents never told her. They decide not to tell her, so she can walk
on her normal life in her last moment.
But finally, Keke knew about her illness, she tough facing her cancer and proved to the world
she can live as normal girl.
Her father, Joddy Tri Aprianto never gave up. He tried as much as posible to find alternative
theraphy, but he didnt get any result. So, he cameback to medical treatment and agreed to do a
chemotherapy. With chemothreapy, her condition was going better and better, even impacted to
her body and hair. After 6 months theraphy, the doctors gave a statement that keke had recovered
from her cancer. She live normally with her family & friends.
After 3 years, the cancer had returned and spread from her eyes, heart, lung and other organs.
The doctors cant do anything because the therapy cant killed the cancer anymore. In her last
moment, she wrote a letter to God and ask all things in her dreams and no tears in the world.
Her last breath, 25 December 2006 after she held her fasting month & Idul Fitri with her family
& friends. Her story is inspiring a lot of people in the world. In her cirsis condition, she proved to
the world she can be a precious person by received appreciation from her school. The story
teaches us about true meaning of life, in painfull condition, she can fighting the illness and
facing the world with gracefully.

B. The Connection between My Topic and the Literary Work

This novel can be used as an example to us all, because it contains elements of education are so
high. Here can be emulated Keke high-spirited figure to go to school even though he was in a
state of pain is so great and also a material for us, that is not the reason they livers of normal /
healthy for not attending school. Do not forget to keep a lot of thank god however our situation,
how severe god exam given to us in order to remain strong through it, and never brag
C. Moral Values that Ive Got from the Literary Work
The book "Small Letters To God" which contains about struggle A young
boy named Gita Sesa Wanda Cantika or commonly called Keke to fight
disease in misery for several years.
We can learn many things from this true story, such as
1.) believe whatever decision they gave to us. It was the best thing of any
kind. Because they as parent have determined the path and the direction in
which we will be living better. Without them we are nothing in this world.
2.) In the eyes of God. Humans are just gorgeous in his heart, not from
apparently. Beauty was not immortal. In the end we will not leave any when
we face him.
3.) Life in this world is only temporary. But we must be grateful to
menikmatin beauty of the world. Want a year, going three days, why we are
not ready at the call of the Lord .A no eternal life, and only temporary. But
life teaches us left Keke will be a steadfastness and strength of that life will
always be there for everyone and always will be no end.
4.) God has given all of what other people may not be able to feel and
continue fighting for something as valuable as our lives and also teaches
that we are not discouraged and keep trying though ultimately what we want
can not be realized.
D. Reference
Gracesya, M,S. (2013).Surat Kecil untuk Tuhan. Retrieved January 05,
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Surat Kecil Untuk Tuhan

God can I write a little letter to you of God

Can I ask one small thing of thy Lord
May I live for a long time
Lord may I exist in this world to be happy
The Lord ..
I wish I could go back ..
I do not want to be weeping in this world.
The Lord ..

I wish I could go back

I do not want the same thing happened to me, happen to anyone
God if I could beg
Let no tears and sorrow in the world again
God I wish I could write a letter for You
Do not separate me from my friends and people I care about
I want to be an adult who can fly like a bird when he grows up
I want my father to see me when I have longer hair beauty geraian
God this little letter
Is the last request
I wish I could go back ....
The sentence above is an excerpt from a girl who tries tough to face
the disease called "Rabdomiosarkoma". Who does not know the novel by
Agnes Davonar "Small Letters To God". The story even raised glass screen, a
lot of people who cried at seeing a struggle 13 year old girl with a malignant
cancer that attacks on the face of a teenage girl named Gita Sesa Wanda
Cantika.
The sound of birdsong in the morning, came through the ceiling of
my room. I was still lying lazy to get up. But it seems the sun began to get
angry at me, because still I close my eyes. Light of the morning sun began to
touch the entire room in my room which is quite large. Finally, I succumb to
nature and I have to wake up, is this day when I started to go to school.
Hey buddy, my name Gitta Sessa introduce Wanda Cantika Keke call
my name. I was the third child of three brothers. I have two older brothers,
whose name was also shortened course. Call them Koko and Kiki. Our family
happy family, even though Mom and Dad were divorced, but the relationship
was established.

Now I'm sitting in the class 1 JSS Al-room. I just turned this school
when I entered midterm. I am very happy because it has some good friends
and dear to me. It seemed to be teenagers are part of my life today. I make
education is everything. And everything that I can read to gain knowledge of
my brain, always eat. Oh yes I love Japanese comics output. Even I aspire to
be a comic writer. On the sidelines of my time, I'm always drawing manga or
Japanese cartoon character. I do not know how many cartoon characters
painted on paper my imagination file.
I have some friends who will always be my best memories. We are a
gang who were always together, difficult or happy. Grief or crying. Whatever
we do together. Many things we almost never do without joint. We have a
motto "Let small but cayenne pepper. Let's still junior high school but
behavior ". Not forgotten the other hand I want to say will be the journey of
love. I could not be separated from love. Love that maybe others say love
monkeys. But for me, quite a beautiful love. For someone who is dearest.
Buddy, can you feel what a small world meaning in your life? Yes, small
world. Sometimes there is sadness, hate and anger. But apart from all that. It
feels wonderful world. Is not everyone is born to have his world respectively.
Maybe palace was beautiful, but there are side where I started to feel sad.
Because I am also a human being.
Happiness and sadness are always there in the world. Do I deserve to
complain? Do Not. I'm not complaining. I run it all with a fine.
Once when I wake up in the morning. I started to feel my eyes feel
sore, I saw the mirror in my closet. Oh My !! My eyes are red. I contracted the
disease eye of Big Brother. Maybe because I was cursed because of ridicule
when it's older brother. It feels ashamed for having breakfast together when
my sister saw my face.
Today I still had time to attend classes Volley playing sports. And
when I play volleyball. I was surprised not realize my nose started to bleed
fresh. And I ran to the toilet to clean and lower nosebleed. For a moment I
just rest in the Student Health Unit. Wait until the car pool father came. I
began to complain find it hard to breathe because my left nostril is blocked.
Finally home from school, I and my father went straight to our family's
personal physician named Dr. Fendy for a check-up.

Day after day passed, there was something strange with me. My
eyes are not being whitened and continue flushing. Tears and feel sore. My
nose bled continuously in several times a day. I've got to the hospital
referral. I was a little surprised by what I saw and began to feel a little
frightened. Looked at a large hospital and for the first time in my life, I set
foot in the hospital to meet with a professor.
I'm confused as to why only a flu, I had to perform various checks.
After the examination results obtained, I asked the doctor to await outside. I
began to worry about what is actually happening. Father emerged from the
doctor's office with a face looks glum. Dad says I'm just a common cold
which is not to be feared.
At that moment, our family looks gather together without I know.
They talk complete with two sisters. But I'm only one that remains in my
room, there was not any choice in situations requiring quick and important
decisions for my future. Finally father and our family decided to try
alternative and traditional medicine but they also try to look for other
hospital information.
Waiting time where the cancer started to grow, a big change in my
face. I started to lose the taste and smell sensitive, face increasingly
irregular. Cancer that begins to enlarge the size of a tennis ball. And my left
eye started could not see. Thin skin which is in line my eyes began to be
interested. I do not understand what happened, but I'm trying to toughen up.
Buddy, you know how I feel when everyone started to look at me weird? Yes I
Do. All began to think with what happened. I just kept silent without
answering.
Maybe with my best friend wanted to ask what happened. But they
feel embarrassed. They tried to accept my situation without ever
complaining, they are always there by my side. That's what makes me be
strong in running in activity. I went to school as usual. And without shame I
still can joke with my best friend. Although I was only there in class every
hour break.
Buddy, you know my heart when a when a little boy looked at me and said to
her mother, "Mom sister's face it why, really scary huh !?"

I just stopped and began to realize what everyone who saw me ask
the same thing? Whether they had been silent but actually want to know
what happened. I feel sad and my heart feels like a sharp knife cut. But I'm
trying to toughen up. I ran to the toilet. There, I cried and I confine myself. I
am saddened by what happened! I really feel embarrassed by all this. What
happened to me, who can provide an answer.
At that time a mother asked me, "What happened to your face ?, son
of tumors are you?" The words began to adorn my heart, and I began to
remember this disease.
In each of my day. I began to feel the strangeness in my face, my
nose feels numb to breathe. My face swelled even nose and my left eye
seems to disappear. A big lump the size of a tennis ball started embedded in
my face start to swell. Even I was not able to see his own face in the mirror. I
began to ask in my heart, what about me? Who can answer my pain is?
When I started crying and embarrassed because of my face. I decided to not
go to school. I chose locked myself in the room. Father understand my
decision. Until at last I began to realize the disease which is in me not only
the tumor.
I ventured to ask dad, what happened to me. I indeed had a tumor
but dad says still curable, one way is by surgery and the father wanted was
trying to find other treatments that do not require surgery. And it began to
understand.
Friend, do you know what I do? Almost all the information the existence of a
psychic or a traditional medicine i found. There are no results whatsoever
and my face started irregular. I could barely see normally. Breathing was I
felt claustrophobic. sleep well not feel comfortable. Sharp pain and emotion
as explosive condemn all of this. God, what trials you gave me?
Yes .. God .. I'm not attacked tumors. But, cancer. Why do I suffer like
this? "Cried I thought. Tears flowed and deep sadness pervaded the whole
my body. During this time I was not cancerous. However Cancer. I knew
things would be this disease! Deadly disease! Disease scary! Many things
that I know will this disease but never thought I had to experience this grief.
I was crying, angry, disappointed and hate against all of this, it
seems I want to die. I want nothing in this world anymore. Eliminate I of

everything? I want no one to see me.

A person who is my dear Andi she said "real Keke is the person I love
and steadfast. Keke that I love is the daughter who was always smiling and
cheerful under any circumstances! "He said.
The words made my heart melt. I no longer cry. I realized just doing
one of the ignorance that makes people around me feel anxious. Hell No !! I
must be strong and I had to be fought. They all expects me for a healthy
back. Keke I was strong and always fought under any circumstances. From
that day I started to get back into myself. No more tears must I keep. But my
happiness for a day of planting.
Once I met a professor who has experienced 20 years of facing
cancer. He was a warm and kind. Twenty years he investigate and treat
cancer in Indonesia, but my case is the first in his life even in Indonesia. Even
people who develop cancer are only able to survive in a matter of a few
days. Surely it was not he tell me.
Finally I had to follow chemotherapy. This is an experience I first stay
at a hospital. But I'm happy, while like this, all my friends come. They came
to make me happy and strong. I no longer lonely as when I had to drive
around to look for alternative treatment. I love all my friends to come give a
tremendous spirit within me.
And it is done with an injection of chemotherapy on my arm. When
the needle was touching my body. I fell asleep and in my dream I was met by
an angel who play with me. Angel was real warm and made me comfortable.
We play in a garden and he gives I a beautiful jasmine flower. And then he
disappeared and I woke up. First chemotherapy it has been completed.
Thanks to the people that I love, the pain seems to be warm. They
were always there beside me. They always give the gift as an angel who
comes in my dreams. I live chemoterapy it as much as 6 times. But the result
was worth it, I declared cured of the cancer. I could only say one thing to
God. "The angel of the Lord .. do you .. !!"
After a day of healing I was, I could enjoy it all with a smile of
happiness. Undergo daily activities as usual. But it was only momentary
happiness cancer came back again, he gets to grow and move right eye. And

one thing I could think of now is trying to toughen and receive. Various ways
are all taken to cure the cancer but alas that cancer is still there. But I do not
want all the worse. I realize this is a test for me. Only a small smile .. smile
between fear and resignation.
Day on the day that I went through in my life, everything is so
beautiful. Thank God for everything. Let fragrant Jasmine flower remove grief
to everyone that I left the fragrant let you take me. Because I was ready to
be with you in your house. And let the sweet end to this sad grief into
happiness. Let the fragrant bodes I've gone from this world.
Davonar, A. ( 2008). Surat Kecil Untuk Tuhan. Jakarta : Inandra Published.
Retrieved January 05, 2015, from
:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/4951041-surat-kecil-untuk-tuhan or
http://lieagneshendra.blogs.friendster.com .
Film- Hasibuan, B. (2011). Surat Kecil Untuk Tuhan. Retrieved January
05,2015,from www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoVw-fqlfz8