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Story Telling "The Crying Stone"

The Crying Stone Long time ago, lived a widow with her daughter at a mountain near a town in Kalimantan. The widow’s named was Dasah, she named her daughter Jelita, because of her beautiful face. They lived in an old shack. Jelita loved her mother. However, she’s lazy and spoiled girl. Anytime she wanted something, her mother had to fulfill it without caring about whether her mother had money or not. One day, Jelita  : mom, you’ve got to buy me a new beautiful dress. Dasah  : what? But, you’ve got so many dresses, dear… Jelita  : don’t talk in short of way, mom… all of my dresses are no longer fashionable. I need a new one. Dasah  : but, I’ve got no many. Besides, I just bought one for you last month. That was an expensive dress, Jelita. Jelita  : mom, you say you love me. So, you’ve got to give me anything I want. Dasah couldn’t do nothing. She took all of her saving and went to the market with Jelita. The market was far from their shack. Jelita wore a beautiful c