In a perfect world, the door she just slammed wouldn’t wake her brother from his sleep. The house would be hers, and she wouldn’t be having an upstairs neighbor that let their seven-year-old kid run around giving the ceiling those loud thumps at 11 p.m. on a Sunday night. But this wasn’t it. Not a […]
The Last Harvest | chapter 1: The Graduation part. 2
I used to like rain. The sound of it. The rain of September, especially. Now we can't really hear the sound of it sputtering on the rooftop. But the sound of rain falling on billions of corn leaves makes a pretty good substitute these days. It’s just not from here. It's just not from here, […]
The Last Harvest | chapter 1: The Graduation part. 1
The Graduation JAKARTA, 2060 The thing about invisible doors is I always forget to snap my fingers and show my face to the censor on the ceiling. It’s the blaring alarm that makes me stop before I hit the actual invisible door. I don’t hate that I almost smash the door with my face; I […]
In Your Orbit – #loveletterseries | eps.4
Have I ever told you probably I fell in love the first time around with your confidence? With how you’re being so sure about your body language and the way you talk. How you’re being so neat with the way you say things and rolling your eyes every now and then. Sometimes in my life, I think about how one soul needs a pair of its insecurity and that’s probably what one searches for. It’s probably what one hopes to find or nothing at all. But then in other times, I come to a realization that that one insecure soul is rather mine. The fact is apparently, that soul of mine fell in love with the confidence in you.
We Hate Each Other Right Now, But Not Forever
I drove you to the first place we needed to go. You had an office event, and I went to a coffee shop. I tried to remember why I had this feeling. Why I needed to feel this anger and the feeling of hating you was right for me. Because there was no conversation between you and me this morning from our house to your office event’s place.
RIAK-RIAK MESIN TENUN
Sore ini, seperti biasa Rani duduk di beranda. Menghirup teh sambil menyusun benang dan memilih warna yang akan dipakainya untuk songket selanjutnya dan sesekali memandang jauh ke seberang danau memperhatikan sisa matahari bersembunyi di balik bukit. Namun riak danau petang ini terasa berbeda. Suara rangkulan air yang menepuk ujung tangga beranda terdengar lebih pelan namun dalam. Terasa dekat tapi seolah jauh. Rani beranjak dari kursi rotannya dan mendekati tangga, memperhatikan permukaan air yang terlihat semakin tenang seiring dengan silau petang yang semakin hilang dan redup. Perlahan semua suara menjadi seirama dan gumaman halus bersiul dari arah danau.