Wawancara dengan Rahwana
Sesaat sebelum Anoman menyungsepkan kepalanya ke dasar bumi, Rahwana sempat menghujat: “Jasadku boleh jadi lenyap sesudah ini, tetapi jisimku akan tetap hidup. Menyusup ke dalam jiwa setiap manusia. Sepanjang abad…” (more...) |
In the moment before Anoman threw him headfirst into the earth, Rahwana had time to curse: “It may be that my physical body will disappear after this, but the essence of my being will live on. It will soak into the soul of every human being. For centuries to come…” (more...) |
Keroncong Pembunuhan
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Lagu keroncong membuatku ngantuk, padahal malam ini aku harus membunuh seseorang. Orang-orang tua memang menyukai lagu keroncong, ini membuat mereka terkenang-kenang akan masa lalunya. (more...) |
The keroncong song made me sleepy, despite the fact that tonight I had to kill someone. Of course, old people always like keroncong songs; they bring to mind to the good old days. (more...) |
Bunyi Hujan di Atas Genting
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“Ceritakanlah padaku tentang ketakutan,” kata Alina pada juru cerita itu. Maka juru cerita itu pun bercerita tentang Sawitri: Setiap kali hujan mereda, pada mulut gang itu tergeletaklah mayat bertato. Itulah sebabnya Sawitri selalu merasa gemetar setiap kali mendengar bunyi hujan mulai menitik di atas genting. (more...) |
“Tell me a story about fear,” said Alina to the storyteller. And thus the storyteller told the tale of Sawitri:
Every time the rain let up, a tattooed corpse would be found sprawled at the entrance of the lane. That was the reason Sawitri always felt a trembling in her heart every time she heard the sound of rain starting to tap on the roof tiles. (more...) |
Grhhh!
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Reserse Sarman masih asyik menyeruput kopinya di warung Markonah, ketika bunyi HT yang menjengkelkan itu memanggil-manggil. Malam sudah larut. Sisa gerimis bertabur membiaskan cahaya petromaks. “Bintara Sarman?” (more...) |
Detective Sarman was still intensely slurping up his coffee in Markonah’s roadside stall, when the irritating sound of his walkie talkie started calling him over and over. It was late at night. The remnants of a drizzling rain reflected the light of the pressure lantern. “Officer Sarman?” (more...) |
Kembalikan Indonesia Padaku
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Hari depan Indonesia adalah duaratus juta mulut yang menganga Hari depan Indonesia adalah bola-bola lampu 15 watt, sebagian berwarna putih dan sebagian hitam, yang menyala bergantian. (more...) |
Indonesia's future is two hundred million gaping mouths. Indonesia's future is 15-watt light globes, some white and some black, lighting alternately. (more...) |