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Short Story: Funny Story About Gun Shots By Surya Gemilang
…Sarimin’s gun suddenly pumped a bullet into the back of his head. Pajenong collapsed instantly.
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Elections: Competition Among the Generals Behind 1998 Kidnappings and Riots, Tirto.co
“But… that’s politics.”
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Short Story: Sandalwood Fan by Gerson Poyk
Sandalwood Fan By Gerson Poyk I live completely alone, but I can still live well enough because I don’t depend on anyone else. I can eat three meals a day. I can live in one rented room where there’s a couch, a bathroom and a kitchen. At the back outside, there’s a covered roof that…
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Poem: Language, Nation By Muhammad Yamin, 1921
Language, Nation By Muhammad Yamin, 1921 “What you have inherited from your fathers, earn over again for yourselves or it will not be yours.” Goethe While still small and young in years The little child nestles in her mother’s lap, Singing soft songs and lullabies her mother Beams over her child overflowing with joy; She…
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History: The Bugis Kingdom of Bone, Sulawesi By The British Library
“To what extent does this collection of manuscripts now in the British Library represent the contents of the royal library of Bone? The answer is probably: only partially…”
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History: Maria Ullfah, Mother of Indonesia’s National Women’s Day
Dutch East Indies Students in Holland, 1932. Maria Ullfah (right) would go on to become the first woman bachelor of laws from the Dutch East Indies. (Source: @Potretlawas)
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Poem: Mother Indonesia By Sukmawati Soekarno Putri
Mother Indonesia By Sukmawati Soekarno Putri Although I am no expert in the law of Islam What I do know is the chignon of mother Indonesia is very beautiful More elegant than your chador So perfectly folded is the hair As perfect as the fabric that enfolds your form Her endlessly diverse creative senses Fuse…
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The Tendrils of Memory
The Tendrils of Memory By Tintajemari the tendrils of memory punish me so harshly, the tightness in my chest feels like being stabbed in the heart, I burst into sobs breaking the silence of regret, while I know that you will not be arriving to wipe away my tears, the memory now cuts me to…
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We Met
We Met By Tintajemari We met, not at the right time, I think, or perhaps the universe is trying to say that love has never really ever existed? for us Source: Kita bertemu Featured image Journey To East Java (Yogjakarta) by Rahiman Madli https://flic.kr/p/aa6bpp Don’t forget to check out: https://www.instagram.com/tintajemari/
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