Sutansyah MarahakimPrayer for the lightHe was sitting alone, in a solemn look and two legs folded, he stared at the low ceiling.Dec 13, 2015Dec 13, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimThe Waiting RoomIt’s a vast and empty space behind that door. There stood, sit, and wait, hundreds of being that eventually will serve very specific…Aug 1, 2015Aug 1, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimThe girl who stare at the sunThere was a time, when the girl who stare at the sun, smiled and never looked down.May 28, 2015May 28, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimNothing’s bridgeCome again… I have to remember which guy asked to go there in the first place… is it that short fellow with unusual skull size, or that…May 13, 2015May 13, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimBook’s BridgeDalmin was about to get ready for work when she sat there, holding a piece of worn out paper that can’t seems to ripped even to the…May 11, 2015May 11, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimThe Willow BridgeI want a bridge to her, said the girl who is painting under the willow tree What do you mean? The pale woman who used to sit where I sit. I…May 7, 2015May 7, 2015
Sutansyah MarahakimImp’s BridgeThere are stories, there are prose and there are legends. This is none of them.May 5, 2015May 5, 2015