‘First of all . . . the taste of twilight is not sweet like the
afternoon and not bitter like the night. The twilight has the
taste of warmth.’ She trickles some flavoring liquid.
‘Then the color . . . not bright like the afternoon. . . the color
of twilight is: elegant.’ And then she mixes, drips and trickles
some drops of liquid, the liquid of colors. ‘There is something
else. . . The twilight has to produce some sensation. Not the
happy sensation like the afternoon . . . not the melancholic
sensation like the night. The twilight will have the sensation
of: PEACE.’ She then drops some liquid of sensation. The
mixture causes a tiny explosion; sparks of fire come out of
it. Finally, it is done: The Potion of Twilight.
She knows that when she is creating the potion, she has to
shut her mouth. She has to keep it a secret and must not
tell any one at all. Because if it leaks out, god will steal the
formula to enrich his creation named the ‘world’.
Penulis lahir di Jakarta 4 Juni 1980. Mengenyam perkulihan di Sastra Inggris, Universitas Sebelas Maret, Surakarta. Ia aktif di komunitas rumah baca bumimanusia, Solo dan AKY (Akademi Kebudayaan Yogyakarta). Saat ini ia tinggal di Jakarta bersama suaminya, penulis Eka Kurniawan.