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Gong, Sun-ok
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. "This is Dongfangmingzhu! Don't fall asleep, sir! Wake up and look!" she said. We got off the bus in front of Dongfangmingzhu and she suddenly screamed, "The old man is still on the bus! He didn't listen to me. He must have dozed off!" Before I realized the old man wasn't with us, the woman had already hailed a taxi and was getting in. "Miss Ahn, don't move. Just wait here," the woman said, and raced after the bus.It was muggy. The sun poured out heat. Could she catch up with the bus? And why? Why would she want to find him? Had she become attached to him in just a few days? Even though he infuriated her? I couldn't understand her"
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 GON s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Chun, Seung-sei
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Hye-ja finished the last of the snow-flower petals that bloomed at the tip of her foot, a flower that had yellow pistils in its center. I looked down at Hye-ja casually, and suddenly I felt goosebumps across my neck."What kind of flowers are these?" I asked. "I don't know."I suddenly remembered something chilling as I watched Hye-ja scurry around and as that nameless flower bloomed from the tip of her tiny rubber shoes. Even before this memory could fully take shape, though, Hye-ja said in a low voice, "Grandma said... my mom, you know, she just died!"I said nothing. Then, I reached down and hugged Hye-ja abruptly. I stared blankly in the direction of Hye-ja's shack through the shroud of descending snow."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 CHU h
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Kwon, Yeo-sun
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Although Su-hwan spoke like this, he thought that since his illness was extending his denominator to infinity, his value was not only smaller than 1, but also approaching zero. No, it was not even just his illness. Since he had met Yeong-gyeong at the age of forty-three, he hadn't done anything much for Yeong-gyeong other than piggyback her when she was drunk. Therefore, even before his denominator had begun expanding like this, the value of his numerator had become quite insignificant. But he felt it wise not to say such a thing to Yeong-gyeong now. Su-hwan thought that helping Yeong-gyeong go out now would be a way to increase his numerator, a way to make his value ever so much bigger."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 KWO p
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Jeon, Sung-tae
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Su-dong threw his bicycle away and pushed Miss Jeong's back towards the pear orchard. "Go to the family graveyard. Now," Su-dong ordered. "Who the hell did you see?" "If you don't want her to pull the hair out of your skull, get going. Quick! If you can't get to the graveyard, then lie low in the garlic field in front of it." Su-dong was stamping his feet impatiently. His wife's head was already visible above of the wall. She hadn't seen the two of them, she'd better have not, but only because she was lowering her head, avoiding eye contact with everyone passing by. "Hurry!" Su-dong hissed. Su-dong pushed Miss Jeong's waist hard in the direction of the graveyard. Only then did she leap into the pear orchard. Every time her heels dug deep into the earth, large divots of soil accompanied them out. It seemed her pants were falling down, because she was holding them up to her armpits by the elastic band. I should have offered her a necktie to wrap around her pants, Su-dong thought. She was quick-footed and slipped under the low branches as skillfully as a pheasant. Although she looked somewhat clumsy, she was certainly a veteran when it came to running away. Get going! Su-dong thought. That's right, that's the way to get into the bank! Su-dong rooted for her silently. He clenched his fists without even being aware of it."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 JEO s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Yun, I-hyeong
"Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story Your flame skills have improved (29). One minute, and suddenly I found myself wondering how old I was. Forty-five seconds. Couldn't I stop eating? It seemed impossible. Thirty seconds, and the point for the sentence that had disappeared just now was fifteen. Fifteen seconds. It seemed that I had had a dream the night before as well. I stopped eating the skeleton. The skeleton was delicious. I felt as if I'd recharged all necessary energy at once. I got up, refreshed and brimming with a happy sensation. I began to run down the road again. In my head, it was white and clear. I felt like humming. And, I couldn't wait to kill something that must be waiting for me down there before someone else could crush its bones and swallow its meat. Suddenly, darkness fell."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 YUN p
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Kang, Young-sook
"Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story The night was deepening, and the man said the truck must leave at night. The woman gave me a hug, an even warmer one than that she had given me when I'd arrived. She placed in my palm several colorful strings, which she had used to tie her long hair, and a glass jar, which had an unknown person's tooth in it. As the truck began to inch forward, I held those gifts tight in my arms.I wanted to thank the man, so I handed him the last diskette, the last sign of my secret. He looked at it as if it was something mysterious, then he tossed it onto the floor of the truck. But I felt relieved that I'd confessed my secret to someone. How far had we traveled? The man muttered something to himself. "You're the ugliest woman I've ever seen." The man smiled and then turned up the volume on the radio. A single clean wave of a popular song, cleaner than any I'd ever heard before, flowed out from the radio and the man began to sing along, spattering saliva all over as he sang. The stars were sparkled dimly and persistently in th"
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 KAN t
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Yun, Song-hui
"Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story I suggested we open a dumpling shop at the place once known as Q's Chinese restaurant. The menu would be mandu dumplings and jjolmyeon spicy noodles. Q would make the dumplings and W would make the noodles. "This girl and I can take the orders and serve the food," I said, tapping her lightly on the head. The high school girl said, "Thank you for counting me in," and started sobbing. "I'm crying because this is too hot. Don't take me wrong." She gulped down the noodles without chewing. I chipped in with the money I'd earned working at the travel agency, and W contributed her income from working part time at the bathhouse. We painted the walls and laid non-slip tiles on the floor. We found an expired lottery ticket at the bottom of the safe. The four of us gathered around and began to scratch it. First, we verified how much the prize money was. One hundred thousand won. The winning number was 5. W moved the coin slowly over the surface. The number 5 slowly revealed itself. "What a pity! If only it hadn't expired," the girl said over and over again. Q stuck the lottery ticket on the wall next to the cash register. "This will bring us good luck," he said."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 YUN b
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Yun, Young-so
"Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story After another short pause, Mr. Park replies, his voice serene, "I'll be back." Sister doesn't answer. Out of the blue, she turns over the bowl of coins next to the telephone on the counter and begins to count the few coins inside. When Mr. Park finally makes a movement towards the coffee shop door, Sister begins to laugh hysterically and calls out: "That's wonderful. Congratulations! You don't have to drop by here any more. I'm so grateful. I feel so relieved. Yun-hi! Let's have lunch. I'm hungry. Auntie, is my lunch ready yet?" I'm so nervous! Not because she's so rude. I don't expect anything less from her given her temper. But I am worried about Mr. Park. Being such a gentle person by nature, I am worried that he might simply say, "I won't go then" after what Sister said. Would it make any sense at all if he didn't visit his mother just because of her nasty temper? Only when I hear his footsteps going down on the stairs do I let out a sigh of relief."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 YUN s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
