She is almost forgotten. Some note her birth as April 21, others as April 20. And like Kartini, they say, her writing is like a journal of the hopes and disillusionments of Indonesian women who rebel and are constrained. But she is not Kartini. Her stories are more complex, more intimate, more open, and with a background that is wider than the letters in Door Duisternis tot Licht (From Darkness to Light, translated into English as Letters from a