[note : dilarang membagikan atau merepost cerita saya di menfess base twitter.] connected [ kuh-nek-tid ]: having a connection Alfian Djanuar Nandiardji is my first love. He is the only person I wish I could pass the future with. It used to be like that. Without knowing anything, I thought everything is fine. I will have my own perfect life soon... Until that night changed everything. "Maaf, sebenarnya rasa itu sudah lama nggak ada lagi, Na." I believe that I have laid my heart on a man who deserves it. But not with that all of the lies and what he had hidden behind me--behind the things that we called as a 'relationship'--when I have to admit that for all these years I'm just the extra person in his life. And then, it happened again, without realizing anything I have found someone... from my random lunch invitation. "Until he's gone... On the day when people told me that he's not here anymore... they don't know... for both of us, deep down in our hearts, we're both know..." ... that we're still connected."

(cerita ini sedang dalam proses penerbitan) Delapan tahun lalu aku jatuh cinta padanya. Laki-laki tampan sekaligus menyebalkan dan dingin yang pernah kutau. Delapan tahun lamanya, aku berusaha keras melupakan setiap penolakan yang dia tunjukan. Pergi sejauh mungkin dari hidupnya. Dan setelah delapan tahun berlalu, laki-laki dingin itu masih memberi perih di hatiku di saat keadaan memaksa kami mengikat hubungan dalam pernikahan. Hanya ada satu wanita yang mampu membuatnya tertawa dan itu bukan aku.