[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."

[note : dilarang membagikan atau merepost cerita saya di menfess base twitter.] reconnected [ /ˌriːkəˈnektɪd/ ]: connect back together. We've been hurt, kicked down-totally devastated. We just try to keep living with the numb feeling. This is how it feels now. Nothing. At the time, when God has his plans-when we are ready to end all of this endless pain-our paths have crossed as well as our grief intertwined. In the middle of that chaotic situation, we realized, we are given a second chance to find a reason to live from each other-to heal together, and become whole again.