Ketika impian kecil yang mulanya terbesit menjadi kenyataan. Membawa dilema dihati yang gundah, terjebak dalam 2 pilihan rancu yang terlalu cepat dicetuskan. Menjalin kisah lintas kuasa dengan bayangan masa lalu berparas tenang yang terus mengintainya. Bersama kameranya ia mengukir kisah dan menjawab pertanyaan itu. Jika garis tangan berkehendak izinkan dia menggapai impian kecilnya tuk bisa bersama dengan pria yang terus ia foto secara diam - diam. - PAPARAZZI -

(TERBIT) Aku bertemu pria itu di atas atap rumah sakit tempatku bekerja, saat shift malam. Dia mirip pangeran yang dikirim oleh jutaan kerlip bintang yang berpendar di langit. Seperti pangeran dalam buku-buku dongeng, dia terlalu baik dan tampan untuk dilewatkan. Dan aku memang jatuh dalam pesonanya. Hanya saja, tidak seperti kebanyakan dongeng yang ditutup dengan desah puas dan senyum di bibir setelah mengakhiri kisahnya di lembar terakhir, kisahku dengan pria itu jelas tidak akan diakhiri kalimat "...and they lived happily ever after". Tidak akan.

[SLOW UPDATE] Taman belakang sekolah merupakan tempat yang nyaman dan tenang bagi seorang gadis bernetra coklat hazel,berbadan ramping,rambut coklat bergelombang,dan tak lupa senyum yang selalu menghiasi wajahnya sehingga memberikan nilai plus tersendiri untuknya. Dia adalah Shasa Adjie Wijaya,seorang gadis berusia 17 tahun yang saat ini bersekolah di SMA Favorit Jakarta.Di sekolah itu ia bertemu dengan teman-teman yang saat ini telah menjadi sahabatnya.Bukan hanya bertemu dengan temannya ia juga bertemu dengan sosok yang selama ini ia kagumi tetapi juga ia jauhi. Bagaimana ekspresi Shasa ketika mengetahui bahwa dia satu sekolah dengan sosok yang ia kagumi tapi juga ia jauhi itu? kelanjutannya silahkan dibaca saja))

Ku kira rasa sakit ini akan berakhir sampai disini.... Namun takdir telah berkata lain,yang dulu ku genggam erat kini hilang ditelan angan.. Inilah ceritaku, inilah jalanku dan inilah alurku.. Kan ku jalani dengan sepenuh hati dan akan ku runtuti alur hidup ini seikhlas hati #Ananda Dwi Mahesh

"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care. "You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right. Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain. Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more. Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft! ~ Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support! It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)